Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Lin Qingyue's eyes lit up.

This is not an isolated case.

This is a continuous investment activity.

Moreover, investors don't look at background or qualifications; they only look at the potential of the project and the team.

What does this mean for a technical university?

This means that student entrepreneurial teams in schools who have ideas and technology but lack funds have another real way out!

"Zhou Jin." Lin Qingyue's tone became serious:

"What's your name, brother?"

"Yang Fan, the Yang of poplar tree, the Fan of sailboat."

"Yang Fan..." Lin Qingyue repeated the name, then asked:

Is he still looking for investment projects?

"We're looking, we've been looking all along," Zhou Jin said.

"My older brother often asks us to help him with recommendations, but we're usually busy and don't make many recommendations."

Lin Qingyue's mind raced.

A few seconds later, she spoke:

"Zhou Jin, how about this—I'd like to meet with your brother Yang Fan and have a chat."

She looked at the four boys:

"Every year, our school has a large number of student entrepreneurship projects, some of which have great potential but lack start-up funds."

"It's very difficult for students to attract investment from outside."

"If Mr. Yang is willing to continue investing, our school can cooperate with him—the school can take the lead in holding entrepreneurship competitions and project roadshows regularly, select high-quality projects, and then recommend them to him."

"In this way, he saves the time and cost of searching and screening."

"Our students now have another reliable source of funding."

"Win-win".

Zhou Jin's eyes lit up after hearing this:

"Principal, that's a great idea! My older brother will definitely agree!"

Chen Mo and the other two nodded repeatedly.

This is indeed a good approach. With the school's endorsement, the quality and credibility of the project will improve. It also saves Yang Fan a lot of trouble.

Lin Qingyue smiled: "Would you mind giving me Mr. Yang's contact information? I'd like to talk to him personally."

"Sure!" Zhou Jin took out his phone. "But Principal, I need to tell my older brother first, so he can be prepared."

"Of course," Lin Qingyue nodded. "Contact them first, then let me know."

She paused, then asked seemingly casually:

"By the way, Zhou Jin, how old is your brother? That way I can be more careful with my words."

Zhou Jin honestly replied, "My brother should be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, not yet thirty."

Lin Qingyue was slightly taken aback.

Not even thirty?

Young people who can casually throw out millions?

She had initially assumed he would be a middle-aged entrepreneur in his forties or fifties...

"So young?" she couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." Zhou Jin nodded. "Big Brother started from scratch, he's incredibly capable."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Lin Qingyue's eyes.

At twenty-seven or twenty-eight, starting from scratch, with such a keen eye for investment and such a large scale of operations...

This person is interesting.

……

At 7 p.m., at a private restaurant near the school.

Lin Qingyue booked a small private room and treated Chen Mo and the other three to dinner—a celebration and a chance to further discuss the details of their collaboration.

After all the dishes were served, Lin Qingyue raised her glass:

"Come on, congratulations again. I hope Xinghai Intelligence will continue to thrive and become the pride of our school in the future."

"Thank you, Principal!" The four raised their glasses.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Lin Qingyue asked many questions about the project details—the technical approach, market positioning, and team division of labor.

Chen Mo and the other two answered one by one, becoming more and more excited as they spoke.

"Principal, if we had the school's facilities, we could have made progress much faster."

Chen Mo mentioned, "Now the equipment is all piled up in the dormitory, and heat dissipation and noise are problems."

Moreover, the dormitory voltage is limited, so I dare not run it at full power.

"The venue is no problem," Lin Qingyue said readily.

"There is an empty computer room on the third floor of the laboratory building, about 80 square meters in size. I'll have someone clean it up for you to use."

Electricity and internet are readily available; you can move them in directly.

"Really?" Li Hao exclaimed in surprise. "Principal, thank you so much!"

"Of course," Lin Qingyue smiled. "The school should support outstanding teams like yours."

Halfway through the meal, Lin Qingyue asked again, seemingly casually:

"Zhou Jin, is your brother Yang Fan... married?"

That was a sudden question.

The four boys were stunned for a moment.

Zhou Jin scratched his head: "I don't think so?"

I've never heard my older brother mention it. He's usually quite busy, running shops and making investments; it seems like he doesn't have time for dating.

"Oh." Lin Qingyue nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

But Wang Tao, with his sharp eyes, noticed that the principal's lips curved slightly.

It was a... very subtle smile.

After finishing her meal, Lin Qingyue called a designated driver to take the four boys back to school before leaving herself.

On the way back to the dormitory, Li Hao couldn't help but say:

"Have you guys noticed? The principal seems particularly interested in Brother Fan."

Wang Tao nodded in agreement: "Especially when he heard that Brother Fan was under thirty, his eyes...tsk tsk."

Chen Mo patted Wang Tao on the shoulder: "Don't talk nonsense. The principal is concerned about school cooperation."

"I'm not making this up," Wang Tao said in a low voice.

"Think about it, the principal is in her thirties, single, beautiful, and capable."

Fan is twenty-seven or twenty-eight, young, rich, and has good taste. Don't they seem like a perfect match?

Zhou Jin was both amused and exasperated: "What are you thinking? The principal was just doing his job for the sake of school cooperation, it was all business."

"Are you just asking if they're married or not, in a businesslike manner?" Li Hao winked.

The four of them chatted and laughed as they returned to their dormitory.

But Zhou Jin inexplicably felt that... what Wang Tao said seemed to make some sense.

……

At 9:30 p.m., Yang Fan had just sat down on the second floor of the hot pot restaurant when his phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

He answered, "Hello."

A clear, pleasant female voice came from the other end of the phone, formal yet friendly:

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Yang Fan?"

"That's me," Yang Fan replied. "And who are you?"

"I am Lin Qingyue, the president of the Industrial University," the other person said. "I apologize for bothering you so late. Zhou Jin should have mentioned me to you."

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback.

Lin Qingyue?

He remembered that Zhou Jin had indeed mentioned that their principal wanted to contact him to discuss cooperation, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly, and that the other party would call him personally.

"Hello, Principal Lin." Yang Fan quickly adjusted his tone. "Zhou Jin told me that he was planning to contact you in the next couple of days."

"I apologize for my presumption," Lin Qingyue said with a hint of a smile.

"I learned from Zhou Jin that you have been investing in some of our school's entrepreneurial projects."

As the principal, on behalf of the school, I thank you for your support.

"You're too kind," Yang Fan said. "I just see potential in these young people."

"That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about." Lin Qingyue paused.

"Mr. Yang, are you free tomorrow? I'd like to talk to you in person."

Besides expressing my gratitude, I also have some ideas for collaboration and would like to hear your opinion.

Yang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Sure. I'm free tomorrow, whichever is convenient for you."

"That's great," Lin Qingyue said. "Let's add each other on WeChat, and I'll send you the time and location later."

Is this your WeChat number?

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll add you. Just a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Fan stared at his phone, somewhat bewildered.

The principal personally called to invite him?

How did Zhou Jin manage to get this matter reported to the principal?