His mother was never short of money. She could spend as much as she wanted and however she liked.
Since he was a child, he had no concept of money.
After going to college, he deliberately disagreed with his mother and went to work in a fast food restaurant, but his mother still sent money to his card, even if he had already cut the card in a fit of anger.
Now that he had graduated, his mother gave him a large amount of support funds. He didn't count how many zeros there were. In short, his savings from hard work had been drowned in the huge number.
He could clearly feel that his mother's attitude towards him was different from before. His mother urgently needed him to participate in the family business.
But, from the bottom of his heart, he had no interest in the home furnishing industry.
What's more, his family was already doing very well in the industry. Not only did they have their own brand, but they also worked as an OEM for global home furnishing giants.
His mother's ambition was to find no opponent in the home furnishing industry in the future even with a telescope. It was said that this was the hope of his father, who he had never met, for his mother.
His mother's vision was about to be realized. In the past five years, his mother had single-handedly operated the global home furnishing industry's mergers and acquisitions.
Staying in an industry that he was neither interested in nor able to use his expertise, he was a little dispirited.
Through these few days of observation, he found that being a real estate agent and dealing with people was a very interesting thing.
Real estate agents said it was not difficult, but it was not easy either. It was not difficult because what real estate agents had to do was very simple, which was to introduce suitable housing sources to customers who were willing to buy or rent.
Why was it not easy? Because it was difficult to build trust with customers.
He had only read a few classic books on group psychology and behavioral psychology, so his understanding of psychology was not deep. But, he now wanted to study the minds of customers.
His uncle was clearly a reliable person, and he was also a highly educated and honest person. Why couldn't he win the trust of customers?
Was it really like what his uncle said, that their business was too small?
His uncle's love did not improve at all, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to it. He regarded his uncle's business as his own, leaving early and returning late every day, devoting himself to the shop.
"I'm from 22nd Century Real Estate …"
"Hello, I'm from Zhongyuan Real Estate …"
"Sir, hello, I'm from Chase Real Estate …"
Fu Yao dialed the number again and again.
Finally, he leaned back on the chair.
Zhou Fen asked curiously, "Will this cause a dispute?"
He didn't understand why Fu Yao would pretend to be someone from a famous real estate agent.
Fu Yao smiled and said, "Have you noticed a problem?"
Zhou Fen said, "Tell me about it."
He felt that Fu Yao had a deeper meaning.
Fu Yao said, "Haven't you noticed something? When I told them that I was a salesperson for a big company, they were willing to chat with me for a while and were even willing to contact me further. When I told them that I was Chase Real Estate, a real estate agent that they had never heard of, they didn't have the patience to listen to me. "
Zhou Fen smiled and said, "There are 22nd Century Real Estate stores everywhere, and they have already formed a brand effect. We are just a small store, and they won't recognize us."
Fu Yao smiled and said, "Therefore, we need to repackage, transform, and start a second business."
"Us?" Zhou Fen's focus was on this word. These days, she had more or less understood Yao. He was a rich second-generation heir and was not in the same circle as them.
Fu Yao stood up and said, "Yes, we, I will establish a real estate group."
"Group?" Zhou Fen's focus was still different from others. 'Why not a company?'
Fu Yao paced back and forth and said seriously, "We see that the Internet is using technology to fully empower and completely transform traditional industries. Of course, the real estate industry can do the same. Real estate agency services are mainly divided into three parts: housing, communication, and transaction. We want to use the Internet to achieve a closed loop between offline and online, achieving a close connection between housing, clients, owners, and agents. This will make the information more detailed, transparent, and timely, thus significantly improving the efficiency of transactions. "
Zhou Fen was stunned when she heard that.
Fu Yao said, "To put it bluntly, we want to build a real estate agency platform."
This was the first time Zhou Fen heard Fu Yao say so much at once. She asked curiously, "Will this work?"
Fu Yao smiled and said, "The logic of the rise and development of Internet agencies is the penetration of the Internet into the real estate industry and the awakening of buyers' thinking, reducing the possibility of information asymmetry. Many companies are already doing this and there are already successful cases, so why can't we?
If we want to surpass and make a breakthrough in the real estate industry, we can only rely on the Internet. "
Zhou Fen said, "SouFun is already the leader in the real estate industry. The unit I used to work at used their system. Basically, every second-hand housing agency uses their system. The cost of publishing second-hand housing is very high."
