The leader's leadership skills, talent identification accuracy, and industry acumen are all evident.
During her conversation with the college leaders, she learned that they only started applying for school support after they received the award.
These are the reasons why she was willing to spend less than ten minutes to meet Chen Lu.
It's just an occupational hazard for investors.
If it takes longer, or if Chen Lu isn't around, she definitely won't bring it up again.
“I’ve been following the competition you participated in recently,” Yu Chunlan said.
"I am very interested in your studio."
Chen Lu smiled and agreed, though he certainly didn't believe it.
Yu Chunlan didn't continue talking about games. She knew she might understand the market, but she definitely didn't understand games.
What is market trend? Market trend is what most people recognize. Skilled people can predict it in advance, and smart people know how to adapt to it.
And some fools will try to lead the way themselves.
She then turned to ask, "I'm not in the industry, so I won't pry into the details of your game. I'm more curious, have you considered future profitability? Do you have any ideas about marketing strategies? Have you thought about what kind of results you need to sustain the company's operations?"
If things go smoothly at first, what are the plans for the future?
She was genuinely curious about these questions, after all, in her eyes, the people in the studio were just a bunch of kids who hadn't even grown up yet.
She also had a bit of a desire to nurture talent, and was willing to offer some pointers based on her knowledge.
Jiang Chao's CPU had already burned out, but Chen Lu still had a faint smile on his face and said softly, "Auntie, we're not playing house. We've thought all these things through before we started operating. As for the operation and marketing issues, those are internal matters of our studio, and it's not convenient for us to tell you."
Yu Chunlan nodded. "What if I invest at least 100,000?"
......
On the other side.
As Liang Zhirou was wiping the table for Chen Lu, she heard another knock on the door.
A food delivery driver was standing there.
Is Miss Liang Zhirou here?
Liang Zhirou walked over somewhat nervously and asked curiously, "I didn't buy anything..."
"This is your brown sugar ginger tea."
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