Ma Yang was a little confused: "Uh... doesn't this sound a lot like charity?"

Pei Qian quickly shook his head and explained, "It's not charity at all!"

"Tengda will also do charity in the future, but this company is a genuine venture capital firm."

"The difference is that charity will never have any monetary return."

"But with investment, there's a chance of losing money, and there's a chance of making money. Who can say for sure?"

"I'm just saying, don't put making money as the primary goal. The key is fulfilling dreams, understand?"

"If you accidentally lose money, that's okay. After all, it's venture capital, and there's risk involved. I believe everyone will understand."

Ma Yang understood somewhat: "So... Brother Qian, as long as I see a dream that needs fulfilling, I can invest, right?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously: "Exactly! Old Ma, I love your outstanding comprehension!"

Ma Yang was even more excited.

At first, he just thought that opening an investment company was a game of making money from money.

But after listening to Pei Qian, Ma Yang suddenly felt that running an investment company could not only make money, but also help small companies on the verge of bankruptcy realize their dreams!

Thinking about it this way, wasn't he practically a white-clad angel, a Hua Tuo reborn?

His spiritual realm had suddenly elevated!

"Brother Qian, when do we start investing? I can't wait!"

Ma Yang couldn't even sit still and wanted to stand up right then and there.

Pei Qian hurriedly pressed him down: "Don't rush."

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. In the next couple of days, I need to find you a qualified investment assistant."

Investment is a troublesome and highly technical job.

If it's a normal venture capital firm, there are many steps before deciding to invest in a company.

They have to screen and review the investment proposals submitted by the companies, understand the investment projects from all aspects, interview the company's managers to understand the company's prospects, and conduct complex business negotiations and evaluations...

Ma Yang can't do any of this.

At most, he can look at the investment proposals and decide how much money to invest. He's definitely clueless about the specific operational aspects.

Of course, that's precisely why Pei Qian entrusted him with this important task.

But if he wanted this company to operate normally, someone had to help him handle some trivial matters.

Even if Pei Qian didn't arrange an assistant for Ma Yang, Ma Yang would realize that he couldn't do these things and would spend money to hire someone, and then the situation would be unmanageable.

So Pei Qian had to strike first!

He needed to arrange an assistant who knew everything and could do everything, but would never interfere with Ma Yang's ideas.

Even if Ma Yang asked, the assistant wouldn't answer. That would be the best.

Pei Qian asked, "So, as a venture capitalist, what are your expectations for your work?"

Ma Yang confidently patted his chest: "Brother Qian, don't worry, I understand everything!"

"There will probably be many projects sent to me, and I'll just hand them all over to the professionals and let them help me screen which ones are reliable and which ones are not."

"First, screen out those companies that want to scam money! Then I'll have them recommend the companies with the highest success rate, and invest money cautiously!"

Pei Qian: "..."

If that's what you're going to do, then I wouldn't dare entrust this investment company to you.

Ah, Old Ma, Old Ma, when will you figure out your position?

Pei Qian shook his head: "Absolutely not. The screening process can't be left to the assistant, you have to do it yourself!"

Ma Yang was a little confused: "Huh? Why? I don't understand any of this!"

Pei Qian said earnestly, "You may not understand the data, but you can definitely understand a heart with a dream!"

"Think about it carefully, those small companies with dreams, where do they have the energy to make their investment proposals so beautiful?"

"Dreams are lofty, they're full of sentiment. If you write them so detailed, so realistic, and quantify them into a bunch of cold, hard data, what kind of dream is that?"

"If you let others help you screen, how many small companies with dreams, those that really need this investment, will be brushed off!"

"So, you have to do this yourself!"

"When you see those with detailed data and precise wording, those are the ones without dreams!"

"When you see those with lacking data, but beautiful and inspiring words, and wild ideas, those are the projects with real dreams!"

"Only by investing more in these latter projects can we ensure that our Yuanmeng Venture Capital is really investing money in dreams!" (Yuanmeng = Fulfilling Dreams)

"You must remember, the more unreliable the investment proposal, the greater the dream it often contains!"

Ma Yang suddenly understood and nodded: "I see, that makes sense!"

Seeing that Ma Yang was already wavering, Pei Qian hurriedly followed up: "You must remember, this company is called Yuanmeng Venture Capital."

"Money is not important, but investing in dreams is essential!"

"All evaluation criteria can be relaxed, but the dream cannot be relaxed. Projects without dreams must not be invested in, understand?"

Ma Yang nodded vigorously: "Understood!"

Seeing Ma Yang's expression, Pei Qian was certain that he had successfully brainwashed him.

As long as he wasn't brainwashed back by someone else, this state should last for a long time.

"Then Brother Qian, I'll go into seclusion during this time. I'm going to buy some investment-related books and cram on the relevant knowledge!"

Ma Yang looked very excited.

Pei Qian wanted to stop him, but thinking about Ma Yang's performance when he bought "game design professional books" before, he instantly stopped worrying.

Let Old Ma mess around as he pleases. The more he messes around, the faster this thing will fail...

