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After Lei Jun finished his cold millet porridge, the office was quiet for a few seconds.

At the door, Lin Bin, Li Wanqiang, and several other partners held their breath, staring intently at the contract on the table, then looked at the composed Yu Le, feeling as if they were dreaming.

Someone secretly pinched their thigh from behind, wincing in pain, before confirming that it wasn't a hallucination.

Thirty million US dollars.

Twenty percent.

Do not interfere in operations.

They even proactively gave up the profits they had already secured, reserving them as an option pool for the founding team.

This is hardly an investor.

This is the God of Wealth wearing a white shirt walking into Zhongguancun.

Yu Le put the contract into a folder, unscrewed the thermos, and took a sip.

"Mr. Lei, the money can be processed today."

"But I have two requests."

Lei Jun immediately sat up straight.

"Please speak."

Yu Le stretched out his finger and pointed to the disassembled mobile phone parts on the table.

"First, the quality must be up to standard."

Lei Jun was taken aback.

Yu Le continued, "Value for money is not the same as cheap. Internet-enabled phones can be cheap, but users shouldn't feel like they've bought something that's just barely usable."

Lei Jun's eyes flickered.

These words struck a chord with him.

What he originally wanted to do was to make good mobile phones affordable for young people.

But this road is difficult.

The supply chain does not trust new companies.

Distributors do not trust selling goods online.

The banks don't trust their small size.

Now, Yu Le has given him confidence.

Yu Le tapped on the table.

"The first generation of mobile phones had to be packed with high-end components."

Don't skimp on the screen, the chip, and system smoothness.

"Profits can be small, but reputation cannot be small."

Lei Jun was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Mr. Yu, you know about mobile phones?"

Yu Le waved his hand.

"I don't understand."

Lei Jun smiled, his expression one of genuine admiration.

"You may not understand technology, but you understand users."

Yu Le stood up.

"There's one more thing."

Lei Jun also stood up.

Yu Le looked at him.

"If someone accuses you of copying Apple in the future, don't rush to explain."

Lei Jun frowned.

Yu Le said, "First, we need to survive. Only after we survive can we talk about independent research and development."

Several young people in the office looked somewhat resentful.

One of the engineers, who wore glasses, couldn't help but speak up.

"Mr. Yu, we are not a counterfeit factory."

Yu Le glanced at him.

"I know."

That's why I invested money.

"But outsiders don't care if you're a knock-off or not. They only see that you're a Chinese company. As long as you make mobile phones, someone will say you're copying."

"Criticism can't stop a product from being sold."

"Only bad products can stop it."

The engineer with glasses opened his mouth.

He didn't say anything more.

Lei Jun took a deep breath.

"I've got it."

Yu Le nodded and turned to walk out.

He suddenly stopped when he reached the door.

"Oh, right."

Lei Jun looked up.

"The company name is Xiaomi?"

"right."

Yu Le smiled.

"Good."

"Don't forget this bowl of millet porridge today."

Lei Jun stood still.

After a while, he called out to Yu Le's retreating figure.

"Mr. Yu!"

Yu Le turned around.

Lei Jun gripped the contract tightly.

"I, Lei Jun, owe you a favor."

Yu Le waved his hand.

"Don't."

"Among businessmen, the most taboo thing is talking about personal relationships."

"Making good phones is more important than anything else."

After saying that, he stepped into the elevator.

The elevator doors closed.

Lei Jun looked down at the contract and suddenly smiled.

The partner next to him whispered, "Mr. Lei, are we really going to take this money?"

Lei Jun slammed the contract on the table.

"take."

"Contact Qualcomm immediately."

"Let's meet up with Sharp again."

Tell them that Xiaomi is not short of money.

........

Inside the elevator.

As a top soldier, Wang Meng wouldn't normally concern himself with his boss's affairs.

But as she spent more time with Yu Le, she found him to be easy to get along with, and they became familiar with each other and would chat from time to time.

At this point, he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Yu, aren't you afraid of losing money?"

Yu Le was holding a thermos.

"I can't afford to compensate."

Wang Meng became even more curious: "You think so highly of President Lei?"

Yu Le thought about it.

"The main reason is that I'm optimistic about young people being poor."

Wang Meng: "..."

These words are so hurtful.

Yu Le leaned against the elevator wall.

"They can't afford Apple products, and they look down on counterfeit ones."

"Someone has to occupy this empty space in the middle."

The elevator arrived at the first floor.

Yu Le walked out of the Yingu Building.

The June sun shines on the streets of Zhongguancun, where young people carrying laptop bags line the streets.

Someone is riding a bicycle.

Someone was carrying a computer case.

Someone was squatting under the shade of a tree, eating a pancake.

They look ordinary.

But many years later, this group of people will change the Chinese internet.

Yu Le glanced at it, then turned and got into the car.

The car drove out of Zhongguancun.

The phone rang.

It's Chen Xiaoqing.

Yu Le answered the call.

"Director Chen."

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded noticeably tired, but also filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Mr. Yu, the first episode is ready."

"CCTV watched it and had no objections."

"Tencent Video has also completed its launch preparations."

"The overseas subtitling groups have finished the English, French, Japanese, and Spanish subtitles."

Yu Le raised an eyebrow.

"It's quite efficient."

Chen Xiaoqing gave a wry smile.

"You've given too much money."

"No one dared to be slow."

Yu Le smiled.

"Don't say that."

"Money is just for getting people to work."

Whether you can capture the essence of the scene depends on you.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Chen Xiaoqing lowered her voice.

"Mr. Yu, this film... is different from what I wanted to make before."

"What's different?"

"I used to think that food documentaries were about filming delicious food."

"Now I think it's about filming how people live."

Yu Le looked out the window.

"That's right."

"Vegetables don't grow on their own."

"Behind every bite of food, someone has bent down."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Xiaoqing gave a soft "hmm".

Yu Le asked, "Has a release date been set?"

"The documentary will premiere on CCTV Documentary Channel at 8 p.m. on June 20."

"Simultaneously launched on Tencent Video."

"Overseas YouTube and Xianyu Entertainment official website are delayed by ten minutes."

Yu Le nodded.

"it is good."

Chen Xiaoqing then asked, "The names for the first batch, will they be the ones you previously decided on?"

Yu Le smiled.

"Let's call it—Nature's Gift."

The phone hangs up.

Wang Meng turned around from the passenger seat.

"Mr. Yu, shall we go back to the company?"

Yu Le glanced at the time.

"No."

"go home."

"I'll make braised pork with bamboo shoots for Dongdong tonight."

Wang Meng was stunned.

Why do you suddenly want to eat bamboo shoots?

Yu Le leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

"Warm up in advance."

Wang Meng remained silent.

The boss's pre-launch strategy was indeed quite down-to-earth.