Mr. Page said: "Li, is this a three-dimensional animation produced by you? It's really not bad! The realism and precision have surpassed Mr. Spielberg of Light and Magic!"
Brin suppressed his thoughts at this time and said: "Li, what is the meaning of this gift you gave us?"
"Let you see our strength. Doesn't Mr. Brin not want to drive Microsoft off the throne in the future Internet era? And in addition to being able to invest in you, I can also cooperate with you technically. Of course, you can think about it carefully.
, Haha, Google is still in its infancy, and even if it makes a profit by the end of next year, it will only cost tens of millions of dollars. I can buy 25% of your shares for $100 million," said the old gangster.
Brin and Page looked at each other, and Page smiled and said: "Li, we admire your animation level very much. This is the most realistic and detailed animation I have ever seen. I think it should be no less than 5
100 million U.S. dollars of investment and 3 years. I am very proud of Mr. Li for keeping the news of your animation development very well in the past few years. But Mr. Li, 25% of the shares is too much and we cannot accept it. In that case, we will
Losing the ability to hold holdings is something we don’t want!”
When Wang Zixuan heard the professional Mr. Page mention 500 million US dollars and 3 years, he couldn't help but take another deep look at the old gangster.
"Mr. Page, how much are you willing to transfer?" the old gangster asked.
Brin smiled: "Li, we can't decide yet. We still have to discuss it with our CEO, Mr. Eric Schmitt, who owns 13% of the shares."
"Okay, gentlemen, I'll wait for you for a day. I hope you will consider my suggestion carefully!" said the old gangster.
After the three old gangsters left.
Brin looked at the three-dimensional animation on the screen and said softly: "My brother, has China risen? The production level of this three-dimensional animation cannot be produced even by Light Magic and Mr. Bill. It is not about money and time.
It’s not a problem, it’s a technical problem!”
"Yes, Brin, is this what China was like 1,000 years ago? Was it so prosperous at that time? Look at these two teenagers, haha, Brin, do they look like us? My old brother!
"Page smiled.
Seeing the two dragons on the screen, Brin also said happily: "It does look similar, but brother, to be honest, we are not as handsome as them!"
"Well, this beauty who sells Chinese steamed buns is really pretty, but that Ms. Wang just now is also pretty enough. The beauty of the Oriental lady is quite in line with our aesthetics, not like those niggas!"
"Page, be careful I go to the federal court to accuse you of racial discrimination, haha!"
After the two laughed, Page said: "Brin, let's talk to Mr. Eric Schmidt and ask him to transfer part of it. We have to guarantee the controlling stake!"
The next day when the three old gangsters were in the beautiful Mountain View City, they received a call from Brin, asking the old gangster to go to Google to discuss it.
He had to give up the game. When the old gangster came to Google headquarters again, he saw a middle-aged man and guessed that it might be the CEO Eric Schmitt.
After sitting down, Brin said straightforwardly: "Li, we have discussed that we can only give you 15% of the shares at most, and you must pay a price of 50 million US dollars."
Grandma’s 15% stake is estimated to have been condensed to 7% after the listing. Based on Google’s total market value of US$180 billion nine years later, it will be a market value of more than US$12 billion.
But the old gangster heard again: "We still have two conditions, that is, Li's company cannot enter the search market in the form of a holding company in the future, and your shares cannot be transferred within five years."
The old gangster laughed: "Mr. Brin, two gentlemen, since you have put forward these two harsh conditions, 15% of the shares is indeed a bit less. You must give us 20% of the shares. We can pay 60 million US dollars."
cost."
Eric Schmitt held the pencil in his hand and suddenly drew something on the paper in front of him. After Brin saw it, he smiled at the old gangster and said: "18% of the shares, 60 million US dollars!"
The old gangster also looked at Wang Zixuan at this time and said, "What do you think?"
Wang Zixuan showed an angelic smile and said: "I think it's okay!"
The three Western men were all infected by this smile. Page hurriedly said: "Li, we are sincere at this price, and we hope we can have opportunities to cooperate in the future!"
So it’s settled;
The two parties then signed a share transfer agreement.
The old gangster stood behind Wang Zixuan and watched her sign with her delicate hands. He thought to himself, grandma's 60 million U.S. dollars will become 16 billion U.S. dollars in 9 years. Even if I cash out by then, the stock price will fall.
Some, at least 12 billion US dollars in profits. Even if the current US dollar depreciates by half, compared with now, I will still have 6 billion US dollars in profits. The profit in 9 years is 100 times, it is worth it!
The most important thing is that I am also a shareholder of Google. Once the name is announced, who will dare to despise me? What kind of turtle will dare to rob Mayfair? The corrupt officials of China will dare to show off in front of me?
The old gangster couldn't help but feel excited when he thought of this.
Now that they have a cooperative relationship, Bryn Page feels closer to the old gangster and invites them to dinner.
