A project that everyone was optimistic about was not called venture capital, but crowdfunding?
Yes, Boss Pei's words were still subverting common sense, but they were very thought-provoking. What's more, they contained deep philosophical thoughts.
Everyone around the conference table was thinking about the meaning behind Boss Pei's words.
Although it made sense, they still felt that something was wrong.
Pei Qian flipped through the pitiful piece of paper in his hand, trying hard to find more 'success factors' on it. However, he failed.
The content of this investment proposal was' bold and unconstrained '.
The initiator of this project was called Zhang Wang. Although there were no photos or personal information on this investment proposal, Pei Qian could not help but imagine a comedic image.
More than half of this investment proposal was talking about the bright future of the shared phone booths.
"With the development of mobile communication technology, cell phones have become a standard for almost everyone. However, very few people use the public phone booths as a symbol of the city's public services.
"They have been left unused for a long time, abandoned, and even ushered in the misfortune of being demolished!
"I have to say that this is a break in cultural heritage, the disappearance of precious memories, the pain of the development of the times, and the common loss of every citizen!"
At this point, Pei Qian could not help but want to make an 'old man, subway, cellphone .jpg' expression. However, everyone was watching. Thus, he used his good acting skills to control himself.
"My goal is to let the public phone booths be nourished by the thinking of the Internet and revitalize them!
"On the basis of continuing the functions of the public phone booths, the shared phone booths will use art to reshape the public's aesthetics, use emotions to evoke the public's memories, use convenience to change the public's lives, and use performance art to show the value of the brand to the entire society!"
Pei Qian could not help but feel emotional. This person was quite proficient in using parallel sentences. This language level was at least that of a second-year middle school student.
The rest of the proposal was basically a mountain of fog. In any case, there was no specific proposal for this project. There was only a dry figure: budget of two hundred thousand yuan.
At the end of the proposal was a contact: cell phone number.
Pei Qian handed the proposal to He Desheng. "Give him a call and ask when he's free to come over to talk about the project."
He Desheng wrote down this person's phone number and made a call.
A moment later, He Desheng returned. "Boss Pei, he said to wait for a while. He's on his way. He'll be here in about ten minutes."
Pei Qian: "…"
So fast?
Actually, I just wanted to set up a time and talk later.
But on second thought, this was normal.
The investment proposals that Dream Realization Ventures had accepted were basically local projects in Jingzhou. Zhang Wang probably lived in Jingzhou and was probably not far from Dream Realization Ventures.
It was reasonable to assume that Zhang Wang did not have a proper job. The other investment companies probably would not even bother with his proposal. Thus, his schedule should be quite relaxed.
It was normal for him to be on call. It would be abnormal if something happened to him …
Since it was ten minutes, he would wait.
Pei Qian whipped out his cell phone and casually browsed the web.
As for He Desheng and the others, they seized the time to circulate the investment proposal, studying it word by word.
Although this proposal did not look reliable in all aspects, there must be something about it that moved Boss Pei!
Since that was the case, wouldn't he be able to understand a little about Boss Pei's investment thinking if he found this point?
This was only a small business deal of two hundred thousand yuan, equivalent to only one percent of the previous investment. However, as the saying went, a small clue revealed a big picture. Perhaps it was this kind of small business that would allow them to better understand the essence of Boss Pei's investment?
Everyone around the conference table frowned, constantly wavering between doubt and self-doubt.
Not long after, hurried footsteps came from outside.
"I'm here, I'm here to talk about the project!"
Pei Qian looked up and saw a well-built, muscular man barging in from outside.
It was already January, and the weather outside had turned cold. It was a few degrees below zero all year round. However, this muscular man was only wearing a rather perfunctory black jacket and jeans. He looked very energetic and did not look cold at all.
The jacket, jeans, and sneakers were not from expensive brands, but they were all very clean. It looked like he had washed them frequently.
There was no hat, scarf, mask, or gloves. Even though he was wearing a jacket and jeans, one could tell that this man was not small. He was like a small mountain.
What was more eye-catching was his long, flowing hair. It was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of his head. A few locks of hair at the front flew in the wind. He looked like an artist.
However, this' sage-like 'feeling did not match his figure at all.
Pei Qian was silent for a moment.
This Zhang Wang was very different from the image he had imagined.
He had thought of many liars or idiots, but he had never imagined that it would be a muscular man. No one would doubt that he was a bodyguard.
Ma Yang whispered in Pei Qian's ear, "From the looks of it, he might have run all the way here."
Pei Qian also realized that Zhang Wang's forehead was covered in sweat. His face was flushed, and he was panting slightly. This should not be the reaction of a short strenuous exercise. It was most likely a long-distance run or a bicycle ride.
Long-distance run or bicycle ride on such a cold day was quite confusing.
The atmosphere around the conference table became quiet. Everyone had probably never seen such a scene before.
Zhang Wang was also at a loss. He lowered his voice and repeated, "I'm here to talk about the project."
