Coming out of Xiang Lian's house, Li Manjun had a big head.
But there is an inexplicable impulse in my heart. If it succeeds and can persist, then in the future, the Chinese people will no longer be controlled by chips from foreign capital companies.
"Manjun, let's have breakfast!"
The owner of the soy milk shop at the gate of the community saw Li Manjun and greeted him warmly.
Li Manjun was indeed hungry. He came out in a hurry and didn't eat breakfast. He nodded with a smile, sat down at the stall, and ordered a bowl of soy milk and a fried dough stick.
The fried dough sticks are crispy and cut into sections and soaked in soy milk, which is particularly delicious.
The boss brought what she wanted and asked out of curiosity: "It's so late to go out today. It's better for you, the bosses of your own company, to go to work whenever you want. You don't have to worry about being late as your own boss."
Li Manjun smiled, no longer bothering to defend, and replied: "I still envy you, you can close the stall in the morning after finishing the work."
The boss laughed and acknowledged: "Yes, it is indeed easier than ordinary small shops, but you work less and you don't make much money, but it's enough."
"It's always good to be content." Li Manjun took a bite of the soaked fried dough sticks and gave the boss a thumbs up in surprise, "The taste of yours is better than that of others!"
The boss was very happy to hear this, and he chatted with Li Manjun for a few words. When a customer arrived, he stood up to greet the new customer.
After Li Manjun finished breakfast, he was too lazy to go home and drive, so he took a taxi directly to Shirley Zhong's studio.
When it comes to soliciting sponsorship, the first person she thinks of is Shirley Zhong. The two get along well and have highly synchronized ideas.
Shirley Zhong might also be interested in a project that she thinks is good.
Of the five million, the most Li Manjun can contribute is two million, because she still has two million left to cover.
Therefore, she still needs to attract 3 million sponsorships.
Currently, the only people in the circle who can afford this kind of money are Shirley Zhong and Mr. Qiu.
Shirley Zhong may not be able to get much. The studio has developed very well in the past two years, but the investment is not small. Li Manjun estimates that Shirley Zhong should be able to get one million.
With two million left, she wanted to test Mr. Qiu.
Mr. Qiu, an old man, knows best when he complains about his poverty, but with such a big steel manufacturing factory supporting him, he has no money.
Those who cry about being poor are just scumbags like Mr. Lin who only know how to have fun but don’t have any brains.
As for Junda, Li Manjun didn't dare to think about it.
Zhao Yong's company is in the stage of major expansion this year, so it's best to keep the money in his hands to avoid going wrong.
Li Manjun thought about it. If she couldn't get the money from Mr. Qiu, she would give the five million yuan to Xiang Lian in batches.
However, Li Manjun did not tell Zhao Yong about this yet.
He is currently busy expanding the market in Haishi. Telling him this matter will only cause trouble for him. It would be more appropriate to wait until he comes back from Haishi before telling him.
Li Manjun’s current idea is to collect five million first.
When leaving Xiang Lian's home, Xiang Lian also promised her that as long as the money was in place, he would immediately set up a chip research and development team and invest in research and development.
And Xiang Lian also said that he would contact his connections to get more sponsorship.
The two of them are now determined to complete the chip project!
The taxi parked downstairs of Shirley Zhong's studio, and Li Manjun got on by herself because she was familiar with the route. The employees had seen her many times and knew that she was the majority shareholder of the studio, so they called her Mr. Li when they met.
The little secretary quickly got the news and ran over to receive him.
Li Manjun asked: "Is Mr. Zhong here?"
"Director Zhong is still holding a morning meeting, which will only end in about half an hour."
Li Manjun nodded, "Then I'll go to the lounge and wait for her for a while. Don't disturb her yet."
The little secretary smiled and led her to the lounge, put down the refreshments, and asked Li Manjun to call him if anything happened before leaving.
Originally, Shirley Zhong wanted to give Li Manjun a position and give her a separate office. But Li Manjun was determined to be the boss and refused to let Shirley Zhong stay.
Ever since, she, the major shareholder, could only sit in the lounge every time she came over. The newcomers who didn't know the situation thought she was a customer who came to customize ready-made clothes, which caused several misunderstandings.
But things are much better now. There is a pair of sharp eyes at the front desk at the door. He can recognize people at once and never miss them again.
Li Manjun came here several times, and each time she had to praise Shirley Zhong for the excellent front desk arranged by her studio.
"I said, you have so many beautiful front desks, do you need to use them all?"
After Shirley Zhong finished the meeting and the two of them went to her office to chat privately, Li Manjun asked curiously.
Shirley Zhong still doesn’t know what she is paying attention to?
He put the poured water in front of Li Manjun and gave him a warning look, "I don't have enough, so don't even think about poaching people from me."
Li Manjun picked up the water glass and took a long sip. Even in the morning, the weather was so hot that she was thirsty to death.
After drinking the water, he stopped talking about the front desk, pulled his chair forward, approached Shirley Zhong's desk, and gave her a mysterious smile.
Shirley Zhong looked over with interest, "Speak directly if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."
"I have a project that you must be very interested in. Do you want to listen?" Although Li Manjun said this as a question, he immediately continued without waiting for Shirley Zhong to answer:
"Do you know about the chip?"
Shirley Zhong is indeed a person who often goes abroad and has extensive knowledge. When Li Manjun only mentioned the word "chip", she could immediately think of the electronics industry.
"Li Manjun, I found that the span of your industry is a bit too big?" Zhong Shirley joked: "One moment, you were telling me to collect old clothes, and the next second, you were talking about the field of chip technology. Don't you know that doing business
The most taboo thing is crossing borders?"
"How do you know that I have crossed over?" Li Manjun smiled confidently, "If I didn't know anything about the chip field, do you think I would be so arrogant?"
Shirley Zhong narrowed her eyes slightly, the bright beauty gave people a charming feeling no matter what expression she made.
Li Manjun coughed twice, reminding himself not to be fascinated by beauty, and continued to finish explaining his and Xiang Lian's chip self-development plan.
"I plan to contribute the bulk of the money. I am optimistic about this project. Although the initial investment is large, the benefits will definitely exceed everyone's imagination."
"I won't tell most people. If you believe me, just vote with me."
Li Manjun had put her entire character on the line. After taking this step, she could not retreat.
"But in our relationship, I will give you a vaccination in advance. The benefits are proportional to the risks. It is best to invest within what you can bear."
Shirley Zhong had never seen Li Manjun look so riskless, and she was slightly shocked.
Having known Li Manjun for so many years, she knew that Li Manjun had her unique vision.
Whether it was the garbage recycling station at the beginning or the hoarding of aluminum ingots under great pressure later, she was very firm from beginning to end in the face of doubts.
In the end, the facts proved that her persistence was correct, and she was able to make the most favorable judgment in adversity and achieve a comeback.
