Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 493 Lei Jun's Wonderful House! (First Update!)

"Boss, this is the inventory list sent by Xiaomi. According to their requirements, there are a total of three phone models: 50 Redmi 1 units, 70 Xiaomi 1 units, and 30 Xiaomi 1s units, for a total of 150 million units..."

As he finished speaking, a conflicted look appeared on Liu Daneng's face, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Yi rolled his eyes and silently took the documents.

He didn't even need to look to know that Lei Jun must have made some crazy demands on the list again; otherwise, given Liu Daneng's personality, he wouldn't do that.

After taking the documents and flipping through them casually, Lin Yi couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Because this bastard designed several signatures and then demanded that these signatures be laser-engraved onto the phone cover. In addition to the laser signature on the phone cover, there was also a separate color for the phone cover.

Millet comes in four colors: emerald green, silver white, off-white, and chicken-fat yellow.

Redmi comes in three colors: off-white, light purple, and orange-yellow.

The color issue is easy to solve. Upstream supply chain manufacturers already had this idea. Lei Jun's suggestion to add color is simply to help them share some of the costs, so it's a two-way street.

The only downside is this ridiculous signature.

Lin Yi held the signature in the document, looking at it from every angle, but couldn't make out what kind of name it was.

All he could say was that the character he wrote wasn't as good as his own.

Holding the documents, he picked up his phone, found Lei Jun's number, and dialed it casually.

A dozen seconds later, the call connected, and as soon as Lei Jun's voice came through, Lin Yi couldn't wait to ask:

"Do you want to open Lei Jun's Wonderful House?"

"What Lei Jun's Wonderful House?"

"That lousy signature of yours! Didn't anyone in your company stop you?"

Don't you think the handwriting is beautiful?

"Tell me, do you think I'm crazy that I need to see your signature before I buy something?"

"...Um...uh...I just think we should add a little bit of artistic element!"

"I'll skip that damn autographing process on my end, and then just settle the cost of the autograph processing with me. That's the price you pay for pursuing art! Remember that!"

"No, even brothers should keep clear accounts. Although I gave you 5% of the shares and I also have 5% of your company's shares, it's not calculated like this! 150 million mobile phones, that's almost 100 million! You can't treat me like this!"

"I'll change your signature! I'll change it to the three words 'Founder Edition.' I'll design the signature myself, it'll be much better than your lousy name that's just stuck on. Don't let your stinky name get in other people's eyes."

After speaking, Lin Yi hung up the phone without giving Lei Jun a chance to react.

Lin Yi took a fountain pen from the pen holder, filled it with ink, and spent a while practicing on an A4 sheet of paper. Finally, he gripped the pen and elegantly wrote three characters in regular script on a clean A4 sheet.

[Founding Version]

After writing those three words, he slipped the A4 sheet of paper into the list and handed it to Liu Daneng:
"Change that ugly signature to these three words and explain it clearly to the people in the upstream supply chain."

"If we do a good job this time, they will have more revenue in the future, so we should pay more attention to it."

Liu Daneng took the documents, glanced at Lin Yixin's handwriting, and frankly, he felt that his boss's handwriting was about the same as the handwriting that Lei Jun had someone design.

He thought the characters he wrote were quite ugly.

After putting the documents away, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he looked at Lin Yi and asked:

"Boss, why don't you let Mr. Lei write his name down?"

“If you don’t let him write it, and you write three founding versions, I feel they will all have a similar effect, since they are all just text.”

Upon hearing his question, Lin Yi calmly raised his head: "Excuse me, would you rather your wife have someone else's name tattooed on her back, or a generic design?"

"Oh—" Liu Daneng raised an eyebrow, revealing an expression of "I see," and then said with a smile:

"I understand!"

"A mobile phone is a valuable item for many people. Lei Jun is not famous and is not a particularly public figure. His name is the name of the man who was tattooed on the back of another man's wife."

"The three characters 'Founding Edition' are just a very ordinary, generic graphic; they don't have any special meaning!"

"I understand!"

After leaving those few words, Liu Daneng turned and left, clutching the documents.

After he left, Lin Yi got up from his chair, opened the door, went into the finance office next door, and found Ji Shuangshuang busy at work.

