Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

Everybody's favorite project isn't called venture capital, it's called crowdfunding?

Well, General Pei said the same subversive common sense, but it was very thought-provoking and contained quite profound philosophical thoughts...

Everyone around the table is thinking about the meaning behind President Pei's sentence.

Though it makes sense, what does it always feel wrong?

Pei Qian flipped over this pathetic page and tried hard to find more "success factors” on it, but failed.

The content of this investment proposal highlights a “skyscraper”.

The sponsor of this project is Zhang Lu. Although there are no photographs or profiles in this investment plan, Pei Huan couldn't help but think of a comedy image.

More than half of this investment proposal is devoted to the brilliant prospects of a shared kiosk project.

“With the development of mobile communications technology, mobile phones have become a standard for almost everyone. However, public telephone booths, one of the city's public service symbols, are rarely used. ”

“Long idle, wasted, even dismantled bad luck! ”

“It must be said that this is the breakdown of cultural heritage, the loss of precious memories, the agony of the development of times, the common loss of every citizen! ”

Seeing this, Pei couldn't help but want to make a “old man, subway, mobile phone.jpg” expression, but after all, in front of the public, he was still bandaged by his good acting.

“My goal is to reinvigorate public phone booths with the nourishment of internet thinking! ”

“Shared telephone booths, based on the continuation of the functions of public telephone booths, will use art to reshape public aesthetics, evoke public memories with emotion, facilitate changes in public life, and show brand value to society as a whole with behavioral art! ”

Pei Qian couldn't help but be emotional. This small platoon is more proficient than the sentence. This language level, at least in the second grade of junior high school.

The back is basically full of crap from the cloud mountain fog, but for the specific program of this project, there is nothing, there is only one dry figure: the budget is 200,000.

Last contact information for the proposal: mobile number.

Pei Qian handed the proposal to He Win Sheng: “Call him and ask him when he has time to talk about the project. ”

Herr Desheng wrote down this person's phone number and dialed a phone next to him.

A moment later, Ho Wing Sheng returned: “President Pei, he said that he was on his way in a moment and would be there in about 10 minutes. ”

Pei Qian: “…"

So soon?

Actually, I just wanted to schedule an appointment first and then meet again later.

But when you think about it, it's perfectly normal.

These investment plans currently received by Yuanmeng Venture Capital are basically local projects in Jingzhou. This Zhang Zhuo estimation resides in Jingzhou and is likely not far from Yuanmeng Venture Capital.

It is reasonable to assume that Zhang Lu is mostly not a serious career. It is estimated that other investment firms simply ignored his proposal, so his term should be quite relaxed.

It's normal to call anytime. If something happens to him, it's not normal...

Ten minutes, so wait.

Pei Qian took out his phone and brushed his web page.

He Win Sheng et al., on the other hand, rushed the time to circulate this investment proposal and carefully studied it word for word.

Although this proposal seems quite unreliable in all respects, it must have had a point that touched President Pei!

In that case, if you find this point, can you read a little bit about General Pei's investment?

Although this is only a small business of 200,000, equivalent to only one percent of the last investment, the saying is that maybe this is the kind of small business that better captures the essence of Mopei's overall investment?

Everyone next to the conference table had their eyebrows locked, swinging between suspicion and self-doubt.

Soon after, there was a rush of footsteps coming out.

“I'm coming, I'm coming to talk about the project! ”

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

It's January now and the weather is getting cold outside, it's been a few degrees all year, but this muscle man wears only a fairly stretchy black coat and jeans, he's in good spirits and can't see the cold at all.

Coats, jeans and sneakers are not very expensive brands, but they are all clean and should look diligent.

Without “pieces” like hats, scarves, masks, gloves, even in jackets and jeans, you can see the guy's big, like a hill.

Quite remarkable was his long, flowing hair, quite casually stabbed a ponytail behind his head, the hair in front fluttered with the wind, quite an artist's temperament.

It's just that this “fairy wind tunnel bone" feeling, and his figure, really doesn't match.

Pei Qian was silent for a while.

This Zhang Lu has a huge gap with his imaginary image...

He thought a lot about the image of a liar or a fool, but never thought he was a muscular man. If he was a bodyguard, no one would suspect him at all.

Ma Yang whispered in Pei Qian's ear: “Look at this, it could have come all the way here. ”

Pei Huan also found that Zhang's head was full of fine sweat beads, his face was red, and he was still slightly wheezing. Short periods of intense exercise should not be such a reaction, mostly long runs or cycling.

In this cold weather, long runs and cycling are quite bewildering behaviors.

The atmosphere at the table was a little quiet for a while, and no one had ever seen it before, presumably.

