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"Have you already created the web version?" Jiang Yizhou, after resting at home for a while, went to the company. He didn't expect that Zhang Xiaolong had actually stayed at the company throughout the Spring Festival, bringing along two colleagues to complete the failed web version.
Zhang Xiaolong noticed Jiang Yizhou's surprise mixed with admiration and breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to achieve results quickly; he was not the kind of person who needed to be pushed or ordered to work.
"BSS, this is our first version developed. Due to time constraints, the interface design is not perfect yet, but the basic functions have been implemented. I believe it won't be inferior to other web Mailbox products on the market..."
Zhang Xiaolong excitedly showcased their labor results from the Spring Festival to Jiang Yizhou, demonstrating various interfaces and simulated operations.
Eventually, Jiang Yizhou sat down in front of the computer and started operating it. As expected of the talented individuals he recruited, most programmers in current China still hold simple ideas.
For instance, Zhang Xiaolong beside him was simply brought under his wing through work and acquisition.
"Allen, I am very satisfied with this version. You can continue working on it. Remember to optimize the interface design; don't be stingy with manpower. Also, develop the functionality for clicking the Qi panel buttons to redirect to the web version fail as soon as possible. This requires you to collaborate with Ming and others!"
Afterward, Jiang Yizhou also provided some detailed suggestions based on his observations and future vision.
Once Jiang Yizhou and Zhang Xiaolong had a lengthy discussion and left...
"Xiaolong, isn't this BSS a bit too young? Although I admire his vision, he still makes me a bit uneasy!" Li Yan, one of the two colleagues recommended by Zhang Xiaolong, could not be convinced by Jiang Yizhou's resume.
In less than a year, he transformed from someone who had never touched a computer and possibly hadn't even learned programming languages or English into an elite in the industry, building a product that secured millions in Dollar venture capital from scratch.
Most people shared this sentiment; Li Yan was just one of them.
"Why worry so much? Since we are hired to work here and considering the high salary, I heard that salaries in America are paid in Dollars!" Sun Tao was less concerned about these matters; he came for the generous compensation.
Although such examples are rare, never think that they do not exist; the world is never short of miracles. The reason miracles are considered miracles is that they are difficult to happen to oneself.
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Jiang Yizhou's current thought is to quickly develop Qi, sell it for a good price, and then transform into a venture capitalist, entering a mode of buying and investing. He feels that he is not particularly talented.
At most, he is just a hardworking old horse. What is an old horse? It knows the way, has rich experience, lacks outstanding skills, but is still qualified to be the project leader.
However, starting a company means lacking ability. The Internet's Zheng Yi has not risen due to luck and extensive connections; products like QQ have thrived since they partnered with Mobile Dream Network and have not encountered significant setbacks since.
"Are all these to be signed?" Jiang Yizhou asked while looking at the documents sorted by Song Rushi.
Song Rushi pointed to the documents divided into several piles. "You can sign these directly, but you need to take a good look at this stack. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me anytime!"
The office was lit with soft lighting. Jiang Yizhou began to doubt why wealthy people still worked hard to earn money. If he sold Qi now, he could buy several apartments in the second or third ring of Beijing, preferably in good school districts, and live a stable life.
He felt that he was most suited for the era of his parents or even grandparents—studying hard as a youth, getting assigned to a lifelong job after growing up, then meeting a suitable girl through introductions or by chance, getting to know each other, marrying, having children, working until retirement age, living in company-provided housing, and leisurely walking around with a water cup and a dog.
Essentially, Jiang Yizhou is someone who needs to be pushed forward to work hard. In his youth, it was his parents' expectations and that one good path; as he grew up, he naturally lost direction and motivation.
"Sister Ru Shi, what if we just sell the company directly and buy several apartments? We could live off the rent and enjoy life without worrying about the future or life itself; we wouldn't have to work so hard..."
As soon as Jiang Yizhou said this, he was stopped by Song Rushi.
Song Rushi rolled up her sleeves and slapped the table loudly. "Jiang Laoban, what are you thinking? Do you see life as a game? Do you think these twenty-some people here and over thirty in America are gathered together for what purpose?!"
She was really a bit angry; it was the first time she had met such an unambitious founder. Could this be a sign of talent fatigue?
After Jiang Yizhou arrived in the capital, she learned about his experiences. In a short period, he learned English, programming, became a training teacher, worked at Jinshan, and spent his spare time writing code. He spent several months looking for venture capital without success and then partnered with someone to open a Training Class.
Then, he abandoned the well-established Training Class and, with the money he earned, took a gamble to establish Zheng Yi. She had witnessed everything that followed: smooth sailing, securing investment from IDG, rapidly rising to fame, and a bright future ahead. Who knows, the next billion-dollar miracle could be Jiang Yizhou.
But then she heard this guy casually say in a tone typical of a man in a slump that he wanted to sell the company to become a househusband!!!
“It’s all because of you! Because of your creativity, people are willing to follow you, and venture capitalists are willing to invest in you! Don’t say such foolish things to Outside people; it’s simply disheartening. Do you hear me?”
Song Rushi suddenly felt a sense of frustration akin to hating iron for not becoming steel. Clearly, all he had to do was keep leading this company forward. Even if it was just setting strategic directions and being a spiritual leader, there were others who could handle the mundane tasks. Why would he have such thoughts?
Jiang Yizhou seemed to recall how his mother had scolded him after he failed for the first time in his life, making him obediently lower his head to continue handling documents.
Essentially, he was just an immature guy who needed someone to push him. However, as an adult, no one was responsible for him. He worried about dragging others down and could only take responsibility for himself, becoming an oversized baby capable of living independently in an alternative way, even if it meant giving up too much.
And now, in this era, what had he done? He had built himself a cradle with enough money for financial freedom and then became somewhat intoxicated by the warmth of that cradle, forgetting those lessons learned.
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