When Ding Ming first entered university, his father said: "We must unite our classmates and make more friends!"

　　 If you follow this goal, the child is completely abolished, and he is heading for the technical house and will never return.

　　 The freshness at the beginning has passed, and fewer and fewer students come to watch and play on the computer, and Ding Ming can finally do his own thing. He divided the main time into four parts: reading computer books in the classroom, communicating with people on the Internet in the coffee shop, practicing programming in the dormitory, and then...playing games.

　　 Academic performance plummeted, and final exams were in a mess!

　　I can't take care of making more friends. In the past, Zhou Zhengyu could call him at will, but now he always exchanges a few perfunctory sounds: Okay, right away, go in a while.

　　 "This kid is hopeless." Zhou Zhengyu said, smoking a cigarette.

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said, "He likes it himself."

　　 Ding Ming in front of the computer is typing on the keyboard frantically, his beard is stubborn, and his clothes have not been changed for two days. At this time, summer has entered, and the summer of the sea, when I approached, I could even smell a bad smell.

　　 Peng Shengli came back from the cafeteria, threw the lunch box in front of Ding Ming, frowned and said, "You better go wash it."

　　 "Okay, right now." Ding Ming agreed casually.

　　 After typing on the keyboard for another 20 minutes, Ding Ming finally picked up the lunch box for lunch, and then rushed into the public toilet for a cold bath.

　　 Song Weiyang is lying on the bed and reading, there are still classes in the afternoon, and he has to have time to spend time with his girlfriend in the evening.

　　 Just when Song Weiyang was about to take a nap, someone suddenly knocked on the door. A young man in a plaid shirt stepped in half of his foot, stretched his head in and asked: "Excuse me, is Mr. Song Weiyang here?"

　　 "Old Song, I'm looking for you!" Zhou Zhengyu yawned and shouted.

　　 Song Weiyang turned over and got out of bed, stretched his waist and said, "What's the matter?"

The young man immediately declared his home: "Hello, Mr. Song, my name is Zhang Chaoyang. I graduated from the Department of Physics at Tsinghua University and I am a postdoctoral fellow at MIT. I once served as the liaison person in the Asia-Pacific region of MIT and the chief representative of the US isi company in China. I am very happy to visit Song. Sir. Please forgive me if you are presumptuous."

　　 "Zhang Chaoyang," Song Weiyang saw the person's appearance clearly, "How did you find here?"

Zhang Chaoyang explained: "I plan to start China's first Internet company and I am seeking venture capital. I heard that Mr. Song is very interested in computers and the Internet. You have just invested in Kingsoft Software. I wonder if you can listen to my business plan. ?"

　　 Song Weiyang smiled bitterly: "This means that good things don't go out, and bad things spread for thousands of miles? You should be in the United States. You also know about my investment in Jinshan."

　　 "It has spread all over China's Internet circles. This is a good thing, not a bad thing." Zhang Chaoyang said.

　　 Well, with Jinshan’s reputation at this time, Song Weiyang’s investment really spread throughout the domestic network every minute.

　　 Zhang Chaoyang in history should have started to pull investment in May of this year, and he has been traveling back and forth between China, New York and Boston. On the streets of the United States, he lined up to call investors from a public phone, and was often driven out of the office by investors. Because he is Chinese and he is not trusted by American investors, he suffered various tricks and was told several times that he was willing to invest. As a result, the other party temporarily repented.

　　 It wasn't until August that Zhang Chaoyang finally got 150,000 US dollars in venture capital, which was invested by two professors from his alma mater (Massachusetts Institute of Technology).

　　 Now it is obviously slapped by butterfly wings. Zhang Chaoyang returned to China a few days ago and was rejected for investment. He heard from friends that Xifeng’s boss Song just invested in Jinshan. So after inquiries, he learned that Song Weiyang was studying in Fudan, and immediately flew to the school to find someone.

　　 In fact, most Internet entrepreneurs in China have had this experience.

　　As a traverser, you don’t need to take the initiative to contact future bigwigs. As long as you reveal your interest in the network industry and are willing to throw money everywhere, those entrepreneurs will come to ask for money.

　　 MIT postdoc!

　　 Including Peng Shengli, the guys in the dormitory all looked at Zhang Chaoyang, just like the giant pandas watching the zoo.

　　 "What company do you want to do?" Song Weiyang asked knowingly.

　　 "China's first Internet company." Zhang Chaoyang said.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "Yinghaiwei is the first one."

Zhang Chaoyang disdainfully said: "Ying Haiwei is not doing the Internet at all. They have built a lot of servers in the room, and people can access these servers through dial-up Internet. The boss of this company used to do paging business, and they used it for paging. It’s absolutely impossible to do the Internet in this way. What's more, they are not using the common communication procedures of the Internet, and their servers are simply islands of information."

　　 "Then what internet business are you going to do?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 Zhang Chaoyang asked, "Have you heard of Yahoo?"

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said: "With the current scale and popularity of the Internet in China, do you think the Yahoo model can make money in China?"

　　 Zhang Chaoyang was stunned. He originally bullied Song Weiyang for not knowing the Internet and planned to take Yahoo's listing on Wall Street this year, and the total stock price reached 500 million US dollars in one day. Song Weiyang was stunned. Who knows, Song Weiyang directly asked the fatal question-Yahoo's set would not work in China, at least it still doesn't work!

　　 Zhang Chaoyang is a little guilty, because he doesn’t know what business he should do~lightnovelpub.net~ and he tentatively asked: "How about making firewall software?"

　　 "Didn't you say that you want to open an Internet company?" Song Weiyang smiled, "If I do anti-virus software, I can just let Kingsoft do it. Why should I invest in you?"

　　 Zhang Chaoyang’s question to Song Weiyang cannot be answered. Historically, it took him a year to figure out what he should do after starting the company. To put it bluntly, it is to make a navigation website. 2345 and hao123 understand that these are the rest of Zhang Chaoyang's play.

　　 However, Zhang Chaoyang at this moment does not know what business to do. He said: "We can build a commercial website first and slowly look for business opportunities."

　　 Song Weiyang couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't know what to do, you still count on me to invest?"

　　 Zhang Chaoyang's expression was very embarrassing. He was rejected many times, and he didn't care about this one time. He squeezed out a smile and said, "Mr. Song, then I won't bother, and I hope to be able to cooperate in the future."

　　 "Let's go, go to my coffee shop and chat." Song Weiyang began to put on shoes.

　　 Zhou Zhengyu asked: "Are you not going to class this afternoon?"

　　 "Answer me when you roll the call." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "Go, skip class little prince." Zhou Zhengyu said.

　　 Ding Ming is very interested in this thing, throwing aside the keyboard and saying: "I will go and listen."

　　 Zhang Chaoyang was taken by Song Weiyang to the Time Cafe. He didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd, let alone what to talk about next.