...

Back at Tengda, Pei Qian found Assistant Xin.

"Help me find an investment consultant who understands all the processes of investment."

"No other requirements, the only requirement is that no matter what the boss asks, they should not provide any investment advice, and even less should they influence or interfere with the boss's ideas."

Assistant Xin's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Investment consultant without providing any investment advice? Then... what exactly are they supposed to 'consult' about?"

Pei Qian: "Just responsible for handling some execution-level issues."

Assistant Xin thought for a moment: "Then you don't actually need a special investment consultant, just find an analyst or investment assistant from an investment company."

Pei Qian nodded: "That works too!"

President Pei couldn't be happier.

Assistant Xin was as consistent as ever and didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, I'll go look for one right away."

Pei Qian didn't care whether the person Assistant Xin found was an analyst, an investment assistant, or an investment director. As long as they didn't give Ma Yang advice, then everything would be fine.

...

...

Evening.

Hao Qiong, who had just gotten off work and was preparing to go home, felt a little disoriented.

He had played horror games all day at work.

Director Lin even closed the curtains, with the good intention of letting everyone experience the atmosphere and immersion of horror games.

The employees of Shang Yang Games were all wearing headphones, watching the big screen, and immersing themselves wholeheartedly in the atmosphere of horror games.

As a result, screams rose and fell...

And the screams came in waves. Someone was startled by the horror game and screamed, and as a result, the people around them were frightened and also started screaming...

It was like it was contagious.

The atmosphere was simply amazing.

Hao Qiong was also quite frightened, but there was nothing he could do. Director Lin had given a strict order.

Since they were making a horror game, all employees had to seriously play horror games. Only then could they make a horror game that was scary enough.

The thought of having to endure this torment continuously for the next few days made Hao Qiong feel tired.

Hao Qiong left the company and walked towards his residence.

The apartment he rented was near the company, a ten-minute walk away, which was very convenient.

As he was walking, Hao Qiong suddenly heard a cough from behind him.

"Ah!!!"

Hao Qiong was startled, almost thinking he had really seen a ghost.

As a result, the person behind him was also startled. Both of them jumped high and looked at each other with horrified expressions.

The person coughing behind Hao Qiong was an office worker in his thirties, and like Hao Qiong, his face was full of horror.

Hao Qiong was dumbfounded: "What are you doing!"

The office worker was even more dumbfounded: "... I just coughed twice, do you have to react so strongly?"

Hao Qiong thought about it, and it seemed so.

It was all because he had been playing horror games at work for too long and had overreacted.

"Sorry, I was also startled, sorry, sorry."

Hao Qiong apologized and prepared to leave.

However, the office worker came in front of him: "Uh... buddy, please wait, I actually came to find you for business."

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Wu Bin, the HR from Hengtu Games."

"Brother, do you have any plans to change jobs?"

Hao Qiong blinked, realizing that the person in front of him was here to poach him.

Although playing horror games at high intensity lately was a bit unbearable, Hao Qiong thought about the salary and bonuses he received, and then thought about the feast at Mingyun Private Kitchen, and resolutely shook his head: "No plans."

Hao Qiong was about to leave, but Wu Bin hurriedly stopped him again.

"Brother! Brother, please wait."

"Don't refuse so quickly, let's go to the cafe next door and chat a little. As the saying goes, if the deal doesn't go through, we can still be friends. We're all in this circle, let's make friends."

Hao Qiong still wanted to leave, but he was a soft-hearted person and couldn't resist Wu Bin's eloquence, so he could only reluctantly agree to sit in the nearby cafe.

The two sat down.

Wu Bin wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he had finally managed to trick one person.

Hao Qiong was not the first Tengda Games employee that Wu Bin had looked for.

Before, Wu Bin had also tried to send emails and make phone calls to people from Tengda Games and Shang Yang Games, trying many ways to contact them.

As a result, no one paid him any attention at all.

All the emails sank without a trace, and the phone calls were basically hung up the second he finished his self-introduction.

But Wu Bin also had a mission, and in desperation, he could only think of the most primitive and stupid method: waiting at the company entrance!

Face-to-face communication would increase the chances of poaching someone.

He had done a simple investigation, and this guy named Hao Qiong was a relatively marginalized ordinary employee in Shang Yang Games, so it shouldn't be too difficult to poach him.

Wu Bin wouldn't dare to poach business backbones like Ye Zhizhou and Li Yada. They were successful and well-paid at Tengda Games, and they could make good games and had money, so how could they be poached away?

But this guy named Hao Qiong was just doing some very basic chores in Tengda's subsidiary, Shang Yang Games, and his salary probably wasn't very high.

Even if Tengda's benefits were good, how good could they be for such a marginalized employee?

As long as he was willing to offer more money, he should be able to poach him, right?

Wu Bin had no choice. After all, the boss had given a strict order to poach a few people from Tengda to learn about Tengda Games' advanced experience.

Thinking of this, Wu Bin generously paid for the two coffees, preparing to use his silver tongue to lure the seemingly honest guy in front of him to his own company.