Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

A project that everyone is optimistic about is not called VC, but crowdfunding?

Well, this sentence of General Pei is still the same subversive common sense, but it is very thought-provoking and contains quite profound philosophical ideas ...

Everyone around the conference table was thinking about the meaning behind President Pei's words.

Although it makes sense, I always feel like something is wrong?

Pei Qian turned over this pitiful piece of paper and tried hard to find more "success factors" on it, but failed.

The contents of this investment plan highlight a "sky and horse".

The initiator of this project is called Zhang Wan. Although there are no photos or personal information on this investment plan, Pei Qian can't help but add a comedy image.

In this investment plan, more than half of the space is talking about the bright prospects of the shared phone booth project.

"With the development of mobile communication technology, mobile phones have become standard for almost everyone. However, public telephone booths, which are one of the signs of urban public services, have been rarely used."

"Long-term idle, deserted, and even usurped doom!"

"I have to say that this is a cutoff in cultural heritage, the loss of precious memories, the pain of the development of the times, and the common loss of every citizen!"

Seeing this, Pei Qian could not help but want to make an "old man, subway, mobile phone.jpg" expression, but after all, in the public eye, he was still stuck with his good acting skills.

"My goal is to make the public phone booth rejuvenated by the Internet thinking!"

"On the basis of continuing the functions of the public telephone booth, the shared telephone booth will reshape the public's aesthetics with art, evoke the public's memories with feelings, change the public's life with convenience, and show brand value to society with performance art!

Pei Qian couldn't help but be sighed, this little parallel is quite proficient, and this language level must be at least the second grade of junior high school.

Behind it are basically some words from the clouds and fog. Anyway, there is no specific plan for this project, only a dry figure: a budget of 200,000.

The contact information is at the end of the plan: mobile phone number.

Pei Qian handed the plan to He Desheng: "Call and ask him when he has time and come and talk about the project."

He Desheng took note of the person's phone number and dialed a number to the side.

After a moment, He Desheng returned: "President Pei, he said that he will be here for a while, and it will take about ten minutes."

Pei Qian: "..."

Is it so fast?

Actually, I just wanted to make an appointment first and then interview later.

But after thinking about it, this is also normal.

These investment plans that Yuanmeng Venture Capital currently accepts are basically local projects in Jingzhou. This vain Zhang lives in Jingzhou and is likely to be not far from Yuanmeng Venture Capital.

It is reasonable to speculate that Zhang delusion has no serious career. It is estimated that other investment companies will simply ignore his plan, so his schedule should be quite loose.

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

Since ten minutes, let's wait.

Pei Qian took out her phone and swiped the webpage casually.

And He Desheng and others are taking the time to circulate this investment plan and carefully study it word by word.

Although this plan looks quite unreliable from all aspects, it definitely has something that impressed Mr. Pei!

In this case, can you understand the idea of ​​CEO Pei Investment a little by finding this point?

Although this is only a small business of 200,000 yuan, which is equivalent to only one percent of the previous investment, but as the saying goes, we may know that this is a small business.

Everyone at the table was frowning, swinging between doubt and self-doubt.

Before long, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

"I'm here, I'm here to talk about the project!"

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

It's already January, and it's getting cold outside, a few degrees below zero all year round, but this muscular man only wears a rather perfunctory black coat and jeans. He has a good spirit and can't see the cold at all.

Coats, jeans and sneakers are not expensive brands, but they are all clean and look like they should be washed very often.

Without hats, scarves, masks, gloves and other "pieces", even in coats and jeans, you can see that this guy is really big, like a hill.

What is more noticeable is his flowing long hair, which has a horsetail pierced his head quite casually. The hair in front of him is fluttering in the wind, which is quite an artist temperament.

It's just that this feeling of "fairy wind bone" and his figure are really incompatible.

Pei Qian was silent for a moment.

This delusion is very different from the image in his imagination ...

He thought about many scammers or fools, but he never expected to be a muscular man. If he was to say that he was a bodyguard, no one would doubt it.

Ma Yang whispered in Pei Qian's ear: "Looking like this, it may come all the way."

Pei Qian also found that Zhang Wei's head was covered with fine sweat, his face was red, and his breath was slightly puffed. The short-term strenuous exercise should not be the reaction, most of which was long-distance running or cycling.

On this cold day, long-distance running and cycling are quite confusing behaviors.

The atmosphere at the conference table was a little quiet for a while. It is estimated that this kind of scene has never been seen before.

Zhang Wei was also a little helpless, lowered his voice and repeated: "I'm here to talk about the project."

