Chapter 327: Director of "Millionaire Painter"
The people around were a little jealous when they saw Zhang Xiaolong earn a million dollars in one go.
It's only been a few days and I've already got one million.
As expected, following Mr. Lu, there is a future!
Even Lei Peilin, who held shares in his hands, was a little excited. His eyes fell on Lu Yiming, and his gaze gradually became fanatical and determined.
Obviously, Lu Yiming is playing such a big game, which means he is very confident in this project, which also means that if the project is successful, the benefits will be unimaginable!
For a moment, everyone was excited and full of energy, and they only wanted to become the second Zhang Xiaolong.
On the other hand, Zhang Xiaolong was also impressed by Lu Yiming's generosity.
Although Lu Yiming spent 10 million to buy Zhang Xiaolong's Foxmail, according to the contract, Zhang Xiaolong is still responsible for the maintenance and operation of Foxmail. It's just an exchange of ownership.
And this one million was used to buy just a small program that couldn't be simpler, which further reflects Lu Yiming's generosity and magnanimity.
A boss who spends one million to buy a piece of beautiful jade is nothing special.
But the boss who is willing to spend one million to buy a piece of marble is the real rich man.
When we come out to work, who doesn’t want to work for a generous boss?
"Okay, Mr. Lu, I'll go back to sleep first."
Let me explain this on two sides.
Although Lu Yiming agreed to invest all of Zhou Hongyi's money, Zhou Hongyi still felt very unhappy with Lu Yiming's offer.
In his opinion, even Zhang Xiaolong's shabby stuff could be sold for 10 million, so his Sanshen Twenty-One was an epoch-making item. Would it be reasonable not to sell it for 100 million?
He felt very depressed. He was actually outdone by Zhang Xiaolong. What kind of fucked up world is this?
After returning home, Zhou Hongyi couldn't sleep because she was thinking about it, so she called Lei Jun and planned to complain about it.
As early as 1996, Zhou Hongyi had already known Lei Jun, and the relationship between the two was interesting from the very beginning.
At that time, Lei Jun was working on Pangu components and was already the head of Kingsoft's development department. He wanted to win over Zhou Hongyi and Li Zhao and get them to work with him at Kingsoft.
As a result, when the two met, Lei Jun wanted Zhou Hongyi to go to Jinshan, but Zhou Hongyi wanted Lei Jun to invest in him so that he could be his own boss.
What’s even more coincidental is that Lei Jun’s wife is Zhou Hongyi’s classmate.
With these relationships, Zhou Hongyi and Lei Jun naturally have a good personal relationship, and they often meet up to drink tea and chat. Not to mention that they both had thoughts about Foxmail before, and now Foxmail's bride is married and the groom is not me, Zhou Hongyi felt that she and Lei Jun were in the same boat, so she called him.
"Hey, Lao Lei, are you asleep?"
On the other side, at Kingsoft Software, Lei Jun, who was writing code to replicate an email system, was a little surprised when he suddenly received a call from Zhou Hongyi.
"No, I'm working overtime at the company. What do you want from me?"
Zhou Hongyi said with an unhappy look on her face: "Can't I come to you if nothing happens?"
Lei Jun laughed out loud: "Everyone knows that you, Old Zhou, never come to visit me for no reason. Tell me. If you don't, I will come to you to ask you a question."
Zhou Hongyi said: "Zhang Xiaolong sold Foxmail."
"Sold it?"
Lei Jun was a little surprised.
This result was both within his expectations and beyond his expectations.
As expected, Zhang Xiaolong had wanted to sell Foxmail for a long time, and now that the deal has been done, it is a natural thing to do.
What was unexpected was that he had just rejected Zhang Xiaolong a few days ago, but Zhang Xiaolong actually found a buyer for Foxmail so quickly. That was quite efficient.
Of course, Lei Jun didn't take this matter too seriously, and said in a relaxed tone: "How much did it sell for? I offered 150,000 a few days ago, but he didn't sell it."
Zhou Hongyi slowly uttered a number: "Ten million."
"What? Ten million?"
When Lei Jun learned the exact amount, he screamed, "Who sold it? That broken thing is worth 10 million? Old Zhou, if there are other idiots with so much money, please tell me!"
Zhou Hongyi snorted, obviously still sulking in her heart: "Fool? He's very smart. I went to him and told him all about my project, and he agreed to invest 5 million in me and asked me for 30% of the shares."
"Hiss... this is a strange person. What you said makes me want to meet him. Who is he?"
