The first West Lake Sword Discussion was held on September 10 last year.
It was also Lu Yun's birthday. At that time, China's IT world was full of vitality and everything was competing for success. He posted hero posts widely and invited Wang Zhidong, Zhang Chaoyang, Ding Sanshi, and Wang Juntao.
At that time, these four were the heads of New Wolf, Sohu, NetEase, and 8848 respectively. In 2000, before the Internet winter, they were the top four experts in the world, accounting for half of China's Internet.
And Ali Baba, like Lu Fei's Feigou.com, is still only a second-rate Internet company. How can He De invite them?
The great thing is that Jin Yong is the host.
Everyone may not buy Lu Yun's face, but they must give Jin Yong's face and participate in it one after another. Since this event is organized by Ali Baba, the host will always give him a place in the sword discussion.
This is Lu Yun's fame-grabbing strategy, which is very thief.
It's equivalent to me having dinner with Lu Yun and Lu Huateng at the same table. The three of us plus one dollar are super rich. Rounding up, I am also a super rich person.
Once the media hyped it up, Ali Baba's popularity was raised to a higher level, and he was promoted to be a "top player" on par with NetEase, Sohu, etc.
After that, I did six or seven sessions in total, and there was no after.
Because Ali Baba reached the top and became one of the Five Wonders, I looked around and realized that no one seemed to be more famous than him, so I couldn’t do this anymore, otherwise I would be letting others take advantage of my fame!
As a result, the West Lake Sword Discussion was discontinued.
But now, it is obvious that Lu Yun has taken a fancy to Mr. Lu's reputation and wants to gain some traffic.
"Hiss~"
Xu Xiang's eyes widened and his hands trembled. He picked up the cup and drank tea to calm down. The hot tea soup burned his mouth and he took a breath.
"Is it the Internet Martial Arts Conference?"
"That's pretty much it."
Lu Fei took a sip of tea and didn't care about being hugged by Lu Yun.
After all, the "West Lake Discussion" is a high-level summit of China's Internet economic leaders these days, and it is also a gathering of elites in China's Internet industry.
Feigou.com was invited to participate, and its status in the world rose to a higher level. It was like the Prime Minister of the Warring States Period. Wangyi, Souhu, etc. were all old princes and kings. He, the Qin State that had reformed and strengthened, was going to be crowned king this time.
"Mr. Jin Yong is attending as a special guest?" Xu Xiang asked.
Lu Fei nodded gently, "When the time comes, the central government, the business community, the Internet community, etc. will come. Can the leave note be approved? If not, I will contact Dean Fang."
"able!"
Xu Xiang wiped his mouth and calmed down, "But you don't have to participate in the military training and you will still get the credits, but can you come back for the freshman welcome party?"
There was a tone of discussion in the words and the word "you". Lu Fei raised his eyebrows and tried not to laugh.
I still like your business-like approach, teacher, and you are still the same.
He touched his chin and said, "I'll try my best."
Xu Xiang said: "Don't mention it, you are the student representative at the opening ceremony and you are going to give a speech."
"Me?" Lu Fei decisively refused, "Please hire someone else."
"Don't bother me!"
………
It's approaching noon, and the red sun is high.
The leave note for military training is not only approved by Xu Xiang, but also by the superiors, which means that the leave note will be approved for one week, starting from tomorrow, September 1st.
A set of procedures actually didn't take a lot of time. Lu Fei quickly got the leave note and chatted with the dean and vice dean for a long time.
Click, the door of the dean's office opened. Xu Xiang and the assistant to the dean were at the front. The dean and deputy dean accompanied Lu Fei. The five of them formed a team and drove to the hotel for lunch.
Of course, Lu Fei paid for it.
We didn’t have any drinks during the meal because there was a meeting for new students in the afternoon, which was the first class meeting of Performance Class 2.
At this time, the students in the classroom were in place, chattering and bustling. Many people's eyes were vaguely aimed at the only empty seat, which was undoubtedly Lu Fei's.
"Hey, Xiaodong, isn't Lu Fei your roommate? Are they not with you?" Zhang Xinyi said.
"Yeah, didn't you call him?" Shang Rong asked.
Zheng Xiaodong, Liu Xiaohai and the other three people complained that they were wronged and hurriedly cleared away the suspicion of isolation. In a few words, they saw Lu Fei and Xu Xiang stuck in time, appearing one after another, which was indescribably strange.
Is it just a coincidence?
In an instant, the noisy classroom quieted down, the class meeting was carried out in an orderly manner, and teachers, students, students, and class assistants got to know each other.
The male class assistant is Wang Lei, who is also the "Li Yannian" who played "Li Yannian", and the female is not Gao Lu. She is the class assistant in the first class next door, and the second class is actually Chen Zhixi.
