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Jiang Yizhou took out a plan he had worked on all morning and presented it to Zhou Quan. "I have thought it through. In the future, we will maintain stable updates domestically and release new versions as conditions allow. Once I get my passport, I will head to the United States to oversee the English version of qi. The specific details are all written in the plan."
The above was all in English. Jiang Yizhou had previously had the opportunity to go abroad for several months, so his spoken communication was quite good, and he also had a solid grasp of professional vocabulary in the fields of Computer and Internet.
Zhou Quan was aware of Jiang Yizhou's academic background and knew that assessing risks was essential before investing, especially regarding the founder's situation. If it weren't for Jiang Yizhou impressing him with his abilities, they might not even have discussed investment.
After a brief pause, Zhou Quan accepted this fact and continued to review the plan in his hands. File transfer, expression system, Chat Room function—these were at least sufficient for progress over the next year.
"Very good. I look forward to seeing a new great company emerge in Silicon Valley. China will provide you with all the support it can!" Zhou Quan closed the plan and formally expressed his stance.
Since everything was going smoothly, there was no need for excessive interference, as that could affect his relationship with Jiang Yizhou. Moreover, the initiative for the next round of financing lay in Jiang Yizhou's hands. Although China already held 40% of the shares, which could threaten the founder's position, the share for the next financing round would definitely not be large; however, every little bit counted.
As they walked out, Jiang Yizhou felt little fluctuation in his emotions, while Song Rushi was extremely nervous and relaxed only after they exited.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Can't handle such a small setback? I'm the boss here and I'm not even fazed!" Jiang Yizhou said lightly, teasing Song Rushi.
Song Rushi naturally didn't take this unserious boss seriously. During their time working together, she had come to understand Jiang Yizhou's mindset—he would think of an idea and immediately implement it without hesitation, leaving its execution to her.
Jiang Yizhou was confident in his ideas but lacked confidence in his abilities. He reluctantly trusted her because she was a friend who knew him well.
If there were friends involved, it would only be that mysterious shareholder who had never been seen but held 5% of the shares, along with Wu Zong who counted as half a friend at best.
She found it hard to believe that although there was an unreliable captain, he did not steer or paddle; he merely set their direction while Song Rushi and her team strived forward toward a promising future that was already faintly visible.
"How can I not be nervous? The company relies entirely on financing to keep operating. If we disappoint them or even lose their investment, I can't help but worry!" Song Rushi exhaled a puff of white breath.
It is almost Lunar December, and the cold is biting. Recently, there was a heavy snowfall, and the ground is icy and muddy, making it slippery, which forces one to She Approached Cautiously.
"Yes, this is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Jiang Yizhou remarked, reflecting on the significant shares he had invested and the trust he had placed in the newly recruited individuals. All these were risky moves just to seize this opportunity.
"By the way, I still don't know why you returned to the country. I heard you were working in Silicon Valley, so your conditions should be quite good!" Jiang Yizhou fell back into his old habit of showing unnecessary concern for those around him.
In his view, it was correct to show concern based on one's proximity, excluding those with special fixed relationships, such as family, relatives, and close friends.
However, excessive attention towards those he frequently interacted with often caused discomfort and misunderstandings.
"I was tricked into coming back by my parents. I'm their only daughter, and they were worried about me staying in America for too long, busy with work and having no plans to get married."
Song Rushi expressed her helplessness regarding the situation. "So the two of them simply forged a medical diagnosis. In my panic, I quit my job, and after returning, I realized I had been deceived. Now that I'm back, I can't leave again, so I might as well stay and look for a job."
Jiang Yizhou couldn't help but chuckle; his parents were quite clever. Although it might seem unfair to their daughter, living together as a family would prevent future regrets.
"Parents always think about their children. If you were still in the country, just take a map and ride a train or bus; you could always meet up. America is too far and too unfamiliar. For elderly people who can't change their living habits, life there would be very tough!" Jiang Yizhou advised.
However, he quickly changed his tone. "Unfortunately, you'll have to go abroad again soon. It seems I've let your parents down!"
Song Rushi thought about it and realized it was indeed true. She could choose to stay; however, the allure of participating in managing a rapidly developing company in America was not something ordinary.
"Don't worry; I'll definitely go with you. But I'm still a bit troubled about how to persuade my parents," Song Rushi said after a long pause, hoping everything would go smoothly!
The two continued to chat about matters outside of work as they boarded the bus back to the company.
Most of the funding has been allocated to the U.S. Branch, and what remains here is just normal expenses for expansion. As for the products that seem overpriced to Jiang Yizhou, there is no need to waste money on them.
They run an Internet company, and their real wealth is reflected in the equipment and bandwidth speed, which is spent on users. They don't have spare cash to buy such luxuries.
So the bus is, well, not bad, just a bit crowded.
"New passengers, please move inside! There’s still space in the back!" the Ticket Seller shouted to maintain order in the crowded bus.
"How's it going? Is it okay?" Jiang Yizhou asked as he protected Song Rushi in front of him, absentmindedly gazing out the window.
"Kid," Song Rushi replied somewhat uncomfortably, "you have quite a temper!"
"You seem pretty big yourself," Jiang Yizhou casually responded, squeezing outward to avoid the awkward atmosphere. Then he suddenly realized that this woman seemed to be around thirty and teased her further, "Indeed, you are quite big; you're twenty-nine years and sixteen months old, right? Hello, Auntie! Hehehe."
Song Rushi suppressed her impulse to argue with him. She was indeed no longer in her twenties and should be more tolerant towards younger colleagues, especially since he was her boss!
The ambiguous atmosphere continued until they got off the bus. Jiang Yizhou then felt a pang of regret about what he had done. Was it really money that gave him courage? The laborious life of living paycheck to paycheck in his past life had drained his interest; now that he was somewhat wealthy, did he dare to make such jokes with a girl?
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