Chapter 89: Thirty Million Miss

Uh-huh?

It turns out that this Miss Feng hasn't fully figured out about online shopping.

So Chen Mo found that he had already faced a difficult choice - to say it or not to say it?

"If I say it, and Miss Feng, you are interested in the model I said, and you plan to do it in depth, then can I invest a little bit and take a small stake?"

Chen Mo finally made such a decision.

If Chen Mo remembers correctly, when Boss Ma was engaged in Taobao, the starting capital was 500,000, and then after financing all the way and developing all the way, although the shares of Taobao in the end can be said to be not much, but people still easily have a net worth of more than 100 billion yuan and become the first luxury in the Celestial Empire.

Chen Mo is not so ambitious, let alone involved in the troublesome actual operation and management, so busy living is too tiring, he wants to occupy a small share and then be able to pay that dividend every year, and then the stock can be worth three melons and two dates in the end.

It's not even too much, and in the end you can earn 8 million, which is enough to buy a mansion for retirement in the future, and the money for air tickets to go around the world.

As for the investment, Chen Mo felt that it was a big deal to invest all the income from his record without taking a penny.

Chen Mo didn't know that his statement that he was afraid of trouble and wanted to take a ride successfully aroused Miss Feng's interest.

said so solemnly, then it should be an idea with a high probability of making money, after all, this kid had originally put forward the concept of online shopping in vague terms.

"No problem, as long as your idea has practical value, and I am really interested in it, then it is not a problem at all to let the mind take a certain stake!"

Miss Feng is not a person who twists and turns, she has been exposed to this kind of business cooperation since she was a child, and naturally knows very well how important a wise man in the shopping mall who stands high and sees far is to the prosperity of the enterprise - as long as Chen Mo can shake out enough private goods!

This is too difficult for Chen Mo, it is nothing more than a summary of the Jingdong model, and Miss Feng is only an online mall now.

However, in a sense, Miss Feng, who entered the online shopping industry from the record industry, if she really made an online mall, it would actually be more like Dangdang.com, which had already declined before Chen Mo crossed over-Dangdang.com's main direction is books.

However, success is also Xiao He, defeat Xiao He.

At the beginning, Dangdang.com was quite popular, after all, there were precedents for foreign Bertelsmann and Amazon to refer to, but with the increasing popularity of e-reading, Dangdang did not transform in time or the transformation was not successful, and its decline became inevitable.

As a third party of credit guarantee in online shopping transactions, even the interest income brought by the retention of funds between buyers and sellers in the transaction is enough to make Taobao earn a lot of money - that is at least tens of billions of huge funds!

However, when talking to Miss Feng, Chen Mo also had a little heart, and only said that he would build a warehouse and play the self-operated Jingdong model, not mentioning Taobao's third-party credit guarantee model.

And the future depicted by this Jingdong model is enough to make Miss Feng's heart pound.

I see...... The online mall supported by the logistics warehouses of various hubs needs to be precipitated with a huge amount of funds at the beginning, and this fund is absolutely impossible for the man in front of him to get together in the short term, so he will say this high-quality entrepreneurial idea!

"A question - how many years do you think it will take for an online mall of this model to start making money?"

Feng Zhinan asked.

"It's not ...... Be prepared to lose money for at least three to five years, starting with a user base, not a profit. ”

Chen Mo pondered for a moment, and then replied.

"Indeed." Miss Feng nodded in agreement for the first time, and then sent an invitation to Chen Mo: "How about going to the big online shopping industry with me?" You just need to give your advice on situations that arise at any time, and I'll give you ...... 10% of the shares, and your 10% of the shares will not be diluted by the capital increase within three years! ”

Feng Zhinan's courage is really not small, she actually plans to recruit Chen Mo to become her official business partner with 10% of the shares that will not be diluted.

It will not be diluted within three years, and it is obviously to use this as a spur condition, prompting Chen Mo to find ways to make the online shopping mall profitable within three years.

There is no doubt that Feng Zhinan has recognized Chen Mo's business wisdom and wants to pull Chen Mo into the water in this way.

Otherwise, Feng Zhinan only needs to admit it, and in the future, he will change the way to use Chen Mo's "creativity" a little, and Chen Mo will cry without a place to cry.

"Don't do it!" Chen Mo shook his head without hesitation: "I'm very honored Miss Feng, you take a fancy to you, but in fact, I have no interest in business at all, I just want to make a little money for my retirement in the future." ”

"Then I can only change the conditions to - you need to accept my consultation at any time, and I grant you five percent of the shares, these shares will not be diluted by the new capital increase for one year, and if there is a new capital injection after one year, you can give priority to the capital increase on a pro rata basis."

Miss Feng, who knew Chen Mo's bottom limit, quickly revised the conditions.

"Not at any time, I want to sleep peacefully at night."

Chen Mo didn't have the idea of being a round-the-clock consultant, if he slept comfortably in the middle of the night, but Miss Feng called one after another, and finally became a nervous breakdown, who was responsible?

"Well, then, after eight o'clock in the morning and before ten o'clock in the evening."

Feng Zhinan skipped a smile in her eyes, she was just advancing and retreating, who knew that Chen Mo would be so easy to get hit, it seemed that she really had no intention of developing in business.

Well, this guy does seem to have real talent and learning, otherwise he would never dare to bargain with me so confidently.

Feng Zhinan secretly analyzed, and constantly labeled Chen Mo as she understood.

"Okay, okay, sure enough, in this world, there is no money that can be made lying down."

Chen Mo muttered, reluctantly agreeing to this matter.

It should be that when it is created, there will be a little more mess...... bar.

Then you can happily lie down and get dividends!

Chen Mo thought so, he was really just troublesome.

So this matter was agreed verbally, and Feng Zhinan seamlessly switched back, instantly bringing the topic back to the record.

The matter of filling records itself is not a big problem, but according to the Jingdong model that Chen Mo just said, and the group purchase that accidentally said that he leaked his mouth, the record production matter will have to be planned again.

According to Miss Feng's latest idea, that is, to organize on-demand production, first make group purchase reservations and then release records, so it involves the issue of publicity - active publicity, passive publicity, fan publicity......

Well, this is really still a commercial problem, which made Chen Mo quickly evade and said that he was willing to cooperate with this first record, but he didn't care about other issues.

Miss Feng is also a large number of adults, and magnanimously let Chen Mo, who was no longer able to stand it, leave.

Before leaving, Chen Mo remembered again, he seemed to have a more important question that he hadn't asked-

"Miss Feng, how much registered capital do you plan to make for this online mall?"

Now that he remembered it, Chen Mo stopped and asked casually.

"Registered capital? Well...... Thirty million. ”

Leaning forward and half-lying on the table, with her tall chest as a meat pad to keep her sight away, Miss Feng, who was writing and drawing on scratch paper with a local tyrant's golden signature pen, replied casually without raising her head.