"A small company called Cisco mainly produces network equipment," said Bowers.

"Did you follow up with the investor?" Fu Song asked hurriedly.

"Sequoia Capital and Cisco's investment were negotiated as early as the end of last year, and our venture capital company had not yet been established."

"That's Cisco..." Fu Song regretfully smashed his mouth. It seems that he can't drink the soup, but even the second soup of a company like Cisco is delicious. "Bowles, go and explore Cisco's tone immediately to see if they still need investment."

Bowles said in surprise: "Sir, that guy Valentine is not easy to deal with. I am worried that he will speak a lion, no, he will definitely speak a lion."

Fu Song looked at him and said, "Bowles, I invited you to solve the problem. If anyone can do it, then I can go to the countryside of Texas to find a red neck. He can help me make money every day when he gets drunk."

Bowles heard Fu Song's dissatisfaction and quickly promised: "Sir, I'll do it right away, but it will take time."

Fu Song nodded and said, "All conditions can be negotiated. I only have one requirement. The more shares, the better. Money is not a problem."

"I understand!" Bowles breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Song gave him more room to play. If he still couldn't complete the task, then he would stop doing it and could not afford to lose this person.

"In the future, you should focus on Sequoia Capital and see what they do. If they can, grab them. If they can't, just invest with them." As a stubborn savvy player in the international venture capital industry, Fu Song still believes in his vision. Instead of letting Powers mess around, it is better to follow Sequoia Capital's butt to develop lewdly.

"Sir, every venture capitalist has his own unique investment style. Because Sequoia Capital has a strong resource and management team, the projects suitable for them to invest are not necessarily suitable for us to invest." As an old guy who has worked hard on Wall Street for more than 20 years, in some things, Powers has his own persistence and pride. It is impossible for him to completely follow the footsteps of Sequoia Capital.

Fu Song smiled and said, "Bowers, I know Sequoia Capital is not omnipotent, but since there are good opportunities, why don't we seize it? Of course, every investor has a set of investment theory, and you can also boldly use your talents to choose projects that you think are valuable for investment. This is not contradictory, what do you think?"

Bowers said: "Mr. Fu, I have to admit that I was convinced by you."

Fu Song curled his lips. These foreigners can't even flatter, or they don't want to flatter, or they just want to shoot to the end. What does it mean to be convinced by me?

But given his age, I won't bother with him anymore.

When I arrived at the hotel I stayed, Bowles had arranged lunch, but Fu Song saw Wei Han yawning constantly and said, "I have eaten on the plane before. Let's fall back on the jet lag first and eat it in the evening. You can leave the project information and I'll take time to check it out."

Bowles followed the good side as if he was so good that he put down his briefcase and said goodbye.

The sun was hanging high above my head outside, and the biological clocks of Fu Song and the other three were still at around 5 a.m. Beijing time. Although they slept on and off for several hours on the plane, they fell asleep in a short while as soon as they touched the pillow.

When I woke up, it was already 6:30 in the evening. I opened the curtains and an orange sunset hung low over the Bay of San Francisco. The entire Golden Gate Bridge was covered with a layer of golden color.

After taking a hot shower, I felt very hungry, so I picked up the phone and called Chu Linlin, "Xiao Chu, go to Wei Han's place to see it. If you wake up, go to have a meal."

Chu Linlin said: "Wei Han is here with me, let's get up for a while."

Fu Song wondered, "Why did she get into your place?"

Chu Linlin smiled and said, "She is timid. She is scared alone and has to come to me to find a sense of security, haha."

When Fu Song heard the quarrels on the phone, he was speechless, "Give you fifteen minutes to get it."

I was idle, so Fu Song picked up the information left by Powers and read it out. After a rough count, Bows invested in about fifteen or sixteen companies in more than half a year, including startups, and some of them were established for two or three years. They are basically located in Silicon Valley, and there are several counties and counties distributed around San Francisco.

When I was listening to the report from Powers in the car, Fu Song was indeed unfamiliar with the names of these companies, but after seeing the detailed introduction of each company, I finally found that there were three or four companies that seemed to have some impression of them.

For example, Informix Database Company located in Berkeley, eastern Bay Area, if remember correctly, the founder of this company is Andref's teacher at Berkeley; there are also Mcafee, Mips, Shengdian Company located in Santa Clara, southern Bay Area, etc.

The net is indeed not small, but no one can compare to Cisco. And Fu Song doesn't remember any awesome startups in the late 1980s and early 1990s. The biggest dividend of US venture capital is mainly concentrated in the 1970s and early 1980s. If you miss this period, there will be much fewer opportunities later. Even if there are some opportunities, the return on investment cannot be compared with companies like Apple and Microsoft.

It would have been a few years earlier...

However, in a few years, the Internet era will usher in. Then I will make a big fuss. This time, no one will compete with me!

I didn't stay much in San Francisco, and the next day Fu Song set out for Los Angeles.

Powers originally planned to accompany Fu Song to Los Angeles, but now he has always had an important task - discussing a stake in Cisco, so he had to stay in San Francisco.

When we arrived in Los Angeles, Fu Song went directly to the hotel where he had stayed with Xiao Zhumei last time. After lunch, he took Wei Han and Chu Linlin to Zheng Kun's house.

Fu Song did not say hello in advance, so when Zheng Houzuo and Old Lady Qiao saw them, they kept complaining that they should notify them in advance, so they were ready.

Zheng Houzuo didn't care about greeting them, so he quickly went back to the house to call his son.

Fu Song introduced to Old Mrs. Qiao: "Director Qiao, this little girl is Old Wei's granddaughter. Wei Han, you have to call her Grandma Qiao."

Old Mrs. Qiao took Wei Han's hand and looked at it carefully, "I have seen it. I saw it once when I was a child. If I remember correctly, it was the Spring Festival tea party in which year. Old Wei took her there. Oh, I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and my eyebrows and eyes have grown up, and I have grown into a big girl. If I meet it on the street, I will definitely not recognize it."

Wei Han said embarrassedly: "Grandma Qiao, you still remember it, I forgot it."

Old Mrs. Qiao smiled disconcertedly and said, "How old were you at that time? You were so tall, you were not even more than my shoulders. Are your grandparents in good health?"

"All are pretty good, my grandparents asked me to say hello to you."

"Your grandpa is so polite, they are all old friends. Oh, look at me being happy, this little girl is not Xiao Fu's girlfriend, right?"

Fu Song said with a black thread, "I have been married for several years. This is my secretary, Xiaochu."

"Is that so? When did you and Xiao Xiao get married?" Fu Song and Xiao Zhumei came to visit at the end of last year, so Old Mrs. Qiao subconsciously thought that their lovers would finally get married, and she was happy for them from the bottom of her heart.
Chapter completed!