Reinventing the Millennium

Without morals, anything is possible.

Fang Zhuoyuan has not reached the level of invincibility. He just relies on his tender face to establish friendship. Otherwise, he would not call him "foreign sister" but "good sister".

Furthermore, Secretary Liu is very arrogant. Is that something a young man from a small company can offend?

Fang Zhuo thought that if the gangster looked familiar, it would be convenient for him to do things in Lin'an in the future. Therefore, apart from simply asking about the identity of the key people, he didn't talk much during lunch. He just picked some interesting things to tease his good sister.

Liu Yangyang is a clerk in the second section of the Municipal Secretary's Office. She is very busy at ordinary times. When she is busy, she is more...old-fashioned when meeting all kinds of people. Today she has a rare day off, and she is very happy to eat and chat with Fang Zhuo.

In fact, her conversation was still somewhat unfinished after the meal.

This person is very bright and affectionate on stage, and he was very cautious and cunning before and after the small banquet last night. When we meet again today, I actually find him very funny and humorous, which is really interesting.

Liu Yangyang had already left a phone call with Fang Zhuo last night. Before leaving today, thinking about her identity as an Internet entrepreneur, she took the initiative to exchange the QQ account, which is currently more popular. Although she has applied for it, she has only used this chat software two or three times.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, Fang Zhuo returned to the hotel and met Zhou Xin, who was still eating instant noodles at noon.

"Xiao Zhou, didn't I say you would be reimbursed? Why do you keep eating instant noodles?"

week Sample?"

"How about what?" Fang Zhuo was puzzled, "Just a familiar face and a friend. What do you want from me?"

"Oh, I thought...I thought I could get some definite welfare policy." Zhou Xin couldn't hide his disappointment.

Fang Zhuo was dumbfounded: "Xiao Liu is not the secretary-general or deputy secretary-general. She may be relatively important, but it must be limited. If her status was really higher, she wouldn't do the job of running errands to pick me up."

Zhou Xin: "...well, Secretary Liu is quite beautiful."

Fang Zhuo glanced at Director Zhou, who had obviously never been in a relationship, and said calmly: "In her working environment, being beautiful is not necessarily a good thing."

Zhou Xin: "?"

Fang Zhuo was in no mood to continue talking. He had a rather heavy task this afternoon and needed to arrive at the venue in advance.

As a person who knows the big bosses of later generations, he may have been too focused on his own family affairs all day yesterday. It was not until today that he came back to his senses. Just yesterday, Ma Huateng called himself "Mr. Fang" and asked him for something. When it comes to investing, Ma Yan and I sit at the same table, and we can still talk and laugh happily.

Two horses, that's two horses.

Even if I later become a loser with only a dozen or so houses in my hands, I can still write a memoir about my life back then.

Therefore, he set the task of facial recognition on the last day of the Internet meeting.

Last night, Ma Chen also said that he would attend today's meeting.

At 1:50 in the afternoon, Fang Zhuo arrived at the venue still wearing a white T-shirt, and then sat directly next to the well-behaved Ma Huateng.

"Mr. Fang." Ma Huateng's face looked uninterested.

"Mr. Ma, isn't the financing ideal?" Fang Zhuo asked directly.

Ma Huateng hesitated. He always felt that the young boss of the registration website seemed a bit familiar, but maybe he was just young: "It's difficult. The performance is not good."

"The performance is not good?" Fang Zhuo was shocked.

"The situation this year is quite severe. Some of the companies I contacted were either too cautious or acted like a lion." Ma Huateng smiled bitterly and said, "It's very difficult."

Fang Zhuo thought for a while and couldn't remember clearly the history of QQ's development during this period, but he vaguely remembered that the news of Superboy buying a stake and then selling it was once all the rage. He hesitated for a moment and asked tactfully: "How about asking shareholders for additional investment?" ?"

"I have looked for it. Our company has investment from Hong Kong, but they are unwilling." Ma Huateng said with a serious face. "They think investing is a bottomless pit and it is difficult to make a profit. I guess they are thinking about how to sell our shares."

Oh my god, there was once a share of Tencent in front of me... If you don't have money, you don't have money, so you still have to live with your mouth!

Fang Zhuo immediately asked seriously: "How much money do you need?"

"2 million US dollars." Ma Huateng quoted calmly. He didn't think this young man had this ability.

Fang Zhuo thought for a moment and asked: "Mr. Ma, can you give me a 5-digit QQ number? My current QQ number is 7 digits, which is not easy to remember."

Young man, your transition is a bit abrupt, Ma Huateng laughed.

He promised: "No problem, Mr. Fang, just because I hope to use your registration network in Yangcheng, I have to give you one, just 95995."

"Why this number?" Fang Zhuo was puzzled.

"The homophone of 'save me, save me' is not consistent with the original intention of your registration network?" Ma Huateng said with a smile.

Fang Zhuo was speechless, this homophonic sound... Lao Ma, do you still have this kind of interest?

While the two were talking, Zheng Lang, the senior vice president of Sequoia Capital, who was walking behind amidst the greetings, hurried up to them.

"President Fang, don't forget to go to Luzhou together tomorrow." Zheng Lang said concisely and concisely, "How many people do you have here? Let my secretary book the train tickets."

"Okay, okay." Fang Zhuo agreed, glanced at the secretary who was following Zheng Lang, thought for a moment, and pointed back, "I only have two here, and that is Zhou Xin, the technical director of our website. .”

Zheng Lang was a busy man, so he turned around and left, leaving his secretary to deal with minor matters.

After the secretary took down Fang Zhuo's ID card information and left, Fang Zhuo turned around and saw that Ma Huateng's eyes were very bright.

"Mr. Ma, what's wrong?" Fang Zhuo wondered, "Don't you want to give me 95,995?"

"No, Sequoia is going to vote for you?" Ma Huateng rolled his eyes a bit funny, not like a big shot at all.

Fang Zhuo nodded slightly: "It's possible, but we haven't negotiated it yet. I don't know what Sequoia Capital's investment style is."

"Then if your website has money, come and invest in our company. Help me, help me." Ma Huateng said half-truthfully.

"How can there be such misappropriation?" Fang Zhuo laughed and said righteously, "I am not the one who misappropriated the company's assets."

Ma Huateng sighed and asked, "Are you familiar with Mr. Zheng from Sequoia?"

Fang Zhuoqi said: "Didn't you find him for financing?"

"I found him. He thinks our business model is not good." Ma Huateng said matter-of-factly.

Fang Zhuo said decisively: "I'm not familiar with you. Remember, Lao Ma, I, Fang Zhuo, am very optimistic about your future. Hey, hey, the host is about to come on stage. Let's chat after the meeting, and I'll treat you to dinner."

Ma Huateng watched Fang Zhuo walking towards the back row. He touched his chin and said to himself, "Am I very old?"

Speaking of which, I should be only a few years older than him.