Tech startup: I really do make mobile phones!

Chapter 113 A Rich and Beautiful Woman Is Paying to Be With Herself?

Three o'clock in the afternoon, outside the Dragon and Phoenix Tower.

Chen Mo rode Zhao Tiezhu's electric scooter and came to a stop with a creaking sound.

He casually hung the helmet, which cost about the same as the electric scooter, on the handlebars.

This place is very close to the North China Strong Electronics Building, only two bus stops away, and this direction is prone to traffic jams, so Chen Mo was too lazy to drive and rode his electric scooter directly over.

Xiaomin stood in front of the carved door of the Dragon and Phoenix Tower, nervously stroking her phone screen.

Seeing Chen Mo arrive, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and waved, calling out, "Third Brother! Over here!"

Chen Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, parked his electric scooter on the curb, and questioned him impatiently.

"What are you up to, that you had to call me here!"

Xiaomin hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously, "Third Brother, my sister wants to talk to you about phone case ideas. She's in room number 8. Hurry up and go up!" Her anxious tone made it sound like she wasn't talking about her own sister, but rather like she was concerned for her own mother.

"Talking about phone cases, really?" Chen Mo looked suspicious, wondering if this was a blind date arranged by Xiao Min.

But then I thought, Xiaomin isn't the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business, she probably wouldn't do something so pointless.

"Really!" Xiaomin hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "It's just that one of my girlfriends wants to talk to you about phone cases!"

Seeing that he couldn't get any more information, Chen Mo waved his hand and said, "Fine! Don't stand here in the sun, come upstairs!"

After walking a few steps, he realized that Xiaomin hadn't followed, so he turned around and asked.

Why aren't you leaving?

Xiaomin said hesitantly, "I'm waiting for someone downstairs, Third Brother, you go up first!"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.

He knew Xiaomin too well. This girl had never been good at lying since she was little, and her stammering speech meant she was hiding something from him.

Although he was full of doubts, he didn't ask any more questions. He stepped into the building, intending to find the answers himself.

A waitress dressed in a Xiangyun yarn cheongsam came up to greet him, and Chen Mo simply said, "Room 8."

The waiter then led the way.

The mahogany staircase creaked underfoot as Chen Mo followed the waiter to private room number 8.

The sweet aroma of durian pastry, mixed with the aged fragrance of Pu'er tea, filled the private room.

When Chen Mo pushed open the door, Lu Qingyue was using wooden tongs to pick up a crackled teacup and scald it.

Her pale skin glowed softly in the light filtering through the bamboo blinds, and when she looked up, a sharp shadow fell across her brow bone.

"Mr. Chen, hello! I am Lu Qingyue!" She pushed over her gold-embossed business card, her fingertip pointing to "Morgan Stanley ED": "Head of the Asia Pacific TMT Group, I've come here specifically to help you out of your urgent predicament."

Chen Mo glanced at her and instantly understood the truth behind the so-called "girlfriends" and "phone case".

"I'm just Xiaomin's third brother!" He deliberately ignored the other person's title and prepared to leave the private room: "Miss Lu, perhaps you've come to the wrong person?"

When Orange Technology faced a cash flow crisis the following week, Chen Mo had to think twice before even looking for loans from domestic banks, so how could he possibly be involved with foreign capital!

Amidst the rising steam from the shrimp dumpling steamer, Lu Qingyue suddenly cut to the chase.

"I heard you're planning to acquire Nietzsche's 1200 stores?"

Seeing Chen Mo's pupils shrink slightly, she chuckled and pushed something that could stop him in his tracks.

An original Pingguo iPad
Chen Mo first glanced at this electronic "antique" from his past life with a puzzled look, but was quickly drawn to the news on the screen: [Exclusive] Nietzsche Technology's 3 million yuan in funds went missing, female secretary absconded with the money, founders fought each other, causing the company to shut down (video included).

He sat down and opened the video, where he heard two people shouting and cursing at each other.

"You son of a bitch! You bastard surnamed Jiang, 1200 stores, huh? I'll burn them for you when you die, I'll burn them for you!"

"Hey Lu, Nietzsche's finished. Even if you keep dragging it out, this shop will be mine sooner or later!"

Chen Mo leaned forward, staring intently at the screen, his expression complex.

First, I was surprised to see the big boss and the second boss fighting each other. When they visited Orange Technology's small workshop, they addressed each other as Brother Lu and Brother Jiang. Weren't they supposed to be on friendly terms and get along well?
Back then, they were dressed in suits and ties, their faces radiating the arrogance of coal bosses who weren't short of money. They talked at length about Nietzsche's grand vision, patting their chests and telling Chen Mo that they wanted to establish a long-term partnership with Orange Technology to jointly develop the market.

After the video ended, Chen Mo continued to ponder and realized that Nietzsche's situation was worse than he had expected, and there were also people within the company vying for the store.

Finally, his eyes hardened, as if he had a new plan.

