parentshiftbook Chapter 215 'In-depth Experience' of the Industry Ecosystem!
Chapter 215 'In-depth Experience' of the Industry Ecosystem!
"Old Qin and I have been thinking about this for days, and the more we think about it, the more restless we become! Of the directions you mentioned, we're still processing the others, but there's one..."
He paused, his tone carrying a hint of unspoken understanding between men: "It's that 'influencer economy' and 'MCN incubation' approach you mentioned! Hey, we discussed it and both thought it was incredibly interesting!"
His voice rang with even more excitement: "Think about it, Lao Ye! Even if this thing... cough, even if it doesn't become a big commercial success in the end, at least the process... it's rich and colorful, isn't it? It's better than investing in those cold, impersonal machine factories, right? At least you can 'deeply experience' the industry ecosystem!"
He let out a mischievous chuckle, then quickly added, "Of course, I'm optimistic about its business prospects! Your analysis of traffic monetization and the fan economy last time sounded really exciting!"
Ye Fan rubbed his temples helplessly: "Young Master Fang, so after all that explaining to you about trending sectors, the importance of content, and closed-loop business models, all you remembered was 'diverse and colorful'?"
He said jokingly, "If I really just wanted to 'experience' it, would I need to drag you into running a company? I could just throw money at it, wouldn't that be enough?"
Fang Yu chuckled and said, "Hey, don't rub it in! Are you really planning to invest in the influencer business?"
"Isn't that obvious? Otherwise, do you think this industry I'm talking about has a future?" Ye Fan said speechlessly.
Fang Yu chuckled on the other end of the phone, his tone finally turning serious: "No kidding, Lao Ye. How confident are you about that thing you mentioned last time? Give me a honest answer. You know, even though I like to gamble, I need to be realistic when it comes to investing real money. If you really think this business can succeed, I'd definitely like to hitch a ride! Not much, just to learn from you and maybe snag some shares for fun."
He sighed, a hint of sour envy in his voice: "You wouldn't believe it, Old Wang's been spending a lot of time with girls lately, several of them are internet celebrities with hundreds of thousands of followers on Bilibili... Damn, their legs are so enviable!"
Ye Fan remained silent for a few seconds.
The sunlight moved across his face, reflecting the calm deliberation in his eyes.
He organized his thoughts, his voice steady and clear, carrying a caution beyond his years: "Fang Yu, when it comes to investing, no one can guarantee 100% success. Opportunities exist, and I'm optimistic about the trend, but that doesn't mean we'll necessarily ride the wave. The market is constantly changing; policy direction, the strategies of leading platforms, competitive pressure from peers, the execution capabilities of our internal team… any one of these factors can cause us to capsize."
He paused for a moment and continued, "The core difference between investing and gambling is that the former is based on in-depth analysis of trends, data, and patterns, while the latter is purely a game of luck. My 'analysis' tells me that this sector is worth investing in, so I decided to place my bet. But I must be upfront: there is no such thing as a sure thing."
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu on the other end of the phone gasped dramatically, "Hiss... Old Ye, Old Ye, your mentality is truly that of a 'big shot'! I'm genuinely curious now, does your old man really own a printing press? Otherwise, how could he afford such 'strategic trial and error'?"
Joking aside, his tone was much more serious: "Stop joking! When are you free? We absolutely have to discuss this in person! Site selection, start-up capital, equity structure, specifics of how to proceed... everything needs to be finalized! It's a matter of life and death!"
Ye Fan pondered for a moment: "Tomorrow! I'll come find you tomorrow morning."
"Alright!" Fang Yu made the final decision, his voice full of enthusiasm. "Then tomorrow! I'll find a good place, and we'll plan it out properly, trying to make it a big one!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was abruptly disconnected.
Ye Fan put down his phone and gently tapped the cool surface of the phone with his fingertips.
The buzzing of the school bell echoed from the end of the corridor, and a confident smile curved his lips.
The new chessboard has been laid out, and the pieces are about to be placed.
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The next morning.
A small courtyard in a bamboo grove.
The thin, gauze-like morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and glistening dewdrops clung to the tips of the bamboo leaves, filling the air with the crisp scent of grass and trees.
Ye Fan pushed open the courtyard gate, bringing with him a touch of the morning coolness.
However, a figure that stood quietly at the doorway was a subtle contrast to the tranquil surroundings.
The woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a tall and straight figure like a bamboo shoot.
She wore her hair in a smooth, low bun, meticulously revealing her smooth, full forehead and beautifully shaped neck.
Her face was adorned with meticulously crafted yet understated light makeup, perfectly highlighting her delicate features, especially her calm, deep-set eyes, which exuded focus and competence.
She wore a dark gray cashmere suit with a work of art-like tailoring. The fabric had an excellent drape, highlighting her slender yet strong waist.
She wore a high-quality pearl white silk shirt underneath, with a simple matching silk scarf tied at the collar, showing professionalism and taste in the details.
Beneath the skirt suit, a pair of shapely, rounded legs were encased in top-quality velvet black stockings, gleaming with a delicate and understated sheen in the morning light. On her feet were a pair of simple and elegant black pointed-toe high heels, the heel height just right, giving her an aura of confidence while maintaining a sense of ease in her walk.
It was Miao Zi, Ye Fan's private secretary at the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.
Upon seeing Ye Fan, Miao Zi immediately bowed slightly at a precise and elegant angle, a flawless, standard smile instantly appearing on her face. Her voice was clear and pleasant, with just the right amount of warmth: "Good morning, Mr. Ye."
Ye Fan was indeed somewhat surprised.
Yesterday, Miao Zi was only informed that she needed to assist with the selection of a new company location and registration this morning, but no specific time was agreed upon.
She not only arrived early, but also chose to wait quietly outside the door. Her precise timing and excellent sense of propriety left Ye Fan with a deeper impression of her professionalism.
"You've worked hard, so early." Ye Fan nodded in greeting.
"You're too kind," Miao Zi bowed slightly again, her posture respectful but not humble.
"It's my responsibility to ensure I can respond to your needs at any time. Besides, today we need to finalize the office space and start registration; these are important matters, so it's only right to prepare early."
Her answer was logically clear and watertight, directly leading the conversation to today's main point.
Ye Fan waved his hand, trying to close the distance with a relaxed smile: "We're about the same age, so let's be casual with each other in private. There's no need to be so formal. I'm not the kind of person who cares about formalities."
"Yes, Mr. Ye." Miao Zi nodded in agreement, the corners of her lips curving slightly, but the professional calm and distance in her eyes remained, like an invisible barrier.