Tech startup: I really do make mobile phones!

Chapter 24 Sister! Leave the door open!

After Zhao Tiezhu finished sharing his good news, it was Chen Mo's turn to share his good news.

He comfortably spread his arms, cradling the back of his head, and leaned against the chair back.

"Brother Chen! Tell us your good news too!"

Chen Mo pulled Lin Junfeng's business card out of his pocket, his tone tinged with a hint of excitement.

"Today I went to Nanshan Software Industrial Park and met an engineer named Lin Junfeng who works on patent technology review. He is willing to invest one million yuan in our Orange Technology."

"One million!!!"

Zhao Tiezhu suddenly jumped up, knocking over the chair behind him, his face full of disbelief.

When he came to his senses, he didn't even bother to pick up the stool. He asked cautiously and expectantly, "Brother Chen! You agreed?"

Chen Mo shook his head, his fingertips tracing the embossed gold lettering on the business card, his expression somewhat solemn.

"He wants 30% of the shares!"

Zhao Tiezhu calmed down, hooked the overturned chair with the tip of his shoe, and muttered, "We've seen plenty of cases of people getting rich quick and falling from the sky. Who's that kid? I don't believe that someone wearing a suit and tie can just pull out a million for no reason."

These days, who in Shenzhen, a decent person who can afford to invest a million yuan, would wear a suit and tie?
He suddenly slammed his hand on the table, startling the multimeter again, which darted under the long table.

"Tomorrow morning, after I finish delivering Lao Zhang's goods, I'll go to the software industrial park and find out more about this Lin guy!"

After pondering for a moment, Chen Mo felt that Tie Zhu's words made sense.

He had only thought that with this million, he could increase the cost budget for the Orange 1 phone and make the product more perfect; he hadn't thought of it as comprehensively as he did.

After Zhao Tiezhu finished speaking, he awkwardly sidled up to him again.

"Brother Chen! There's something else."

"Say!"

Zhao Tiezhu chuckled and mimicked the motion of a fly rubbing its hands together.

"Old Zhang put in a lot of effort in inquiring about the battery lab earlier and in helping with the shipment this time. Shouldn't we show our appreciation?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo immediately rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

As a straight guy with an engineering background, I dread these kinds of social engagements. Besides, I'm not familiar with Lao Zhang, so it would definitely be awkward if I went.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out his wallet from his pocket, counted out five red bills, and slapped them on the table.

"Go and treat Old Zhang to a meal for me, to thank him!" Zhao Tiezhu's eyes lit up the moment he saw money. He grabbed the money, stuffed it into his pocket, and gave a crooked salute: "Yes, sir!"

Then he turned and ran outside, but when he got to the door, he seemed to remember something and turned back, grinning widely.

"Brother Chen! If I don't come back tonight, you don't need to leave a light on for me!"

Chen Mo waved his hand helplessly: "I know, but take it easy, don't get too drunk, and don't forget to come to work tomorrow!"

He had barely finished speaking.

"I know!" Zhao Tiezhu's voice was still ringing when he had already disappeared in a flash.

The small workshop fell silent instantly, leaving only Chen Mo facing a table full of gaseous battery data that needed to be organized. He secretly sighed that it was easier to leave this social problem to Zhao Tiezhu.

Chen Mo picked up Lin Junfeng's business card again and examined it. The card was very simple, containing only the name and a phone number. Chen Mo stared at the card for a while, then casually slipped it into his notebook.

He knew in his heart that he would never give up his shares in Orange Technology unless absolutely necessary.

While a 30% stake may not affect controlling interest, it's hard to say whether shareholders will object to Orange Mobile's future development towards a mid-to-low-end market focused on boosting sales, according to the company's own plans.

Chen Mo does not deny that he loves money, because only with material wealth can one wholeheartedly pursue their dreams.

However, the amount of material resources a person can consume in their lifetime is limited, so they don't need too much money.

Therefore, Chen Mo hopes that Orange Technology will not just be a profit-generating machine, but a platform for him to realize his dream of technological equality.

It can bring together more like-minded researchers to use more practical technological products to benefit users.

On the other side, Zhao Tiezhu hummed an off-key tune as he first ran to the vegetable market, carefully selected some cold dishes and braised meats, and then wandered over to Widow Tian's small supermarket.

"I love my little sister, oh my dear sister!"

Zhao Tiezhu hummed an off-key tune as he swaggered into Widow Tian's supermarket. As soon as he entered, his eyes fell on the "Fierce Knife" liquor on the shelf. He quickly grabbed two bottles, tearing off the labels as he shouted in his Northwestern dialect, "Sister Tian! What are you doing?"

Widow Tian peeked out from behind the cashier's counter, and when she saw it was Zhao Tiezhu, her face instantly lit up with a smile, her eyes filled with affection.

"Hey! Tiezhu, you're here for another drink? You little rascal, you always crave this every now and then."

Zhao Tiezhu approached the cashier with a grin, placed the wine bottle on the counter, and then gently squeezed Widow Tian's hand, saying, "Sister Tian! I'm not here to drink wine, I'm here to bring you warmth. Look, I brought two bottles right away, to help boost your business."

Widow Tian slapped his hand away, her smile undiminished: "Go away, you sweet-talking boy. Tell me, what brings you here today? Did you find some treasure again?"

Zhao Tiezhu raised an eyebrow, his smugness almost overflowing, and said excitedly, "Sister Tian! Let me tell you, that big deal our factory made is a success!"

"Thanks to my quick thinking, I managed to get that old fox, Lao Wang, completely under my control."

"Once I get my 18-month bonus from Brother Chen, I'll come here to buy wine every day and empty your shelves!"

Widow Tian covered her mouth and chuckled, "You're such a braggart. But seeing how happy you are, I'm happy for you too. Are you free tonight? Want to chat with me for a bit?" As she spoke, a hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

Zhao Tiezhu took a step closer, gently put his arm around Widow Tian's waist, and whispered in her ear, "Sister Tian! I want to too, but it's really not possible today. I still have to go see Old Zhang."

"Once I'm done with this busy period, I'll spend some quality time with you. We'll go out for a nice meal, barbecue or hot pot, you can choose whatever you like, okay?"

Widow Tian feigned disappointment and gently punched his chest.

"Alright! You're always so busy, you never even have time to spare. It feels like just yesterday that we looked after each other when you first came to Shenzhen."

Zhao Tiezhu grasped her hand: "Sister Tian! How could I forget? I was so grateful to have you by my side during those tough days. Don't worry, once I've established myself here, I'll definitely give you a better life."

Widow Tian blushed slightly, turned around and rummaged under the cashier's counter for a while, took out a pack of Double Happiness cigarettes, stuffed it into Zhao Tiezhu's pocket, and scolded, "You're always out socializing, you can't do without these, remember, smoke less, it's not good for your health."

Zhao Tiezhu looked down at the cigarettes in his pocket, then looked up at Widow Tian, ​​grabbed her hand and said, "Sister Tian! You're so thoughtful, I don't know what to say."

Widow Tian gently pushed him away: "You're just trying to coax me. Go on, don't delay important matters!"

Zhao Tiezhu picked up the wine, walked to the door, then turned back, blew a kiss to Widow Tian, ​​and called out in a carefree manner, "Sister! Leave the door open!"

Ignoring the surprised looks from those around him, Zhao Tiezhu swayed and walked towards Old Zhang's stall, leaving Widow Tian standing there with her eyes full of expectation.

(End of this chapter)