Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Ruan Fei looked towards Jiangbei and was the first to speak:

"You decide the specifics of how to do it."

"We'll do whatever you say, guys."

"If you tell us to go east, we will never go west; if you tell us to chase the dog, we will never catch the chicken."

Of the three, one was a programmer, another was also a programmer, and the last one was a rich second-generation heir who was just coasting along.

Whether they have professional skills or not is unknown, but their first reaction when something happens is to go to Jiangbei.

That's how I spent my four years of university.

Jiangbei was responsible for thinking, while they were responsible for doing the work.

One person is responsible for drawing up plans... cough, drawing up blueprints, and three people are responsible for doing the hard work.

There is only one bandit leader.

Jiang Bei didn't stand on ceremony. He pulled out an A4 sheet of paper, picked up a pen, and quickly drew two circles and a bunch of arrows.

"The three of you, register a venture capital company."

"Me and... Toothbrush..."

He paused for a moment as soon as he said it, then coughed lightly.

"Ahem, Liu Yifei."

"We're going to register an investment company."

"Then, the two companies jointly established a cultural media company to be responsible for all subsequent business operations."

Ruan Fei and the other two looked up at the same time, their lips curling into wild smiles.

Jiangbei's face didn't turn red at all:

"What's so funny?"

"This is a business meeting, let's be serious!"

The three of them laughed even harder.

Jiangbei had no choice but to pretend he hadn't seen it and continue speaking:

"Your venture capital firm will take a 15% stake."

"The investment company that Liu Yifei and I own accounts for 85%."

As he spoke, his pen never stopped, and in just a few strokes, he drew out the shareholding structure:

"Over the next three years, we will focus on financing, expansion, and bringing in new shareholders..."

"Dilute our side."

"Your fifteen points remain unchanged."

After he finished speaking, the room suddenly fell silent.

It wasn't shock, but rather a quiet that said, "This seems a bit too serious."

Ruan Fei looked down at the paper and didn't say anything.

Cui Hao didn't say anything either.

Both of them were tech-savvy and didn't understand capital.

Even if you don't understand, you still know one thing.

If a business invests its technology and receives even a small percentage of the profits, it's considered a sign of the boss having a change of heart.

Fifteen points...

This is no longer a partnership.

This truly shows they treat them like family.

After several seconds of silence, Ruan Fei slowly raised his head, his voice unusually serious:

"Sixth Brother."

"You're treating us like brothers."

Not an employee.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence.

But everyone understands.

Jiang Bei chuckled: "Nonsense, if I didn't treat you guys like brothers, would I feed you to the stray dogs downstairs?"

"Besides, even if you were to feed it to a dog, the dog would find it too tough!"

In a single sentence, the little bit of emotion that had just begun to build up shattered instantly.

Ruan Fei pointed at him: "Damn it, I was just about to cry, but now all I want to do is hit someone."

Laughter broke out again inside the house.

The initial feeling of being touched vanished instantly.

Jiangbei is very satisfied.

This is the right rhythm.

Being too emotional can easily lead to problems and turn into a "startup rally," which is not suitable for their setup.

……

"besides--"

Jiang Bei turned to look at Guo Jian:

"We'll hold your five points on your behalf for now."

"When you break out of the system, that's when you'll be transferred back to your name."

Guo Jian was taken aback, and just as he was about to speak, Jiang Bei had already raised his hand in advance:

"Don't rush, let the boss draw up the plan first."

"I almost let it slip."

Cui Hao immediately clapped:

"Alright, Boss Jiang has already mastered the art of making empty promises."

Jiang Bei glared at him:

"You don't know anything."

"That's called corporate strategy."

You'll thank me later.

After saying that, he immediately began to appoint his generals:

"Old Ruan, Old Cui."

"You two will continue to be in charge of the technology."

"I will provide you with a completely new website plan within a week."

"When the time comes, we'll develop it accordingly."

Ruan Fei nodded: "No problem."

Cui Hao chuckled: "We guarantee we'll be more diligent than the donkeys in the production team."

Jiang Bei nodded in satisfaction: "Good awareness."

Then, he looked at Guo Jian and deliberately sized him up:

"As for you—"

"My biggest contribution was making that phone call just now."

"The one behind—is responsible for being the mascot."

Guo Jian immediately became furious:

"Bullshit! Why should they do the work while I retire? Should I just get shares for free?"

"No, no!"

"If I actually take it, I'll have nightmares every time I sleep."

Cui Hao laughed: "Your phone call is worth five points."

Ruan Fei added, "Maybe it's worth fifty points."

Guo Jian still shook his head: "No, it's fine to help a brother, but getting shares for free is not my style."

Jiang Bei looked at him and suddenly smiled.

This guy is usually unreliable.

They never let us down when it mattered most.

He stood up, walked over, and put his arm around Guo Jian's shoulder:

"Alright, I'll arrange a lucrative job for you."

Guo Jian's eyes lit up immediately: "What?"

"The business over there at 12530 isn't something that's been going on for just a day or two."

"From now on, handling all the coordination, resource allocation, and networking... it's all up to you."

"How is it?"

Guo Jian slapped his thigh:

"I know this very well!"

