Technology: Starting from selling mobile phones

Chapter 30 Souvenirs

a few days later.

Rongcheng, New District, Software Park.

Contrary to what most people expected, the headquarters of Glory of Kings is not in Shanghai, but in Banyan City where Nietzsche's mobile phone is located.

Not far from the Software Park, in a "Gao'an Tea Room" next to the CBD Global Plaza.

Mo Ran gently put down the teapot in his hand, and his eyes fell on the man opposite the tea table.

"Mr. Zhu, I specially invited you here today because I want to discuss a cooperation with you."

Mr. Zhu, Zhu Xiaobin, is currently the person in charge of the business development department of "Glory of the King".

A few days ago, with Wen Wan's help, I contacted an insider of "King of Glory", and after several twists and turns, I finally succeeded in making an appointment with Mr. Zhu Xiaobin.

"Xiao Xie told me about this."

Zhu Xiaobin took a sip of tea lightly, moistened his throat, and skillfully revealed the Rolex on his wrist.

He glanced at his watch and said:

"I have a meeting in the afternoon, Xiao Mo, hurry up, what kind of sponsorship cooperation do you want to talk about?"

Mo Ran could feel perfunctory, and his eyes fell on the exquisite Rolex worth about [-] yuan.

Smiling slightly, said:

"Mr. Zhu, I have prepared a sponsorship contract. You can take a look."

After all, he gently pushed a sponsorship contract over.

Seeing Zhu Xiaobin picked it up, he went on to say:

"I hope to become the exclusive main sponsor of the official event of 'Glory of the King', and the only designated mobile phone for the official event."

"and also……"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Xiaobin on the opposite side directly pushed back the sponsorship contract with a sullen look on his face.

"Mr. Mo, stop talking, you're not kidding me, are you?"

"Your sponsorship contract is signed for five years. The sponsorship fee is 50 in the first year, 100 million in the second year, 150 million in the third year, and [-] million in the fourth year..."

"Your condition is simply a fantasy, a waste of time!"

After saying a few words, Zhu Xiaobin couldn't help but shook his head again and again, his eyes were already a little impatient.

If it wasn't for his colleague Xiao Xie who found him a few days ago, he said that a friend wanted to sponsor "Glory of the King".

It happened that "King of Glory" was also preparing to attract investment at this time, otherwise it would have been absolutely impossible for him to come out to meet Mo Ran in person.

really.

Listen to what the conditions are. It’s simply outrageous that my mother opened the door for outrageous things!
Outrageous home.

The commercialization of League of Legends next door has begun to take shape, and the combined sponsorship fees of major brands have reached tens of millions every year.

Glory of Kings is indeed just getting started, and its scale and market are not comparable to League of Legends, but it is not so cheap!

Moreover, five years after signing?

Ha ha.

Even The Voice knows that sponsorships need to be signed once a year, and the price will increase the next year after it becomes popular. Do you think you are a fool?

the most important is.

His eyes fell on the name on the cover of the sponsorship contract - Nietzsche Mobile Phone!
Do all cats and dogs want to be the main sponsor?
Mo Ran didn't care, Zhu Xiaobin's reaction was all within his expectation.

"Mr. Zhu, Glory of Kings has only been open for three months, and the number of players is not that high."

"Moreover, all I want is the sponsorship rights for the 'Honor of Kings' competition..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Xiaobin's face became even more impatient, as if he had no interest in listening to Mo Ran.

After a while, he simply waved his hand to interrupt.

"Mr. Mo, let's be honest, the conditions you gave are impossible to pass."

"and……"

"The brand awareness of your Nietzsche mobile phone is obviously not enough. It is okay to be an ordinary sponsor, but it is impossible to become a special mobile phone sponsor for the competition."

As he spoke, Zhu Xiaobin shook his head.

"If it's like this today, I'll have another meeting later."

After speaking, Zhu Xiaobin took advantage of the situation and stood up, ready to leave.

