If last night was a sleepless night, then today's meeting had already made Wei Feng so excited that he almost forgot himself.
In the meeting just now, their president, Lu Zhou, once again announced the news of the successful financing. Not only that, but he also fulfilled the promise he made about the shares.
From today onwards, he was one of the shareholders of Campus Assistant. Although it was only 1.3% of the shares, and he did not know how much would be left after a few rounds of financing, this did not hinder his excitement and pride in his identity.
His persistence and trust for more than a month finally did not go to waste.
When he returned to the dorm, his roommates were playing games.
The guy sitting at the door saw him come back and asked with a smile.
"Where did Brother Feng go? We couldn't even find you when we were playing."
"It's a club meeting, you guys have fun. I still have something to do, so I won't be coming," Wei Feng said with a smile.
The things he learned in the past month were more than what he learned in a semester. Also, the valuable software development experience was something he could not learn in class.
However, this alone was not enough. Their entrepreneurial team gathered the best of the best, and he deeply felt his own lack of strength. If it was not for the fact that he was the only programmer in the technical department other than Brother Rong, he would not have become the deputy manager of the technical department.
In order not to be left behind by the best, and in order not to be replaced by the latecomers, this 1.3% of shares was like a burning iron, chasing him forward.
Just now, he went to the library and borrowed two books from the book list that Rong Hai gave him. He planned to use his spare time to learn those advanced algorithms by himself.
Maybe in terms of talent, he was not as good as others.
However, he felt that as long as he was willing to put in the effort to learn, he would not be too far behind.
"Another meeting? I told you there's a problem with that club. It's just a waste of time, "Li Ruizhe said as he clicked the mouse.
Although he was in the dorm next door, every time he played games, he would move his computer here.
When Wei Feng heard this, he was suddenly a little unhappy. He said, "It's not a waste of time, I feel like I'm living a fulfilling life in the team."
Usually, it was fine for him to insult him. After all, this person had some grievances in his stomach, so he just pretended not to hear it.
But on this day, he couldn't pretend that he didn't hear it.
Li Ruizhe laughed and said in an understanding tone, "Heh, isn't it a waste of time? That Fatty Wu may look kind on the surface, but he's practically a faker. He talks to you all day about ideals and expectations, but does he have anything practical? Also, that president is even more ridiculous. I admit that he is good at mathematics, but what kind of management team does he have? Does he even have the slightest bit of leadership? And that Yuan Liwei … "
Wei Feng chuckled. "Oh, something practical. I don't know if shares count."
Li Ruizhe's fingers, which were preparing an ultimate move, stiffened, and he almost used Flash.
This was a public slap in the face …
This was a little awkward.
Li Ruizhe's face remained expressionless as he chuckled and continued, "Shares? What did he promise? I was just coaxing you. How could you believe it? "
Wei Feng laughed and deliberately provoked him. "He wasn't coaxing me. He gave it to me during the meeting today. The contract is here, and it's still warm. Do you want to take a look?"
Hearing this, his roommates, who were not interested in interrupting, were suddenly shocked.
"F * ck, Brother Feng, you're amazing."
"Amazing, amazing. I have to call you chairman in the future."
Wei Feng's face turned red and he coughed. "What chairman? I'm just an odd-job worker. I only have 1.3% of the shares."
"1.3% is not bad! Ma Yun only has 8%. "
"Yeah, yeah, that's very good. Treat us."
The last sentence was the main point.
As for the shares, no one cared too much. It was just the shares of a small startup. Other than bragging, could there really be dividends?
Of course, everyone here could ignore it, except for one person.
Li Ruizhe, who had been complaining that Boss Lu wasn't a good leader, not only felt humiliated, but he was also so jealous that his face was twisted. He had been gone for less than half a month, but that person had actually given shares to everyone who had stayed behind.
Of course, jealousy was jealousy.
Even if it was for the sake of face, he couldn't really show it on his face.
Looking at the proud look on Wei Feng's face, Li Ruizhe couldn't help but say sourly, "It's just a startup. It's in debt and losses. What's the use of shares? It's not like you're helping others for free. Who knows, you might have to help others pay off their debts in the future. "
Wei Feng chuckled and didn't say anything. He sighed in his heart and looked down on Lu Zhou.
If he knew that Campus Assistant had received five million in financing just yesterday, how would he feel? What's more, he said it was a waste of time, but he didn't use the time to do anything meaningful.
Of course, there was no need to say these unnecessary words.
…
One morning in December …
A chicken soup article from a marketing account flooded the WeChat moments of major universities.
[From a debt of 500,000 to a financing of 5 million. This is the story of a group of your peers …]
There were many articles with similar content or titles.
Under the premeditated promotion, impetuous atmosphere spread.
At the same time, the name "Campus Assistant" was also pushed to the peak by this planned marketing.
Behind all of this was a marketing plan written by the CEO of Campus Assistant, Yuan Liwei, and a total marketing budget of 400,000 yuan.
One had to admit that this business genius, who had won the first prize in the Internet Innovation Design Competition, was indeed good at running a company. It hadn't even been two years since the rise of self-media, but this person had already mastered marketing methods to perfection.
Based on the feedback from the number of downloads, this marketing campaign could be said to be quite successful. The results had far exceeded the estimated value of 400,000 yuan. For a time, the topic even overshadowed the Super Curriculum that had just received funding from Ali.
At the same time, taking advantage of this hot topic, a new version of Campus Train was quietly released. Version 1.0 was officially named Campus Assistant. After the update, old users would find that all the functions of the original Campus Train had been integrated into the Campus Assistant app.
It was almost January, and soon, major universities would usher in the peak of school leaving. Campus Train, which had already gained a good reputation among the students of major universities, would be reborn under the new label of Campus Assistant.
Yuan Liwei was full of confidence in this.
On the other hand, Lu Zhou, who had already handed over the position of club president to Fat Wu, used his Weibo account, which had more than 300,000 followers, to post another blog post.
Or rather, an advertisement.
[Campus Assistant 1.0, (dog)]
Although it was not trending this time, Lu Zhou saw that his comment section was exploding.
[Why? Didn't Campus Train fail? Why is it alive again? (crying) (crying)]
[Please, I'm begging you, go back and study your mathematics. Don't come out and attack people! (crying) (crying)]
[Prince charming!!! Do you still need a girlfriend? (pitiful) (pitiful)]
[Oh my god, I, the genius, am being followed by Ms. Ji on Weibo!]
[The saddest thing in life is watching couples show off their wealth, rich people show off their grades, and geniuses show off their love. There's a top student here who likes to flaunt his wealth. Maybe he'll come here in a few days to show off his love. At this moment, I just want to light a 1982 cigarette and be alone.]
[Where's the guy who wanted to bet a million yuan would be ruined by Mr. Lu? Now that one million yuan has become five million yuan (dog)]
[Someone solved a world-class mathematics problem by doing mathematics. Someone wrote a program and raised a few million yuan … My heart hurts. (crying)]
[I might have gone to a fake university.]
When Lu Zhou saw these comments, he suddenly felt bad for his fans.
Thinking about it, it's not easy to be hit like this every day.
Even though they're hit like this, they must be in love with me.
Without saying anything, Lu Zhou sighed and quietly turned off his phone.
He buried his head in the quilt and his shoulders trembled.
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