Yang Yi didn't plan to open a store on the weekend, but he couldn't resist Ding Xiang's request, but the coffee shop on the corner of the street still had a sign on the weekend.

But Ding Xiang did not forget Yang Yi's request for her. She used the rest time at noon and evening to organize the list of technical experts and design the list of great men. Of course, it also required the consent of the parties involved. The process was a little more twists and turns, but by Monday, they sorted out the list and gave it to Yang Yi.

Mao Peifu also followed. The girl's aura was different as soon as she appeared. She was very enthusiastic and did things neatly.

"This one is a list, and this stack is a copy of some of their award-winning works. But can I ask what kind of project Mr. Yang wants to do?" Mao Peifu asked directly.

Ding Xiang was a little afraid that his senior sister would have a conflict with Brother Yang, so he pulled Mao Peifu's sleeve worriedly.

"It's okay, this is not impossible. I mainly want to build two websites, both of which belong to social networking sites, but different types of social networking sites." Yang Yi waved his hand, took out a stack of printed paper, handed it to Mao Peifu, and said with a smile, "I have drawn the general structure for you, and then I need your people to join my project and help me make this idea into a real thing."

Yang Yi revealed many details in his plan to Mao Peifu, but he was not afraid of leaking it, because this perfect concept has been registered with the Copyright Association and others cannot move.

Of course, although the copyright association in this world is fully guaranteed, no one can register any idea as a patent. This conceptual patent has a very high threshold. Yang Yi also wrote almost the complete structure and internal function division in detail, so he applied for this concept patent.

Although the plan for Mao Peifu can be said that as long as it is taken away by someone who is interested, it can completely make the product he originally wanted, but it doesn’t matter. The copyright association can fully protect Yang Yi’s rights.

Mao Peifu opened the stack of plans and was shocked by Yang Yi's two websites that originally looked like. She couldn't help but pronounce these two names: "Weibo and Facebook?"

"Yes, one is a social networking website that shares real-time short messages, and the other is a social networking website that focuses on personal homepages. The latter is a bit similar to a private blog, but it is simpler to operate and pays more attention to its social functions." Yang Yi nodded.

For some reason, Mao Peifu looked through the plan and carefully looked at the function introductions. She felt that a brand new world was present in front of her. Her powerful heart couldn't help but stir up waves.

Mao Peifu secretly clenched her fists, but she still held back her excitement and asked Yang Yi carefully: "Mr. Yang, this project is indeed good, but I want to know, how much money can you invest in it?"

The question she asked actually exceeded her current identity, but Mao Peifu thought more, and she could no longer care about Ding Xiang's anxious eyes.

Yang Yi can not say it, but he didn't care and said, "I invested eight million in advance, which includes the employee's salary, bonus, initial operation and promotion costs. If there is a certain effect, I will continue to add 10 million, or more!"

At present, he can only take out eight million, which is the money sold for the two books and other copyright income. After deducting the donations he would make to Zhu Luyan every month and the expenses at home, the largest integer that he can take out after deducting the donations he would make to Zhu Luyan’s Hope Primary School project and the expenses at home!

This little money is actually not even visible if you spend it on the Internet. However, it is enough for the construction of these two websites and the initial server purchases, etc.! What's more, Yang Yi directly took out a complete version of the products that have been revised and innovated countless times, reducing the project team's exploration and wall-to-wave effort. Perhaps there will be still remaining for the initial investment of 8 million yuan!

Mao Peifu was completely impressed by the big pie drawn by Yang Yi. Although her family is well off, the girl still wants to make a certain career and achievements to prove herself.

"I want to join this project, too. I can help you manage personnel and deal with public relations issues!" Mao Peifu looked at Yang Yi with an urgent look, "I can do not need a salary now."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want future options commitments!"

...

After all, he was not familiar with Mao Peifu, so Yang Yi certainly would not promise her immediately, but he still gave Mao Peifu the opportunity to participate.

In the subsequent work, Mao Peifu was influenced by her family since she was a child and gradually showed her management ability through the work of the student union. The two tasks of this project, personnel arrangements, and time control were sorted out by her in an orderly manner.

Not only that, under her management, college students who are immature or frivolous in their work are well connected with each other. Even if there are occasional small disputes, there are no major problems.

Of course, Mao Peifu also won her option promises for future startups. Of course, these are all later!

...

After finalizing the two websites of Weibo and Facebook, Yang Yi should have a headache about her daughter's complaints...

"It's so hard to write, dad, why is Xixi's name so hard to write?" The little girl held her cheeks with grievance, pouted her mouth, and sat at the newly purchased children's desk in a state of depression. "It's not difficult to write the names of Qiqi and Chen Shiyun!"

After learning the strokes for a week, the teachers began to assign a new task, that is, every child must learn to write their own name.

Now, some children with complicated strokes of names want to cry, such as Lan Xin and Yang Xi…

Yang Luoqi, Chen Shiyun, and Nan Zhaoyu, the names of these three children are all three characters, but the three characters are relatively simple. Compared with Yang Xi and Lan Xin in two characters, it is still easier to write a lot!

"Dad? Why can't Xixi call Yang Yiyi? This is easy to write?" the little girl said with a brainstorm.

Later, Yang Yi learned from other parents that there was indeed a child in other classes named Xiao Yiyi, but he was just a boy.

Faced with his daughter's complaints, Yang Yi could only smile bitterly.

There is no way!

When Murphy named Xixi, he was not present! If he knew that his daughter would complain all night today, Yang Yi would probably give her the simplest name, even if it was homophonic with his own name, it wouldn't matter...

Fortunately, Yang Yi is very good at dealing with his daughter. He helped her turn her hair hanging from her temples behind her ears and smiled and said, "Is this good? Today, Dad accompanied Xixi to write your name, write very big words, write a few times, and you will definitely learn it! Then if Xixi learns it, Dad will tell you a story about Journey to the West tonight."

"Where did you talk about last time? Did you say that Tang Seng was caught by a monster, and then Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie looked for him and fought in the Huoyun Cave?" Yang Yi smiled, "Do you know that Xixi, this monster is a child, and his father is actually the Bull Demon King, the eldest brother when Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the sky!"

"Really? A child monster? Who is the Bull Demon King? Is it particularly powerful?" Xixi was immediately attracted by Yang Yi, and she forgot the little resentment she had just now. Her big eyes looked at her father with bright eyes and asked expectantly.

She had forgotten the story of Bull Demon King, but she still remembered the big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.

"You have to learn to write first. Dad will hold your hand to teach you whether you can write well?" Yang Yi asked gently.

"Okay!" The little girl was immediately full of motivation and took the initiative to stuff her little hand holding the pen into her father's big hand.

Let’s not argue about whether to teach or write in kindergartens. Some teach and some don’t teach, but it does increase the burden on children. Xiaohan decided to finish writing this plot and take it over. Anyway, there are many other fun in kindergartens~
Chapter completed!