Chapter 330

"Excellent? What is excellent?"

Wang Ziyu and Su Ye asked in doubt.

"I'll tell you later."

Su Ye hugged Wang Ziyu's shoulders and walked to Wang Fuchuan's side together.

"Mr. Wang, I have been famous for you for a long time."

Saying that, Su Ye stretched his right hand forward.

Wang Fuchuan, Biati's boss, Su Ye has stopped Yang Zhiyuan many times.

But the one I heard the most was the big devil's dad that Wang Ziyu said.

What not to teach him music.

Something broke his guitar.

What has been thinking about him taking over the Biati company all day long.

What do not understand the thoughts of young people at all.

In short, from Wang Ziyu's mouth, Su Ye could see a super terrifying big devil.

"Oh, Mr. Su has heard about me, and Sansheng is really lucky."

"Come on, there are many people at the airport, let's chat in the car."

Wang Fuchuan already had some guesses in his mind, but as an adult, he naturally had a city in his heart, so he would not ask his own questions on the spot.

"President Su, what is your relationship with Ziyu?"

Sitting in the car, Wang Fuchuan couldn't help but speak after all.

At this moment, Wang Fuchuan, father and son, and Su Ye were sitting in the car.

The original driver was pushed into another car by him.

Wang Fuchuan drove the car himself, and Su Ye and Wang Ziyu sat in the back seat together.

"Dad, don't ask, it's so obvious that you can't see it."

"Su Ye and I are roommates in college."

Wang Ziyu said impatiently.

"Yes, Mr. Wang, my fourth brother and I ate and lived together in college for four years. We are the best brothers."

"Ah, that's it, then I'm relieved."

"Ziyu is not mature at all. If he can have half of your thoughts, I will be at ease even if I retire now."

Wang Fuchuan opened up the chatter box, and began to talk about Wang Ziyu's fault non-stop.

Before university, he refused to follow his own arrangement.

After school, I secretly bought a guitar myself.

After graduating from university, he didn't even go to work. He stayed at home every day just tinkering with his music.

"Xiao Su, it doesn't matter if I call you that."

"Tell me, like him, how can I feel at ease in the future."

"Music, music, can you eat that stuff every day?"

"Those who are engaged in music, which one does not take a few years or ten years to achieve something."

"It's impossible for me to keep him for so many years."

"If more than ten years have passed by then, and he fails to achieve anything, it will be too late to study company management."

"Xiao Su, do you think I'm right?"

While waiting for the red light, Wang Fuchuan pulled up the handbrake and turned to ask Su Ye.

"this……"

Su Ye considered the wording for a while, and then said: "Mr. Wang, to be honest, you can really support yourself by making music."

"Besides, Ziyu is by your side now, so it's not like he can't learn something, right?"

"In the future, if he gets tired of making music and doesn't want to continue, it should be good for him to take over your company."

"Follow me for what?"

Wang Fuchuan watched the green light turn on, released the handbrake and started the car.

"Today I got up early in the morning when I heard that I was coming to pick you up."

"Otherwise, why would you be by my side?"

"Dad, stop talking."

Wang Ziyu said dissatisfiedly beside him.

This father, Su Ye told him that he was not good as soon as he came here.

Wang Ziyu looked at Su Ye beside him, his face was a little ugly.

"Okay, don't talk, don't talk."

"By the way, Xiao Su, don't call me Mr. Wang anymore, just call me uncle."

"You and Ziyu are classmates, and I will ask you to take care of him more in the future."

"No problem, Uncle Wang."

The car soon arrived at the Century Hotel in Guangcheng. After Wang Fuchuan arranged for the waiter to serve the dishes, he began to ask Su Ye the purpose of coming this time.

"Xiao Su, did you come to Guangcheng this time mainly to see our Biati company?"

"To be honest, the industry I work in has nothing to do with your Internet."

Su Ye smiled: "Uncle Wang, the industry you are in seems to have nothing to do with the Internet, but it indirectly affects the development of the Internet."

"Oh, how do you say that?"

Wang Fuchuan really doesn't know that the battery industry or the energy industry can still catch up with the Internet.

This little guy Su Ye must not be fooling himself.

"Uncle Wang, look."

"The development of the Internet needs to be carried on hardware devices, right?"

"Currently computers are in a stage of rapid development, but people's demand for devices that can access the Internet will become higher and higher."

"Soon, laptops will be more responsive to market needs than desktops."

"Whether it is business people, students or ordinary people, thinner, lighter and more convenient notebooks will definitely win their favor."

"Well, that's right."

Wang Fuchuan nodded in agreement.

The first order from Biati's factory was sold to a domestic game machine manufacturer in Gou Ri's country.

But now that the development of electronic equipment is accelerating, many computer manufacturers and mobile phone manufacturers have found Biati.

But Wang Chuanfu didn't respond.

Now in the domestic battery market, there are more fakes than genuine ones.

There are dozens of battery brands with similar names to the Biati brand in the world, but they are all gimmicks.

Today the battery explodes, tomorrow the battery leaks.

As a result, consumers didn't understand, and they all threw the pot on Biati.

For this issue, Wang Fuchuan has held several press conferences, expounding that Biati Group's current main business is abroad and has not entered the domestic market.

When it is still useless.

"In the future, not only computers, but mobile phones will also enter an era of rapid development. People can directly use various software on their mobile phones, chat and call people, play games, and download various software."

