Yang Yi didn't plan to open the shop on the weekend, but he couldn't resist the request of Ding Xiang who wanted to repay him. Hence, the coffee shop on the corner of the street still hung up its signboard on the weekend.
However, Ding Xiang didn't forget about Yang Yi's request. She used the rest time at noon and at night to compile a list of technical and design experts with Mao Peifu. Of course, the consent of the person involved had to be obtained. The process was a little more complicated, but on Monday, they sorted out the list and gave it to Yang Yi.
Mao Peifu also followed. This girl's aura was different when she appeared. She was energetic and did things cleanly.
"This is the list, and this stack is the photocopies of some of their award-winning works. But can I ask what kind of project Mr. Yang wants to do?" Mao Peifu asked directly.
Ding Xiang was a little afraid that her senior sister would have a conflict with Brother Yang. She pulled Mao Peifu's sleeve worriedly.
"It's okay. It's not that I can't say it. I mainly want to make two websites. Both are social networking sites, but different types of social networking sites." Yang Yi waved his hand. He took out a stack of printed paper and handed it to Mao Peifu. He smiled and said, "I have drawn the general framework for you. Then I need your people to join my project and help me make this idea into a reality."
Yang Yi revealed a lot of details in the proposal he gave to Mao Peifu, but he wasn't afraid of leaking it because this perfect concept had been registered with the Copyright Association. Others couldn't touch it.
Of course, although the Copyright Association in this world had complete protection, not just anyone could register their ideas as a patent. This kind of concept patent had a very high threshold. Yang Yi had almost written the complete framework and internal function division in detail before he could apply for this concept patent.
Although the proposal given to Mao Peifu could be said to be used by someone who wanted to make the product he originally wanted, it didn't matter. The Copyright Association could completely protect Yang Yi's rights.
Mao Peifu opened the stack of proposals. First, she was shocked by the two websites that Yang Yi had drawn. She couldn't help but read out the two names, "Microbroadcasting and Facebook?"
"Yes, one is a social networking site to share real-time short messages, and the other is a social networking site with a personal homepage. The latter is a bit similar to a personal blog, but it's simpler to operate and more focused on its social function." Yang Yi nodded.
She didn't know why, but when Mao Peifu flipped through the proposal and looked carefully at the introduction of each function, she felt that a new world was appearing in front of her eyes. Her strong heart couldn't help but set off waves.
Mao Peifu secretly clenched her fist, but she still held back her excitement. She first cautiously asked Yang Yi, "Mr. Yang, this project is really good, but I want to know, how much money can you invest in it?"
The question she asked was actually a bit beyond her current identity. However, Mao Peifu thought more, and she couldn't care less about Ding Xiang's anxious eyes.
Yang Yi didn't have to say it, but he didn't care. He said, "I will invest eight million in the beginning, which includes the staff's salary, bonus, and the initial operation and promotion costs. Then, if there is a certain effect, I will add another ten million, or even more!"
At present, he could only take out eight million, and this was the largest round number he could take out after the money from the sale of the TV series copyright of the two books and the income from other copyrights. After deducting the monthly donation to Zhu Luyan's Hope Primary School project and the usual expenses at home!
This amount of money, if thrown into the Internet, wouldn't even make a splash. However, it was enough for the construction of the two websites and the initial server purchase costs! What's more, Yang Yi directly gave them a perfected product that had been modified and innovated countless times, reducing the project team's fumbling and bumping into a wall. Perhaps there would be a surplus of eight million in the initial investment!
The pie that Yang Yi drew made Mao Peifu completely convinced. Although her family background was good, this girl still wanted to have a certain career and achievements to prove herself.
"I also want to join this project. I can help you manage the personnel and help you deal with the public relations issues!" Mao Peifu looked at Yang Yi eagerly. "I don't want a salary now."
"Then what do you want?"
"I want a future option commitment!"
…
After all, he wasn't familiar with Mao Peifu. Of course, Yang Yi wouldn't give her a commitment right away, but he still gave Mao Peifu a chance to participate.
In the follow-up work, Mao Peifu's management ability, which had been influenced by her family since childhood and honed by the work of the Student Union, gradually showed itself. The division of the two tasks of the project, the personnel arrangement, and the time control were all sorted out in an orderly manner by her.
Not only that, under her management, the immature or careless college students worked well with each other. Even if there were occasional small disputes, there were no major problems.
Naturally, Mao Peifu also won the option commitment of a future start-up company for herself. Of course, this was all in the future!
…
After finalizing the two websites, Microbroadcasting and Facebook, Yang Yi had a headache because of his daughter's complaints …
"It's so difficult to write, PaPa, why is Xi Xi's name so difficult to write?" The little girl held her small cheeks, pouted, and sat in front of the newly bought children's desk, sulking. "Qiqi and Chen Shiyun's names are not difficult to write!"
After learning the strokes for a week, the teachers began to assign a new task, that was, every child had to learn how to write their own names.
This was great. Some children with more complicated names wanted to cry, such as Lan Xin and Yang Xi …
Yang Luoqi, Chen Shiyun, Nan Zhaoyu, these three children's names were all three characters, but their three characters were relatively simple. Compared to Yang Xi and Lan Xin, who had two characters, it was much easier to write!
"PaPa? Why can't Xi Xi be called Yang Yiyi? This is easy to write? "The little girl said with a big imagination.
Later, Yang Yi learned from other parents that there was indeed a child in another class named Xiao Yiyi, but he was a boy.
In the face of his daughter's complaints, Yang Yi could only smile bitterly.
There was no other way!
When Murphy gave Xi Xi a name, he was not present! If he knew that his daughter would complain all night, Yang Yi was afraid that he would give his daughter the simplest name, even if it was a homophone with his name …
Fortunately, Yang Yi was very good at dealing with his daughter. He helped his daughter to tuck her hair behind her ear and smiled slightly. "How about this? Today, Daddy will write your name with Xi Xi. Write a very, very big character. After a few times, you will definitely learn it! Then, if Xi Xi learns it, Daddy will tell you more of the story of Journey to the West tonight. "
"Where were we last time? Did you say that Tang Sanzang was caught by a monster, and then Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie went to find him and fought in the Fire Cloud Cave? " Yang Yi smiled and said, "Xi Xi, do you know that this monster is a child, and his father is actually the Bull Demon King, Sun Wukong's big brother when he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace?"
"Really? A child monster? Who is the Bull Demon King? Isn't he very powerful? " Xixi's attention was immediately attracted by Yang Yi, and she had forgotten her little resentment just now. She looked at her father with her big eyes and asked expectantly.
She had forgotten the story of the Bull Demon King, but she still remembered when he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace.
"You have to learn how to write first. Daddy will hold your hand and teach you how to write, okay?" Yang Yi asked gently.
"Okay then!" The little girl was suddenly very motivated and took the initiative to put her small hand holding the pen into her father's big hand.
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