My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

Chu Bamboo’s eyes snapped open. He got up, stretched, and walked to the window. Before he could even open it, his gaze fell upon the unfinished technical documents sitting on his desk.

Chu Bamboo: ”...”

’What a cruel reality!’

It actually made him want to dive right back into the Dream World.

Slapping his cheeks, Chu Bamboo forced himself to focus, slumped into his chair, and continued writing.

He wrote until seven o’clock, then went out for breakfast, ran a few errands, and finally headed to class.

Chu Bamboo sadly realized that, for him, attending class had now become a form of leisure.

However, after two periods, Chu Bamboo ultimately chose to continue copying what he needed to copy during class... There was no other way. Time was simply too tight!

...

「Midday.」

Chu Bamboo walked straight out of the classroom, planning to find the principal.

”Bamboo! Ah Zhu!” Lin Xia shouted, catching up to him.

He was slightly out of breath. Looking at Chu Bamboo, who had stopped, he got straight to the point. ”Uh, yesterday I looked up the steps to register a company, and it made me think of a few things.”

”Yeah, what’s the company name? What’s the main business? Also, about the equity... I don’t want any for now! It can all be yours. Just leave the other stuff, like the registered capital, to me!”

Chu Bamboo shook his head. ”That’s out of the question. Even close friends need to keep clear accounts. What’s yours is yours. Besides, if I give you nothing and just make you an employee, I’d have a hard time believing you’d run the company well... I know what you’re trying to do, but passion isn’t limitless! And even if you were willing, if your parents found out in the future, it would just cause unnecessary trouble!”

Seeing Lin Xia was about to argue, Chu Bamboo quickly added, ”If you’re really worried, when we sign the final agreement, you can add an extra clause—that you’ll unconditionally return the shares to me whenever I need them...”

”Alright, then!” Lin Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

”As for the name... C. Let’s call it C Machinery Co., Ltd.!” Chu Bamboo said after some consideration. After all, that was its name in the dream... and he had a pretty good idea why—

’It’s probably taken from the first letter of my surname, right?’

As for the reason, it was likely inspired by Z Company—Z being the first letter of Zhao Shao’s surname, ”Zhao.”

”As for the scope of business, mechanical manufacturing? Batteries? Wireless power transmission? Basically, engineering stuff. Didn’t you already look at some of the technical documents?”

”Still, I need to confirm it!” Lin Xia quickly jotted it down, muttering as he wrote, ”Right, I invited a few upperclassmen from related majors to lunch... want to come along?”

After a moment’s thought, Chu Bamboo shook his head. ”No! I have to go see the principal.”

Chu Bamboo had a feeling that Lin Xia had probably just invited some ordinary fourth-year students... It wasn’t that Chu Bamboo looked down on Lin Xia, but his resources were what they were!

Even when Chu Bamboo contacted a genius like Zhao Shao, he had to go through Professor Chen! As for Lin Xia, he’d probably only made a little money from playing the stock market, right?

And that money was likely difficult to access at the moment.

Under these circumstances, finding the right people was incredibly difficult! He could only build his team piece by piece. Compared to Lin Xia’s approach, Chu Bamboo preferred to find the key element and just hit the fast-forward button.

”I see! Well, I’ll see you later then.” Lin Xia thought for a moment, nodded, and then started ranting, ”By the way, I finally understand why the notes you gave me said to short the stock market today if possible... that it would be a huge score! I didn’t dare to try it, though.”

For one, Lin Xia didn’t know how to short stocks. For another, he was unwilling and afraid—a stock market guru from the White-headed Eagle once said that no one can get rich by betting against their own country!

Not to mention, Chu Bamboo’s situation was rather sensitive.

Chu Bamboo just nodded, saying nothing. He’d never traded stocks, so what could he say? ’What do I know? A hammer?’ he thought. ’All I do is pass along information I barely understand myself!’

”Oh, right, how are things with the song?” Chu Bamboo suddenly remembered something. According to the future records, it wasn’t supposed to be released until July, right? And then it would blow up?

He found it a bit strange that Lin Xia would wait until then.

”I have to save up first! After all, promoting it on Douyin costs money.” Lin Xia said, counting on his fingers. ”Plus, in the beginning, I need to find some streamers or influencers and pay them to make similar videos! Build some hype for you... But with the quality of your song, once it takes off, a bunch of people will naturally jump on the bandwagon to chase the clout! At that point, I won’t be the one paying them; they’ll be paying us for the copyright.”

”So, the plan is to release the song and give it a little push.” Lin Xia said, full of confidence, but then his expression turned awkward.

”Besides that, I also reached out to some music companies! But the contracts they sent over, I glanced at them, and they’re all outrageous... They all have clauses saying they own the rights to all future songs you write! That’s why I didn’t even bother showing them to you...”

”You can release it a bit earlier if you want!” Chu Bamboo said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. ”Actually, the cost of promoting the song might be a lot less than you think.”

He remembered that when it was promoted in July, it went viral in a very short time.

He didn’t rule out the possibility that there were some marketing costs involved, but the thing was, it blew up in less than a month. How much marketing could you even do in that time?