"I lie to my dad every day!"

Jiangbei nodded:

"Yes, the main focus is on a business model based on filial piety and parental love."

The room erupted in laughter.

Jiangbei himself almost couldn't hold back:

"Later, we'll also try to persuade your dad to become one of our unofficial consultants."

Guo Jian: "???"

"Sixth Brother, you really want to be my dad's grandson, huh?"

……

After laughing and joking for a while, the group finally stopped laughing.

Jiang Bei gently pressed down on the plan on the table, and lowered his voice:

"Hey guys."

"Starting today."

"We're not working for someone else anymore."

"after--"

"Do it for yourself."

He stretched out his fist and stopped in mid-air.

Without any hesitation, the three of them simultaneously raised their fists.

Four fists gently touched together.

boom.

Nobody made any grand pronouncements.

But there was a light shining in everyone's eyes.

Because they all know it.

This punch conveyed more than just brotherhood.

And their shared future.

……

With the business settled, Ruan Fei and his group didn't linger.

After a few brief and casual words, Jiangbei escorted them to the door.

The door closed.

"Click".

The world became quiet in an instant.

The mixed atmosphere of "startup roadshow + family drama + sworn brotherhood ceremony" was suddenly shut out.

Jiang Bei leaned against the door and let out a long sigh.

"call……"

Finally, it's quiet.

He looked up at the ceiling and couldn't help but smile.

"Two programmers."

"A mascot."

"Add another person to be responsible for making their promises a reality."

"How many years could this combination last in the investment world?"

He shook his head and went back inside, but the smile hadn't faded.

The real work has only just begun.

Company structure.

website.

12530.

And Liu Yifei.

……

One case after another, all waiting for him to sort them out.

Jiang Bei sat down at the computer, his fingers just touching the keyboard, and began to outline each step of the plan.

The endorsement collaboration with 12530 is basically already in sight.

Now that the Guo family has gotten involved, the issue is no longer about "whether to talk" but rather "when to get the stamp of approval."

When necessary...

You can also have Guo Jian "urge the matter through family connections".

The main focus is on accelerating the father-son game.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bei chuckled to himself.

"Others rely on resources to start a business."

"I started my business by taking advantage of other people's family conflicts."

Outrageous, but useful.

He shook his head, forcibly drawing his attention back.

The company structure has been verbally agreed upon.

With 15 percent, those "programmer shareholders" are essentially tied up in advance.

Once 12530 is finalized, we'll refine the investment structure and equity ratios for Liu Yifei's side, and then the entire plan will be complete.

However, there's no rush.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and collect money layer by layer.

Disrupting your rhythm is worse than being broke.

Jiang Bei took a deep breath and began to enter true "work mode".

He organized all the information he had just gathered and wrote it into a document.

Logic, structure, nodes.

Half an hour later, save, archive, and close.

The process is so familiar that it's like making a backup for the future.

Then, he leaned back in his chair, rubbed his temples, and finally managed to clear his mind a little.

It was at this moment that several questions slowly began to emerge.

Is 12530 important?

important.

It is the entry point for cash flow, the starting point for inventory, and the first pot of gold.

Is Liu Yifei important?

It's also important.

It is content binding, a traffic entry point, and an amplifier.

But none of these are the "foundation".

The real determinants of potential lie further in the future.

……

Jiangbei opened his browser, trying to find inspiration to break the deadlock.

The internet interfaces of 2005 were refreshed one by one.

Rough, crowded, and chaotic.

at this time--

The three major portals are still fighting, search is just starting to accelerate, e-commerce is testing its boundaries, and SP (service provider) businesses are flying everywhere.

It looked very lively, but in Jiangbei's eyes, it was more like a "gambling game that hadn't been decided yet."

Every window shouts "opportunity," but behind every opportunity lies a trap.

He began to filter out the opportunities that belonged to him.

E-commerce? Directly out of the question.

"Entering now isn't starting a business; it's becoming a sucker for Jack Ma."

An app? Forget about it.

"The fruit is still in the prototype stage. Developing an app now is like writing code for the future to thin air."

Video websites? Jiang Bei glanced at them.

"A money-burning black hole; once you enter, it's all about spending money to cultivate immortality, and you can forget about leaving the mountain until you reach the Great Ascension stage."

Music platform? He paused, then shook his head.

"Copyright hasn't woken up yet, and users are still in the era of getting things for free."

"Going into making paid music now is like teaching cavemen how to use QR codes to make payments."

The more you sift, the cleaner it becomes; the cleaner it becomes, the harder it is to select.

Jiangbei was even a little speechless.

"The most painful thing for time travelers is not not knowing the future."

"We know the future, but we don't have the money to buy it."

He leaned back in his chair, just about to turn the page again, when an inconspicuous news item popped up in the corner of the screen:

[Fruit brings blogs into the mainstream; startups like Odeo may be facing serious difficulties]

Jiangbei's hand stopped.

The mouse didn't move, and neither did the person.

Only their eyes gradually brightened.

It wasn't just ordinary brightness, it was that kind of—

"Finally, the light I've been waiting for has arrived."

He stared at the name and softly uttered:

"Odeo..."

"I almost forgot about you!"