"I need to go to Yanjing the day after tomorrow to attend Lei Jun's technology launch rehearsal."

"The whole process takes 7 to 10 days."

"During this period, I will handle the tasks remotely, but for some tasks that require my personal attention, I will need you to come forward. You will have to work hard for a few days!"

At the desk, Ji Shuangshuang heard this and looked up with a face full of despair:

"7-10 days, is it 7 days or 10 days?"

"I have too much work now, I feel completely numb!"

"Ten days!" Lin Yi held up one finger, uttering a timeframe that filled Ji Shuangshuang with despair. Just as she was about to complain, Lin Yi spoke first:
"I brought you some local specialties from Yanjing!"

Only because of the local specialty snacks did Ji Shuangshuang agree to take on the job.

After arranging the follow-up work, Lin Yi returned to his office and continued the work he had not finished.

Two days passed in a flash. On the third day, he asked the security department for a few people and then boarded a plane to Yanjing.

…………

Yanjing 798 Art Center.

In the venue where Lei Jun was working, he and Lin Yi sat facing each other across a table, holding documents that were the plans for the upcoming press conference.

Holding the documents, Lei Jun spoke eloquently, while Lin Yi listened from the opposite side, his brows furrowing more and more deeply as he listened.

After he finished speaking, Lin Yi turned the documents in his hand over and pointed the text at Lei Jun:
"My goodness, are you trying to train the bladders of your guests with this two-and-a-half-hour-long press conference?"

"You can use the restroom now!"

"It's like going to the cinema to buy a blind box, and you end up with a terrible movie that's long and awful. If you want to leave, you can only use the excuse of going to the bathroom, and then run away after you're done, right?"

This reminder stunned Lei Jun.

Many movies undergo extensive adjustments before release, with the aim of keeping the runtime between 90 minutes and two hours.

This is because this is the maximum time a person can sit quietly and receive information steadily.

If this time is exceeded, people will become very irritable.

He knew this principle, but... his gaze fell on the documents in his hand: "But there's so much to say, I feel like deleting any of it would be a bad idea."

"Look, our Xiaomi 1 is equipped with the Qualcomm Snapdragon S3 processor, which is the world's top processor. With such a processor, we have managed to keep the price below 2000 yuan."

"It also uses a high-performance battery, which can fully unleash the chip's performance."

"Take Redmi for example, the price I set in advance is 799!"

"At this price, you can't even buy a decent feature phone, but we gave you a smartphone equipped with a Qualcomm Snapdragon S2 chip."

"You should know that other phones equipped with the Qualcomm Snapdragon S2 chip, such as the HTC model that was just launched, are priced at 4999 yuan in China!"

"The fact that we can make smartphones at this price while maintaining quality and performance is something worth mentioning."

"I feel uncomfortable if I don't say these things."

"Besides that, there are dreams, and our ideals, and the belief that good things are happening!"

"I feel like I could talk for two hours about just this one sentence."

Across the table, Lin Yi listened calmly to Lei Jun's explanation, holding the documents. When Lei Jun finished, he raised his left hand and made a "9" gesture.
"90 minutes at most, not a minute more, don't waste time."

"I greeted the audience for the first five minutes and welcomed them to this press conference."

"The middle 60 minutes will be used to introduce three products, 20 minutes for each product, which is 60 minutes in total."

"You can use the last 25 minutes to talk about suppliers, related products, and a summary. If possible, you can also add a surprise at the end."

"Don't mess around with anything else."

"This is our first technology launch event, so we must make a good impression."

Besides Lin Yi and Lei Jun, Lin Bin was also present, along with several other co-founders of Xiaomi.

After Lin Yi finished speaking, they all turned to look at Lei Jun.

90 minutes, two and a half hours, a difference of 60 minutes, which means that the original plan has to be cut in half.

When they first started the company together, they were extremely cautious. They didn't even plan to open a studio or rent office space until the mobile software system was developed.

Now, thanks to Lin Yi's involvement, they have obtained low-priced chips, found a reasonably priced supply chain, and secured high-quality contract manufacturing products.

