A cramped office and meeting room and dormitory.
According to their agreement, no matter whether they have borrowed money or not, they will come back here to gather.
Thick smoke filled the air.
There are currently only three people in the conference room, Zhang Wenda, Qian Jiahao, and Zhao Zhiming. Wu Lifeng still borrowed money outside and did not return.
All three of them were haggard and bloodshot in their eyes, and obviously they didn't sleep much yesterday.
Zhang Wenda put down the phone in his hand and rubbed his forehead with both hands to relieve his fatigue.
One million is too much. He has searched for places where he can borrow, and in the end he can only borrow 50,000 yuan.
And of the 50,000 yuan, 40,000 yuan is the private money from my mother in the family, and the other 10,000 yuan is borrowed from relatives and friends. Borrow 1,000 here and 2,000 there, and slowly collect it together.
There was no more. He didn't give up. He was still looking for people who might lend him money. He called, WeChat, and someone he knew a little bit, he looked down and borrowed.
Dididi.
The WeChat message prompt sounded.
Zhang Wenda quickly picked up the phone and looked, then a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.
Zhang Wenda put down his phone and raised his head and asked, "Brother Hao, Brother Ming, how much money have you two raised? I only raised 50,000 yuan here."
He was a little embarrassed after finishing talking, the original quota allocated to everyone was 250,000 yuan, but now he has only completed 20% of the quota.
How can you raise a million?
If he didn't know that Xingchen Technology could provide artificial intelligence authorization, Zhang Wenda would still feel bad.
But now that there is hope, he is just a little bit short of money, which makes him unwilling.
Qian Jiahao also put down the mobile phone in his hand and said with a tired face: "I have a little more here, but not much more. So far, only 85,000 have been raised."
"I'm about the same as Brother Hao, it's only 100,000 yuan." Zhao Zhiming was speaking.
After speaking, the three looked at each other, let alone seven hundred and fifty thousand yuan, and now the sum of the three people's money is less than two hundred and fifty thousand yuan, and even one person's quota has not been completed.
They also want to work hard to make up the money, but the three of them are not children of the rich. Now they are mainly relying on the help of their parents to raise this part of the money. Otherwise, they simply rely on the money borrowed by other friends. I'm afraid I don't have 50,000 yuan.
Zhang Wenda sighed and said, "Hey, no chance. It seems we are destined to disband."
Suddenly, he hammered the table violently, startling the other two people.
Zhang Wenda said angrily: "Not reconciled, it's fine if there was no hope before, but now there is hope, it has become like this."
Zhao Zhiming sighed and said, "What can we do? We can't raise money, that is, we can't raise money. We have worked hard, and there is really no way. In the end, we can't do it. We can only say that we are destined to fix this "Witcher World". "
Qian Jiahao said quietly from the side: "Don't be discouraged, isn't Angkor here yet? Maybe he comes, and he will make up for the remaining price difference."
Zhao Zhiming glanced at him, and then slowly said, "Is it possible? If Angkor is a rich second generation, there is still this opportunity. His family is not much different from everyone's family. Where can there be more? Now? Do you think it is possible that there is still 765,000 from one million?"
Qian Jiahao slammed his hair with his hand. In fact, he also thought it was impossible, saying it was just to comfort himself.
Zhang Wenda asked, "Do you know where Angkor has gone? I didn't say that I will gather here at ten o'clock. It's ten ten and I haven't seen him yet."
"I heard him say yesterday that he seemed to be going home, maybe he went home to convince his parents to go." Zhao Zhiming replied.
Of the four people’s home, only Wu Lifeng’s home is in Hangzhou, and the other people’s homes are in other places. So last night, when they decided to raise money, the others communicated with their parents on the phone. Only Wu Lifeng went home directly. .
Zhang Wenda nodded and said: "Hey, when Angkor comes back, we will disband."
The other two were silent, expressing acquiescence.
When the three of them knew that there was no hope of raising money this time, the three of them stopped borrowing money from other friends and turned off their mobile phones.
For a while, the meeting room fell silent, leaving only the white smoke in the air.
It took another while.
Suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a figure appeared at the door.
"Ahem, are you crazy, smoking without opening the window?" Wu Lifeng came in, ran to the window, opened the window, and slapped it a few times.
After talking, there were no waiting for a few people to answer, and he said with a look of excitement: "Brothers, how much money have you guys raised? I have raised a full 500,000 yuan here. This is more than money for buying artificial intelligence licenses. There is also money for subsequent development and listing."
After Wu Lifeng finished speaking, he found that several other people were silent, and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Wenda said weakly, "Angkor, the three of us raised a total of only more than 240,000. Even if you add your 500,000, it is still more than 250,000."
At this moment, the three of them were the most embarrassing.
If Wu Lifeng only raised his own share, it would be nice to say ~EbookFREE.me~ However, what everyone didn't expect was that Wu Lifeng had exceeded his share.
In an instant, Wu Lifeng's originally happy face instantly chilled.
This feeling of falling from the sky to the ground, even underground, is really uncomfortable.
Qian Jiahao downturned his head and said, "I'm sorry, Angkor, I tried my best."
Wu Lifeng came back to his senses, looking at them with anticipation on his face, and asked in a low voice: "It's okay, there are only two hundred and fifty thousand left, everyone think of a way?"
"Angkor, it really doesn't work anymore. My mother has already given me all the money she was going to give me to marry a wife?" Zhao Zhiming lowered her head and explained.
Wu Lifeng did not speak, his eyes swept across the faces of Zhang Wenda and Qian Jiahao.
Zhang Wenda opened his mouth, trying to say something, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.
Seeing this, Wu Lifeng knew that they had really tried their best.
"Gather the money you raised and give it to me, and I will raise the remaining money." Wu Lifeng said with firm eyes, and he ran out after speaking.
The three of them looked stunned. When did Angkor's family become so rich, they have raised half a million, and there is still money?
No matter what, the three of them sent the money raised to Wu Lifeng's account.
After more than an hour, Wu Lifeng was out of breath, pushed open the door, smiled with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Brothers, it's done."
The three were stunned for a while, then a burst of cheers broke out in the conference room.
After Wu Lifeng paid one million Chinese coins as quickly as possible, a file was transferred to their computer.
Star Technology's first share authorization has been reached.
No one thought that the first share authorization of artificial intelligence was actually completed by an individual.