Chen Mo looked at Lu Qingyue: "Is the information reliable?" He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, quickly weighing the pros and cons.

"Of course it's reliable; Morgan can provide the funding."

"No need!"

Chen Mo cut off the conversation to avoid further trouble.

What if I were to borrow it myself?

She swiped her finger across the screen to bring up her account statement. The nine-figure balance on the Swiss Bank interface was eye-catching, and the unit after it was even more dazzling—US dollars.

"An 18th birthday present!" Lu Qingyue said in a very calm tone, as if he were chatting with a friend about the weather or dinner: "Temasek's 1.25 million practice fund is now worth 5 million."

His surname is Lu Danmaxi. Xing'erpo. Then, Chen Mo couldn't continue his analysis, as this involved areas where his knowledge was lacking.

Chen Mo, a straight male engineer, doesn't usually pay much attention to these aristocratic families, especially since the other party is clearly from a foreign aristocratic family. However, she clearly exudes the confidence that comes with her family background.

"How about interest-free?" Lu Qingyue offered another tempting offer.

Chen Mo's knuckles turned white as he gripped the crackled ice teacup. He took a slow, deliberate sip, feigning deep thought.
Need money? A rich and beautiful woman will throw herself at you?

Hungry? A windfall?

A trap?
But this is indeed an opportunity. The money is practically handed to us. Hesitation will only lead to more trouble. Let's do it!

"Personal loan?" Chen Mo's gaze was fixed on her bright and captivating eyes. Then, he succinctly uttered three words: "What are the terms?"

"I just want to be friends with President Chen!" Lu Qingyue suddenly leaned forward, a slight smile playing on her lips. "You draft the contract, I'll sign it and make the payment."

Three minutes later, Chen Mo wrote his personal account information on a notepad brought by the waiter and pushed it over.

"$1 million, three-year term, interest rate calculated at 1.2 times that of the Federal Reserve!"

"Deal!" Lu Qingyue picked up her teacup and clinked it against his. "The funds will arrive in 72 hours."

As Chen Mo got up to say goodbye, she suddenly whispered something to his back.

"By the way, what Xiaomin told you later..."

In the swaying light and shadow of the bamboo curtain, she raised an eyebrow slightly: "Even if I'm giving you this message for free, it's a testament to our friendship."

Chen Mo stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around, his gaze falling on her, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Alright! Thank you, Miss Lu, I appreciate your kindness."

After saying that, he nodded again before turning and leaving, his steps steady and resolute.

In front of the Dragon and Phoenix Tower, Chen Mo blocked Xiao Min, who was hiding behind the trees, trying to sneak away.

"Speak!" He held up three fingers, smiling at her. "Your CEO Lu from Morgan Stanley told me that you have at least three things to tell me!"

"Huh? Aren't there two items?" Xiaomin blurted out.

Chen Mo laughed and grabbed her by the back of her collar, pulling her aside to avoid obstructing the guests' entry and exit.

"You used to boss me around like this when we were kids, now it's my turn, so hurry up and confess!"

Girls generally develop faster than boys when they are young.

Back then, Xiao Min, who was much taller than Chen Mo, often "bullied" him, picking him up like a kitten every day.

As the saying goes, fortunes change, and now it's Chen Mo's turn to drag her into this mess.

Xiaomin had no choice but to confess: "There has been a change in the TMT division of the Asia Pacific company. Miss Lu from Wall Street has been parachuted in to take charge of the Asia Pacific TMT Smartphone and New Energy Group."

"She wanted to recruit an intern assistant from among the interns, and during the interview, she asked me to prove my value in three sentences."

"So, hehe!"

Chen Mo grabbed the back of her collar and shook her gently, asking, "So you sold me out?"

Seeing that feigning helplessness was ineffective, Xiaomin had no choice but to give up and shake her head in protest: "No! No! I was the matchmaker, it's a win-win situation!"

Chen Mo then pressed Xiao Min for the second thing she "should" tell him.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiaomin stammered, "The government will introduce a subsidy policy for smartphones in September."

Chen Mo nodded nonchalantly and said casually, "I already knew that."

Xiaomin stared at him with wide eyes and a look of astonishment, exclaiming, "How did you know!"

Her surprise outweighed her confusion.

Chen Mo quickly spread his hands, adopting an air of common sense.

"With the global smartphone market so booming, the government will definitely take action; it's obvious."

He secretly thought to himself that he not only knew about the national subsidy in September, but also knew that Kupai had secured an astonishing 42% share of the national subsidy thanks to its relationship with Yudong and Dianxin, a feat that even Zhongxing could not match.

Once women start making money while lying down, they often fall into depravity, and this is also the case with Kupai.

Since then, Kupa has adopted a passive income model, completely neglecting the construction and maintenance of its retail channels, making a mess of them.

After the government subsidies were removed, it immediately stumbled and became the first of the "Chinese Cool Fantasy" series to fall behind.

