The world's richest man starts from signing in 1 million every day

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After playing golf, Zhao Yun still wanted to find a place to invite Wang Yifei to dinner.

As a result, Wang Yifei left before saying that there was something to do at home.

Zhao Yun was a little frustrated. He had already dated Wang Yifei twice. He didn't expect that Wang Yifei's attitude would not loosen at all whether it was for dinner or golf.

I was not at all tempted to invest in Qingyun Technology.

Even Zhao Yun suspected that he had not reported this incident to the founder of Qingyun Technology.

In the middle of the night last night, he received a call from his old man saying that Qingyun Technology had been on Longhan TV.

Now I don't know how many investment companies are staring at the fat of Qingyun Technology.

According to the grapevine.

So far, Qingyun Technology has not received any investment.

As long as you can get in the car at this time, it is definitely a steady profit.

In the future, whether you hold the shares for a long time or wait for Qingyun Technology to be resold for cash after listing, it will be a steady profit.

For so many years in the investment industry, Zhao Yun has never seen an old man so caring about a company.

I even said such things as steady profit.

This is a steady profit. No one knows that there are risks in investment. Some investors, after a lifetime of investment experience, dare not say that they encounter a project that can guarantee stable profit.

But the current progress of the project is very slow, or even none.

Zhao Yun couldn't help it.

He has used all kinds of offensives.

But that Wang Yifei seemed to be a selfless lord, he didn't say a word about investment.

Not even a little bit of limelight.

If this continues, Zhao Yun knows that he must not be able to win this investment opportunity.

"Boss, worry about it."

"Fine weather, what are you worried about, tell me about it."

"Row."

Zhao Yun was really helpless, and sat in the lounge area of ​​the golf course with Su Ye, lit a cigarette, slowly expressing his sadness.

"Boss, this matter, I can't persuade you."

"But I have met the founder of our company several times, and I know his character."

"For investment, I can give you an accurate word."

Zhao Yun turned his head and looked at Su Ye, looking forward to his next content.

"Maybe your family will not be able to invest in Qingyun Technology this time."

"but."

"In my opinion, no investment institution can successfully invest in Qingyun Technology."

"Ah, why?"

Seeing Su Ye's swearing expression on his face, Zhao Yun couldn't help but ask with force.

"Because our founder is not short of money at all."

"Not short of money?"

"Haha, how is this possible."

Zhao Yun was directly amused by Su Ye's words.

Everyone is fighting in the business sea, who doesn't know who.

There is no one who does not lack money in business.

No matter how big your scale is, ask him, are you short of money, the answer is definitely lack.

There is no doubt about this.

Zhao Yun thought for a while, probably because Su Ye is now at a relatively low level, seeing the dilemma that Qingyun Technology is facing.

On the face of it, Qingyun Technology is the same with hundreds of millions of users.

But in fact, I don't know how many people are waiting to eat meat secretly.

Some want to carve up Qingyun Technology, and some want to follow the example of Qingyun Technology and invest more capital in the field of instant messaging.

Fully replicate the model of Qingyun Technology.

Isn’t Qingyun Technology free? Some people are robbing you of users with a lot of money. Let alone free, it’s no problem for them to spend some money on users.

Regarding the cognition of the power of capital, Su Ye certainly can't avoid Zhao Yun, who is in the financial circle.

"Okay, Ye Zi, don't persuade me either."

"This failure does not mean that I will fail in the future. Don't worry, I, Zhao Yun, is the boss of our dormitory and will never be defeated so easily."

Su Ye looked at Zhao Yun, who had renewed his fighting spirit, after thinking about it, but still did not speak.

Qingyun Technology is not bad for money, and no one knows better than himself, except for Li Qianqian.

The essence of Su Ye's opening of a company was to check in for his own convenience, and to be able to develop to this stage, um, to be honest, Liang Weinan can be said to have contributed.

Without him, I would not have accepted so many colleagues from the original Mumu Company.

Without him, I wouldn't be upset and want to make QQ grow stronger.

Without him, he would not continue to develop new businesses to make QQ a behemoth now.

so.