"Lu Yiming, a senior student at Baiyun No. 1 High School in Guangdong Province."
Lei Jun: “…”
What the hell, high school students!
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There are no secrets on the Internet. The news that Lu Yiming spent 10 million to buy Foxmail quickly spread in the domestic Internet circle.
Although he could spend his own money however he wanted, there was no shortage of people gossiping in this world. So after attracting the attention of people in the circle, many people were saying that he spent 10 million to buy something worth less than 150,000.
Outsiders are laughing at the joke, but people in the Internet circle, especially those hungry entrepreneurs, see six words: stupid people, lots of money, come quickly!
For a time, many people who were in need of start-up capital became eager to get to know Mr. Lu, who was rumored to not regard money as money.
It was because the efficiency of information transmission was poor these days, and Lu Yiming had always been very low-key and had not appeared in domestic newspapers and media, otherwise the Lu family's door would have been broken down long ago.
However, for most people, Lu Yiming's behavior was obviously regarded as a joke by them after dinner.
Spending 10 million to buy a software worth less than 150,000 is ridiculous. Isn't it the same as spending the money for a piece of white jade and buying a piece of marble?
Especially in the business circle of Baiyun City, many old money uncles were waiting to see Lu Yiming make a fool of himself.
On this day, Lu Yiming had just gotten up and was getting ready for school, but at the gate of the Bihai Longting community, he saw Lin Shuyi who was also getting ready to go out.
Lin Shuyi took off her sunglasses and greeted him with a smile: "Lu Yiming, long time no see. You have become famous again recently."
Apart from handling company affairs, Lu Yiming was studying hard every day and had no time to pay attention to the rumors outside. After hearing what Lin Shuyi said, he suddenly felt a little strange: "Why am I famous?"
Lin Shuyi was so amused just thinking about the comments she had heard that she immediately teased him, "Now the entire Baiyun business community is spreading your story, making fun of you for being stupid and having a lot of money. They said you spent 10 million to buy a piece of junk that others didn't want for 150,000, and you will definitely lose a lot of money in the end."
Lu Yiming finally understood what Lin Shuyi was talking about. He snorted and said contemptuously, "Summer insects can't talk about ice. They know nothing."
It was rare to see Lu Yiming being humiliated. Lin Shuyi suppressed her smile and was very curious about this matter. "To be honest, although those words are unpleasant to hear, I also think there is some truth in them. Isn't it just an email software? Is it worth 10 million? You were not deceived by someone, were you?"
Although Lu Yiming had won many battles in investment before, everyone has their own mistakes. As he was young and inexperienced, it was not uncommon for him to be deceived.
Facing Lin Shuyi's question, Lu Yiming couldn't help but sigh: "You only see the price, but I am the only one who sees the value. Do you know what it means to save a little money but ruin a big thing?"
Lin Shuyi was still smiling and shook her head slightly: "I don't know , how about you tell me?"
Lu Yiming then said, "In the past, there was a king who loved horses and wanted to use a huge price of gold to buy a thousand-mile horse. After three years, he still had no success. At this time..."
Before she finished speaking, Lin Shuyi immediately stopped him: "Stop, isn't this the story of buying a horse's bones for a huge sum of money? Do you think I've never been educated?"
Lu Yiming blinked his eyes. "Oh, so you know how to spend a fortune on horse bones? Then why don't you think about it, I spent 10 million, did I buy that crappy software? What I value is Zhang Xiaolong. This guy's idea at the time was to sell the software for 150,000 and then go abroad. You say I spent 150,000 to buy a bunch of crappy code, what's the point?"
Obviously, Lu Yiming had a clear idea from the beginning, and he knew that if he wanted to retain top talents, he must not be stingy with money: "10 million, I bought his talent and ability, not dead things like software. I used 10 million to tie this person to my side, and he will be able to create hundreds of 10 million in value for me in the future."
Lin Shuyi temporarily understood Lu Yiming's idea, but she began to doubt Lu Yiming's boasting: "Is this Zhang Xiaolong really as amazing as you say?"
"Whether it is true or not, just wait two years and then everything will be clear."
As a reborn person, Lu Yiming knew the value of Zhang Xiaolong long ago. Is ten million yuan expensive for such a big boss who can extend the life of Tencent?
However, Lin Shuyi didn't quite believe it at this time: "Then I'll just wait and see."
The 10 million that Lu Yiming had was not the Lin family's money, so Lin Shuyi certainly would not interfere. She just heard some rumors and felt curious.
