You are worth tens of billions before you come to the system?

Chapter 30 Money comes too fast, life is worthless

"Mr. Lin, why don't you have a chat with them?"

Liu Xiaojun saw that Lin Zitai was dissatisfied, but he didn't know what shape of tank Lin Zitai wanted.

Although it is a bit rude to ask Lin Zitai to contact him personally, time is urgent now and the shape of the tank must be determined as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Lin Zitai understands the righteousness and has always been informal. He never cares about formalism: "No problem, Xiao Su, you go and prepare for an online meeting."

"And Mr. Liu, tomorrow you go to the whole family and the person in charge of Meiyijia to talk about sales channels."

At present, production-related problems have basically been solved, and the next step is to open up sales channels.

Although online sales are possible, the demand is too small and unstable. It should be launched in national chain convenience stores.

The whole family in the Yangtze River Delta, the beauty of the Pearl River Delta.

As long as these two sales channels are opened, you don't have to worry about beverage sales in the early stage.

Waiting for the fermentation of word-of-mouth, municipal, provincial, and even international distributors will take the initiative to come to our door in the future.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, Lin Zitai was sitting in his office, connecting with five well-known domestic tank designers.

"Mojin is the name of our company's drink, and the marketing slogan is: Release your wildness and be a better version of yourself!"

"The 300ml capacity tinplate tall can, the specific shape, you can take a look at the design yourself."

I feel like this thing is very strange. I can feel it as long as I look at it with the right eye, but Lin Zitai can't describe its specific shape.

When all the designers heard this, their scalps went numb. They thought it would be easier to talk to Lin Zitai, but they didn't expect that Lin Zitai was the type of client they hated most.

Originally, Liu Xiaojun would also provide an idea so that they could refer to Red Bull's tank design.

However, Lin Zitai simply asked them to follow their feelings. The most difficult Party A is the Party A who has no demands.

Without providing any ideas, how should they design the tank and how can they satisfy Lin Zitai?

The online conference room suddenly fell into silence. Some people had already decided to quit. This was too difficult to take care of, and I didn’t want to take care of them anymore.

Lin Zitai smiled and said: "Teachers have worked hard. I feel that 500 million is not enough to reflect the value of your labor, so I have increased the reward amount to 1000 million."

"Money is not an issue. The key is to be efficient and satisfy me with the shape of the tank. At the same time, the safety of the transportation process must be guaranteed."

He knew that he was making trouble unreasonably, but he believed that money could not only make the devil push the grindstone, but also make the grindstone push the ghost away.

If 500 million is not enough, just 1000 million. There is nothing in the world that cannot be done with money, but the price given is not high enough.

When the designers heard about it, they all felt like they had been given a shot. 500 million was already a sky-high price, and [-] million was even more of a sky-high price.

Lin Zitai's status in their hearts instantly changed from the damn party A to the amiable sponsor father.

As long as they can complete this order, they will directly achieve financial freedom and reach the peak of life.

Someone hurriedly asked: "Mr. Lin, could you please send me some samples? Have a taste and get a feel for it."

Someone even asked: "Mr. Lin, is your company's factory in Shanghai? I can go directly there now."

Someone else said: "Mr. Lin, I can go there too."

Lin Zitai smiled: "Every teacher is welcome to visit our factory. If you can't come, I can ask my assistant to mail it to you."

Four of the five designers chose to come, and the only remaining one was still on vacation in Europe and couldn't really come.

Su Jiayue on the side showed a true expression. When it came to throwing money, Lin Zitai was a professional.

And he has always been like this, as long as he can achieve his goal, he never cares how much money the process will consume.

In the afternoon, Lin Zitai stayed at the factory for a while and took a bus back to the high-tech park in Pudong.

What needs to be done has been done. All that is left to do is confirm the final shape of the tank. He can't help with anything else.

I can only place my hope on everyone, whether they can give him a satisfactory answer sheet after six days.

In the company's reception room, Wang Sichao was half-slumped on the sofa, bored and playing with his mobile phone.

When Lin Zitai heard the news, he pushed the door open and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to settle the bill now. I heard that you have set up a private equity fund again, and the company is rich."

Wang Sichao chuckled. Asking for the gaming club's naming fee was just a trivial matter. The key was to inquire about the situation.Although his father asked him to calm down a bit, when he initially invested in Panda Interactive, he now makes a profit if he doesn't lose money.

But Wang Sichao was not convinced, and he was not willing to be a rich second generation who would just eat and die. Hearing that Lin Zitai had started a private equity fund, he came over to see if there was any quota left, and planned to get a share of the pie.

"You think I want to do it?"

Lin Zitai expressed his true feelings: "Being in the financial market is like picking up money, how can I realize the value of my life?"

If there is no system, he may still enter the financial market, but as long as the foreign debt is paid off, he will announce his retirement.

The bankruptcy of the Prince Group made him see one thing clearly: finance is a tool of power, and he is at best a user of the tool.

If you want to become a holder of tools, you must go to Wall Street, but Wall Street does not necessarily have a place for him.

The domestic environment does not pay attention to the financial market, and there is no soil for financial survival. Lin Zitai has long seen through this.

Now that the system exists, he has other options, not just finance.

"???"

Wang Sichao's brows knitted together, his expression as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly. Is this what a person can say?

"Your level is too low and you don't understand. I don't blame you."

Lin Zitai looked up to the sky and sighed, as the old saying goes, it is easy to find a thousand pieces of gold, but it is hard to find one.

He is actually an honest person and likes to tell the truth, but others always think he is showing off.

Wang Sichao couldn't stand it and couldn't find any reason to refute it. The unpredictable financial market was like Lin Zitai's back garden.

If he hadn't been sanctioned by the plagued Golden Retriever, he would not only be a leader in the domestic financial market, but also dominate the international market.

Wang Sichao smiled bitterly and could only change the subject: "Are you going to Princess Zhao's birthday party?"

"Why does she push for so many things every day?"

When Lin Zitai heard the name, he cursed, and the image of a proud and cool imperial sister suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Then are you going?"

"Don't go."

"How did I hear that you will definitely go?"

"Who said that? Are you sure? That's what you said..."

Lin Zitai looked disdainful, but stopped abruptly mid-sentence, and suddenly asked: "How old is she?"

Wang Sichao chuckled: "It looks like it has 34D."

"I'm asking about my age when I step on the horse. What are you thinking about?"

"Oh~ You are the same age as me, but half a year younger than me."

Lin Zitai's eyes were unkind, and his voice suddenly rose: "Do you think I have the time to pay attention to how old you are?"

Wang Sichao looked aggrieved: "You attended my 30th birthday party at the beginning of the year, and you forgot about it so quickly?"

"She is 30 years old this year?"

"Yes, that's why I want to make it bigger."

Lin Zitai scratched his head: "Thirty so soon?"

Wang Sichao raised his eyebrows, sensing something unusual, and smiled maliciously: "I smell gossip."

"none of your business."

"Then are you going?"

"go."

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