393 Our Business

Everyone stepped on the deck, looking at this small boat that was as flamboyant and unique as its owner, how much courage was needed to sail out.

The hull is as light as floating on the water, and the two sides look like yacht ornaments bought from outdoorworldbassproshops, swaying along with the hull.

Originally, it was a small boat with uniform specifications. Lan Jin did not make any major changes, but he really spent a lot of effort on the inkjet painting of the yacht.

A golden and ferocious five-clawed flying dragon has been twisted from the sharp tip to the stern of the boat, looking majestic and majestic.

It is a bit of a post-modern artist's style. Among the beautiful and clean yachts, it is simply an outlier.

Out of a friend's morality, Qin Guan didn't continue to complain, he just turned his head silently, pretending that he didn't see anything, and started this hors d'oeuvres party.

In fact, what he was really interested in was the purpose of this group of people who had come to him.

The style of talking at the wine table was still well applied by He Ming to the United States, but within a few minutes, everyone started talking.

"Qin Guan..."

"Um?"

"Lan Jin and I have set up a small trading company. The basic structure has been set up and the business is on track. Come and help us."

Qin Guan took the budlight in his hand and took a mouthful: "I'm not a student of economics and trade, why did you find me?"

"We lack an accounting firm to handle our accounts and tax returns, and we have found several firms, either because the company is too big and the fees are too expensive, or it is not well-known and cannot be trusted."

"Since you, a student from Columbia University's School of Economics, are here, why should we go far away?"

When Qin Guan heard this, he didn't care about the bottle of beer in his hand that was light and refreshing, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

"Really? What are the requirements for forming an accounting firm in the United States?"

He Ming helped his gold-rimmed glasses, and said to Qin Guan calmly: "As long as you can get the American CPA (Certified Accountant) certificate, you don't have to worry about the follow-up procedures for opening an accounting firm. "

"Oh, by the way." He Ming raised his eyelids in the direction of Lan Jin: "If you don't have start-up funds, Lan Jin can give you free investment. When you make money, you can just give him some interest."

"The kid has recently gotten into personal investing, and sitting around waiting to get paid is now his favorite."

When Qin Guan heard this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that American firms are simpler than those in China. Only one person is needed to become an independent firm. It is really a free and unrestrained country.

Thinking of this, Qin Guan pointed the mouth of the beer bottle at his thin lips, and took a big gulp: "I don't have much savings now, about 1.6 million."

He Ming and Lan Jin were a little surprised, and nodded their heads: "1.6 million RMB is enough. When you start your business, you won't worry about the high prices in New York."

"Look over there, there will be a house that belongs to you very easily."

The direction pointed by He Ming's finger is Long Island, which is opposite to the official harbor, and the lights are faintly shining among the green trees, as if to show the ambition of these people and look forward to a bright future for each other.

"Oh, I'm $1.6 million..."

"puff…"

Qin Guan's tone was as ordinary as "Have you eaten?", which made the three people on the opposite side spit out the wine in their cups in unison.

"How much...how much?"

"$1.6 million?"

The person standing opposite is a multi-millionaire. Among them, Qin Guan is the quietest person who doesn't show his face. This group of people from the luxury car club are making trouble everywhere, and they are doing business with great momentum. The billionaires are hiding here.

Qin Guan nodded: "Well, I earned it from my part-time job as a model. I just signed an endorsement..."

The three people on the side didn't want to continue talking to him anymore, their faces were so handsome, they were too bullying.

When the topic came to this point, Qin Guan seemed to have thought of something: "He Ming, since it is an import and export trade, can you accept the small order?"

"Pick it up, treat it as a work delivery or something, I carry the luggage myself, and save a lot of handling fees and customs duties."

"That's just right, my shop on Chelsea Avenue has been renovated, and the goods inside are such Weizi, come and talk to them..."

The young people in the conversation forgot the time and the space, and the crisp voices floated up in the increasingly quiet night sky, exchanging their hearts with the newly awakened moon in the sky.

Everyone's plan starts with this seemingly playful club, and it will not end in this playful club.

Life is like this, when you find that your dream goal is in front of you, you will be full of strength.

If it wasn't for the American CPA exam materials in his hand, he had just started to get in touch, or if he hadn't promised George Clooney a long time ago, he must help him finish the film before Christmas.

According to Qin Guan's personality, he should have already gone to the cpa examination room to kill the Quartet by now.

Today's Qin Guan can only pack his bags against Professor Martin's eyes, and ask Cong Nianwei to keep an eye on the goods in the store, and then step into the palace of art by himself.

In fact, when Qin Guan received the script of this play, he was still a little hesitant. "Confessions of a Dangerous Thought", a movie with a seemingly absurd plot and a slightly dark humorous style, is better than the previous ones. The oppressive atmosphere of an elephant is much more joyful.

But for the elephant shooting, Qin Guan didn't have any psychological pressure at all, because from the Chinese point of view, it was a failure of abnormal education in the United States.

But the characters in this script made Qin Guan feel a little pressure, because he wanted to play a Jew, not only to change his physical characteristics, but also to take his lifestyle into consideration.

This story is very interesting, adapted from the autobiographical novel published by TV host Chuck Barris in 1984, which tells the story of him as a TV host to cover his identity as a CIA killer.

When choosing actors, George actually had a lot of choices. The film company alone had too many candidates, but when the final selection was made, Chuck Barris pointed his finger at Qin Guan's photo.

"I was so handsome when I was young, otherwise women would not be obsessed with me, not to mention that he has the cold taste of an agent, that kind of feeling that can only be understood and cannot be expressed." (To be continued.)