I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 344 On the Eve of Mimo's Launch! 2000 Million US Dollars a Month? I'd love to have that!

"The main reason is that Pony doesn't approve of his startup project."

Liu Zhiping explained with a smile.

Penguin organizes summer entrepreneurship camps to find outstanding talents or invest in entrepreneurial projects with commercial value.

This person didn't want to join Tencent, but Ma Wenteng was unwilling to invest money. So Liu Zhiping remembered Chen Yansen's request and planned to recommend this person to Senlian Capital.

“I trust Mr. Liu’s judgment. Let him come to Xucheng.” Chen Yansen readily agreed.

The implication was that he planned to conduct the interviews himself.

“Okay, I’ll have Zhang Xiaolong inform him,” Liu Zhiping replied.

"Martin, thanks," Chen Yansen added.

"That's all for now. Come find me for tea sometime," Liu Zhiping said before hanging up the phone.

Neither of them mentioned the candidate's name or resume throughout the entire process.

Liu Zhiping didn't say anything, and Chen Yansen wouldn't ask either.

Since the other party has made the offer, Chen Yansen will at least give them an interview opportunity, regardless of their abilities.

at the same time.

In a coffee shop in Pudong New Area, Shanghai.

Mao Chaorong put down his phone, a look of excitement on his face. He then said to Qu Fang across from him, "Zhang Xiaolong called. Mr. Chen from Senlian Capital wants to see me."

"Congratulations!" Qu Fang replied with a smile.

Both were from Jiangcheng and met by chance on the streets of the United States.

One is the head of planning at Bertelsmann, and the other is an MBA student at Stanford University.

After Mao Chaorong graduated, Qu Fang resigned from her high-paying job at Bertelsmann and returned to China with him.

The young man in front of her was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, dressed in a sharp suit, with handsome features and a smile that always played on his lips when he spoke, which made her quite smitten.

Their relationship was more than friends, but less than lovers.

But everyone here is smart. They could see the clues from Qu Fang's decision to quit her job and accompany him back to China to start a business.

But what troubled Qu Fang was that Mao Chaorong didn't seem to have any further intentions towards her.

So I was just imagining things?
Qu Fang smiled bitterly, both happy for Mao Chaorong's progress and regretful for her rash decision.

"I'll book tickets right away and head to Xucheng today." Mao Chaorong picked up his phone and hurriedly started operating it.

"You go ahead, I won't go," Qu Fang said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Mao Chaorong froze on the spot, his hands stopping what they were doing. He asked with a puzzled look, "You also contributed to the product plan for Little Red Dress. How can you not go?"

“I have no interest in starting my own business. I believe you should know why I returned to China.”

Qu Fang took a deep breath, no longer wanting to drag things out, and went straight to the point.

Mao Chaorong's face froze for a moment. After a dozen seconds of silence, he said with a troubled expression, "I thought you came back because you wanted to start a business with me and make money."

Qu Fang chuckled to herself. She finally understood: you can never wake someone who's pretending to be asleep.

"You think I'm not good-looking?" Qu Fang asked again, still angry.

"No." Mao Chaorong shook his head.

"You son of a bitch! You're a real bastard." Qu Fang cursed, picked up her handbag, and left without looking back.

Mao Chaorong was slightly taken aback. He never expected that Qu Fang, a graduate of Beijing Foreign Studies University who had spent six years abroad, would curse so filthily and harshly for the first time.

But he really wasn't interested in Qu Fang.

In his heart, there is only the pursuit of career and financial freedom.

Therefore, in less than a minute, he calmed down and booked the tickets in an orderly manner.

Two hours later, he arrived at Hongqiao Railway Station and boarded a train bound for Xucheng East Station.

Liu Zhiping made it very clear to him that Chen Yansen was short of a project manager in the United States.

As for Little Red Dress's business plan, the other party will naturally review it. Whether he can persuade them to invest depends on his abilities.

Of course, Chen Yansen might also be like Ma Wenteng and look down on his project.

The opportunity was presented to him, and although the chances were slim, Mao Chaorong decided to go anyway.

For him, meeting with Chen Yansen and having a conversation was worthwhile.

After all, Chen Yansen's business acumen is undeniable; he amassed a fortune of over 500 billion US dollars in just two years in the industry.

If the other party were to offer him a few pointers, he might benefit greatly. On the other hand...

Huang Zheng led Li Guoqing on a tour of the various office areas at Pinbei's headquarters.