Each of these things, taken individually, could be something to brag about for hours.

As Lei Jun's business partners, they really wanted to go up and say something.

But since they couldn't go up there, they could only put what they wanted to say into Lei Jun's speech.

That's why this speech was two and a half hours long.

Now that Lin Yi has said this, perhaps all of this is unnecessary.

They turned their gaze to Lei Jun, looking at this stubborn man with concern, fearing that he might do something rash and decide to continue with his two-and-a-half-hour speech on stage.

After a long while, Lei Jun slowly raised his head and nodded vigorously:
“We’ll cut it down to 90 minutes today, and cut out all the messy content.”

"No more nonsense!"

Seeing that he had made a decision, Lin Bin and the others who had been staring at him just now immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They then reached out and took the documents from Lei Jun's hands, and began to discuss which words should be deleted.

"Believe that good things are happening—this is our philosophy, and this sentence absolutely cannot be deleted!"

“Then let’s delete the rest, all that nonsense about how hard we worked to start our business.”

“Hey, slow down. We can keep this content and use it when we make a documentary in a couple of years, once the company is more stable.”

"And here, this supplier... has several important parts. I think the other suppliers should be relegated to the sidelines."

"If we release the suppliers, and other manufacturers see it and poach the suppliers, wouldn't we be finished?"

"You're overthinking it. Our biggest supplier and largest contract manufacturer is Mr. Lin, Xiaomi Heavy Industry. As long as Xiaomi Heavy Industry is still around, as long as we don't do anything stupid or piss Mr. Lin off, other manufacturers can poach whichever supplier they want, as long as they can poach them."

"Fine!"

While Lin Bin and others were having a heated discussion about adjustments, Lin Yi took the invitation list to Lei Jun:
"Your invitation list is too short. Look at all your suppliers. Have them send just two people to make the place lively so more people will come."

"Fine, I'll bring some people over for you!"

After putting down the invitation list, Lin Yi turned around, picked up his phone, and walked out of the venue to make calls and invite more people.

Standing in the sunlight, taking a deep breath of the dry air, Lin Yi pulled out Guo Song's number and dialed it. As soon as Guo Song's voice came through, he immediately smiled and said:

"Grandpa, a friend of mine is going to hold a mobile phone launch event in a couple of days and needs a few important people to handle things."

"Are you free, sir?"

"What does your friend do?" Guo Song didn't answer immediately, but asked in a low voice.

"Selling mobile phones!"

"Is a mobile phone seller worth you using such a huge favor?"

“They give us their product orders to manufacture, and I use those orders to support the supply chain. It’s like someone else is paying to support the supply chain for me.”

"What time?"

"Today is Friday, and the scheduled time is next weekend evening."

"Next weekend... I'm free, but let me make it clear beforehand that if something comes up, I won't be able to come. Send me your company name and address so I can have someone make a record."

"Xiaomi Group, 798 Art Zone!"

"Hey! Wait a minute, Xiaomi Group? Xiaomi Heavy Industry? Are you two twins?"

"It's a friend's company!"

"Wait a minute, your friend sells cell phones? With your money-grubbing personality, how could you let someone else have such a lucrative job? That's not like you! Tell me, what kind of mischief are you up to now?"

"What bad idea could there be? Xiaomi Group's mobile phones have absolutely nothing to do with Xiaomi Heavy Industry!"

"I get it. You're playing with a counterfeit. If something goes wrong with this phone, it'll be Xiaomi Group's fault. If nothing goes wrong, you'll make orders and profits without having to worry about management. You're such a clever little devil! Okay, as long as nothing goes wrong, I'll definitely come over."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yi watched the setting sun and a slight smile appeared on his lips. He then returned to the venue, asked Lin Bin for three prototype machines, and took photos of them one by one.

After taking the photos, he walked to a corner, found a place to sit down, and then found Dmitry's contact information. He spent a dozen dollars to send the three photos to Dmitry, who was far away in America.

At the same time, a message was sent.

[Mr. Dmitry, what you mentioned the other day will be officially released in a few days. I'll arrange a batch for you then, at a very favorable price! I can also provide you with a batch of official parts!]

(End of this chapter)