"Ah! If I had known you knew earlier, I would have..." Xiaomin jumped up and down in a panic, her face contorted with grief, "I've leaked the information, and I'll definitely be fired by President Lu. Morgan Stanley won't be able to negotiate a lower price to secure your company's financing before the national subsidy policy!"

"Leaked secrets? What secrets could a junior intern like you possibly know!"

"Haha!" Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Besides, my company doesn't plan to... uh."

He suddenly seemed to realize something, and froze, his eyes widening.

"Price suppression before the national subsidy policy???"

Orange Technology is also included in the subsidy program!!!
Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

Now it was Chen Mo's turn to be dumbfounded.

His reminder made Xiaomin realize her mistake instantly, and she cried out in frustration, "Yeah! If I knew a secret, would it still be a secret? I've been tricked by that she-devil again!"

However, while Third Brother can leave, I can't escape the clutches of the female demon!
Xiaomin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, her voice trembling with tears: "Third Brother! What am I going to do now?"

The workplace is not like school.

In school, as long as you study hard, you can usually solve the difficult problems on the test paper.

But the workplace is different; it's much more complex, and hard work alone isn't enough.

Chen Mo smiled and patted her shoulder, saying, "What else can you do but continue being an intern assistant at a Fortune 500 company?"

Xiaomin frowned and muttered with a worried expression.

"If I reveal this to you today, will President Lu think I'm betraying the company's interests for family reasons, and that I'm incompetent?"

Chen Mo couldn't help but burst into laughter, jokingly saying, "Don't worry, I still owe your CEO Lu a lot of money. She'll definitely have to take good care of you. These days, those who owe money are the bosses!"

Oh no! Brother Cheng has been left as a hostage in Boss Lu's hands. You're the one who owes money, but I'm the one who's suffering!

Xiaomin's face instantly fell, and she said with a mournful expression, "It's over, it's over, the she-devil will definitely not give me a kind look anymore."

Chen Mo stopped smiling when he saw that she was serious.

"Ms. Lu and I are friends. She won't make things difficult for you. Don't worry."

Seeing her third brother's confident expression, Xiaomin's worries eased slightly, and her furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

After separating from Chen Mo, Xiao Min entered the Longfeng Tower.

Led by a waitress in a cheongsam, she went up the mahogany staircase to room number 8 on the second floor and met Ms. Lu.

"Miss Lu!"

Lu Qingyue nodded and said, "Sit down! Have something to eat!" Then she quietly put away her phone.

Xiaomin didn't go overboard; she simply ate a few bites and said she was full.

On the return trip in the van, Lu Qingyue reclined in her seat, closing her eyes to rest, recalling the profile the psychological profiler had created for Chen Mo based on the collected data:

Core personality traits
Idealistic core: Full of patriotism and love for the country, adhering to the concept of technological equality, Orange mobile phones have a profit margin far lower than their peers, and under the premise of product maturity, they take the initiative to switch to 70% of the Maritime Silk Road K3V1 chips, and have a natural wariness of foreign countries and capital.

Pragmatic and decisive style: accurately capture market opportunities, follow the strategy of "basic model + premium model" to reflect cost-effectiveness (Nietzsche 1 and Orange 1) to quickly seize market share in townships, and make decisive decisions (dropping out of school to start a business, compound interest expansion).

Resilience and adaptability: Quickly adjust strategies during cash flow crises, flexibly try new business (e-commerce) models, and have a strong market responsiveness.

Summary: ENTJ personality traits: Confident and decisive leaders, skilled in strategic planning (seizing the smartphone opportunity, developing gaseous lithium batteries, cultivating relationships with BTD/Huawei/Lei Jun/Shen Yiwei), uniting teams with a vision of technological equality, and driving rapid corporate iteration.

Chen Mo never expected that his rebirth and the addition of a cheat code would actually fool Di Hua, the psychological profiler from the Morgan Stanley investigation team.

Chen Mo: Is this psychological profile of me?
Profiler: So this is you!
Chen Mo:
Lu Qingyue's elaborate efforts to befriend Chen Mo today have a clear objective: to focus on Orange Technology's gaseous lithium battery technology, which has the potential to disrupt the global energy market, rather than the Orange phone itself.

After all, the global energy market is worth over a trillion yuan every year, and its potential for capital investment far exceeds that of the mobile phone consumer electronics market, which is only worth a few hundred billion yuan.

Capital isn't afraid of how much you want; it's only afraid that your market isn't big enough to hold the pie they're painting for the retail investors.

Lu Qingyue's communication strategy today is tailored to Chen Mo based on the psychological profiler's analysis.

The psychological profiler pointed out that Chen Mo was wary of foreign capital, so Lu Qingyue used "giving him what he wanted" as a starting point and "building friendship" to break down the trust barrier and avoid Chen Mo's instinctive resistance to capital.

The simplest way to befriend someone is to give them what they want.

(End of this chapter)