last love

After a short greeting, because there was not much time, Wen Ke could only show Fu Xiaoyu the printed proposal, and then briefly introduced the general framework of the last love.

When listening to him talking, Fu Xiaoyu's expression was always indifferent, and occasionally she bowed her head and flipped through proposals very quickly.

Even for a moment, Wen Ke had a feeling that he was not interested at all, and did not want to look carefully.

Perhaps it was because of this reaction that Wen Ke couldn't help but become more nervous. When he said it later, he also felt that his language seemed too clumsy.

"Hmm..." After listening to Wen Ke's explanation, Fu Xiaoyu slowly closed the proposal folder and handed it back.

He pondered for a while before opening his mouth and said: "After listening for so long just now, I actually found that what you said was very conceptual. For example, remove the pheromone matching database and replace it with professional psychological tests, interests, and experiences. Match. So essentially, you’re trying to say that your app conveys different values ​​than the competition. But to be honest, I’m not at all interested in—”

"Your ideas are too naive and too idealistic. This is not a student's class assignment, and I don't care about the value of your product."

Hearing such a straightforward and cold evaluation, Wen Ke felt as if his back was sweating while holding the folder.

After graduating from high school, he had never experienced such a situation and lacked experience in dealing with investors, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

Fu Xiaoyu lowered his head and took a sip of his coffee. He stretched out a finger and said word by word: "The things I care about are very simple. First, I have invested money, can I get it back? This is the most basic.

"Second, if it is possible, what is the rate of return? Third, is there an immediate return, or does it take a relatively long period of time to generate benefits? How long is the cycle. Can you answer these three questions?"

"I……"

Wen Ke's throat was a little dry.

"I know you can't."

Fu Xiaoyu shrugged and said directly: "Because your matching system is clearly designed in such detail, but in this proposal, you didn't even tell me what your specific charging strategy is. Other dating apps are selling Members, members can unlock higher and more accurate matching, and other in-app purchase payment items, so what about you? How do you make money?"

"I have thought about..."

Wen Ke tried to explain: "Once APP users reach a certain level, a traffic pool will be formed, so you can rely on advertising..."

"Do you know how many users are needed to form such a large flow?"

Fu Xiaoyu smiled, and he looked at Wen Ke calmly, with only a trace of disdain in his cat-like eyes: "How much money do I need to invest in the early stage? How much media marketing is needed in the mid-term to create topics and exposure? How much do you need for these expenses? Are you sure you can take back your idea? Everyone is talking about the capital game of traffic, but you have to be clear, your idea sounds to me like you will become a traffic pool before you become a traffic pool. And the harvested leeks—"

At this time, Han Jiangque, who was standing beside him, suddenly coughed softly.

Fu Xiaoyu took a look at Han Jiangque, then leaned back in the leather chair, crossed his fingers, and said calmly: "I still say the same thing, if this is a class assignment, I can give you an A+, and maybe even give you an A+." I think your idea is very novel, and it is socially responsible to discuss people’s views on love; but if this is a business plan, it is too naive, and it is too immature. No investor will support such a proposal Throw money."

Fu Xiaoyu's every word was like a sharp sword, piercing into Wen Ke's heart.

He once again realized the gap between himself and Fu Xiaoyu.

He was indeed naive, and Fu Xiaoyu was right in saying nothing.

"It's like this," Xu Jiale, who was sitting on the side, said, "If you talk about it more strictly, I think Wen Ke is now more like a product manager. What he is presenting to you now is a product plan, but I think the profit model and business plan of this APP after it is put into the market, I think it will be necessary to use professional talents to analyze it at that time - most of the APPs on the market are also like this, and the developer will look for a publisher with strong qualifications to carry out the market. Promotion and marketing. So I think, today we can still focus more on the product itself, what do you think?"

Xu Jiale's expression was calm, and he spoke very slowly, rarely showing a lazy look. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, a pair of narrow eyes were staring at Fu Xiaoyu.

"Okay, let's talk about the product then."

Fu Xiaoyu didn't look away either, he looked straight at Xu Jiale, and then smiled slightly: "Dr. Xu, just now I heard from Wen Ke that you are studying anthropology at M University, and you are also majoring in gender in this APP development. Academic advisor, right?"

"Correct."

"Then I believe that Wen Ke's psychological test and interest experience filling modules are partly based on your suggestion, right?"

"Correct."

"I saw in the proposal just now that there are three or four modules for the psychological test of final love, each with 108 questions. The initial version of this questionnaire itself came from an anthropology professor at M University, right?"

Wen Ke nodded, and then he realized that Fu Xiaoyu didn't read the proposal carefully just now, but just because her reading speed and memory were too good, that's why she seemed very careless.

It's strange to say, but even though Fu Xiaoyu's attitude was arrogant and mercilessly attacking his products, at that moment, a trace of admiration rose in his heart.

But then Fu Xiaoyu continued unceremoniously: "Don't you think this is simply too cumbersome? In fact, many personality tests only need dozens of questions, and there can be a more accurate answer, right?"

Xu Jiale said coldly: "Mr. Fu, if you have any academic experience, you will know that such a statement is very unprofessional. How accurate is more accurate? What factors do you use to evaluate accuracy? Have you done any research? Have you quantified the data?"

