readease Chapter 115 3000 Investment
Chapter 115 3000 Investment
For example, in the comments section of a mothers' group, someone posts a picture of a baby, and someone immediately replies, "Sister, your baby is so cute," and then posts a picture of a C-section scar saying, "It's a pity I have a scar from giving birth."
Immediately afterward, someone else chimed in, "Don't worry, sister, I used to have scars too, but they're gone now." The two women worked together, and eventually, they started selling scar removal products. This scam seemed no different from ordinary user reviews.
Lin Ran nodded. "Thank you for your feedback."
"Is it because we don't have enough operating funds?" Gu Nianxi put down her teacup and looked at Lin Ran.
"This is clearly due to insufficient manpower for review, and the algorithm has not kept up. If it were manual review, one person could only review a few hundred items a day at most, which would be far from enough for the UGC content generated by 200,000 daily active users."
The algorithm doesn't perform semantic recognition; keyword filtering alone is simply insufficient to stop this kind of double act.
"Yes." Lin Ran didn't hide anything, "We're currently breaking even, but we don't dare to spend money on expanding enrollment."
"Are you really not planning to raise funds? With such a promising product, we can't afford to delay its development even a little bit."
"Yes. We intend to accept investment."
Gu Nianxi put down her teacup and pointed to herself. "I'll invest 30 million in you, just for a 20% stake, and I won't be involved in management. How about that?"
Lin Ran looked at her. Thirty million was no small sum.
Gu Nianxi put her teacup on the table. "This apartment in Tomson Riviera would fetch 30 million if sold." She paused. "I'm not someone who easily trusts others. But Xuexue is different. She answered my call in the middle of the night and listened for so long, and you drove her to Shanghai overnight. So I staked all my savings on you."
Now I need a chance to prove my judgment. Accept my investment!
Lin Ran picked up his coffee cup, then put it down again. Tens of millions—that's no small sum. This is a heavier decision than any he's made before.
He slowly swirled the glass, then spoke: "Okay. But don't sell the house. Just mortgage it to the bank for a loan. In a few years, this house will be worth seventy or eighty million without a problem."
"Holy crap, so expensive?" Gu Nianxi's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.
"Yes. Think it over carefully. You can become a billionaire in a few years even if you do nothing now. Investing involves risks."
"I'll go mortgage it tomorrow," Gu Nianxi said.
"Alright. I'll give you thirty percent of the shares."
After breakfast, Gu Nianxi led the two back to Tomson Riviera. The interior was decorated in a minimalist style, mainly in gray tones. The sofa was gray, the walls were white, but the display case for figurines was a striking contrast—the entire wall of glass cabinets was crammed with figurines and limited-edition skin gift boxes.
She pushed open the door to the guest room, which was spotless. The sheets had been changed, and there was bottled water and a towel on the bedside table.
"This room is for you. The bed is big enough for the two of you to roll around in."
Lin Ran stood at the doorway and glanced inside. "Where's mine?"
Gu Nianxi raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on her lips. "You two aren't sleeping in the same bed? What, is it that Mr. Lin can't handle it?"
Lin Ran rolled her eyes at her.
"My house is very soundproof, please feel free to do as you please." After saying that, she closed the door and left in her slippers.
Over the next few days, Gu Nianxi took the two of them all over Shanghai. On the first day, they went to the City God Temple. Gu Nianxi queued for half an hour to buy a basket of crab roe xiaolongbao (soup dumplings). Su Peixue took a bite and some soup splattered onto her hand. Lin Ran handed her a tissue to wipe it off.
Gu Nianxi watched the couple from the side, picked up her own serving of xiaolongbao and stuffed one into her mouth. She ate quickly and loudly, as if she was sulking, or as if she was competing with a dog that didn't exist.
In the afternoon, we went to the Bund. The river breeze made Su Peixue's hair fly up and stick to Lin Ran's face.
The next day, they went to Disneyland. Su Peixue stood in front of the castle for a while, and Gu Nianxi asked her if it was her first time there. She nodded.
Gu Nianxi dragged her to experience almost all the rides. They rode the Tron Lightcycle Power Run twice. The first time, Su Peixue kept her eyes open the whole time, but the second time, she closed her eyes and leaned on Lin Ran's shoulder.
During the evening fireworks show, as the first golden firework exploded above the castle, music began to play. Gu Nianxi saw Su Peixue looking up, her eyes sparkling.
She didn't leave the house on the third day. Gu Nianxi went to the bank to complete the mortgage process, which involved appraisal, signing documents, and getting the loan amount approved, keeping her busy all morning.
Lin Ran opened his notebook in the hotel room to write down the next steps in his magic book: expanding the review team, building a semantic recognition algorithm, and opening up e-commerce interfaces.
Su Peixue lay on the bed next to him, the Huangpu River outside the window shimmering with golden light in the autumn sunshine.
Thirty million, or thirty percent.
He already had a clear plan in mind: where the money would be spent, how each penny would be used, how much leverage he could get from the bank, and who he needed to leverage next.
He closed his laptop, glanced at Su Peixue lying on the bed with her legs crossed, then looked at the vast Huangpu River outside the window, and prepared to return home.
After receiving Gu Nianxi's 30 million investment, Lin Ran did not invest it all in the magic book.
Lin Ran divided the money into four parts: 15 million went into the company account for technology upgrades and team expansion;
He bought five million in gold, five million in Bitcoin, and invested the remaining five million in several stocks whose codes he remembered from his previous life.
In this way, even if the operation of the magic book runs into problems, these assets will still far exceed 30 million in a few years. He won't let Gu Nianxi actually mortgage her house.
Autumn passed quickly, and early winter arrived.
The sycamore leaves from Lushan University had fallen to the ground, making a crunching sound when stepped on.
Su Peixue was lying on her bed in her dormitory, scrolling through her phone. On the screen was a tutorial video on how to make a cake.
Zhao Yining leaned down from the upper bunk, a half-eaten cookie still dangling from her mouth, and mumbled, "This video is wrong. When whipping cream, you should put ice water at the bottom of the bowl. She whipped it at room temperature, so the cream melted halfway through, and it's bound to collapse when you try to decorate it."
Su Peixue rewound the video for a few seconds, then silently turned it off.
"Ningning, teach me."
Zhao Yining swallowed the cookie. "What do you want to learn to do?"
"Cake. It's Lin Ran's birthday."
Zhao Yining climbed down from the top bunk, opened her snack cabinet, and pulled out a loose-leaf notebook with several dessert stickers on the cover.
She flipped to the middle page, which was covered with recipes and precautions. "What flavors does he like?"
Su Peixue thought for a moment.
"I'm not picky."
The zookeeper is not picky about food, but he is protective of it.
"Does he eat a lot of sweets usually?"
"We usually eat more spicy food."
"Shall we have a spicy chili oil cake then?" Zhao Yining suggested.
"Is that edible...?"
"Of course not, just kidding, hehe."
Zhao Yining slammed her notebook on the table. "Then let's make a low-sugar sea salt caramel nut cake. It'll be sweet and salty, so guys usually won't find it too cloying."
Top with a layer of toasted almonds and walnuts.