Chapter 379 My only request is to make it easier to dismantle
The project that everyone is optimistic about is not called venture capital, but crowdfunding?
Well, Mr. Pei’s words still subvert common sense, but they are very thought-provoking and contain quite profound philosophical thoughts...
Everyone around the conference table was thinking about the meaning behind Mr. Pei's words.
Although I think it makes sense, I always feel like something is wrong?
Pei Qian turned over the pitiful page in his hand, trying hard to find more "success factors" on it, but failed.
The contents of this investment plan highlight a "magic and unconstrained" approach.
The initiator of this project is Zhang Wang. Although there are no photos or personal information in the investment plan, Pei Qian couldn't help but come up with a comic image.
In this investment plan, more than half of the space is devoted to talking about the bright prospects of the shared phone booth project.
"With the development of mobile communication technology, mobile phones have become a standard accessory for almost everyone. However, as one of the symbols of urban public services, public phone booths are rarely used by people."
“It has been idle for a long time, abandoned, and may even face the fate of being demolished!”
"I have to say that this is a break in cultural inheritance, the disappearance of precious memories, the pain of the development of the times, and a common loss for every citizen!"
Seeing this, Pei Qian couldn't help but want to make an expression like "Old man, subway, mobile phone.jpg", but after all, in full view of the public, he still managed to hold back with his good acting skills.
"My goal is to revitalize public phone booths with the nourishment of Internet thinking!"
"On the basis of continuing the functions of public phone booths, shared phone booths will use art to reshape the public's aesthetics, use feelings to evoke public memories, use convenience to change public life, and use performance art to demonstrate brand value to the whole society!"
Pei Qian couldn't help but sigh, he was quite proficient in using this short parallel sentence, and his language level must be at least in the second grade of junior high school.
What follows is basically some talk about Yunshan and foggy vehicles. Anyway, there is no specific plan for this project, only a dry number: the budget is 200,000.
At the end of the plan there is contact information: mobile phone number.
Pei Qian handed the plan to He Desheng: "Call me and ask him when he has time to come over and discuss the project."
He Desheng wrote down this person's phone number and went to the side and dialed a number.
After a while, He Desheng came back: "Mr. Pei, he said to wait a moment. He is on his way. He will be there in about ten minutes."
Pei Qian: "..."
So fast?
Actually, I just wanted to make an appointment first and then have an interview later.
But when I thought about it, this was normal.
The investment plans currently accepted by Yuanmeng Venture Capital are basically local projects in Jingzhou. This Zhang Wang probably lives in Jingzhou, and is probably not far from Yuanmeng Venture Capital.
It is reasonable to speculate that Zhang Wang probably does not have a serious career. It is estimated that other investment companies will not pay attention to his plan at all, so his schedule should be quite relaxed.
It's normal to be on call, but if something happens to him, it's not normal...
Since it's ten minutes, let's wait.
Pei Qian took out his mobile phone and browsed the webpage casually.
He Desheng and others took the time to circulate the investment plan and read it carefully word by word.
Although this plan looks quite unreliable from all aspects, there must be something about it that impressed Mr. Pei!
In this case, if you find this point, can you understand a little bit of Mr. Pei's investment thinking?
Although this is only a small business of 200,000 yuan, which is only equivalent to 1% of the previous investment, but as the saying goes, you can only tell the subtle things. Maybe it is this kind of small business that can better understand the essence of Mr. Pei's investment method?
Everyone around the conference table frowned, constantly oscillating between doubt and self-doubt.
Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps outside.
"I'm here, I'm here to talk about the project!"
Pei Qian looked up and saw a strong, muscular man breaking in from outside.
It is now January, and the weather outside has turned cold, with temperatures often below zero degrees Celsius all year round. However, this muscular man only wore a rather perfunctory black jacket and jeans. He was in good spirits and did not look cold at all.
The jacket, jeans and sneakers were not of expensive brands, but they were all clean and looked like they had been washed very frequently.
There are no "bits and pieces" such as hats, scarves, masks, gloves, etc. Even wearing a coat and jeans, you can see that this guy is really big, like a small mountain.
What is more eye-catching is his long flowing hair, which is tied up in a ponytail quite casually on the back of his head. The few strands of hair in front are fluttering in the wind, giving him quite the temperament of an artist.
It's just that this "immortal spirit" feeling really doesn't match his figure.
Pei Qian was silent for a moment.
There is a huge gap between this delusion and the image I imagined...
He thought about many images of a liar or a fool, but he never expected that he turned out to be a muscular man. If he were to say that he was a bodyguard, no one would doubt him at all.
Ma Yang whispered in Pei Qian's ear: "Looking like this, it's possible that he ran all the way here."
Pei Qian also noticed that there were beads of sweat on Zhang Wan's head, his face was red, and he was slightly panting. This reaction should not be caused by a short period of strenuous exercise. It was probably long-distance running or cycling.
In this cold weather, long-distance running and cycling are quite confusing activities.