Around noon, Huang Zheng invited Li Guoqing to have lunch at a hotel in the city, but Li Guoqing insisted on going to the staff canteen. Huang Zheng couldn't persuade him otherwise, so he had to agree.

After lunch, Huang Zheng took Li Guoqing on a tour of the Orange Technology headquarters building, and finally they went to Chen Yansen's office to sit down and have tea.

During this time, when Li Guoqing talked about the e-commerce industry, he consistently referred to Liu Qiangdong as "clumsy, big, and rough" or "Big Qiangzi".

This shows how deep Qingzi's resentment towards Liangzai Dong is.

It wasn't until the sun set, the clouds dispersed, and the sky outside the window grew dim, that the three of them left the office to head to the rooftop garden for their evening's drinking party.

As soon as Chen Yansen arrived downstairs, the receptionist whispered, "Boss, a Mr. Mao just arrived in the lounge area and is looking for you."

Mr. Mao?
Chen Yansen turned his head and saw a young man in his late twenties, wearing a dark blue suit, sitting on a chair in the rest area, looking around with curiosity.

This person is way too impatient!
Chen Yansen pondered to himself.

"Mr. Chen, please go ahead with your work, there's no rush," Li Guoqing said graciously.

"Mr. Huang, you accompany Mr. Li to the restaurant first," Chen Yansen said casually to Huang Zheng.

“Okay, boss.” Huang Zheng nodded.

Chen Yansen apologized and walked towards the rest area.

Upon hearing footsteps, Mao Chaorong quickly turned around and saw Chen Yansen approaching.

He had seen Chen Yansen's photo and recognized him at a glance. Not daring to be negligent, he subconsciously stood up and took the initiative to greet him, saying, "Mr. Chen, hello! I am Mao Chaorong. This is my resume and Little Red Dress's business plan."

"Mr. Mao, please have a seat."

Chen Yansen raised his hand in greeting.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Mao Chaorong was somewhat reserved, and his breathing became heavy.

Mao Chaorong, a native of Jiangcheng, is a graduate of Jiaotong University and is considered an alumnus of Zhang Xuhao. He worked for two private equity firms for a total of four years before going to the United States to pursue an MBA.

Judging from their resume, the other party has no connection with the short video industry or social media platforms.

But Chen Yansen doesn't value these things; he only cares about the methodology of doing things and the ability to solve problems.

He glanced at Little Red Dress's business plan and then pushed it aside.

This thing is basically a Chinese version of Instagram, focusing on information asymmetry.

No wonder Ma Wenteng didn't like it!
Since WeChat effectively integrated Instagram's photo function after launching Moments, it's perfectly normal for them to look down on it.

He shares the same view as Pony Ma: this type of content-sharing social software has some commercial value, but not much.

Ma Wenteng believes that Little Red Dress's business conflicts with WeChat's, and there is no need to support an outside "adopted son" while turning around and attacking the "own son".

Chen Yansen, on the other hand, felt that the business model of short videos had more potential, and if he couldn't convince Mao Chaorong, he could just invest in an angel round.

But he didn't want to show it!

Finding a reliable person in charge of the short video business is more important than investing.

When Mao Chaorong caught a glimpse of Chen Yansen's subtle actions, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly lost all his spirits.

After being rejected by two industry giants, Ma Wenteng and Chen Yansen, he began to wonder whether the business model of Little Red Dress was flawed or whether his abilities were the problem.
The app that inspired the Little Red Dress, Instagram, is incredibly popular overseas, so why does it consistently fail to gain traction in China?
In his view, there is no problem with bringing foreign software back to China.

Ma Wenteng did it, Ma Liyun did it, and Li Yanhong also did it.

Moreover, all of these people have succeeded, and now each of them is worth tens of billions.

"Martin told you, right? Today Tech wants to enter the short video market."

Chen Yansen asked softly.

“I know that the United States launched a product called Vine at the beginning of the year, which can shoot 6-second short videos. It is somewhat famous in North America, but in reality, its user base is not large, far less than that of Instagram, Twitter and Facebook.”

Mao Chaorong thought for a moment and answered carefully, choosing his words carefully.

His subtext was that Vine's business model wouldn't work, and that Mr. Chen, investing in my Little Red Dress would be a better option.

"My product is called Mimo, which means 'Moment in, moment out.' The initial market investment will be no less than 2000 million US dollars per month."

Chen Yansen gestured with his fingers.

$2000 million?
How wonderful it would be if I had this money!

Mao Chaorong swallowed hard, and couldn't help but think to himself: They're so damn rich.

(End of this chapter)