Qingyun Technology can develop to the current scale, Liang Weinan can be called the greatest contribution.

"Boss, you're right, I'll treat you at noon, let's drink one."

"Okay, go!"

Zhao Yun waved his arrogant hand and walked out of the golf club with Su Ye.

In the parking lot, the two were like two old men, each sitting in the car with a thermos in his hand.

"Ye Zi, go, let's go to the restaurant."

"Today I want to drink you down."

"Don't, take you to eat something good today."

Su Ye refused again and again, and now, with regard to wine, he could not touch it.

Fortunately, Li Qianqian helped to collect the car that was lost last time, otherwise, who knows where it is now.

Although the Longhan Empire said that the security conditions were good, the loss of a few cars or cars would happen from time to time.

"Good things, what good things."

"Let me tell you Ye Zi, Jiangcheng, I have stayed for 4 years. I don't know if this is delicious."

"If you don't understand, just follow me."

Su Ye smiled mysteriously and started the car.

Looking at him like this, Zhao Yun's curiosity was also lifted, and he followed closely to the position of the co-pilot.

As a result, Su Ye's phone rang as soon as he got into the car.

He picked it up and saw that it was Yang Li.

I don't know what the old gentleman who called himself Young Master Su was looking for himself.

"Hey, Master Su is good at noon."

"Thank you so much. Old Cao called me just now. I didn't expect Master Su to do things so quickly."

Su Ye was at a loss.

Who is going to do things fast, brother is very persistent.

"Master Su, it's noon now. I don't know if you can appreciate it. Lao Cao and I will arrange a meal for you at Taoli Courtyard."

"This……"

Su Ye was stunned. He hadn't figured out what was going on, so Yang Li was about to give him a table, and he was still in the Taoli Courtyard.

You know, you have to make an appointment to eat. If there is no appointment, it is estimated that you will have to spend more money to eat.

Thinking of this, Su Ye also had to admire Du Shaofei's business acumen.

The scarcity of things is expensive, which seems to reduce some of the income in front of you, but in the long run, it will definitely make a lot of money.

"Oh, sorry, it seems I took the liberty."

Yang Liduo was a shrewd person. Seeing Su Ye stopped talking, he knew that it was definitely inconvenient for him at noon today.

And the young masters from these big families are very smart in dealing with others, and will not easily reject each other, lest they look bad.

Want to understand this level, Yang Li quickly apologized.

"Since Master Su is inconvenient today, then another day, Master Su, you will be busy."

"okay."

Su Ye had no idea about this call.

Yang Li hurriedly called and said that he would invite himself to dinner, but before he could tell what was wrong, he hung up the phone again.

It's really inexplicable.

"Ye Zi, whose phone call."

"Why do I hear people call you Master Su, can it be..."

Zhao Yun sat in the co-pilot, and suddenly opened his mouth as if suddenly thinking of something.

"Rolling, a dirty mind."

Su Ye cursed and continued to drive forward.

After a while, Su Ye parked the car to the door of a hotel and got out of the car with Zhao Yun.

Looking at the familiar sign of "Jiuzhou International Hotel", Zhao Yun raised his brows.

"Leaf, that's it?"

"The self-service in the Jiuzhou International Hotel has been eaten for more than 10 times in our dormitory, right? Haven't you eaten enough?"

"Who said I came here to eat, just park a car."

"follow me."

Su Ye led the way, and Zhao Yun followed with confusion behind him.

I saw Su Ye crossing a small road where cars cannot be accessed, and then turned 2 small alleys. Before reaching the place, Zhao Yun smelled a scent.

"Yeba, what is this place, it smells good."

"I'll know when I go."

Su Ye didn't explain, and took Zhao Yun through more than a dozen older yards and stopped at a door.

Pushing open the door, there are already many knowledgeable diners sitting on a small bench eating noodles.

Others have no place, so they can only hold a large sea bowl with their hands and eat snoringly.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun's stomach was not too hungry, and he couldn't help letting out a grunting sound.

He swallowed, "Leaf, where did you find this little shop."