Wen Ke secretly took a breath—Xu Jiale was angry.

As an old friend for many years, he certainly knew that the seemingly lazy and mournful Xu Jiale also had a temper.

Perhaps it was the extremely superior family and superior intelligence that allowed Xu Jiale to see things too clearly. He dismissed most trivial matters, but once someone challenged his dignity and principles, he would never accept it silently.

Xu Jiale pushed his glasses, stared at Fu Xiaoyu and continued: "Academically, there is a very strict standard for accuracy. A person needs to know what kind of partner he is looking for, not only means that he has to answer simple yesorno questions , in the process of filling out the questionnaire, we need to extract his past emotional experience, and then analyze his feelings, so as to judge his emotional personality. Mr. Fu, do you think this system needs [-] questions?"

"..." Fu Xiaoyu was silent for a while, and backed off for the first time today: "Sorry, I was not rigorous enough just now. But I still say the same thing, have you considered and investigated, how many people are there in the market? Can users tolerate such complex testing?"

Fu Xiaoyu sat up straight. He didn't even wait for Xu Jiale and Wen Ke to answer, but said indifferently: "All the apps on the market are simplifying the user registration process, which is called lowering the threshold. User base. So I can tell you with certainty that once you enable such a complex test, you will cut off half of the users, which is a complete suicide design."

"Mr. Fu, professionalism itself means cumbersome and complicated."

Xu Jiale also smiled. He was handsome, with thin and stylish lips, and he looked indifferent when his smile was not enthusiastic: "I think users also understand this."

Wen Ke sensed the tit-for-tat relationship between Fu Xiaoyu and Xu Jiale, and hurriedly intervened, explaining gently: "Yes, in fact, if users really want real results enough and want to find their true love, I believe them Will be willing to put in the effort to fill it out."

"Dr. Xu, and Mr. Wen, you are all romantic people, so you will create such an innocent and romantic app."

Fu Xiaoyu smiled: "Unfortunately, I am very pragmatic."

He obviously meant that he was almost done, and looked at his watch as he spoke, his expression eased from the aggressiveness just now, but he still dominated the rhythm of the whole meeting: "You are all old classmates of Han Jiangque, right? Let's watch a boxing match together. It's about time."

"Well, let's have a meal together first, and then the game will just start."

Only then did Han Jiangque speak.

He looked at Fu Xiaoyu with a vaguely unhappy expression.

"Okay." Fu Xiaoyu nodded and stood up, not forgetting to smooth out the wrinkles on the shirt very carefully, and then reached out to shake hands with them one by one: "It's a pleasure to meet you today, we have to deal with the APP. Go back and think about it, or keep in touch, and you can also see if there are any adjustments to the proposal."

……

Before leaving, Wen Ke hurriedly went to the bathroom, and when she came out, she happened to see Xu Jiale smoking in the smoking area on the terrace outside, so she opened the door and walked out.

"Xu Jiale, are you unhappy?" He said softly, "Sorry, I called you here today... I didn't expect that I was so ill-prepared."

"It's not your fault, I'm not in a good mood either."

Xu Jiale looked at the twilight outside. He was not as unhappy as before, but his expression was a little lonely. After a while, he calmly said: "I just don't like Omega that is too strong."

"I understand." Wen Ke nodded.

In fact, he can't say that he knows too much about Xu Jiale's family, but he has also heard about his overbearing Omega father.

I don't know if Xu Jiale's growth environment has affected Xu Jiale. Over the years, the Omega that Xu Jiale likes seems to have the same personality——

Beautiful, docile and obedient, sweet and sweet, Jin Chu is the best among them.

For a Ph.D. who studies the relationship between AO and AO, Xu Jiale's view on mate selection seems to be a bit straight A cancer.

The two stood side by side for a while, Wen Ke sighed softly, and whispered, "But... I really envy him."

"Who?" Xu Jiale asked, "Fu Xiaoyu?"

"Yeah." Wen Ke nodded: "So smart and capable, and his family background should be particularly good. Actually, in the final analysis...he is choosing me, so he should be picky."

"Family background?"

Xu Jiale raised his eyebrows: "Not necessarily. I know what kind of person is from a good family background."

"Those people don't work so hard, and they don't live so hard."

Xu Jiale stubbed out the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can: "Fu Xiaoyu, I guess he's probably a professional manager—a rich man's wage earner."

Wen Ke turned to look at Xu Jiale.

Under the gradually dark blue sky, the handsome Alpha looked very indifferent, perhaps showing a hint of disdain.

In fact, Xu Jiale occasionally showed this kind of expression - the expression of the proud son of heaven.

Although Xu Jiale has always tried his best to restrain himself in front of him, but very occasionally, that indifferent, somewhat estranged sense of class still separates them.

But being friends is good, even though there are differences, we can still seek common ground while reserving differences.

But if it's a lover...

In fact, Wen Ke has always had a hard time imagining how Jin Chu, who was of ordinary background, married Xu Jiale and lived. Will that sense of estrangement really be eliminated?

He sighed softly again, but this time he didn't know why.

Not unhappy, just maybe a little lucky.

There has always been no barrier between him and Han Jiangque.

To a certain extent, they are all guys abandoned by this world, that's why they lick each other lovingly and affectionately like little animals.