"It can't be."

Wang Fuchuan couldn't believe it.

A mobile phone is a mobile phone, and a computer is a computer, and the two cannot be confused at all.

Although some functions have been added to the current mobile phones, such as playing games and accessing QQ, they are all used by young people.

And the internet speed is still stuck.

How can it be possible to transfer the functions of a computer to a mobile phone in the future?

"Yes, Su Ye, this is too surreal."

Wang Ziyu next to him didn't believe it either.

In the future, the world's Internet will definitely continue to develop, but it is incredible to carry it on a small mobile phone.

Not to mention anything else, the small screen alone hurts the eyes of people watching it.

Now QQ has launched a membership service, even if you are not online, you can receive SMS notifications.

But logging in to QQ with a mobile phone is inconvenient to operate, and I can’t even read it clearly, and the current Internet speed...

Wang Ziyu could only reply with two words.

"If you can't do it now, it doesn't mean you can't do it in the future."

"More advanced processing, larger high-resolution screens, long-lasting batteries, and ever-increasing speeds of the network, the times are changing, and the development of technology is changing with each passing day."

"Things that seem unbelievable now will definitely be possible in the future."

"Even, cars that use only batteries as energy sources may run all over the streets by then."

"This……"

When he heard Su Ye's last words, Wang Fuchuan's eyes narrowed sharply.

He has always had a dream of making new energy vehicles.

But also just a dream.

If the development of batteries breaks through the existing level in the future, then this dream is entirely possible to realize.

Maybe Su Ye is right, what can't be done now doesn't mean it can't be done in the future.

"Xiao Su, Su Ye, I still agree with your point of view."

"So, do you think that in the future, Biati has great prospects for development, right?"

"Of course, Uncle Wang."

"Now Europa has been continuously promoting new vehicle emission standards, and some developed countries such as the beautiful country are responding one after another."

"In the not-too-distant future, when it is found that the emissions from fuel used by cars will still pollute the environment, those developed countries will promote the concept of new energy vehicles."

"If Biati can unswervingly do a good job in the current business, it will definitely shine in the future."

This information is not nonsense from Su Ye.

It was verified in previous lives.

Almost every two years, countries around the world will introduce new vehicle emission standards.

Let the majority of car owners complain endlessly.

At this time, new energy vehicles came into being.

"The main purpose of my coming to Guangcheng this time is to talk to Uncle Wang about cooperation."

"Cooperation, how do you want to cooperate."

Wang Fuchuan put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked serious.

"Qingyun Technology intends to invest 1 billion yuan to help Biati Company develop technology, break through the current technical barriers, and develop new types of batteries."

"1 billion."

Wang Fuchuan was secretly startled.

Hearing this number shocked him even more than hearing that Su Ye wanted to invest in Biati.

After four or five years of hard work, he thinks he has developed an offline battery manufacturing company to its peak.

But he didn't save a fortune of 1 billion yuan.

Last year, Biati's global sales totaled just over 1 billion, with a gross profit of about 30%.

Su Ye said it was 1 billion. These funds are enough for Biati to maintain the sales scale of last year every year, and it will take three years to achieve it.

This is not to mention, in the process of developing and operating, Biati needs to continuously invest in the technical department.

In fact, after calculation, what Wang Fuchuan can get throughout the year is tens of thousands of income.

"Yes, 1 billion."

"Then, do you have any request?"

Wang Fuchuan does not believe that there are any good people in the world who are willing to contribute money and effort to help you develop new technologies without any benefit.

Even if Su Ye is Wang Ziyu's classmate, there is no such good thing in the world.

Wang Ziyu also looked at Su Ye nervously.

This classmate of mine, the third elder brother in the dormitory, has more than 1 billion in funds after only being separated for a few months.

And a company with thousands of people.

On the other hand, I have not only achieved nothing in the past few months, but also been criticized by my father every day.

Is it wrong to think that I like music?

Should I engage in a related industry after learning the Internet?

"Of course there are requirements. I want to take a stake in Biati."

Wang Fuchuan looked at Su Ye in disbelief when he heard this.

Biati currently has two shareholders, one is Wang Fuchuan himself, who controls 94.5% of the company's shares.

Another is his relative, who owns 5.5% of the shares.

When Biati was first established, his relative helped a lot. However, in the past one or two years, because of his age and lack of energy, he has gone back to nurse his grandchildren.

He thought about many kinds of Su Ye's request, but the only thing he didn't think of was that Su Ye wanted the company's shares.

"Su Ye, President Su."

"You invest 1 billion because you want to own as much stock as you want."

At this time, no one was talking at the dinner table, and everyone's eyes were on Su Ye and Wang Fuchuan.

The people at Qingyun Technology originally thought that Su Ye would take it easy.

It takes at least some knowledge of Biati to make a decision.

Unexpectedly, at the reception banquet at noon, he would just tell Wang Fu his thoughts straight to the point.

What should Wang Fuchuan refuse on the spot?

From the moment they saw Wang Ziyu and Su Ye reunited after a long absence, the employees of the two companies actually had some affection for each other.

After all, it is a relationship. The heir of Biati Company has a good relationship with the founder of Qingyun Technology. Even if they cannot reach a cooperation in the future, they can still help each other.

But when Su Ye expressed his thoughts so bluntly, everyone couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

In case Wang Fuchuan refuses...