Zhang Lu was also helpless, lowering his voice and repeating: “I'm here to talk about the project. ”

Pei Huan stood up and greeted the others: “What are you still standing there for? Make some tea! Come on, Mr. Zhang, have a seat. ”

Bae Qian raised his hand and told Zhang to sit in the empty space opposite the chancellor table.

Someone next to him handed over a hot cup of tea, Zhang Lu reached out to take it, and thanked him for it.

Pei Qian said: “Don't worry, drink slowly. It's been hard coming all the way here. We can talk about the project slowly. ”

Zhang Lu blew, a breath of tons of tons of tons of tons of tea and drank all the tea, looking at the young man who had been talking to himself across the street.

Obviously, this is his own investor. I just don't know what to call him.

He Desheng hastily introduced: “This is President Pei, President of Tenda Group; this is President Ma, CEO of Yuanmeng Venture Capital. ”

Zhang Zhu was very excited: “President Pei, General Ma, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity! ”

“Next, I'll tell you about my project and share the umbrella! ”

“We often encounter such problems when it rains and we go out without an umbrella. Buy one on the side of the road, it's not only expensive, it's not good quality! ”

Pei Qian: "? ”

He raised his hand and said, "Stop, stop, stop. What's your project? ”

Zhang Paradoxically stunned: “Share the umbrella. ”

Everyone at the table had a huge question mark on their heads.

Pei Qian coughed softly: “But what you wrote in this plan was a shared phone booth. ”

Zhang stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassingly: "Yes, yes, the contribution phone booth is also my project! ”

“I'm sorry, President Bae, I have too many ideas. ”

“General Pei, do you have any interest in my shared umbrella project? Want to invest together? ”

Mayang's eyes filled with interest and whispered: “Brother Huan, this project seems to be more reliable than a telephone booth! ”

Pei Qian's face was black.

Sharing umbrellas? How am I supposed to pitch a project that sounds so reliable?

Well, it's hard to say by reluctance, but at least this thing works.

It works, that means it's risky!

Pei Qian shook his head: “I'm not interested in sharing an umbrella at the moment, let's talk about sharing a phone booth. ”

“Okay, President Pei.” Zhang Lu didn't have too many lost emotions. “Sharing a phone booth stemmed from my memory of a pay phone booth...”

Pei Huan had a feeling that he was about to start a meaningless long story. He hurried up and showed him to stop.

“Well, the details of the project don't have to be presented, and your investment plan is already very detailed. ”

He Tae-sheng took a conscious look 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 will answer me as simply and directly as possible, okay? ”

Zhang Zhuan nodded: “No problem, President Bai! ”

Pei Qian: “You want 200,000 investment, how did this figure come out? ”

Zhang Huanzhu replied with a great deal of bamboo: "President Bai, I have calculated. ”

“I intend to invest 20 shared phone booths at a cost of $10,000 each. ”

“The pavilion is 2 meters 4 tall, made of horse mouth iron, spray-molded high temperature baking paint, finely carved vintage door handles, wooden decorative base plate, exquisite workmanship, beautifully styled, the price of the pavilion itself is around 5,000 yuan. ”

“In addition to that, the other costs in the kiosk would have to be set aside an extra $5,000. ”

“So, in total, 200,000. ”

Zhang Lu finished his speech and looked at Bae Qian with anticipation.

Pei Qian thought, “That's not possible. ”

“A total of 200,000, all in one go? How can we do this without contingency funds? ”

“So, I'll give you half a million. Think about what else you can add to this phone booth. If you can't, you can customize this booth inside and out! ”

Zhang Lu overjoyed: “Yes, Mr. Pei! No problem!”

Pei Qian thought of something again and said: "By the way, this pavilion must be well dressed and demolished, that's all I ask. ”

Zhang Ju thought about it and nodded: “Okay, although I don't think this is necessary, since President Pei has spoken, I'm sure it's done! ”

Pei Qian has no other requirements for this project. He hopes that the pavilion will be well demolished. After the project fails, these pavilions will be able to be demolished and sold relatively smoothly, without creating urban garbage.

After all, Pei's overall goal is only to lose some money, not to create a burden on the city, to be a qualified person.

After all, Pei Jian noticed at this time that even such an unreliable project, the system did not issue a warning.

Is it because the district is half a million, and it doesn't count in the eyes of the system anymore?

After all, the system has allowed five million charities.

Pei Qian couldn't help but feel sorry for himself. The system and the system, it seems you still don't understand the logic of "protection against micro gradients”.

A lot of 500,000, you can also save a lot!

Anyway, losing half a million first is a good start!