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Chapter 7: Xiaomi Heavy Industry, First Entrepreneurship

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Protagonist:

Lin Yi

Hearing the terms "trade-industry-trade" and "industry-trade-industry" from Lei Jun's mouth, Lin Yi was not surprised.

After all, these were terms their generation often kept on their lips.

Aside from eating and drinking, with a cigarette clamped between their fingers, all it took was a tiny prompt for them to start holding forth on the state of the world, writing impassioned prose, treating the marquises of ten thousand households of yesteryear as dirt.

Right hand resting on the desk, index finger tapping lightly, Lin Yi then shook his head:

"None of it matters, whether it's trade-industry-trade or industry-trade-industry."

"None of it matters."

"The crucial point is, when this land beneath your feet needs you, you must be able to step up."

"If you can't step up, then it's just another Jingyuan joke."

"I've given my advice; now, President Lei, it's your turn to make the call."

"How long do you need to borrow it for?" Lei Jun didn't agree immediately, but changed the subject, asking Lin Yi how long he needed to borrow it for.

Asked this question again, Lin Yi smiled faintly and replied:

"I said it just now, 15 days. I need this sum of funds to stay in my company's account for 15 days."

"Counting from when the funds arrive in the account, after 15 days I'll transfer the funds back to you."

"If you're not at ease, you can send a finance team to follow along."

The surprisingly short duration of fund usage made Lei Jun subconsciously frown.

The words were simple, but information could be gleaned from them.

Lin Yi used the word "stay" — meaning this sum of funds would only remain in the account, not be used.

After 15 days, the finance team could wire the funds out of the account, back into their own hands.

In other words, Lin Yi might not need this money at all; what he needed was the tiger skin of this money.

In this instant, Lei Jun grew interested in what Lin Yi was going to do.

Reaching out to grab that dried rose, bringing the petals under his nose, taking a light sniff, he said softly:

"In that case, please wait a moment, Mr. Lin. I'll go talk to a few colleagues of mine."

As he spoke, he had already risen from his chair.

Then he shouted toward outside the door: "Xiao Wang, take Mr. Lin to the lounge. It happens to be noon, you order some food."

The door opened in response, a younger head poked into the room:

"President Lei, can Mr. Lin eat spicy food?"

"Yanjing-style medium spicy, thanks!" Lin Yi stated his taste preference with a smile, raising his eyes, happening to meet Lei Jun's gaze.

Lei Jun smiled, nodded his head, fished out his phone and snapped a photo of Lin Yi, then turned and walked out of the room.

In the blink of an eye, he pulled open the door to the next room and ducked inside.

Beside the tea table in the center of the room, several people were sitting. Hearing the movement at the doorway, these people turned their heads in unison to look at Lei Jun.

No one spoke, but their eyes were enough to express everything they wanted to say.

Lei Jun walked over and sat down, picked up a cup of tea that hadn't been drunk, downed it in one go, set down the teacup and exclaimed:

"Young people nowadays have vision and scheming depth that are too deep."

Finishing his exclamation, under the curious gazes of the crowd, he recounted everything Lin Yi had said, one by one.

After listening, everyone present couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Because although Lin Yi spoke few words, the advice he gave was indeed more detailed than they had imagined, and the future held even greater potential.

And what scared them even more was that this young man actually knew their upcoming thoughts like the back of his hand.

This...

If this runs off to the competition, tells their thoughts to the competition, and then comes up with an even better plan, their venture this time.

They can pack up and scram right now.

This...

This isn't coming to borrow money at all, this t. n. d. is a blatant threat.

No money, you die!

Those hidden competitors might not need this proposal, but they'd definitely be happy to trip up their opponent.

After a long time, the person sitting on Lei Jun's left asked softly:

"So President Lei, what do you plan to do? Lend him the money?"

"Not so fast!" Lei Jun waved his hand, his gaze falling on the three people opposite.

The one on the left is Lin Bin, a partner in this venture.

The two on the right are the company's technical backbone, Zhao Ming and Chen Kai.

Of course, none of that matters; what matters is that these three are all sharp operators.

Sensing Lei Jun's gaze, the three straightened up and nodded lightly.

Lei Jun went on to say: "Lin Bin, you take Zhao Ming and Chen Kai later, go to the lounge and meet that Lin Yi."

"Bring the mahjong set and play a few rounds with him. I'll go look for connections, see if I can investigate his background."

"If his background checks out, maybe we can even pull him into our company."

"On your end, try to pry out some intelligence as well."

"Go on!"

"Mm!" Having received the mission arrangement, Lin Bin gave a soft acknowledgment and, calling to Chen Kai, headed out.

The others in the room exchanged a glance with Lei Jun and followed out as well.

The room door closed, and the room was left with Lei Jun alone once more.

After pondering for a moment, he fished out his phone, found the Jiangzhou University president's number, and dialed it casually.

It was lunchtime, and the call was answered very quickly.

Listening to the pleasantries on the phone, Lei Jun did not waste time; he straightforwardly gave the reason he had just fabricated, reported Lin Yi's information, and spent fifty cents to send an MMS.

Once the MMS sent successfully prompt popped up, he stood up again, poured himself a cup of water, and sat on the sofa waiting quietly.

For him, time could be described as passing like years.

At the moment he looked at the phone for who knew how many times, the phone rang.

The moment he answered, the Jiangzhou University president's voice came through:

"Lei, tell me honestly, what do you want checking that student for?"

"I'm preparing to set up a new company, these past few days I've been recruiting externally, this person came over, his requirements are a bit high, I don't understand his technology, so I had to ask someone to inquire."

This was the reason Lei Jun had thought up from the start.

It was also a reason that could be cashed in at any time; when the time came to bring Lin Yi to the company, even if others asked, his making this call would be perfectly reasonable.

Hearing the explanation again, the person on the other end of the phone fell silent for a while.

After a few deep breaths, a voice carrying a hint of persuasion came from the phone:

"Just now I had someone ask around; Dongda Men's Vocational Technical Institute does indeed have this student, and his ability is very strong."

"As for what he does at school, don't ask; the past doesn't matter; what matters is this person has ability."

"That's all I can say; whether to use this person is up to you."

This persuasion did not make Lei Jun back down; on the contrary, he felt reassured in his heart.

Smiling, he said a few more words to the president on the phone, had the president recommend a few talents for him, and only then hung up.

Stuffing the phone into his pocket, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked slowly toward the lounge.

Just as he entered the lounge, the person guarding the door saw him and casually handed over a boxed meal.

Lei Jun took the boxed meal, opened it, and while shoveling rice into his mouth, walked toward the few people playing mahjong in the very center of the lounge.

The four people at the mahjong table each held a boxed meal in hand.

Doing two things at once, eating while watching the tiles on the mahjong table.

Only the four people's expressions were all not too good, just like they had eaten a fly.

Carrying curiosity, Lei Jun circled the mahjong table once, looking at the four people's tiles.

Finally he stopped behind Lin Yi and said softly:

"You four are pretty unlucky; not a single one of you can win with these tiles!"

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