Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 115 West Lake Discussion of Swords, Ding Lei Visits

The first West Lake Discussion of Swords was held on September 9 last year.

It was also Lu Yun's birthday. At that time, China's IT industry was full of vitality and everything was competing for development. He sent out hero posts, inviting Wang Zhidong, Zhang Chaoyang, Ding Sanshi, and Wang Juntao.

At that time, these four were the heads of Xinlang, Sohu, Wangyi, and 8848. In 2000, before the Internet winter, they were the top four masters in the world, occupying half of China's Internet.

And Ari Baba, like Lu Fei's Feigou.com, is only a second-rate Internet company, how can He De invite them?
The wonderful thing is that Kim Yong is the host.

Everyone doesn't need to buy Lu Yun's face, but they must give Jin Yong's face, and they all participated in it, and this event was organized by Ari Baba, so the host will always give a place for the quota of the sword.

This is Lu Yun's fame-grabbing strategy, and it's a lot of chicken thieves.

It is equivalent to eating at the same table with Lu Yun and Lu Huateng. The three of us plus one piece is a super rich man. Rounding up, I am also a super rich man.

After media hype, Ari Baba's popularity was abruptly raised to a higher level, and it was blown up as a "top expert" on par with Internet Arts, Sohu, etc.

After that, I did a total of six or seven sessions, and there was no aftermath.

Because Ari Baba climbed to the top and became one of the five uniques, I looked around and found that no one seemed to be more famous than him, so I couldn't do this thing anymore, and if I did it again, it would become letting others get famous!
Ever since, West Lake Lunjian was closed.

But now, it is obvious that Lu Yun has taken a fancy to Master Lu's fame again, so he can get a wave of traffic.

"Hi~"

Xu Xiang's eyes widened, his hands trembled, he picked up the cup, drank tea, and was shocked. The hot tea soup burned his mouth, and he gasped.

"That is the Internet Martial Arts Conference?"

"That's about it."

Lu Fei sipped his tea and didn't care about being hugged by Lu Yun's thigh.

After all, "West Lake Discussion of Swords" is a high-level summit of China's Internet economic leaders this year, and it is also a meeting of heroes of China's Internet industry.

Feigou.com was invited to participate, and the status of the world has also risen to a higher level, just like the king of the Warring States Period, Wangyi, Sohu, etc. are all veteran princes and kings. He, the reformed Qin State, is going to be the king this time.

"Mr. Jin Yong is here as a special guest?" Xu Xiang said.

Lu Fei nodded lightly, "When the time comes, Mother Yang, the business community, the Internet community, etc. will all come. Can the leave note be approved? If not, I will find Dean Fang."

"can!"

Xu Xiang wiped his mouth and calmed down, "However, you don't have to participate in the military training, and you still get the credits, but can you come back to the freshman welcome party?"

There was a discussing tone in the words, and there was also a "you", Lu Fei raised his eyebrows and tried not to smile.

I still like your businesslike look, teacher, you are the same.

He touched his chin, "I'll try my best."

Xu Xiang said: "Don't tell me, you are the student representative at the opening ceremony, and you are going to give a speech."

"Me?" Lu Fei resolutely refused, "Please be smart."

"Don't tell me!"

.........

Near noon, the red sun hangs high.

The leave slips for military training are not only approved by Xu Xiang, but also by the superiors, that is, for one week, starting from tomorrow, September 9st.

A set of procedures, in fact, does not take many times. Lu Fei quickly got the leave note, but chatted with the dean and the vice dean for a long time.

Click, the door of the dean's office opened, Xu Xiang and the dean's assistant walked in the front, the dean and the deputy dean accompanied Lu Fei, five people drove to the hotel to settle the lunch in a team.

Of course, Lu Fei paid for it.

There is no drink for dinner, because there will be a new student meeting in the afternoon, which is the first class meeting of performance class 2.

At this time, the students in the classroom were in place, chattering and bustling, and many people's eyes were vaguely aimed at the only empty seat, which undoubtedly belonged to Lu Fei.

"Hey, Xiaodong, isn't Lu Fei your roommate? Are they not with you?" Zhang Xinyi said.

"Yeah, didn't you call him?" Shang Rong asked.

Zheng Xiaodong, Liu Xiaohai and the other three complained that they were wronged, and hurriedly dismissed the suspicion of isolation. In a few words, they saw Lu Fei and Xu Xiang appearing one after the other, stuck in time, which was indescribably weird.

Could it be just a coincidence?
In an instant, the noisy classroom quieted down, the class meeting was going on in an orderly manner, and teachers, students, students, and class assistants knew each other.

The male class assistant was Wang Lei, that is, "Li Yannian" who played "Neng Wen Neng Wu Li Yannian", the female was not Gao Lu, she was the assistant in the first class next door, and Chen Zhixi was in the second class.