Let's just have dinner, but in order to attend the dinner, the old gangster had to accompany Wang Zixuan to buy a set of suitable dinner gifts.
With Wang Zixuan's aesthetics, appearance, figure and temperament, wearing an evening dress made the old gangster feel that he could add one point to her, reaching 96 points.
Wang Zixuan was the first to attend such social occasions as a girlfriend wearing gifts and holding an old gangster on her arm. In the rented top-of-the-line Porsche, she said: "Yifan, Yang Fei'er has never experienced this before, right?"
"Of course, there is a first time for everything, but don't argue with her. My little wife is probably thinking too much about me at home. She's so pitiful!" the old gangster laughed.
"Huh, let her be pitiful. When you get back, you follow her to Xiangjiang. I'm in Xijing. Aren't you pitiful?" Wang Zixuan said.
Hehe, you are really not pitiful. What is pitiful is Sister Baoxiu. I said I wanted to eat her, but I never realized it. I wonder if she will resent me, the old gangster thought self-righteously.
Over dinner, Brin said: "Lee, can your cartoon be shown in the United States?"
As the introducer, Mr. Stern was present at this time, but he walked out of the office after introducing the old gangster yesterday and did not see the cartoon.
"I think if I have the opportunity, I will definitely come. Haha, after all, the parent company of this subsidiary animation studio is also an American company. I wonder how the federal government can restrict the products of its own companies?" said the old gangster.
"This has little to do with the federal government. The key is whether the movie companies that control the theaters are willing." Page said.
Stern said with interest: "Li, do you still make cartoons? Can you be lucky enough to witness them?"
"Of course, but I don't have a copy now. After returning home this time, I will first find the author of the original work and ask him for authorization." The old gangster said.
"Oh my God, Li, you invested so much money and people without getting the authorization from the author of this story in advance? But yes, I think the author will definitely give it to you. He also has to thank you for bringing his book to life.
Show it." Page said.
After dinner, Brin invited the old gangster to visit Google's workplace tomorrow. The old gangster in his previous life had always been envious of Google's corrupt and humane working environment, and now he wholeheartedly agreed.
Night had fallen, and the old gangster parked his car on the edge of a winding road on a hill in Mountain View.
Looking at the beautiful night scene below, the old gangster sighed: "Sister Zixuan, the scenery of the small city here is quite good, and the public security is good. The key is that it has the atmosphere of a dream, the atmosphere of the American dream that Americans are proud of. What?
When there are several small cities like this appearing in China, it means that China has truly risen."
Wang Zixuan stood next to him, the night wind gently blowing her dress and her black hair. Her 1.68-inch body looked even more graceful and graceful when she put on high heels.
"Yifan, does the signing of today's agreement represent a small step forward in your dream?" Wang Zixuan turned to look at him and chuckled.
The old gangster gently hugged her, and the touch of Wang Zixuan's body under the milky silky evening dress became extremely strong.
The clothes were made of silk inside and out. Fortunately, they were not translucent. The old gangster sighed, then hugged her tightly and stroked her gently...
When he touched Wang Zixuan's slender breasts, he found that she had used rug strips to prevent the appearance of exposed spots, so he chuckled and said, "Sister Zixuan, go back tonight, shall we sleep in the same bed?"
"What a beautiful thought. I'm not as easily deceived by you as Yang Fei'er. Hum, not even a year, no, I won't let you do that until we get married!" Wang Zixuan gently stroked his shirt and said.
.
The old gangster rarely wears shirts and suits, so tonight's formal dinner is a last resort.
Sister Zixuan is about to be destroyed by me, the old gangster sighed in his heart.
The next day, the two old gangsters visited Google's office as scheduled. It was a pity that he did not see how corrupt it was. The humanity was good, for example, you could wear casual clothes, freely decorate the work space, and you could bring pets to work.
Now that she has come to the United States, and it is Wang Zixuan's first time here, the old gangster has to take her to Hollywood and New York. When she comes to New York, she naturally has to visit the Statue of Liberty and Fifth Avenue.
Big and small bags.
Wang Zixuan's shopping desire is no weaker than that of Miss Yang, or even much stronger.
In the end, I had to ask FedEx to ship it directly back to China.
It was already a week after the two of them returned to Xijing, China, and the second day of the May Day holiday had begun.
Wang Zixuan was very reasonable and gave up the old gangster to Miss Yang.
When the old gangster returned to his den, he found that Beauty Yang was not there again. He called and said that he was visiting the Terracotta Warriors and Horses with his elder brother and it would take a few hours to go back.
After hanging up the phone, the old gangster thought, does this wife have a brother-in-law plot? She must be interrogated when she comes back today!
But he didn't know that since he was not at home, Miss Yang felt empty as long as she stayed in the den. She might as well go on a one-day trip to the Qin Terracotta Warriors with her elder brother.