Mo Ran couldn't help laughing, watching Zhu Xiaobin turn around to leave, and said slowly:

"Mr. Zhu, don't worry, business is not a matter of benevolence and righteousness."

"I'm not asking you to come here empty-handed today. I've specially prepared some souvenirs for you. Do you want to take a look?"

Souvenirs?
Zhu Xiaobin retracted the foot he had stepped out, and turned his body slightly.

The next second, his originally impatient eyes suddenly condensed.

I don’t know when, but an ordinary box suddenly appeared on the square tea table.

The lid of the box was opened, and there were stacks of bright red banknotes inside. Looking carefully, the amount was at least more than 20 yuan!

After a while.

His expression kept changing, and finally his eyes fell on Mo Ran's face.

"Mr. Mo, what do you mean?"

"You test me with this?!"

Mo Ran still had a smile on his face, gently closed the box, and then quietly pushed it in front of Zhu Xiaobin.

"Mr. Zhu, you misunderstood, I just want to make friends with you."

Zhu Xiaobin kept his eyes on Mo Ran. After turning around for a few times, he finally sat down without leaving any trace.

"Forget it, I've also heard your name mentioned by my friends many times, Mr. Mo, and I've wanted to make friends with you for a long time!"

"Since we are friends, I will listen to your thoughts again."

Mo Ran laughed.

After filling Zhu Xiaobin with tea again, he said:

"According to Mr. Zhu, what do you mean, the contract period is too long?"

Zhu Xiaobin no longer had the previous impatience on his face, he shook his head and said:
"It's not just a matter of contracts being too long."

"It is not easy for you to be the main sponsor of the official competition and the only dedicated mobile phone for the official competition."

"First of all, your mobile phone must meet our requirements."

Mo Ran nodded slightly, and then took out a new mobile phone that had been prepared for a long time.

"To tell you the truth, this is a special mobile phone we specially prepared for 'Glory of the King'."

"There is no problem with running full picture quality and full special effects on this phone."

"And this phone has not been named yet, it can even be a co-branded phone of 'Honor of Kings'."

Zhu Xiaobin's eyes flashed with surprise, and he immediately took it. After a few minutes of testing, he completely believed what Mo Ran said.

indeed.

This phone has no problem running the "Honor of Kings" with full picture quality and full special effects!
"Now the problem with the mobile phone has been solved."

"However... the sponsorship contract is too long, and the price is too low!"

"According to the requirements of the current headquarters, our sponsorship contract can be signed for a maximum of two years, and your five-year contract is absolutely impossible to pass."

"Impossible for five years, what about the 2+1 contract?"

"2+1?"

Seeing Mo Ran take out another contract calmly, Zhu Xiaobin fully realized that Mo Ran was not as simple as he thought.

He thought for a moment, took the contract, and Mo Ran answered:
"For this 2+1 contract, I will give 100 million sponsorship fees in the first year, 200 million in the second year, 300 million in the third year, and a total of 3 million in three years. Moreover, we will sponsor all the mobile phones used in the competition for free in the three years. .”

"but!"

“After three years, when the contract is renewed every year, we should have priority in renewing it!”

Zhu Xiaobin's face became serious.

To be honest, the offer for this 2+1 contract is much more sincere than the previous contract.

but.

If you want to sign a one-time contract for three years, I am afraid it will be difficult to pass.

"Mr. Mo, I can feel your sincerity."

"But it's a three-year contract..."

"There is also the brand reputation of Nietzsche's mobile phone. I'm afraid I still can't pass it. I am not the only one who has the final say on the headquarters."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Mo Ran leisurely poured himself a cup of tea.

This time he looked directly at Zhu Xiaobin. After a few seconds, he landed on the ordinary box again.

"That's your problem, Mr. Zhu."

"I believe you must have a way. After it is done, you will still have the same souvenir!"

Zhu Xiaobin took a deep look at Mo Ran, and finally his eyes fell on the box.

After a while.

He gritted his teeth.

"I'll try my best!"

(End of this chapter)