Chapter 358: Uncle Qiang is poor and only has five suites left

In the corner of Dongwon University, outside the door of the No. 3 lecture hall, pedestrians are weaving, and a huge banner is hung at the main entrance of the lecture hall, with the book "Dongwon University's First 'Science and Technology Future' Cup Entrepreneurship Competition".

This is an entrepreneurial program jointly developed by Dongwon University and the "Science and Technology Future" Incubation Park, which aims to help outstanding students of Dongwon University to start their own businesses on campus.

At the door, many students are entering with their student IDs, most of whom are not actually planning to participate in the competition, but want to watch and learn.

At Dongwon University, as long as you want to watch, you can see almost all kinds of lectures, activities, and 365 days a year, all of which are the same.

In fact, compared with a few years ago, the current entrepreneurial trend is not so enthusiastic, after all, now the economy is down, the world economy is sluggish, large companies, large groups have further controlled the capital, and it is not so easy to fly against the wind.

But a really good idea, or a really mature team, is still the darling of investors, after all, in this world, it is difficult to keep up with inflation if you put money in the bank.

In the lecture hall, Fu Zhongliang sat in the center, surrounded by several core members of his investment team.

Next to it are dozens of investment managers or independent investors from various investment institutions.

Some were invited by Dongwon University, some were invited by Kechuang Future, some were alumni of Dongwon University, and some were admired.

At this moment, on the podium, a college student entrepreneur is holding his PPT and spitting foam.

Offstage, everyone's interest is not very big, especially Fu Zhongliang, who already feels a little boring.

In this era, it is no longer the time for an idea or a PPT to fool investors.

The reason why Fu Zhongliang took a fancy to Dongyuan University was actually because of the foundation of Dongyuan University as a scientific research university, and what he wanted was a team with technology and scientific research capabilities.

But up to now, most of the people standing on the stage are still taking the previous Idea route.

This kind of start-up team with no moat and no exclusive core competitiveness is often on fire for a year or two, and then the scum of their market cannibalization by large groups is gone, and the investment is only to burn money, or to make wedding dresses for others.

After listening for a while, Fu Zhongliang went to the toilet.

Seeing Fu Zhongliang leave, the college student entrepreneur who was foaming at the top suddenly lost his motivation, and his motivation began to be perfunctory, and after a few minutes, he stepped down hastily.

In fact, most of the people who came to participate in the competition this time came for the cooperation between Kechuang Future and Dongyuan University.

As long as this competition is passed, Kechuang Future can provide free venues, as well as various other preferential and support conditions, which is actually the biggest expense for a startup.

After the college student entrepreneur stepped down, another boy who was a little black and strong stepped onto the stage.

The others, regardless of how the PPT is written, all wore similar suits and dressed up as elite in the workplace.

This boy is much more simple, a little nervous and wooden.

The investors in the audience looked at it in confusion.

This person's temperament seems to be a bit incompatible with entrepreneurship, so it doesn't match well?

He opened his PPT, and the four big words "Qinchuan Musical Instrument" appeared on the big screen.

"Musical instruments?"

Is this planning to start a business?

This is also very rare, and industrial entrepreneurship is much more difficult than others.

And compared with other people's PPT, Qin Chuan's PPT seems a little too concise, and Qin Chuan, who is standing on the stage, is still a little nervous, and his speech is a little stumbling.

Just when the investors in the audience were about to lose interest and planned to bow their heads to play with their mobile phones, Qin Chuan said: "Our initial development plan is to focus on retro musical instruments......

The people in the audience immediately lost interest.

Vintage musical instruments?

Nowadays, children learn piano, drums, guitar, and not many people learn national musical instruments, and retro musical instruments?

It's hype again, everything is retro in this era?

Half of them lowered their heads and went to play with their phones.

"We have been authorized by the 'Gu Xiaobai Acoustic Center' to copy, improve and sell various ancient musical instruments restored by the Baisheng Center team, and the two sides share the intellectual property rights and revenues, and at the same time jointly launch a new musical instrument brand 'Xiaobai' ......"

Speaking of this, the countless investors in the audience who had already lowered their heads suddenly raised their heads and their eyes widened.

"What?"

Cooperate with Gu Xiaobai?

This uncle, please don't talk so much about Rory when you come to power next time, and just say: "Lao Tzu and Xiaobai cooperated, give money!"

Shall we just send the money over?

Wait, Qin Chuan? Where do you seem to have heard this name?

This Qin Chuan is that Qin Chuan!

Gu Xiaobai's flute master!

It is said that Xiaobai's flute is made by him!

Most of the people present did not understand music or musical instruments.

But they know how much a person is worth, and they know how much the name Gu Xiaobai is worth.

Who's making the best money these days?

Fans!

Even if it doesn't sell anything, fans are crying and making trouble, okay to send the money up?

"Xiao Qin, right, why don't we talk later?" An investor didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and was directly ready to cut off his beard.

"Uh......" Qin Chuan looked at the person, and then looked at the PPT in front of him, and didn't know if to talk about it for a while.

"Xiao Qin, our Boyi Investment is a ...... specializing in various industrial investments"

"Mr. Qin Chuan, we are the most experienced independent investment team in China......"

In the midst of the crowd arguing, a man suddenly said: "I will vote for you five million, without any conditions." ”

"Huh?" a group of investors all turned their heads suddenly, wondering, how could someone play cards so unreasonably?

With a "bang", all the heads looked at the person standing at the door.

Wearing a security uniform, he is in his forties, with a smile on his face and a kind look.

Wait, a security guard?

"Uncle Qiang?" Qin Chuan knew Uncle Qiang, after all, he had also run Gu Xiaobai's laboratory all day before, and Uncle Qiang often sat there.

Uncle Qiang is estimated to have been arranged to maintain order at the venue today.

But speaking of which, this should be called Qiang Dong, not just anyone can arrange him, he will come here, probably because he wants to come.

Probably tired from sitting in the laboratory building.

"Don't look at them one by one, they look very glamorous, in fact, I'm afraid you have to call the boss for half a day if you invest hundreds of thousands. Uncle Qiang put his hands behind his back and smiled, "Besides, these investors are all ruthless, you haven't developed yet, you want to meddle in management, and when you develop, they want to squeeze you out......"

Saying that, Uncle Qiang shook his head and said, "I'm just optimistic about you as a young man, if you pay compensation, I will be considered a fire at home and burn down a house." If you make money, it's okay if you're willing to give me dividends, or if you're not willing to pay dividends, it's okay to give me back the money I invested, and I don't say a word, just because I look at the wrong person......"

Qin Chuan opened his mouth and stammered.

"Let's go, let's have a drink and talk. Uncle Qiang smiled and waved his hand at Qin Chuan and said.

Qin Chuan looked at the audience, then cleaned up his speech, turned around and ran.

"Wait, did I miss something?" Fu Zhongliang washed his hands, slipped around again, and came back with a smile, suddenly realizing that the silence in the hall was terrifying.

......

In the evening, when it was time to change shifts, Jiang Wei met Uncle Qiang in the locker room, and heard Uncle Qiang sighing: "Xiao Jiang...... Uncle Qiang, I'm poor again......"

Jiang Wei decided not to talk......

"I'm poor now and I only have five houses left......"

Jiang Wei cried.

Uncle Qiang, can you not always cry with me to be poor!