Chapter 121: Really less than twenty-one?



Although he knew the entrepreneurial direction and market prospects, Han Chudong had to find ways to solve the choices and troubles encountered in the process by himself.

Regarding the acquisition of the product development lab, he asked himself a key question - whether the short-term returns would be greater than investing in Intel stock.

Han Chudong had thought about this question before, including before he founded Baofeng Electric and Mason Battery.

If the profit is not as much as what you would make from investing in that company, then why bother? You might as well just sit back and wait for your investment to appreciate.

This little butterfly that influenced the course of history has not yet affected the development direction of Intel. The company currently holds many microprocessor technology patents. As long as it does not commit suicide, the return on investment in it is expected to be considerable.

The previous two times we reached positive conclusions, and this time is no exception.

Since he believed that he could handle it himself and create more value through those patents, talents and equipment, he contacted Mr. Clifton Nett and asked him to talk to the two founders first.

What he revealed was that the price was too high and the most he was willing to offer was one million US dollars.

In addition, our request to give them shares cannot be agreed to in the initial stage. We have to wait until we see the results.

How could I not be nervous when I decided to invest such a large sum of money for the first time in my life?

After hanging up the phone, I thought about it alone for a while to find out what I was missing and fill in the gaps. After struggling for a long time, my head started to hurt and I was ready to go out for a few drinks.

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Mr. Nate flew back to Los Angeles alone, and the accountants and lawyers who came to assist him also drove back.

Han Chudong, Mochizuki Kiko and Zhao Dajun are still in San Francisco.

I went out in the morning, took a car for more than six hours, and spent time in the R&D laboratory in the afternoon. I am a little tired and plan to go back tomorrow.

I took a taxi and asked the driver to help me find a lively bar. When I arrived at the destination and was about to go in, I found that the security guard at the door wanted to check the driver's license and no one under the age of 21 was allowed to enter.

In the United States, a driver's license and passport serve as identification cards, with the former being used more frequently.

You need to show your driver's license when taking a domestic flight, when staying in a hotel, and anywhere that requires proof of identity.

The imperfect household registration management system has led to the emergence of a large number of illegal immigrants from all over the world. They despise the poor and love the rich, and flock to big cities. It is no wonder that the bigger the city, the worse the public security.

Han Chudong and Zhao Dajun were seen standing at the door of the bar and not moving forward.

Mochizuki Kiko was confused at first, then came to her senses and said in a surprised tone: "Are you really under 21?"

Only adults over 21 can legally drink in California. Zhao Dajun shrugged helplessly: "I've never been here before. There are idiots who check driver's licenses. Isn't that destroying the reputation and pushing money out? Or should we go to another place?"

Han Chudong rolled his eyes at Mochizuki Xizi and said, "Do I look old? It's not like I said I was 25, so I'm really 25. That's not what my driver's license says. Go ahead, seduce the security guard and let him let us in."

She was troubled by what he said, and frowned slightly and replied, "I can't."

“…”

Han Chudong folded a five-dollar bill and placed it in his palm, then went on stage himself.

With the money between his fingers, he moved closer and said to the black man at the door of the bar, "Long time no see. My friend and I want to go in. OK?"

After shaking hands with him, the burly security guard looked down, silently put the money into his pocket, and shook his head and said, "No, the inspection is strict this week. Ask someone to buy beer for you and drink it in the park by yourself."

The tone is firm.

Seeing Han Chudong's eyes glancing towards his pocket, the black man immediately turned his face away, looked ferocious and issued a silent threat.

All right.

The negotiations failed and it seems that the five dollars were wasted.

This is San Francisco. Without Han Yiqiang's support, there's no need to argue over a small amount of money.

Walking back to Da Jun and Mochizuki Kiko, Han Chudong said helplessly: "Go ask around and find another one."

I went to two other bars, but they both required me to show my driver's license, so I couldn't drink. Finally, I found a bowling alley to kill time.

Zhao Dajun was surprised to learn that the company was really going to spend one million dollars to acquire the small R&D laboratory. He asked, "How can such a small thing be worth one million dollars? Don't be fooled. It looks very ordinary to me."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

“Those talents are useful to me, and they may seem average now, but they will be very competitive once I integrate them all.

By then, I can spend money on advertising to elevate the brand value to a new level, and sell it everywhere like selling toys. I should be able to make money. Besides, I can collect royalties anyway, so even if I lose money, it won’t be too much. I want to give it a try.”

Han Chudong was not very interested in bowling. After throwing a few balls, he sat down to rest.

It feels good to be with friends in another city like tonight. It's a pity that we are not allowed to enter the bar, otherwise it would be more lively.

"One million... just give it a try? We are from two different worlds. You are high-income and I am middle-income. I know you can make money, but I still want to advise you to be a little careful. With so many businesses coming out, can you handle it?"

Knowing that Da Jun was really doing this for his own good, Han Chudong smiled and nodded, "I understand. I considered it for a long time before making the decision. I hired a lot of employees. With their help, I can handle it. I'll be a little more careful next year and take care of the things I have at hand for now. If I didn't have a good idea, I wouldn't have invested so much money."

"What idea? I just said it casually. You are smarter than me and better at making money. Think about what to do yourself and don't listen to me."

"You'll know about the facial mask in a while. I'll design it and apply for a patent tomorrow... Tomorrow seems to be Saturday, so I'll go on Monday."

Mochizuki Kiko guessed that Han Chudong had a plan, but knew nothing about the detailed arrangements. She said, "I really like today's milk-flavored lotion and soap. If it is beautifully packaged and advertised, many people should be willing to buy it."

Han Chudong sat there and continued, "It smells really good, but I'm not sure how effective it is. I've remembered the brand of the product and will send someone to ask consumers for their opinions. Just having a good smell is not enough. I think since there are businesses willing to buy the production formula, there should be no problem. I will wait until I understand it before making a decision."

Zhao Dajun was throwing the ball by himself. It was boring to play without scoring, so he changed the subject and suddenly said to Mochizuki Kiko, "What is your relationship with my good friend now? Are you in love?"

He overthought it.

I thought Han Chudong decided to go back to Los Angeles tomorrow and go to the bar again in the evening, so he wanted to find an excuse to be alone with this beautiful female subordinate.

He always had to ask clearly. If he found himself being used as a light bulb, Zhao Dajun would be ready to find a reason to withdraw first, so as to avoid the two of them being unable to let go.


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