Lu Fei raised his lips. She was a producer of "囧囧", "Tang Detective", "Hello, Li Huanying" and other films. She was a gold medal investor with a unique vision. She drew a card pool and got one for Hantang Studio. An S-level card worth cultivating.
Chen Zhixi felt his kind eyes and couldn't help but shuddered and smiled back: "Lu Fei, do you want to run for class cadre?"
Suddenly, Zhang Xinyi, Zheng Xiaodong and other candidates couldn't help but bend their raised hands halfway. They were timid before fighting and lost in momentum.
Lu Fei shook his head silently, feeling like a transparent outsider to the entire class meeting.
After a night's rest, military training begins the next day.
At 7:30 in the morning, the green freshmen were standing on the playground. When Class 2 of the Performance Department was forming a square formation, they were shocked to discover——
Damn it, where is Lu Feiren?
………
Noon, Hangzhou.
"Isn't Mr. Lu here yet?"
Ding Sanshi was anxious in the arranged Huanglong Hotel, pacing back and forth in front of Xu Xin and his secretary. Finally, he got impatient and asked his secretary to guard in the corridor. Lu Fei came and reported immediately.
"Mr. Ding, it's not time to despair yet."
Xu Xin frowned. NetEase continued to slump, repeatedly touching Nasdaq's one-dollar delisting rule.
That is to say, for listed stocks, if the stock price per share is less than US$1, if this state continues for 30 days, there will be a pre-loss warning. If the company that receives the warning does not save itself in the next 90 days, it will raise the stock price. In the penny stock zone, stock trading will cease.
NetArt received a warning in July. Some time ago, unknown capital had bought in bit by bit, and the stock price had reached more than $1. The warning was finally lifted.
However, Li Jinghui fought for power, causing internal chaos. First, he misreported financial statements, and then failed to submit new financial statements. He also received a trading suspension warning, and the stock price subsequently fell from a few dollars to 0.85 dollars.
"Didn't you submit the financial statements for the first half of the year yesterday? The profits from the SP business in it can completely enhance the confidence of investors. Maybe not only will the trading be suspended, but the stock price will also rise slightly."
"What if, Mr. Xu, what if the trading is suspended..."
Ding Sanshi covered his face with both hands and rubbed it hard.
If the suspension is successful, he will take the blame and resign, most likely like Bill Gates, who resigned as Microsoft's chairman and CEO and became Microsoft's chief architect.
Li Jinghui's usurpation of power was almost half successful!
"We will still support you."
Xu Xin's heart skipped a beat and she quickly cheered up.
"Sister Xu, you support me. I know that you were able to defy the public opinion and give me 5 million US dollars in life-saving money. I will remember it for the rest of my life."
Ding Sanshi sighed, "But except for you, no one else in Baring Asia thinks that way, and I'm not a fool either. Without their support, how dare Li Jinghui jump up and down like this?"
"You can fight back."
How could Xu Xin not know that Li Jinghui was backed by Baring Asia and several other capital companies, but Ding Sanshi was not Wang Zhidong, after all, he held 58.5% of NetArt's shares.
"I don't want this Internet art anymore. I'll just start a company."
Ding Sanshi was heartbroken. His reputation as a net artist was already ruined. At this moment, he was like a crazy Yiwen with bombs strapped all over his body, which would explode at any time and shatter his body into pieces.
All he wants is to survive with his arms broken and get back some capital to start a second business. As for fighting for power, it’s a waste of time!
"Sister Xu, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. Now..."
"Hey, what's the use of talking about this now?"
Xu Xin shook his head and sighed. It seemed that Ding Sanshi was completely ruined.
99.9% of this project is considered a failure, and the remaining 0.01% is actually just short of Ding Sanshi giving up on his own.
Ding Sanshi said guiltily: "To be honest with Sister Xu, in addition to looking for Mr. Lu, I also found several companies. One of them is very willing to take over NetArt and is also very interested in taking over the shares of Baring Asia."
"Which one?"
Xu Xin frowned. Once the founder is replaced, it is difficult to say whether it will be good or bad. It may break down the already shaky stock price and NetArt will be completely doomed.
Of course, it would be a different matter if the Donglu Group, which owns Penguin and Feigou, takes over it. Lu Fei is a very evil person!
Just as Ding Sanshi opened his mouth, the secretary suddenly ran in and shouted:
"Mr. Ding, Mr. Lu is here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Sanshi ran out with a whoosh like an arrow. He saw two people standing diagonally opposite the door. One was Lu Huateng with glasses, and the other was as handsome as Azu and more handsome than Guan Xi. Of course it was Lu Fei.
"Mr. Lu, I finally see you!"
"Mr. Ding."
Lu Fei was startled. He looked at the plump Ding Sanshi, his face flushed, like a hungry man who had been hungry for months. He looked up and down, left and right, vertically and horizontally. After looking carefully for a while, he could tell from the slits in his eyes. ——
Mr. Lu, do you want NetArt or not?
