My Age of Investment

Lin Xinhe is currently having a headache about the Thousand Oaks Group.

The opponent, Xiaonei, made great strides all the way, and the Thousand Oaks Group was completely silent.

From the perspective of the outside world, the Thousand Oaks Group shrank its defenses and faced the fierce attack of Xiaonei.

In fact, Thousand Oaks did not admit defeat or admit defeat, but was preparing its troops for war.

The university has been on vacation for a large area, and there is no one in the school. Even if Thousand Oaks wants to follow the trend of Xiaonei, there is no way.

Under such circumstances, the Thousand Oaks Group could only secretly start planning various campus activities, quietly waiting for the opportunity to come back after the start of school in September.

After three months, can it be turned against the wind? To put a big question mark.

Seeing that Qian Oak Group's money was pouring out like running water, but the number of users did not increase, although he knew it was a normal phenomenon, Lin Xinhe was still secretly worried.

He still had a deep feeling in his heart that the ship Thousand Oaks was going to sink.

Although this is a bit of boosting other people's ambitions, destroying one's own prestige.

However, looking at the problem objectively is not.

"A campaign budget of $20 million is too small. I suggest making it $40 million."

On the board of directors of Thousand Oaks Group, Zhang Fan threw the activity plan distributed by Chen Yizhou to all the directors on the table, and smiled contemptuously, "Xiaonei.com spent more than 100 million yuan for activities, and we have twice as much as them.

They can add 10 million new users a month, and we will add 20 million new users, directly winning the entire campus market. "

All the shareholders nodded one after another, throwing out all kinds of compliments without any money.

"That's right, let's show our momentum."

"What is Xiaonei.com, but it only relies on spending money to promote it. We spend more money than them. Let's see what advantages they have?"

"That's right, another batch of new college students entered the school in September. These are all new users who have not registered on the Xiaonei website. It is worth fighting for."

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Looking at the group of investors he anesthetized, Lin Xinhe didn't know what to do, and felt very disgusted.

I think these people are going crazy.

The investment failed, and the signs were getting worse and worse. I didn't want to stop the loss, and I was still begging for nothing like a red-eyed gambler, refusing to play at the gambling table.

"I'm not in favor of expanding the campaign budget to $40 million."

Lin Xinhe spoke suddenly, calming down the frenzied scene.

"Why don't you agree?"

Zhang Fan stared at Lin Xinhe steadfastly, if the other party didn't tell the reason today, he wouldn't just let it go.

In a scene where morale is so high, if the other party says this, if it is said lightly, it will disturb the morale of the army; if it is said seriously, it will be destructive!

Lin Xinhe and Zhang Fan looked at each other, then turned their eyes to the side, and sighed slightly.

He didn't know why, this sail started some time ago, and the old love sang against him.

You didn't provoke him much, did you?

To get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, Lin Xinhe scanned the people present, and said calmly: "The network in the school is so powerful, I don't think we can act blindly, especially if we don't have any certainty, we need to increase the activity budget."

Zhang Fan sneered, "You know they are powerful, why are we standing still? Why don't we quickly shorten the distance and wait for the opponent to ride away and leave us far behind.

Lao Lin, you are too conservative. This is a taboo in the venture capital industry! "

Although Zhang Fan didn't scold Lin Xinhe, what he said was extremely harsh.

Venture capital has the word "risk" in its name. This is an industry that requires courage and guts, and you must dare to bet and vote.

What Zhang Fan said inside and outside the meaning is that Lin Xinhe is timid and has no courage, and he is not a qualified venture capitalist.

Everyone present understood Zhang Fan's words and laughed, and some even looked at Lin Xinhe.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xinhe was very angry, suppressing the anger in his heart, he tried his best to say in a moderate tone: "We do venture capital, although we are not afraid of risks, we should also do a good job in risk management.

Forty million US dollars, accounting for half of Thousand Oaks' B-round financing.

This is not a small amount of money, and if something goes wrong, it will hurt muscles and bones. "

Zhang Fan interrupted sharply, "What's wrong? What's wrong? You see, you want to shake the morale of the army."

Lin Xinhe said lightly: "I don't mean to disturb the morale of the army, but I just hope that everyone will be more cautious.

