To become the richest man from the beginning of the game

Chapter 380 My only request is that I hope it can be easily disassembled

The project that everyone is optimistic about is not called venture capital, but crowdfunding?

Well, Mr. Pei's words are still subverting common sense, but they are very thought-provoking and contain quite profound philosophical thoughts...

Everyone around the conference table was thinking about the meaning behind Mr. Pei's words.

Although I think it makes sense, but I always feel that something is wrong?

Pei Qian flipped through the pitiful page in his hand, trying hard to find more "success factors" on it, but failed.

The contents of this investment plan highlight a "powerful and unconstrained style".

The initiator of this project is Zhang Huang. Although there are no photos or personal information on this investment plan, Pei Qian couldn't help but make up a comic image.

In this investment plan, more than half of the space is devoted to talking about the bright future of the shared phone booth project.

"With the development of mobile communication technology, mobile phones have almost become a standard equipment for everyone. However, public telephone booths, which are one of the symbols of urban public services, are rarely used by people."

"Long-term idle, deserted, and even ushered in the bad luck of being demolished!"

"It has to be said that this is a break in cultural heritage, the passing of precious memories, the pain of the development of the times, and the common loss of every citizen!"

Seeing this, Pei Qian couldn't help but want to make an expression of "old man, subway, mobile phone.jpg", but after all, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he still managed to hold back with his good acting skills.

"My goal is to rejuvenate public phone booths with the nourishment of Internet thinking!"

"Shared telephone booths will continue the functions of public telephone booths, use art to reshape the public's aesthetics, use feelings to evoke public memories, use convenience to change public life, and use performance art to demonstrate brand value to the whole society!"

Pei Qian couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this small parallel sentence is quite proficient, and this level of Chinese language must be at least the second grade of junior high school.

The following are basically some cloudy and misty words. Anyway, there is no specific plan for this project, only a dry figure: a budget of 20.

At the end of the proposal, there is contact information: mobile phone number.

Pei Qian handed the proposal to He Desheng: "Call me and ask him when he will be free. Come and talk about the project."

He Desheng wrote down this person's phone number, and made a call from the side.

After a while, He Desheng came back: "Boss Pei, he said to wait for a while, he is coming, and he will arrive in about 10 minutes."

Pei Qian: "..."

so fast?

In fact, I just wanted to make an appointment first and talk to you later.

But after thinking about it, this is normal.

The investment proposals Yuanmeng Venture Capital is currently accepting are basically local projects in Jingzhou. Zhang Wang probably lives in Jingzhou, and he is probably not far from Yuanmeng Venture Capital.

It is reasonable to speculate that Zhang Huang probably does not have a serious job, and it is estimated that other investment companies will not pay attention to his proposal at all, so his schedule should be quite loose.

It's normal to be on call, but if he has something to do, it's not normal...

Since it's 10 minutes, just wait.

Pei Qian took out his phone and casually swiped through the webpage.

But He Desheng and the others seized the time to circulate the investment plan, carefully studying it word by word.

Although this plan looks quite unreliable in all aspects, there must be something about it that moved Mr. Pei!

That being the case, if you find this point, can you understand a little bit of Mr. Pei's investment ideas?

Although this is only a small business of 20 yuan, which is only equivalent to [-]% of the previous investment, as the saying goes, it is this kind of small business that can better understand the essence of Mr. Pei's investment method?

Everyone around the conference table was frowning, oscillating between doubt and self-doubt.

Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

"I'm here, I'm here to talk about the project!"

Pei Qian looked up, and saw a muscular man with a strong figure barging in from the outside.

It's already January, and the weather outside has turned cold, with a few degrees below zero all year round, but this muscular man only wore a rather perfunctory black jacket and jeans. He was in good spirits, and he didn't look cold at all.

The jacket, jeans, and sneakers were not expensive brands, but they were all clean and looked like they had been laundered frequently.

There are no "bits" such as hats, scarves, masks, gloves, etc. Even wearing a coat and jeans, you can see that this buddy is really big, like a hill.

What is more eye-catching is his flowing long hair, which is quite casually tied into a ponytail at the back of his head. The front locks of hair are fluttering in the wind, which has an artist's temperament.

It's just that this kind of "immortal style and bone" feeling really can't match his figure.

Pei Qian was silent for a while.

There is a huge gap between this Zhang Huang and the image he imagined...

He thought of many images of liars or fools, but he never imagined that he turned out to be a muscular man. If he were to say that he was a bodyguard, no one would doubt him at all.

Ma Yang whispered in Pei Qian's ear: "Looking like this, it's possible that he ran all the way here."

Pei Qian also noticed that there were fine beads of sweat on Zhang Huang's head, his face was flushed, and he was slightly panting. Short-term strenuous exercise should not be such a reaction, most likely long-distance running or cycling.

In this cold weather, long-distance running and cycling are quite confusing behaviors.

The atmosphere around the conference table was a little quiet for a while. It is estimated that no one has ever seen such a scene.

