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"Jiang, Hug Shng has come to visit you!" When Jiang Yizhou heard this, he didn't react immediately. However, upon meeting the person and hearing him introduce himself with his Chinese name, he recognized him and became enthusiastic.
"Mr. Xiong, welcome to this place! You came here to..." Jiang Yizhou excitedly shook his hand, his surprise evident.
"Of course, I came to see you, a talented individual who has made it this far in your career. I didn't expect someone like you to emerge from our country, so I had to come and see for myself!" Xiong Xiaoge stated clearly.
"Actually, it's nothing much; it's just that a creative idea got recognized. I never expected it would develop to this extent," Jiang Yizhou expressed with deep emotion. Throughout the journey, he faced numerous difficulties and had thought about giving up multiple times. Even after receiving venture capital, he worried about the greater challenges that lay ahead.
In his past life, although his salary was above average, his emotional intelligence was significantly lacking, well below average. Some things could be changed, like laziness, while others, like stubbornness, could not.
Leading Xiong Xiaoge to sit at a table, Jiang Yizhou sincerely said, "But I feel like besides creativity, I'm not as good as others in anything else!"
Is it easy to become wealthy after being reborn? Yes, it's easy. But is it easy to achieve something significant? That depends on the person. If one had accomplished nothing in their past life and didn't even have the qualification to strive for success, then naturally the difficulty wouldn't lessen much after being reborn.
He felt unworthy; this was Jiang Yizhou's persistent anxiety. Would he really do well? Would he surpass the historical figures who were originally successful? Perhaps Instant Messaging was an exception; winners take all. As long as there were no mistakes, one could continue winning.
But what about afterward? Jiang Yizhou could only try with trepidation.
Xiong Xiaoge suddenly felt that this was how an eighteen-year-old should be—full of drive but lacking experience. He reassured him, "That's very normal; you're still young and inexperienced. This is where our role comes into play, isn't it? Song Rushi and Schmidt are here to help you manage the company. Silicon Valley is a place that incubates dreams; as long as you have a wonderful idea!"
"As long as this idea has a bright future, venture capital, talent, and resources will come rolling in. Maybe a year from now I’ll see your name on the Billionaire list, Yi Zhou. As an entrepreneur, you must have confidence in yourself; otherwise, why would anyone invest in a company whose founder lacks confidence? Investing is not just about investing in a company; it's also about your idea and you as a person!"
He could see that Jiang Yizhou lacked confidence and needed detailed analysis to boost it. However, Jiang Yizhou still felt somewhat anxious.
"It seems we need to make this guy more confident; he hasn't realized how amazing he truly is and instead feels inferior for relying on others due to his lack of management skills!" Xiong Xiaoge commented as he left, surprised by such a contradictory situation.
……
For Jiang Yizhou, there was no need to show off. Aside from a few well-informed individuals who knew that the founder of this promising company, which would soon initiate its next round of venture capital, had arrived in the Bay Area, not many people or media outlets were interviewing him; those that did merely had the company respond with official statements.
At least Jiang Yizhou remained focused on the development of qi, working as diligently as he did back home, keeping a low profile, and occasionally dining out with colleagues. There were plenty of Chinese people around the Bay Area, and many Chinese restaurants.
The result was that the Email Project was progressing smoothly.
Zhang Xiaolong, deserving of his future reputation, found Jiang Yizhou, a Reborn Person, to be quite significant. He was both exceptionally talented and persistent, yet also sufficiently low-key and composed. At least now, managing qi and Mailbox felt like second nature to him.
“Xiaolong, are you nervous? Your product is about to face scrutiny from the whole world?” Jiang Yizhou joked with Zhang Xiaolong, who had been in the backstage until late at night and slept at the company until morning.
He remained calm about what others found nerve-wracking because he believed in success based on his future experiences and insights. However, he felt uneasy about the professional skills that others considered essential; this was perhaps the peculiar confidence of a Reborn Person mixed with the fear of suddenly rising to a high position.
“Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?” Zhang Xiaolong rarely joked, indicating that things were going well.
Since qi went online in November, over three months had passed. Through continuous marketing promotion and upgrades, qi's user base had significantly surpassed the historical performance of iq, reaching 800,000 users. According to data projections, in another three months, the user count would reach three million, at which point Jiang Yizhou would have to initiate financing.
However, for now, he still needed to consider matters regarding Mailbox. Fail would continue to operate as an independent product but could interact with qi to provide sufficient convenience for qi users by offering Mailbox services that reminded them of unread emails; at least it could serve as a good supplementary service.
Since he did not have overly high expectations, Jiang Yizhou naturally did not worry like Zhang Xiaolong did.
“Of course it's the truth!” Jiang Yizhou said while sitting next to Zhang Xiaolong's desk, sipping hot coffee.
“The truth is that the data looks good; about 100,000 people clicked on the pop-up box, 30,000 registered for Fail's Mailbox, and over a thousand downloaded the Mailbox client!” A rare smile appeared on Zhang Xiaolong's calm face.
"It's pretty good, just as I expected. Just keep working hard!" Jiang Yizhou's presence made the celebrations for every achievement in the company feel somewhat subdued.
Because Jiang Yizhou thought these achievements were taken for granted. Every time the employees celebrated reaching one hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, or five hundred thousand users, seeing Jiang Yizhou's expression made them feel as if their IQ had been surpassed. Was such a result even worth celebrating?
"Well, Yi Zhou, could you at least give me a smile of recognition and encouragement? Do you know what everyone else calls you? Furse by!" Zhang Xiaolong complained weakly.
Furse by came from the fact that every time the employees saw Jiang Yizhou's unamazed face, they would ask him, "Bss, don't you find this surprising?"
And Jiang Yizhou would often respond with a simple "Furse n!"
"Work hard; this level of achievement is nothing!" Jiang Yizhou encouraged the employee without much enthusiasm and then turned to ask Song Rushi, "Has anyone given me a nickname?"
Song Rushi glanced up briefly and continued working without pausing, saying, "Furse by, what’s wrong? Finally realized it?"
"It feels strange to have such a nickname given to me out of nowhere!" Jiang Yizhou said unhappily.
Song Rushi silently cursed him, wondering if he had any self-awareness about his own personality.
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