Su Ye didn't speak, and said to the old grandmother who was cooking noodles next to her: "Grandma, come two bowls of meat noodles, put more onions and garlic."

"it is good."

The old lady did not lift up and agreed, and took out two lumps of noodles from the next basket and threw them directly into the pot.

One hand used a long wooden chopsticks to stir in the pot, the other hand quickly took down two large sea bowls and put various spices in them.

"Ah, you want spicy oil?"

"Boss, do you want chili?"

"want."

Zhao Yun nodded and looked curiously at the small but quick-moving old lady in front of him, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Grandma, we both need spicy oil, just slightly spicy."

"it is good."

The old grandma agreed, ignored the two, and continued to be busy with her work.

"Ye Zi, to be honest, where did you find this place, it looks good." As he said, Zhao Yun also looked at a fat man who was squatting nearby and sucking noodles.

"Hey, this is when I got off work one night, a friend pulled me over to eat."

After a while, the old grandmother cooked the noodles and added toppings and shouted: "Two bowls of meat noodles, bring them yourself."

"Come on."

Su Ye and Zhao Yun strode over to each other and picked up a bowl of plastic chairs and ate them like this.

This old noodle restaurant hidden in the alley has very simple conditions.

There is only one table on which sits a few golden chain brothers whose tattoos can be seen from the neckline. The rest of the people can only put the bowl on the tattered plastic chair and get a small bench better. Those who are not on the bench can only squat there to eat noodles.

"Exhale—inhale—"

Zhao Yun knew Jiang Cheng's habit of eating noodles. He took a sip of the soup before putting a little noodle into his mouth.

"Fuck, it's delicious."

He hadn't moved the fat and thin chunks of meat on the noodles, but he couldn't stop admiring him.

"Yuba, the food in this noodle restaurant is really delicious, I have decided, and I will settle the daily lunch here in the future."

"Okay."

Su Ye didn't say much, eating the noodles in the bowl snoringly, adding another bite of meat from time to time.

"good to eat."

"Really delicious."

"It's so enjoyable."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but admire as he ate. The two young men ate up all the noodles in the bowl after a while.

Even Zhao Yun can see the bottom of the bowl after drinking the soup.

"Cool!"

Zhao Yun gave a big hiccup, only feeling warm.

"Yes, it's cold. I eat a bowl of noodles and some soup, and I feel warm."

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, and he was extremely relaxed and relaxed.

Since entering Dad's investment company after graduation, how long has he not eaten a bowl of noodles at a small stall so heartily.

Every day, I either screamed with my elder brother and uncle at the dinner table, or the big boss with a chubby belly in various dance halls said I did what you want.

Or alone back to the 180-square-meter flat and looking out the window alone.

Or shuttle through the busy streets of the imperial capital.

As Zhao Jinshan's son, it is certain that the investment company will take over the family.

But he still has to be like many of his peers, starting from the most basic level, and eating all the other people's sufferings one by one.

Sometimes Zhao Yun would ask himself.

Obviously, my father Zhao Jinshan already has a wealth of money, and he can't spend his life with more money in the family.

Why do you have to work so hard, study, and make progress? Why do you have to rack your brains to please some investors? Why do you have to stay up all night and work overtime to analyze the future prospects of a certain project.

These things have nothing to do with him.

He really wanted to go back to college, see the beauties, play games, and drink wine with the brothers in the dormitory every day.

Although everyone can't make much money, living together is a life of being poor and happy.

However, he cannot.

He is the son of Zhao Jinshan. He was born to inherit the family business, not only to inherit the family business, but also to use the various financial knowledge he learned in college to enable his company to continue to develop.

"Boss, let me ask you something."

Su Ye's words interrupted Zhao Yun's thoughts. He didn't turn his head, just looked at the old grandma who was busy cooking noodles and said, "Let's talk, what's the matter."

"Ask that grandma, do you need investment?"

"Fuck, Ye Zi, what do you think." Zhao Yun looked at Su Ye with an expression of caring for the mentally retarded: "This is a small noodle restaurant, although the noodles and toppings taste good, but what do you say I invest in him? ?"