Fu Yao smiled and said, "They are both referees and athletes. Their clients are real estate agents. Can real estate agents endure it for long? If we want to do it, we will only stick to being a pure information publishing platform. "
Zhou Fen smiled and said, "It's easier said than done."
Fu Yao suddenly used his mother's tone and said, "A problem that can't be solved with money is called difficult."
That night, he treated his uncle and Zhou Fen to a meal and discussed the entrepreneurial plan that he had been thinking about for the entire afternoon.
To his surprise, Fu Bing was against it.
Fu Bing said, "Are you kidding me? Money doesn't make a sound even if it's thrown into the water. With that tens of millions, we might as well open dozens of stores, renovate them luxuriously, create a chain brand, and hire hundreds of salespeople. That's the easy way to earn money. "
Zhou Fen nodded in agreement. "We can open two stores first. It doesn't need to be too big, just seventy to eighty square meters. Hire a dozen salespeople and take a small step first."
Fu Yao smiled and said, "I've already decided."
"You stinky kid, what have you decided? You're making a blind decision. " Fu Bing did not expect his nephew to be so stubborn. His nephew had always listened to everything he said. He was an amiable and honest child and did not have any ulterior motives.
Fu Yao finished the beer in his glass and smiled. "I've decided to be the biggest real estate agent in China."
Fu Bing said, "I'm going to call your mother."
This was his trump card.
For his nephew's future, even if he did not want to contact his sister, he had to give her a call.
Fu Yao smiled and said, "I'll definitely call my mother."
The money he had was enough for him to squander for the rest of his life.
However, entrepreneurship was not enough, especially in the Internet industry.
He wanted to ask his mother for help.
Fu Bing sighed.
When he got home, Fu Yao did not follow him upstairs. He saw that Fu Yao was calling his sister under the influence of alcohol.
After a while, Fu Yao hung up.
He quickly went over and asked, "What did your mother say?"
Fu Yao said, "My mother isn't giving me money."
Fu Yao sighed in relief. "I knew it. Your mother isn't that stupid."
Fu Yao shook his head. "She asked me to write an investment proposal first. She'll introduce me to investors."
"Introduce investors?" Fu Bing was about to continue asking, but his nephew had already gone upstairs and locked himself in his room.
In the following days, it was very difficult for him to see Fu Yao's shadow.
Fu Yao was outside doing research every day. Occasionally, when he came back, he would be typing away on the keyboard.
A month later, when his nephew announced to him that he had succeeded, he realized that his nephew had lost weight.
It was a day of continuous autumn rain.
The worn-out sign on the roof of the Zhong Zai Corporation building that had been used for twenty years looked brand new after being washed by the rain.
Qi Hua looked at the business proposal in his hand and hesitated for a long time.
Sitting in his current position, he did not need to care about such a small matter.
However, the young man in front of him was introduced to him by his acquaintance, Fu Xia, so he had to be careful.
After pondering for a long time, he smiled and said, "Xiao Fu, wait for a while. I'll discuss it with my colleagues and get back to you later. We're not a bureaucratic company. What we care about is efficiency."
Fu Yao stood up and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qi. I'll wait here."
Qi Hua pressed his hand down and said, "Sit, sit. You're welcome. Your mother and I are old friends. If you think highly of me, just call me uncle."
He left the office. He did not take the elevator. Instead, he took the stairs and went upstairs.
When he saw Wang Ziwen coming out of Li He's office, he hurried over.
Wang Ziwen was about to speak when he was stopped by him. He asked in a low voice, "Mr. Li is here today?"
Wang Ziwen said, "He's here. We need his signature for the American acquisition."
Qi Hua said, "It's a coincidence that he's here today."
He knocked on the door and entered. Li He did not even look up.
He handed over the proposal in his hand and said, "Mr. Li, there's a proposal that I can't decide on. I need you to confirm it."
"What else can't you decide on?" Li He still did not look up. He put down the pen, picked up the proposal and flipped through it casually. He smiled and said, "It's a good project. As long as the person is reliable, he can invest in it."
He threw it back on the table and hugged the teacup.
Qi Hua said, "The proposal was submitted by Fu Xia, Mr. Fu's son. Mr. Fu called me in advance. This favor … "
"Business is business. What favor?" Li He blew on the tea leaves. After a long time, he pretended to pick up the proposal again casually and flipped through it again.
His son had grown up.
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