Lu Fei raised her lips. She is the producer of "囧太囧", "Tang Detective" and "Hello, Li Huanying". She is a gold medal investor with a unique vision. An S-rank card worth cultivating.

Feeling his kind eyes, Chen Zhixi couldn't help but shudder, and smiled back: "Lu Fei, do you want to run for class cadre?"

All of a sudden, Zhang Xinyi, Zheng Xiaodong and other candidates could not help but bend half of their raised hands. They were timid before fighting, and lost in momentum.

Lu Fei shook his head silently, the whole class was like a transparent outsider.

After a night of rest, the next day, military training began.

At 7:2 in the morning, the green freshmen stood on the playground. When Class [-] of the Performance Department formed a square team, they were shocked to find that——

What the fuck, where is Lu Feiren?
.........

At noon, Hangcheng.

"Is Mr. Lu still not here?"

Ding Sanshi was in a hurry in the arranged Huanglong Hotel, pacing back and forth in front of Xu Xin and the secretary, and finally got impatient and asked the secretary to guard the corridor. Lu Fei came and reported immediately.

"Boss Ding, it's not time to despair yet."

Xu Xin frowned, Net Arts continued to slump, repeatedly touching Nasdaq's one-yuan delisting rule.

That is to say, for stocks that are listed on the stock market, the stock price per share is less than $1. If this state lasts for 30 days, there will be a pre-loss warning. If the company that receives the warning does not save itself in the next 90 days, it will lift the stock price out In the penny stock zone, stock trading will be stopped.

Net Arts received a warning in July. Some time ago, some unknown capital bought it bit by bit, and the stock price rose above $7. The warning was finally lifted.

However, Li Jinghui struggled for power and internal chaos. First, he misreported financial statements, and then he delayed submitting new financial statements. He also received a trading suspension warning, and the stock price fell from a few dollars to 0.85 dollars.

"Didn't you submit the financial statement for the first half of the year yesterday? The profit of the sp business in it can completely enhance the confidence of investors. Maybe not only will the trading be suspended, but the stock price will also rise slightly."

"What if, Mr. Xu, what if the trading is suspended..."

Ding Sanshi covered his face with his hands and rubbed it hard.

If the suspension is successful, he will take the blame and resign, most likely like Bill Gates, who resigned as chairman and CEO of Microsoft back then and became chief architect of Microsoft.

Li Jinghui's usurpation of power was almost half successful!
"We will still support you."

Xu Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she hurried to cheer up.

"Sister Xu, you support me. I know that you were able to overcome all opinions and voted for my life-saving money of 500 million dollars. I will remember it forever."

Ding Sanshi sighed, "But apart from you, Baring Asia doesn't think so, and I'm not a fool. Without their support, how dare Li Jinghui jump up and down like this?"

"You can counter it."

Xu Xin didn't know that behind Li Jinghui stood Baring Asia and several other capitals, but Ding Sanshi was not Wang Zhidong, after all, he held 58.5% of the shares of Wangyi.

"I don't want this internet art anymore, let's just start another company."

Ding Sanshi was heartbroken, and his reputation as an online artist was already rotten. At this moment, he looked like a crazy Ivan with a bomb strapped all over his body.

All he wants is to survive with a broken arm, and get back some of the capital of his second venture. As for fighting for power, fight for nothing!
"Sister Xu, I'm sorry to trouble you, now..."

"Hey, what's the use of talking about it now?"

Xu Xin shook his head and sighed, it seemed that Ding Sanshi was completely screwed.

99.9% of this project was considered a failure, and the remaining 0.01% was actually only a matter of Ding Sanshi giving up on himself.

Ding Sanshi said guiltily: "To tell the truth, Miss Xu, besides Mr. Lu, I also found several companies. One of them is very willing to take over Net Arts, and is also very interested in taking over the shares of Baring Asia."

"Which one?"

Xu Xin frowned. Once the founder is replaced, it's hard to say whether it will be bad or good. It may break down the already shaky stock price, and Net Arts will be doomed.

Of course, it would be a different matter if it was Donglu Group, which owns Penguin and Feigou, who took over it. Lu Fei is a very evil person!
Just as Ding Sanshi opened his mouth, the secretary hurried in and shouted:

"Mr. Ding, Mr. Lu is here!"

When the words fell, Ding Sanshi ran out like an arrow from the string, and saw two people standing diagonally opposite the door. One was Lu Huateng wearing glasses, and the other, who looked like an ancestor and was more handsome than Guanxi, Naturally it was Lu Fei.

"Mr. Lu, I finally see you!"

"Boss Ding."

Lu Fei was stunned, looking at the plump Ding Sanshi, his face was flushed, like a hungry man who had been hungry for several months, he looked up, down, left, and right, vertically, carefully for a while, and saw through the cracks in his eyes ——

Mr. Lu, do you want Net Arts or not?

　Thank you for the 100 starting coins that are so painful, and the 100 starting coins that are immortal and immortal.

　　There is also a chapter of testimonials in the evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)