Chapter 333 is all part of Play (Happy National Day!) Chen Zhuo's plan is to take control of Taomi Technology and win over these three young people who are quite talented in gaming. Turn them from entrepreneurs into workers, or in other words, pua them into "entrepreneurial" workers. However, this is just the general idea, and it is impossible to fully anticipate the details that may arise during the operation. Therefore, whether it was the previous acting with Lao Zeng or the current cooperation with Song Shiwei, he relied entirely on improvisation to cope with it. If there is a small mistake, find a way to solve it immediately. Therefore, Chen Zhe had never expected Song Shiwei to bring up the word "lover". However, judging from the description, it seems to be talking about himself. For a moment, Chen Chu was also a little surprised, and he was embarrassed because he suddenly didn't know how to refute. You can't just scold yourself, can you? But there was no other way. How could the play go on without speaking? So under the eager anticipation of Wang Haibin and others. Chen played with the ballpoint pen cap and said in a nonchalant tone, "Ms. Song is still too confident. You know, different trades are like different mountains. Your lover has never been in the gaming industry before. Does that mean he will definitely succeed?"

"Maybe... ahem..." Chen coughed and thought it was a bit painful to belittle himself. "Maybe you were just lucky before you fell in love?" Chen Zhuo said lightly: "Now is an era full of opportunities. A little success doesn't mean anything..." "OK OK." Wang Haibin hurriedly interrupted Chen Zhuo's speech. How could the conversation suddenly escalate into a personal attack? He glanced at Ms. Song out of the corner of his eye, fearing that this wealthy lady would leave the table in a rage because her husband was slandered. but. People just listened there quietly. You can even take your time to enjoy a cup of hot tea. Doesn't seem to mind at all. "What's happening here?" Wang Haibin wondered if Ms. Song, who was still so young, was so open-minded that she could accept all the criticisms against her lover? And the female assistant whose surname is "Cong", did she choke while drinking water? Why is your face so red? "There are too many people seeking fame and reputation nowadays. I advise Ms. Song to open her eyes. It is possible that there are other mysteries behind your husband's successful project..." Chen Zhuo is still stubbornly slandering himself. He had never thought that a good business negotiation could be turned into a "criticism and self-criticism" conference. "Guangfeng." Even Wei Zhen, who didn't like Ms. Song very much, felt that it was a bit too much. He said, "Even if Ms. Song's husband is luckier, to be able to succeed in the fierce business competition, his ability must still be..." "Bah!"

Song Shiwei suddenly put the porcelain cup in his hand on the table. The noise was not loud, but everyone could hear that the action contained emotional dissatisfaction. "Mr. Wei!" Cong Ni, who was laughing just now, now looked serious. She leaned forward, glared at Wei Zhen and said, "Please be respectful. Can you just comment on Mr. Song's lover?" "I'm sorry..." Wei Zhen's eyeballs almost fell onto the table. Someone just said a lot of nonsense, but it's the same as if you didn't hear anything. I'm just trying to smooth things over, and I'm not making any malicious accusations. Why are you arguing with me now? Several people in the conference room, even the clerical staff who were coming in and out to help pour tea, all turned their eyes to Cong Ni who was making trouble. Cong Ni had an innocent look on her face, thinking, what are you looking at me for? All of you are a part of this couple’s play. Including me, too. So what can I do? "Mr. Song, Guangfeng and Wei Zhen didn't mean that..." At this time, Chen Yunpeng, the oldest and most stable, quickly spoke up. "They want to say that your wife has so many big projects, and we are just a small company now, but it is very tedious to operate." Chen Yunpeng's turn was abrupt, but it did make some sense: "A game needs to be promoted and advertised, and bugs need to be fixed constantly. Moreover, web games are prone to failure. It's not worth your time to manage it." After listening to this, Song Shiwei seemed to understand something and no longer cared about Wei Zhen's mistake in speaking. "Guangfeng." Chen Yunpeng said to Chen Zhuo: "We understand your difficulty in only paying 60 yuan. Although you are backed by Zhongda and have no shortage of money, every penny must be strictly reviewed and approved." “Before the company has achieved results, has a reputation, and has influence.” Chen Yunpeng smiled bitterly and said, "It's good that they are willing to give 60 yuan. After all, we are not graduates of CUHK, so the support will definitely be discounted." "Hey~" Chen Zhuo sighed, as if Chen Yunpeng had hit the nail on the head. Wang Haibin and Wei Zhen both wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. The boat was about to capsize, but fortunately Old Chen reacted quickly and saved the boat from a disaster. Sure enough, the road to entrepreneurship is full of bumps and bumps! "Mr. Song." Wang Haibin also said: "The gaming industry is somewhat different from traditional industries. Even if a game is very popular when it is first launched, an inadvertent version update may cause a large number of players to leave." "It's not that you can't hold the controlling stake, it's just that the risk is too great." Wang Haibin persuaded them with both emotion and reason: "Especially, 'Mole Manor' is a casual web game, targeting younger players, which is completely different from several popular games on the market."

"But." Cong Ni still said stubbornly: "Our Mr. Song has invested, so he usually has the final say." "I can understand..." Wang Haibin thought that these wealthy investors were probably like the coal bosses who are making movies nowadays. Relying on their wealth, they don’t care about the quality of movies or TV series at all. Wang Haibin said considerately: "I don't know if your husband knows about this. Do you want to discuss it with him?" "I would like to draw on his rich experience in the business world and his outstanding foresight." Wang Haibin flattered him and said, "I may not agree with your bold decision." Next, Wei Zhen turned on his computer and used PPT to describe the setbacks, problems and risks that might be encountered after the game was released. The existence of traceability can not only share risks, but also provide strong technical support. This PPT was obviously made recently, because the previous content was about predicting how popular "Mole Village" would be in the future, attracting the attention and interest of investors. Now, I am revising the PPT content overnight based on the investors’ questions. This also verifies the saying that all actions in business are profit-oriented. We talked like this until the evening, when the setting sun passed over the mountains, leaving behind rolling and surging clouds in the sky, and the conference room was filled with the colors of the sunset. It looks like golden light and orange-red, and there is a feeling of laziness and romantic fatigue that is faintly emerging on everyone. The PPT was finally finished, and now the three partners of Taomi Technology were waiting for the opinions of the two investment representatives. Ms. Song seemed to be somewhat convinced. She sat in silence for a while, picked up her phone and said, "Wait a minute, I'll make a call." Wang Haibin and Wei Zhen looked at each other, not knowing whether this was a call to their loved ones, but it at least meant a positive signal. It is very likely that Ms. Song has become reluctant and no longer insists on holding a 51% stake. When Chen Zhuo was the only one left in the conference room, Chen Yunpeng said to him, "Guangfeng, you have also seen the various problems that may be encountered after the game is released. I wonder if you can make some additional investments?" Compared with Ms. Song, Suhui is obviously easier to talk to. Not only because of his closer personal relationship with Chen Zhuo, but also because he had never thought of asking for controlling rights from the beginning. It was just that the price did not meet the company's development needs. Chen glanced at the direction where Song Shiwei left without being noticed. "Then I'll call Mr. Zeng and ask for instructions." Chen said as he picked up the phone. ······ (One more chapter tonight.) (End of this chapter)