Reinventing the Millennium.

76 Sudden Attack
The second and final day of the Internet Development Forum was held as scheduled.

More leaders arrived today.

After all, the closing requires a group photo.

Starting at two o'clock, the leader came to the stage to speak for an hour.

At three o'clock, a group of Internet business leaders whom Fang Zhuo had never heard of came up to speak.

To be reasonable, these companies are similar to yesterday's registered network. No one has heard of them before they took the stage. But the problem is that the general speech of the registered network is completely unscripted and full of emotion. The confidence in the development of the Internet is very encouraging. On the other hand, he stammered while reading the manuscript, which made people drowsy.

Fang Zhuo frowned, thinking that it would be better to find a good sister.

Fortunately, there was a call from Yu Hong in the middle. Fang Zhuo quietly slipped out of the venue to chat for a while, and learned that she had found a temporary office, which will be set up later, and will become the main base of the registration network tomorrow. .

Of course, the price of this urgent and quick office is not cheap. It takes a total of 500 yuan for two days, which is more than the monthly salary of ordinary people in Luzhou.

Yu Hong expressed her dissatisfaction with such an operation on the phone, but didn't say much. She was only slightly depressed and asked him to change the order next time. She had already performed once in the First Affiliated Hospital.

Fang Zhuo is very pleased that Xiao Yu has a brighter future.

He hung up the phone and re-entered the venue. As soon as he entered the door, he found Zheng Danrui, Team Leader Zheng, who was at the back, staring at him.

To say that this is worthy of being from the capital, the eyes are a bit frightening.

"Team Leader Zheng, aren't you going to speak today?" Fang Zhuo greeted cheerfully.

"I still like to listen and take a look below." Zheng Danrui shook his head.

The figure is relatively thin, and Fang Zhuo's expression and words always make Fang Zhuo feel that the other party must be very stylish in a Chinese tunic suit.

"Team Zheng, I was in a hurry yesterday and didn't have time to leave a phone call. Let's change the contact method. The pilot of our website in Lin'an still needs more guidance from the leaders." Fang Zhuo is best at sincerity, and he is telling the truth to a considerable extent. .

Zheng Danrui hesitated a little, and reported his private number to the young man.

He said succinctly: "I hope your registration network can really bring convenience to people, instead of encouraging the concept of the Internet."

Fang Zhuo was startled, and replied calmly, "If I didn't have this idea, I wouldn't have to use this registration network."

Zheng Danrui nodded slightly.

Fang Zhuo continued: "The development of the Internet and technology should make more people better. This is my concept."

"Okay, let's go. I'll visit Luzhou in a while." Zheng Danrui said without further ado.

Fang Zhuo nodded and returned to his seat as if relaxed.

As soon as he sat down, he complained to Xiao Zhou, "Why is it so stressful to talk to the leader?"

"It means that you are not rich enough, Brother Fang." Zhou Xin replied casually.

"Xiao Zhou, it is necessary for you to review your values." Fang Zhuo retorted.

Zhou Xin re-entered a drowsy state.

Compared with the meeting on the first day, there was no explosion in the whole second day, so the whole venue seemed to wake up at the end.

"Come on, entrepreneurs and leaders take a group photo together."

Today is the Deputy Secretary-General of the Secretarial Section, and he greets the slightly lively venue.

Fang Zhuo hesitated for a while, wondering if he was an entrepreneur.

Zheng Danrui, who walked straight to the front from the back row, looked out in the crowd. He just met Fang Zhuo's eyes, and then waved.

Entrepreneur Fang Zhuo calmly walked through the crowd and stood in the last row on the stage. Next to him was Station Master Li Xingping.

"It's not interesting these two days, why don't I be in an Internet cafe." Li Xingping whispered to Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo also whispered, "I think it's quite interesting."

The deputy secretary-general on the side shouted: "Everyone has it, I count one, two, three, and everyone calls eggplant."

"one two Three."

Internet entrepreneurs are in unison:

"eggplant!"

click.

A large group photo of the Internet Development Forum meeting was born.

There are Alibaba founder Ma Ni, Tencent founder Ma Huateng, senior vice president of Sequoia Capital, and executives from Sohu, NetEase, and Sina.

And, Fang Zhuo, the founder of YouRegistration.com.

……

At five o'clock in the evening, Fang Zhuo left a circle of people's phone calls, and even, he really shyly chatted with the top management of the portal website about advertising fees.

Is the face of a young man a face?

Cheap advertising fees are real money.

Fang Zhuo got more or less promises as he wished, and the detailed cooperation has to be discussed further in the future.

Another half an hour later, Fang Zhuo, who had made an appointment for dinner, was about to return to the hotel room when his cell phone suddenly rang. It was Zheng Lang from Sequoia.

"Mr. Fang, there are only two of you here, right? The train is too slow. I have already refunded the ticket. We will drive directly to Luzhou later. Pack up your things." Zheng Lang said.

"Eh? Good." Fang Zhuo agreed, guessing that this person was trying to make a surprise attack, but...

It's really effective.

He hurriedly pleaded guilty to a circle of people, and then went back to the room with Zhou Xin to get some simple luggage while calling Yu Hong's landline.

Yu Hong's landline was blocked, and apparently no one was at home.

Fang Zhuo called Su Wei's house again, but no one answered.

After hesitating for a while, he called the school office directly, but no one answered!
"Fuck, can they clean up the office today?" Fang Zhuo was anxious.

To say that an Internet company that claims to cover most of the hospitals in Luzhou doesn't even have an office... Could it be that they directly bring people from Sequoia to the computer room?
Will such simplicity make them suspicious of the data?
One point has a problem, and the follow-up is the problem.

This is still from Lin'an. If you talk about it in Sequoia's network, it won't be complete!
Fang Zhuo's anxiety did not affect his movements.

Soon, Zheng Lang's car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and the two of them went straight to Luzhou.

The distance from Lin'an to Luzhou is about 400 kilometers, and it takes at least five or six hours to drive.

Fang Zhuo didn't know if Zheng Lang was crazy, but he was really going crazy. He was sitting in a car and couldn't even make phone calls, and he hadn't found Yu Hong before.

Zheng Lang had been on the phone since he left Lin'an. He didn't bring anyone else, but brought a driver and two executives from the registered network to conduct a field trip.

"You give President Yu a call and let us know that we will be at the office in the evening, and then give the whole supper." Fang Zhuo calmed down slowly and handed the phone to Zhou Xin in the passenger seat.

In this way, Sequoia's investment willingness should still be relatively strong, otherwise it will not be so urgent.

"Mr. Zheng, let me turn on the light and read the book." Fang Zhuo pressed the light on the roof of the car and picked up a book introducing Kazuo Inamori, the "God of Management", from the car door storage slot.

Zheng Lang was listening to the phone, glanced at it, and nodded.

Fang Zhuo took out another pen and read it paragraph by paragraph. Occasionally, he turned back and was very serious.

About half an hour later, Zheng Lang put away his mobile phone, stopped talking, and chatted with Fang Zhuo, picking up anecdotes in the industry.

Fang Zhuo put away the book and laughed as well.

At [-]:[-] p.m., Zhou Xin called Yu Hong and gave a brief message as instructed by the boss.

Then, he handed the phone back.

The front and back hands touched, Zhou Xin felt that something was stuffed in his palm, he retracted his hand and glanced quietly, it was a crumpled note.

The black Audi car was driving fast in the dark. Zhou Xin listened to the conversation between the two people in the back row. He pursed his dry lips and his palms were sweaty.

(End of this chapter)