Bob Wilson, this was originally just a stranger's na, and Takayuki probably wouldn't pay too much attention to it.
But what Takayuki was more concerned about was that this guy nad Bob Wilson had launched a social networking website at Harvard, and the translated na of that website was: "Network Face to Face."
This website is currently only popular within a few universities in the United States and has not yet opened registration to the public.
So Takayuki asked Ayano Saya to help him enter the webpage through Stanford University's portal to take a look.
Just a glance, and he imdiately knew that this was the Facebook of this world.
The guy nad Bob Wilson also had a dead fish face like an alien, with almost no facial expressions.
If he were an investor now, he would not hesitate to invest in this company.
As long as he had shares in this company, it would probably be difficult to go broke in the next half of his life.
Having missed the developnt stages of companies like Microsoft and Apple, Takayuki didn't want to miss such a good opportunity again.
Occasionally having the chance to invest a little bit was always beneficial.
But besides this, Takayuki was more interested in the promotional resources of this website.
A company that would control the dia in the United States in the future, being able to establish a long-term business cooperation with this company would be an excellent choice.
"President, why choose such a network company? This network company doesn't seem very prominent, can't we increase the advertising investnt in the currently popular search engines in the United States?"
Matsubashi Miho didn't quite understand Takayuki's thoughts, so Takayuki had to explain: "Advertising on search engines is too expensive and completely not cost-effective. Moreover, search engine users are too diverse, and many of them are not our target audience. It's a waste of money to show them our ads. Right now, we should focus on using our resources wisely. This website founded by Bob Wilson mainly targets the major universities in the United States. These young and energetic people are our target audience. Conquering them ans we're halfway to success."
Takayuki's words were mostly excuses, of course. He naturally couldn't say that he had already anticipated that this website would be successful in the future.
To Takayuki's explanation, Matsubashi Miho felt that it seed to make so sense, so she followed Takayuki's instructions and went directly to Harvard University to find this young Harvard student.
At this ti, Bob Wilson was still drinking beer in his dorm room, constantly coding to improve his social network that had just been established for less than a year.
Now, his website had beco popular in several universities in the United States, and the number of users was rapidly increasing. He had begun to plan to expand the server scale to ensure the stability of the website.
But he was still a poor guy with only one friend sponsoring him, and he couldn't find any other sources of inco for the ti being.
He could actively seek advertisers.
But he felt that doing so would degrade the purity of his website. He believed that his website had to remain pure and free of any advertisents. If there were advertisents, the style would be compromised.
But his companion didn't think so. His companion had always been trying to attract advertisers.
On this point, they had so disagreents, and the two were having a quarrel.
But Bob Wilson didn't take it too seriously.
They were good friends for many years, and they would reconcile in a few days.
While he was drinking beer, a notification sound for an email appeared on his computer.
An email was sent, and at the end of the email, it was written "Gastar Electronic Entertainnt."
Bob Wilson didn't pay much attention to it and just treated it as junk mail.
However, a few minutes later, several more emails were sent to his computer, and they were all from the sa na.
Were advertisent emails so rampant?
Bob was puzzled. Harvard's network should not be useless. Why couldn't it block these advertisent emails?
Could it be sothing serious?
Out of curiosity, he opened the email, and then he found it was an invitation.
The specific content stated that they were a company from Japan, and hearing that his website was short of money, this company was willing to provide so help. However, in return, this company also needed so support from his website.
Seeing the financial assistance, Bob's eyes lit up.
As soone who was currently short of money, this was like soone handing him a pillow while he was falling asleep.
So he didn't hesitate to open the email and reply, expressing his acceptance of the invitation, and arranged to et at a bar outside the university.
After replying to the email, Bob imdiately contacted his friend.
"Jeff, co back quickly, I have good news to tell you. Soone says they are willing to invest in us. You are better at this kind of thing, co back quickly and et with that guy with ."
On the other end of the phone, Jeff Yorick seed to be angry.
Before, he had taken Bob to an investnt company, and Bob showed no respect in front of the boss of that investnt company, looking disdainful. This ultimately led to the investnt falling through.
"You go and et with that guy yourself. Anyway, you'll probably spit at him like you did last ti."
"Jeff, last ti was my fault, but I really want to keep the website pure, at least for now, because I believe the website can continue to grow and shouldn't accept advertisents too early."
"How can you survive without ads? How can you tell stories to investors without ads?" Jeff said angrily.
"Jeff, I also hope the company can develop well, so let's put aside our prejudices for now and at least see what the intentions of this investor are?"
The two had been good friends for many years, and no matter how foolish Bob had been before, Jeff couldn't just let it go.
And besides, this company still had so shares of his own.
So he reluctantly agreed to this eting and would go et with the mysterious investor together with Bob.
Bob breathed a sigh of relief after getting a positive response, and then waited for the eting tomorrow.
The next day, Bob skipped class and ca to the bar. This was his ho turf, and the fact that the other party agreed to et here showed respect for him. This was different from the other investors he had contacted, so Bob felt that this eting should be more reliable.
Jeff was also brought along.
But after entering the bar, they searched for a long ti and didn't find anyone who looked like an investor.
Just when they were puzzled, a sowhat non-standard English accent sounded.
"Hello, are you Mr. Bob Wilson? I'm Matsubashi Miho from Gastar Electronic Entertainnt in Japan. It's nice to et both of you."
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