Now that Lu Yiming had answered her questions, she naturally had no interest in things like what would happen two or three years later.
"Are you free? I'll treat you to morning tea."
"Miss Lin invited me to have morning tea, so I have to make time even if I don't have time."
"cut."
Pearl Television.
Li Zixian received a call from Lu Yiming.
"Hey, beautiful lady, good morning."
When Li Zixian heard Lu Yiming's voice, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said, "Mr. Lu called me at this time, don't you want to invite me to lunch?"
On the other end of the phone, Lu Yiming said, "Lunch is a piece of cake. I want to discuss something with you about the show "Millionaire Painter."
Li Zixian has now been designated as the female host and producer of "Millionaire Painter". She represents Mingzhu TV Station in connecting with Shijinji for all content related to this program, which naturally includes Lu Yiming.
"Oh? What are you going to discuss?"
When it comes to work, Li Zixian immediately adjusted her mindset and her expression became serious.
Lu Yiming said bluntly: "It's like this. Although I came up with the core concept of the program "Millionaire Painters", I have no experience in this area after all, so I want you to help me look at my program plan. Don't your TV station have a lot of talents in this area? Find someone to improve it for me. Moreover, such a large program still has a lot of details, and I will trouble your TV station to give us advice when the time comes. I can give you a position as the chief planner of the program at that time."
Li Zixian readily agreed, "No problem. There are several experienced program producers and directors in the TV station. I'll ask them to check it. I'll drive over to get your plan now. Where are you now?"
Lu Yiming told Li Zixian the location, and Li Zixian quickly brought the plan back to Mingzhu TV Station.
Li Zixian returned to the office, looked carefully at Lu Yiming's plan, then went upstairs and knocked on the door of a room.
"Master Wei, are you there? I'm Xiaoxian."
This Master Wei, whose name is Wei Dexuan, has a long career at Mingzhu TV Station. He has hosted several variety shows with good ratings and is considered the station's pillar of support.
That's why Li Zixian was the first one who thought of looking for him for help.
Soon, a somewhat vicissitudes of life voice came from the office: "Xiao Xian, come in."
Wei Dexuan is over sixty years old this year, which is not considered young for a TV person, but as the saying goes, the older you get, the more powerful you become. Although the TV station has assigned him fewer tasks, his prestige in the TV station has not diminished at all. Whenever people have something they can't make up their minds about, they will come to discuss it with him.
Li Zixian entered the room, pushed Lu Yiming's plan in front of Wei Dexuan, and said, "Master Wei, our TV station is planning a reality show called "Millionaire Painter". You have heard about it, right? This is the program plan sent by our partner. I would like to ask you to give it a look."
When Wei Dexuan heard Li Zixian talking about "Millionaire Painter", he immediately showed a disdainful expression on his face and said bluntly: "Xiaoxian, there are no outsiders here, so I will tell you directly. I didn't think highly of this program from the beginning. The painting competition is not very entertaining, and it is completely pointless. It is just a waste of time."
He wasn't even interested in taking a look at the plan.
After hearing this, Li Zixian stood up helplessly and said, "Okay, then I won't bother you anymore."
Wei Dexuan fundamentally rejected the program "Million Painters". It would be a complete waste of effort to discuss the plan with Wei Dexuan.
Li Zixian then contacted several senior program directors and planners from other TV stations, but it turned out that these people had similar opinions to Wei Dexuan, and they all thought that this program was of no use.
There is no other way. Singing and dancing competitions can at least be watched to entertain the body and mind, and you can see beautiful girls and handsome guys.
What’s so interesting about a painting competition?
Could it be that we point the camera at a few painters and watch them sit still for hours?
Only a ghost would watch this!
Li Zixian, who had been rejected repeatedly, had already reached the end of this floor of the office building.
Unable to find the right person, Li Zixian felt very discouraged.
Just as she turned around and was about to go downstairs, she saw the office in the corner with a sign reading "Yang Li". She couldn't help but take a deep breath, walked up and knocked on the door.
"Director Yang, are you there? I'm Li Zixian."
Soon, a strong voice came from inside: "The door is not locked, come in."
Because of the suppression by Wei Dexuan, Yang Li had a hard time in the TV station in the past few years. He could only appear on programs that Wei Dexuan disliked. And the programs he got were basically late-night programs after midnight, with low ratings.
To the point that he has almost been forgotten by everyone on TV.
Li Zixian walked into the office and said directly: "Director Yang, the TV station is planning a reality show called "Millionaire Painter". Can you help me look at the plan?"