Pei Qian stood up abruptly and called out to the others. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and prepare some tea! Come, Mr. Zhang, please take a seat. "
Pei Qian raised his hand and gestured for Zhang Wang to sit on the empty seat opposite the long conference table.
Someone handed him a cup of hot tea. Zhang Wang reached out to take it and thanked Pei Qian profusely.
Pei Qian said, "There's no hurry. Drink slowly. It must have been hard on you all the way here. Let's calm down first. We can talk about the project slowly."
Zhang Wang blew on it and finished the entire cup of tea in one go. He looked at the young man who had been talking to him all this while.
Obviously, this was his investor, but he did not know how to address him.
He Desheng quickly introduced them. "This is Boss Pei, the President of Tengda Corporation. This is Boss Ma, the CEO of Dream Realization Ventures."
Zhang Wang was very excited. "Boss Pei, Boss Ma, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity!
"Next, I'll explain my project to the two of you, sharing umbrellas!"
"We often encounter problems like this. We go out on a rainy day without an umbrella. We can buy one from the roadside. Not only is it expensive, but it's also not good quality! "
Pei Qian: "?"
He raised his hand and gestured for Zhang Wang to stop. "Stop, stop, stop. What's your project?"
Zhang Wang was stunned. "Umbrella sharing."
Everyone around the conference table had a huge question mark on their heads.
Pei Qian cleared his throat. "But your proposal is for a shared phone booth."
Zhang Wang was stunned. Then, he smiled awkwardly. "Yes, yes, yes. Sharing phone booths is also my project!
"I'm sorry, Boss Pei. I have too many ideas and can't remember them.
"Boss Pei, I wonder if you're interested in my umbrella sharing project? Do you want to invest in it together? "
Ma Yang's eyes were full of interest as he whispered, "Brother Qian, this project seems more reliable than the phone booths!"
Pei Qian's face darkened.
Umbrella sharing? Why would I invest in such a reliable project?
Er, it's hard to say if it's reliable, but at least it's useful.
If it's useful, it means it's risky!
Pei Qian shook his head. "I'm not interested in umbrella sharing for now. Let's talk about shared phone booths."
"Alright, Boss Pei." Zhang Wang did not look too disappointed. "Shared phone booths originated from my nostalgia for public phone booths …"
Pei Qian had a feeling that Zhang Wang was going to start a long and meaningless speech. He quickly raised his hand and gestured for Zhang Wang to stop.
"Alright, alright. There's no need to explain the details of the project. Your investment proposal is already very detailed."
He Desheng subconsciously looked at the investment proposal.
How could this piece of paper be considered 'very detailed'???
Pei Qian continued. "I'll simply ask you the most important question. Try your best to answer me as simply and directly as possible, alright?"
Zhang Wang nodded. "No problem, Boss Pei!"
"You want to invest two hundred thousand yuan. How did you come up with that number?"
Zhang Wang answered confidently, "Boss Pei, I calculated it."
"I intend to invest in twenty shared phone booths. Each booth will cost ten thousand yuan.
"The booths will be 2.4 meters tall, made of tinplate, sprayed with high-temperature paint, exquisitely carved vintage door handles, and decorated wooden floors. The workmanship is exquisite, and the design is beautiful. The price of the booth itself will be about five thousand yuan.
"On top of that, I'll have to leave an extra five thousand yuan for the other costs of the booth.
"So, that's a total of two hundred thousand yuan."
Zhang Wang finished speaking and looked at Pei Qian expectantly.
Pei Qian pondered for a moment. "That won't do.
"A total of two hundred thousand yuan. Are you going to invest it all at once? How can I do this without emergency funds?
"How about this? I'll give you five hundred thousand yuan. Think carefully about what else you can add to the phone booth. If you really can't, you can redesign the entire booth from the inside out!"
Zhang Wang was overjoyed. "Alright, Boss Pei! No problem! "
Pei Qian thought of something else and said, "That's right. This booth must be easy to install and dismantle. That's my only request."
Zhang Wang pondered for a moment and nodded. "Alright. Although I don't think that's necessary, I'll definitely complete your request, Boss Pei!"
Pei Qian did not have any other requirements for this project. He just hoped that the booth would be easy to dismantle. After the project failed, the booths could be dismantled more smoothly and sold as scrap metal so that they would not become garbage in the city.
After all, Boss Pei's goal was to incur losses. He could not burden the city. He had to be a man of character.
Speaking of which, Pei Qian finally noticed that the System did not issue a warning even though it was such an unreliable project.
Could it be that five hundred thousand yuan was not considered money in the System's eyes?
After all, the System had already allowed him to donate five million yuan to charity.
Pei Qian could not help but feel emotional. System, System, it looks like you still don't understand the concept of 'nipping at the bud'.
Many five hundred thousand yuan could add up to an ocean!
No matter what, it was a good start to squander half a million yuan!
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