Zhang Wang was also a little at a loss, lowered his voice and repeated: "I'm here to discuss the project."

Pei Qian stood up abruptly, and greeted the others: "What are you still doing in a daze? Prepare tea quickly! Come, Mr. Zhang, please sit down."

Pei Qian raised his hand to signal Zhang Huang to sit down on the empty seat opposite the long conference table.

Someone next to him offered a cup of hot tea, Zhang Wang stretched out his hand to take it, and thanked him repeatedly.

Pei Qian said: "Don't worry, drink slowly. It's been a hard journey all the way. Let's take it easy. We can talk about the project slowly."

Zhang Huang blew, drank the whole cup of tea in one breath, and looked at the young man opposite him who had been talking to him.

Obviously, this is his investor, but he doesn't know how to call it.

He Desheng hurriedly introduced: "This is Mr. Pei, the president of Tenda Group; this is Mr. Ma, the CEO of Yuanmeng Venture Capital."

Zhang Huang was very excited: "President Pei, President Ma, thank you both very much for giving me this opportunity!"

"Next, I will tell the two of you about my project and share umbrellas!"

"We often encounter such troubles. When we go out on rainy days, we don't bring an umbrella. Buying one on the side of the road is not only expensive, but the quality is not good!"

Pei Qian: "?"

As soon as he raised his hand, he signaled Zhang Huang to stop quickly: "Stop, stop, what is your project?"

Zhang Huang was stunned: "Share the umbrella."

Everyone around the conference table had a huge question mark above their heads.

Pei Qian coughed twice: "But it's written in your plan that it's a shared phone booth."

Zhang Huan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, it is also my project to contribute the phone booth!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pei, I have too many ideas, and I have forgotten them all."

"Mr. Pei, I wonder if you are interested in my shared umbrella project? Do you want to invest together?"

Ma Yang's eyes were full of interest, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Qian, this project seems to be more reliable than the phone booth!"

Pei Qian's face darkened.

Sharing umbrellas?How could I vote for such a reliable project?

Well, it's hard to say whether it's reliable or not, but at least this thing works.

Useful means risky!

Pei Qian shook his head: "I'm not interested in sharing umbrellas for now, let's talk about sharing phone booths."

"Alright Mr. Pei." Zhang Huang didn't feel too disappointed, "The shared phone booth comes from my nostalgia for public phone booths..."

Pei Qian had a premonition that he was about to start a meaningless tirade, so he quickly raised his hand to signal him to stop.

"Okay, okay, I don't need to introduce the details of the project. Your investment plan has already been written in great detail."

He Desheng subconsciously glanced at the investment plan.

This page, also called "very detailed"? ? ?

Pei Qian continued: "I will simply ask you one of the most critical questions, and you can answer me as simply and directly as possible, okay?"

Zhang Huan nodded: "No problem, Boss Pei!"

Pei Qian: "You want to invest 20 yuan, how did you come up with this number?"

Zhang Huang replied confidently: "Boss Pei, I figured it out."

"I plan to invest in 20 shared telephone booths, each booth costs 1 yuan."

"The pavilion is 2 meters high. It is made of tinplate, sprayed with high-temperature baking paint, carved vintage door handles, and a wooden decorative floor. The workmanship is exquisite and the shape is beautiful. The price of the pavilion itself is around 4 yuan."

"In addition to this, there is a surplus of 5000 yuan for other costs in the pavilion."

"So, it adds up to 20."

After Zhang Wang finished speaking, he looked at Pei Qian expectantly.

Pei Qian thought for a while: "That won't work."

"A total of 20 yuan, all invested in at once? How can you do a project without emergency funds?"

"Well, I'll give you 50 yuan. If you think about it carefully, you can add something to this phone booth. If it doesn't work, you can re-customize this booth for me inside and out!"

Zhang Huang was overjoyed: "Okay President Pei! No problem!"

Pei Qian thought again, and said, "By the way, this pavilion must be easy to assemble and dismantle. That's all I ask for."

Zhang Huan thought about it, then nodded: "Okay, although I don't think it's necessary, but since Mr. Pei has spoken, I will definitely finish it!"

Pei Qian has no other requirements for this project. He just hopes that the pavilions can be dismantled better. After the project fails, these pavilions can be dismantled relatively smoothly, scrap iron can be sold, and urban waste will not be produced.

After all, Mr. Pei's goal is just to lose some money, not to create a burden on the city, and to be a quality person.

Having said that, Pei Qian only noticed at this time that even for such an unreliable project, the system did not issue a warning.

Is it because a mere 50 is no longer considered money in the eyes of the system?

After all, the system has already allowed a charity quota of 500 million.

Pei Qian couldn't help but sigh with emotion, system, system, it seems that you still don't understand the principle of "preventing the passing of time".

A lot of 50 can add up to a lot!

Anyway, losing 50 first is a good start!

(End of this chapter)