"How much benefit can it bring me, and how long the project cycle will be..."

Zhao Yun began to chatter.

Su Ye didn't mind, she just watched him talk loudly and sputtering stars everywhere.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Yun looked at Su Ye: "So, you said, why should I invest in him."

"Because of love."

"Love?"

"Correct!"

Su Ye stood up and patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder to signal him to leave with him.

As for the meal price, Su Ye had already paid for the noodles.

"Boss, get along for four years, I know your character, Shi Jin knows it too, only you—"

"I have always turned a deaf ear to my hobbies, and I even wonder if you don't know your hobbies."

"How can I not know my hobby."

"I like sports, music, art, playing football, reading..."

"It's not these, it's something you really love or even love from the bottom of your heart."

"Oh, then I know what you are talking about."

"It's a beauty, isn't it."

"This handsome guy is male and loves female, isn't it like that? Ye Zi."

"Hahaha..."

Su Ye stood calmly and looked directly at Zhao Yun.

Under his gaze, Zhao Yun laughed for a while before having to stop.

"What's wrong, am I wrong?"

"It's not right, even a big mistake."

Su Ye stared at Zhao Yun, who was gradually returning to normal in front of him.

"Boss, you actually know what you like in your heart, right."

"It's just that you have never dared to tell us, or even dared to tell yourself, right."

"Not..."

"What's wrong, you just don't dare."

Su Ye's voice suddenly increased, "Boss, ask yourself, say it out loud, what is your hobby."

Zhao Yun was silent.

He invited Wang Yifei out to play today, but Wang Yifei did not loosen his breath.

It has already made him feel extremely frustrated.

After Su Ye said a few words, he barely recovered.

As a result, just now after eating a large bowl of meat noodles in this dilapidated small noodle restaurant with extremely crude conditions.

His emotions spread out again.

Yes.

He is not an investment genius at all.

Why did he say that he has eaten at the "Jiuzhou International Hotel" no less than 10 times. It is because he has repeatedly failed in his previous investments and brought his brothers to eat here in order to make amends.

In essence, he is not an investor at all, he has no talent and no love.

But what can Zhao Yun do?

Can he tell his dad, I don’t want to inherit the family business, do I want to do something I like?

he can not.

Not in the past, not now, and still not in the future.

His destiny, from birth, was doomed.

"Okay, Ye Zi, don't say anything, let's go back quickly."

"No!"

"Boss, I sincerely call you the boss. During the four years of university, we all understand your friendship with our brothers, so I don't want to, and I don't want to see you sinking and losing yourself."

"You are our boss, and you must be your own boss."

"Your life, you have to say it."

"What others say, it won't work."

After Su Ye finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Yun without blinking.

From the beginning, Zhao Yun's face turned pale from anger to redness at the back, and now, his eye sockets are moist.

Raising his head, Zhao Yun said in a low voice: "In fact, how can I not know my hobbies."

"I just haven't dared to face it."

"Yes, my hobby is actually not lofty at all, not as foreign as everyone's guess."

"My hobby is……"

Just as Zhao Yun was about to say what he felt, suddenly a crazy dog ​​barking came, and there was a large group of footsteps behind.

"Hit the dog, the dog is crazy, he bites when he sees people, and the one in front runs quickly."

"Kill this mad dog."

"Kill it."

"Someone in front is careful, a mad dog bites someone, run."

There was a loud noise, and Zhao Yun and Su Ye couldn't help looking at each other.

The atmosphere created with great difficulty was destroyed by a dog.

It's so impermanent, so what are you waiting for, run quickly.

But Su Ye and Zhao Yun are in a small alley with people living on both sides, but the key is that no one enters or exits in broad daylight, and the doors of their houses are locked.

Behind him, there was already a mad dog barking, getting closer and closer.

Even Zhao Yun could hear the sound of a dog chain rubbing against the ground.

That's too late.

Zhao Yun smoothly picked up a broom from the side, and Su Ye also picked up a dustpan.

I saw a black dog that was 70-80 cm high and drooling, rushing towards them with a fierce expression.

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