The atmosphere around the conference table became a little quiet for a moment. It is estimated that no one has ever seen such a scene.
Zhang Wang was also a little at a loss. He lowered his voice and repeated: "I'm here to discuss the project."
Pei Qian stood up suddenly and called to the others: "What are you still doing? Hurry and prepare tea! Come, Mr. Zhang, please sit down."
Pei Qian raised his hand and motioned for Zhang Wang to sit down in the empty seat opposite the long conference table.
Someone next to him handed him a cup of hot tea, and Zhang Wan reached out to take it, thanking him profusely.
Pei Qian said: "Don't be in a hurry. Drink slowly. It's been a hard journey all the way. Please be patient. We can talk about the project slowly."
Zhang Wang blew, drank the whole cup of tea in one breath, and looked at the young man opposite who had been talking to him.
Obviously, this is his investor, I just don’t know what to call him.
He Desheng hurriedly introduced: "This is Mr. Pei, the president of Tenda Group; this is Mr. Ma, the CEO of Yuanmeng Venture Capital."
Zhang Wan was very excited: "Mr. Pei, Mr. Ma, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity!"
"Next, I'll tell you two a little bit about my project, Sharing Umbrellas!"
"We often encounter the problem of going out on a rainy day without bringing an umbrella. Buying one on the roadside is not only expensive but also of poor quality!"
Pei Qian: "?"
He raised his hand and signaled Zhang Wan to stop quickly: "Tai, stop, stop, what is your project?"
Zhang Wan was stunned: "Share umbrellas."
Everyone around the conference table had a huge question mark over their heads.
Pei Qian coughed twice and said, "But what your plan says is a shared phone booth."
Zhang Wan was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, it is also my project to contribute phone booths!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Pei, I have too many ideas and I've lost track of them all."
"Mr. Pei, I wonder if you are interested in my shared umbrella project? Do you want to invest together?"
Ma Yang's eyes were full of interest and he whispered: "Brother Qian, this project seems more reliable than a phone booth!"
Pei Qian's face darkened.
Sharing umbrellas? It sounds like such a reliable project, how could I invest in it?
Well, it's hard to say whether it's reliable or not, but at least it works.
Useful, that means there are risks!
Pei Qian shook his head: "I'm not interested in sharing umbrellas for the moment, so let's talk about sharing phone booths."
"Okay, Mr. Pei." Zhang Wan didn't feel too disappointed, "Shared phone booths come from my nostalgia for public phone booths..."
Pei Qian had a premonition that he was about to start a meaningless tirade, so he quickly raised his hand to signal him to stop.
"Okay, okay, there is no need to introduce the details of the project. Your investment plan has already been written in great detail."
He Desheng glanced at the investment plan subconsciously.
This page is also called "very detailed"???
Pei Qian continued: "I will simply ask you the most critical question, and you should answer me as simply and directly as possible, okay?"
Zhang Wan nodded: "No problem, Mr. Pei!"
Pei Qian: "You want an investment of 200,000, how did you come up with this number?"
Zhang Wang replied confidently: "Mr. Pei, I figured it out."
"I plan to invest in 20 shared phone booths, each costing 10,000 yuan."
"The pavilion is 2.4 meters high, made of tinplate, sprayed with high-temperature paint, carved with retro door handles, and decorated with wooden baseboards. It has exquisite workmanship and beautiful shape. The price of the pavilion itself is about 5,000 yuan."
"In addition to other costs of the pavilion, we have to leave a surplus of 5,000 yuan."
"So, the total is two hundred thousand."
After Zhang Wang finished speaking, he looked at Pei Qian expectantly.
Pei Qian thought for a while: "That won't work."
"A total of 200,000, how can you invest it all at once? How can you do a project without emergency funds on hand?"
"In this case, I will give you five hundred thousand, and if you think carefully about what else you can add to this phone booth, if it doesn't work, you can customize this booth for me inside and out!"
Zhang Wang was overjoyed: "Okay, Mr. Pei! No problem!"
Pei Qian thought of something else and said, "By the way, this pavilion must be easy to install and dismantle. That's all I ask."
Zhang Wang thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, although I don't think this is necessary, since you, Mr. Pei, have spoken, I will definitely finish it!"
Pei Qian has no other requirements for this project. He just hopes that the pavilions will be easier to dismantle. After the project fails, these pavilions can be dismantled smoothly and the scrap metal can be sold without producing urban waste.
After all, Mr. Pei's goal is just to lose some money, not to create a burden on the city, and to be a quality person.
Having said that, Pei Qian only noticed at this moment that even for such an unreliable project, the system did not issue a warning.
Is it because a mere five hundred thousand dollars is no longer considered money in the eyes of the system?
After all, the system has already allowed a charity limit of five million.
Pei Qian couldn't help but sigh, system, system, it seems you still don't understand the principle of "preventing the slightest and overcoming the slow".
A lot of 500,000 can add up to a lot!
In any case, losing five hundred thousand first is a good start!
