Reborn with Consumption System

The process isn’t complicated—find a café, sit there, and start chatting, listening to them while doing personality profiling, and finally pick the steadiest and most meticulous one, then it’s a wrap.

The guy’s name is Zhang Jiusi. You can feel the steadiness just from his name, and he’s a workaholic—rumor has it, he’s not quite capable in certain areas, and he wishes he could work overtime until midnight every day before going home.

Hmm, perfect, this guy is very useful!

After settling the general manager, I started digging up the investment team.

With two insiders in hand, the rest is simple—Zhang Jiusi provides the list, Panzi handles the recruitment, and Yu Ping’an wraps up and releases the people.

We brought in four independent project-handling investors.

One is a senior researcher in the domains of internet, games, and entertainment equipment;

One is an industry expert in machine learning;

One is a Silicon Valley returnee familiar with all fields of artificial intelligence;

One is a multi-domain industry research expert from a brokerage firm, knowledgeable in new energy, chips, and high-end manufacturing.

Each of them brought two people along, and Han Lie went elsewhere and picked up a few young people with academic backgrounds, and the team basically took shape.

Investors don’t need to be tech giants; putting them to actual work is nonsense.

But a good investor must deeply understand at least one industry, have a global vision, and foresee the general trends of the future.

The four leaders chosen by Zhang Jiusi and verified by Han Lie were extremely satisfactory.

By this point, Tianhang’s framework was mostly set.

Then a new problem emerged—money wasn’t available.

Each had their projects being tracked, and since they didn’t sign non-compete agreements, they could immediately lead teams to connect with those startup companies.

But how do you play with just empty words?

Han Lie turned around and borrowed five hundred million from President Jin, using Tianhang’s shares as collateral, with personal joint and several full liability guarantee.

Typically, this isn’t recommended. If venture capital goes wrong, losing money happens faster than anything, but Han Lie didn’t care—how could it lose money?!

The moment the money was in the account, Han Lie arranged everything for them right away.

By the end of the year, each team must have invested in at least three projects. Failure to meet the quota will result in year-end bonuses being cut.

If the project is poor, the consequences are more severe—team performance rewards are drawn from the net profit of the projects; there’s no communal pot to eat from.

For instance, if after two years, out of this year’s three projects, two fail, one gets listed, then if Tianhang exits in the third year, the team gets a share of the net profit after losses.

Since each company’s model is different, the industry doesn’t have a clear ratio.

In any case, a good project often leads to many millionaires, and at Shen Nanpeng’s level, project commissions are counted in billions—the only difference is replacing bonuses with equity rewards to play a tax-saving game.

Tianhang’s standard is that each team is accounted individually, with 5% of the net profit each year belonging to the team, submitted by the person in charge and approved by the general manager.

Externally, the team faces strong pressure; internally, there is full delegation, they’re fully fueled.

There’s certainly no performance reward in the first year, but in the long run, as long as the team is truly capable and dedicated, becoming a millionaire is a matter of time...

Dangling a carrot in front of them, all four teams went crazy.

In a flash, there was nobody in the company the next day; the teams split into eighteen paths—investigating, clandestine visits, sucking up to the big shots, all got so busy smoke came out.

Then Han Lie continued his vacation... yeah right!

The next day, Panzi dragged him away for negotiations with the Jin Family sisters.

This time, the whole Jin family came out—all five siblings showed up.

The chat during the drinking session had great rhythm.

The five siblings took turns praising Han Lie’s big skills and Panzi’s great vision.

Then Panzi laughed heartily while encouraging them to drink, while ’Dog Lie’ painted a grand picture beside them.

After eating and drinking too much, they talked details.

’Dog Lie’ started his performance.

Talking about exploring the model in one year, practicing internal strength in one year, expanding to all major cities in three years, getting listed in five years, sweeping across the country in eight years...

Discussing how doing well is less important than choosing right, talking about the trillion-level emerging track, talking about big data platforms, about a complete eco-system closed loop...

Finally, raising a glass to shout: Let us suffocate for our dreams!

The five from the Jin family—the two with administrative levels, an entertainment queen, one with various cultural roles, and the most pampered Jin Xiaowu among elders—all got completely swayed!

"Let’s do it!"

The eldest of the Jin family slapped his thigh, as if to hoist the flag on Liangshan and gather the righteous, in high spirits.

"Teacher Han, just say it, how much should we fork out, and how much shares can we obtain?"

At this point, Han Lie became reserved.

Then Panzi entered the stage.

"Come, come, let’s drink! Now is not the time to talk about this. You guys go back and ponder calmly, and come find me once you’ve thought it through. Today we won’t leave until we’re drunk!"

After the first session of drinking, they went and drank flower wine again...

This time, instead of going to the raucous bar at Shang K, they found a very concealed club, where Second Sister Jin brought in a batch of male and female models.

Originally, Han Lie didn’t want to go, but Panzi gave him a sinister side glance.

The meaning was clear—You’re not going? Are you planning to snitch again, report me to Zhao Queen’s court?

Brother Lie wasn’t afraid of his threat, merely an annoying little brother at home, who would he scare?

Turns out, among the playmates Second Sister Jin called over were a few Eastern European young models...

Ahem!

Letting Panzi venture into the lion’s den alone wasn’t quite righteous; I must protect him, otherwise, how could I explain to Lady Zhao?