Pei Qian stood up suddenly and greeted others: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and prepare tea! Come, Mr. Zhang, please sit down."

Pei Qian raised his hand and motioned for Zhang Wan to sit down in the open space opposite the long conference table.

Someone handed a cup of hot tea next to him, Zhang deliriously took it, and thanked him.

Pei Qian said, "Don't worry, drink slowly, it's been hard all the way, let's get along first, we can talk about the project slowly."

Zhang deliriously blew up, drank a ton of tons of tea, and drank all of a cup of tea, looking at the young man who had been talking to himself on the opposite side.

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

He Desheng hurriedly introduced: "This is President Pei, President of Tengda Group; this is President Ma, CEO of Dream Venture Capital."

Zhang delirious: "President Pei, President Ma, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity!"

"Next, let me talk about my project and share the umbrella!"

"We often encounter such problems, and go out on a rainy day without an umbrella. Buying one on the side of the road is not only expensive but the quality is not good!"

Pei Qian: "?"

As soon as he raised his hand, he signaled that Zhang would hurry up: "Stop, what's your project?"

Zhang deluded: "Share the umbrella."

A huge question mark popped up over everyone at the conference table.

Pei Qian coughed twice: "But what you wrote on this plan is a shared phone booth."

Zhang deluded a moment, then smiled a little awkwardly: "Yes, yes, contributing to the phone booth is also my project!"

"Excuse me, Mr. Pei, I have too many ideas, and I remember them all."

"Mr. Pei, I wonder if you are interested in my shared umbrella project? Would you like to invest together?"

Ma Yang's eyes were full of interest, and he whispered, "Qian, this project seems to be more reliable than a phone booth!"

Pei Qian's face turned black.

Share an umbrella? How could I vote for such a sound project?

Uh, it ’s hard to tell if it ’s not reliable, but at least it ’s useful.

Useful, that means risk!

Pei Qian shook his head: "Share umbrellas are not interested for the time being, let's talk about sharing phone booths."

"Good President Pei." Zhang delirious did not lose much emotion. "The shared telephone booth originated from my nostalgia for the public telephone booth ..."

Pei Qian had a hunch that he was going to start a nonsense long story, and hurriedly raised his hand to signal him to stop.

"Well, you don't need to introduce the details of the project. Your investment plan has been written in great detail."

He Desheng took a subconscious glance at the investment plan.

This page of paper, also called "very detailed"? ? ?

Pei Qian continued: "I will simply ask you one of the most critical questions, and you will answer me as easily and directly as possible, okay?"

Zhang Wei nodded: "No problem, President Pei!"

Pei Qian: "You want 200,000 investment. How did this figure come out?"

Zhang deliberately replied: "General Manager Pei, I figured it out."

"I plan to invest 20 shared phone booths, each of which costs 10,000 yuan."

"The pavilion is 2.4 meters high, tinplate material, plastic sprayed high-temperature baking paint, carved vintage door handles, wooden decorative floor, exquisite workmanship, beautiful shape, the price of the pavilion itself is around 5000 yuan.

"Besides that, other costs in the pavilion have to be left with a surplus of 5,000 yuan."

"So, that adds up to 200,000."

After Zhang delusion finished, he looked forward to Pei Qian with anticipation.

Pei Qian thought for a while, "That won't work."

"A total of 200,000 yuan, all of them were thrown in all at once? How can I do the project without emergency funds?"

"In this way, I will give you half a million. If you think about it, you can add something to this phone booth. It really won't work. You can give me this booth inside and out!"

Zhang deluded overjoyed: "Good CEO Pei! No problem!"

Pei Qian thought a little more and said, "Yes, this pavilion must be well-assembled and dismantled. I just ask for it."

Zhang deluded about it ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ nodded: "Okay, although I don't think this is necessary, but since President Pei has spoken, I must be done!"

Pei Qian has no other requirements for this project. He hopes that the pavilions can be demolished a little bit. After the project fails, these pavilions can be demolished and sold more smoothly without producing urban waste.

After all, Pei's goal is just to lose money, not to burden the city, and to be a qualified person.

Having said that, Pei Qian only noticed at this time that the system did not issue a warning even for such an unreliable project.

Is it because of half a million, that is no longer considered money in the eyes of the system?

After all, the system has allowed five million charity lines.

Pei Qian couldn't help but sigh, system ah system, it seems that you still do not understand the "prevention of micro-du gradually" principle.

A lot of 500,000 can also be accumulated!

Anyway, losing 500,000 first is a good start!