Chapter 394 You'll Be Numb if You Stomp on Me

Connor left.

He waved his sleeves, taking away everyone's respect for him.

Zhang Hongli and Xu Kaiwei also left.

This time, they left together. Before leaving, they shook hands with the young president meaningfully, expressing their expectation for the next progress of the project.

Fang Zhuo knew that the two companies would definitely communicate privately, and 80% of them would advance and retreat together, but there was no way, this was already an acceptable small price.

Xiong Xiaoge also left, without saying anything.

All the friends left.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows and sat in his president's office thinking about how to get things done...

Dong Dong Dong, the office door was knocked.

Xiong Xiaoge, who had just left, came back again.

He looked a little sneaky, and looked around after entering the president's office, as if he was expecting something.

"They haven't come back yet, and the office is so small, can I still hide people?"

Fang Zhuo took a sip of cold tea.

Xiong Xiaoge breathed a sigh of relief: "Before I knocked on the door, I was thinking about how to greet Zhang Hongli and Xu Kaiwei if I ran into them."

Fang Zhuo said lightly: "They have no intention of coming back. You investors are just heartless."

Xiong Xiaoge was amused: "Our heart? Whose heart is dirty? You are really good. You found a big fool to enter."

"You are the only one who is smart. If it were you, you would definitely tear up the agreement and turn around and leave." Fang Zhuo let his neck sag on the boss chair and changed to a more comfortable position to look at the ceiling.

Xiong Xiaoge heard this and thought carefully. If it were him, it would be hard to say.

In a conference room, there are the famous business presidents of China, the world's leading investment banks, the largest financial institutions in Germany, and the top venture capital firms familiar with domestic business.

Who would have thought of such a group of people joining forces to make trouble when they walked into this conference room?

Xiong Xiaoge has always been very confident in his vision and acumen, but facing this group of gangs that are not inferior to him or even better...

This is not a conference room at all!

This is an unfair arena!

This kind of deliberate planning, this kind of hunting layout...

He shook his head and sat on the sofa muttering to himself: "You will feel numb even if you stomp."

Xiong Xiaoge remembered a famous line from the Spring Festival Gala two years ago.

Fang Zhuo laughed: "Old Xiong, what's wrong with you? Be more confident and stand up!"

"Fang Zhuo, do you know? You were too much before, and now you have evolved from an individual to a gang... You are not a good person, really, anyone who deals with you will tremble." Xiong Xiaoge recalled the scene of today's meeting and put himself in Connor's perspective, and was actually a little chilled.

"What gang crime? Think too much." Fang Zhuo thought this was a slander against himself. "Zhang Hongli and Xu Kaiwei just talked to me on the phone the whole time. We didn't discuss anything in detail at all."

Xiong Xiaoge defined: "Spontaneous gangs are also gangs! Your tacit understanding is even more terrifying!"

Fang Zhuo had to bring out his original intention: "I just want to support the national semiconductor industry. What's wrong with me!"

"Besides, I was actually coerced by Goldman Sachs. Otherwise, I still have a good impression of DCM Connor. Hey, it's really not easy to do something and find some money."

Xiong Xiaoge listened to the words that he didn't know how much was true and how much was false, and took a long breath: "It's not easy for you, but venture capital is easy!"

"You guys just give the money, why do you let me calculate it like this?" Fang Zhuo said righteously.

"Why?" Xiong Xiaoge was a little angry for his colleagues.

"With my name, isn't it worth a try?" Fang Zhuo gave an answer.

Xiong Xiaoge felt that this answer was unexpected but reasonable. Fang Zhuo was such a person.

He was silent for a while, no longer entangled in Fang Zhuo's extreme self-confidence, nor in Fang Zhuo's calculations on venture capital, and asked about the specific arrangements.

"Today's meeting said that a framework should be made before the end of the month. Goldman Sachs and Deutsche Bank will definitely not invest easily, right? Where will I make up for the 125 million US dollars I subscribed today?"

Fang Zhuo frowned and said, "I said that we should advance one by one. Those two companies will become cautious. I plan to let the DCM project team connect in two days. It will be fine if we can come up with a draft agreement. As for your 125 million..."

"Let's talk about it later. Let's get the draft agreement from DCM. It's good that the funds for Bingxin can be confirmed within three months."

Confirm the investment funds before the end of the year, and you can consider the purchase of equipment from now on. Even if Goldman Sachs is cautious and does not pay, the influence of helping to exert purchases can also play a positive role.

Xiong Xiaoge looked at the figure leaning on the chair behind the desk and sighed: "You seem careless, but you are actually taking every step carefully."

"I have tried my best." Fang Zhuo also sighed, "If I was in a hurry to ask for money every day, wouldn't you venture capitalists have to hold your money tightly? I want to be honest, but you don't treat me."

Xiong Xiaoge couldn't describe the emotion in his heart, shook his head, and asked a few more questions about the project arrangement.

Fang Zhuo had nothing to hide, so he relaxed his mind and checked for deficiencies.

The two chatted for a while, and Fang Zhuo suddenly said: "Where are the people you brought? Have they all gone back? Did you come back by yourself?"

"No, I asked them to drink coffee outside." Xiong Xiaoge answered a little strangely.

Fang Zhuo stood up and sat up straight, pressed the intercom, and ordered: "Please invite Mr. Liao Yu Liao in."

Xiong Xiaoge then understood what Mr. Fang meant, and smiled: "You, you..."

Soon, the door of the president's office was pushed open, and Liao Yu, the project director of IDG, walked in.

Fang Zhuo was very sure that Lao Xiong had not revealed his intentions to the people below. Although he looked a little rough, he was still very cautious in doing things.

As expected, although Liao Yu still greeted hello when he came in, his face was still a little tense.

Fang Zhuo said three sentences.

"Boss Liao, Lao Xiong and I are friends, and we have a tacit understanding when we work together."

"Today's occasion is very important. Goldman Sachs and others are keeping an eye on the situation, and there is no room for error."

"Whether your speech or anger is sometimes regarded as a statement, you must be cautious next time, okay?"

Liao Yu looked at the young president's eyes and nodded in a daze.

Fang Zhuo said gently: "Sit down and have a cup of tea first. I think Lao Xiong has had enough of me. It's time to leave."

"Hey, you don't have to call Liao Yu in to chase me away." Xiong Xiaoge got up from the sofa, "Boss Fang, goodbye."

Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "I won't see you off. Keep in touch."

Xiong Xiaoge took Liao Yu out of the president's office, walked a few steps and took the other two IDG subordinates.

"Boss Liao, how do you feel now?" Xiong Xiaoge temporarily stopped thinking about the various things in today's meeting, got into the car, and asked Liao Yu in a casual manner.

"I can't say, well, just now Boss Fang gave me a look that could not be refused, so I didn't feel resentful in my heart." Liao Yu said honestly.

Xiong Xiaoge said "hmm" and planned to let Liao Yu return to Beijing in advance.

This place can't stay anymore. Fang Zhuo's character is to give a slap first and then give candy. Last time, he lost a vice president Pan Ben, and this time he can't let another director Liao Yu be kidnapped.