According to reliable sources, Xiaonei.com has captured at least 60% of the campus market.

If they complete 80%, 90%, 95% or even 100% coverage within three months and successfully cultivate user stickiness, our event may become a Waterloo. "

"Okay, okay, stop talking, you can reserve your opinion, but we must carry out the $40 million event."

Zhang Fan sneered, "If someone wants to leave as a deserter, we won't stop them."

"you!"

Lin Xinhe pointed at Zhang Fan, feeling that the other party's words were too harsh.

Zhang Fan sneered again and again, ever since he suspected that the other party might be a spy, he has been paying attention to the other party's speech and behavior.

Recently, Lin Xinhe always likes to jump out and sing against him. When talking about Xiaonei, Lin Xinhe always makes no secret of his admiration for this company, and recommends everyone to learn from Xiaonei.

To say that is either bad or stupid.

Seeing that Zhang Fan and Lin Xinhe were about to fight again, the leader Xiong Xiaoge had a headache, his heart was too complicated, and this team became more and more difficult to lead.

So he hurriedly asked everyone to show their hands to vote, not to give them a chance to fight.

Looking at Xiong Xiaoge who was giving orders, Chen Yizhou had a gloomy look in his eyes, and felt like a marionette.

Thousand Oaks is his company, but it is increasingly out of his control.

There is a big enemy outside, he can only endure it until the day when he can feel proud.

Soon, the result of the show of hands vote came out.

Except for Lin Xinhe's objection, the decision to increase the capital of this event was unanimously passed.

After the meeting ended, Lin Xinhe left with a gloomy face.

Not far from the office, Lin Xinhe's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Deng Feng calling.

"Fishing? Where? Good good..."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xinhe felt much better. Fishing is one of his hobbies.

Recently, he was mentally exhausted by the mess of the Thousand Oaks Group, and he hadn't gone fishing for a long time.

Now that Deng Feng invited him to go fishing, he just took this opportunity to relax his mind and body.

Driving the car, Lin Xinhe went home, took a full set of fishing equipment, and drove towards Miyun Reservoir.

When they arrived at the place, Lin Xinhe dialed Deng Feng's number.

Soon, Deng Feng came to the parking lot to look for him.

Carrying a fishing bag, Lin Xinhe followed Deng Feng towards the reservoir.

Miyun Reservoir is located in the mountains and hills of Yanshan Mountain. It was built in 1960. It covers an area of ​​180 square kilometers and has an average water depth of 30 meters. It is the largest artificial lake in Asia. place of supply.

Although it is already a hot summer in June, there are still a lot of fishing spots densely distributed on the edge of the reservoir. There are quite a few fishing friends holding parasols, sun hats, sunglasses, and ice silk sunscreen masks and neck collars.

The figure under a parasol seemed a bit out of place with the surroundings.

He was lying on the recliner, with his legs crossed comfortably, gnawing on a watermelon. The fishing rod in front of him was always watched by a thin figure.

Zhu Min on the side looked at this scene, what a crime, look at someone else's girl being exposed to the sun.

Liu Xiaoduo was wearing a full set of fishing equipment, wrapped up like a terrorist, she was sunburned weakly, looking at the fishing rod, the scorching sun, and the big lake in front of her. tourist route.

"Jing Xing, come here."

After receiving the reminder from Chen Hong not far away, Xia Jingxing straightened up and took a look, then put down the watermelon rind, wiped his hands with a paper towel, covered his face with a newspaper, and lay back.

"Old Lin, it's been a long time since we fished together, what have you been up to lately?"

Lin Xinhe glanced at Deng Feng who was walking side by side, and smiled, "What can I be busy with, it's just work."

"Oh, all right?"

Lin Xinhe shook his head and said nothing.

Deng Feng's eyes flickered, and he brought Lin Xinhe to their fishing spot.

Lin Xinhe shook hands with Zhu Min and Chen Hong respectively, said hello, then put down his backpack and prepared to start fishing.

"Old Lin, don't worry, there is still a friend who hasn't said hello."

Following Deng Feng's gesture, Lin Xinhe turned his head to see that a newspaper had been taken down, and a young face was smiling at him.