Reborn Capital Empire

Chapter 40 Talent is rare

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A preoccupied Michael Moretz is clearly not in the mood to continue playing golf. Guo Shouyun went with the flow and found an excuse to end the game, which was not a game. After saying goodbye at the Ocean Stadium, the two sides went home.

"Jingle Bell…!"

Moretz was sitting in the back seat of the car, closing his eyes and thinking about the conditions that Guo Shouyun had just proposed. Suddenly, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

Taking a look at the caller ID, he frowned slightly and quickly pressed the answer button!

"Hey…!"

"Michael, where are you now?"

The anxious words of the deputy made Michael Moretz feel an ominous foreboding in his heart.

"Paul, calm down!"

"Damn calm, just now, the company closed the bank account of our No. 3 Fund!"

"what?"

The deputy's rude words exploded in Michael Moretz's mind like thunder, causing him to widen his eyes, but at the same time he lost his previous calmness. The bank account of the No. 3 Fund he led was closed, which meant that he and his team were suspended by Sequoia Capital.

"Why? Does Don know?"

"Of course Don Valentine knew. It was his order. As for the reason, the **** reason, these **** who have no idea of ​​the future said they wanted to avoid the damage caused by the Nasdaq crisis."

"I'll be at the company soon, I'll talk about it when I'm at the company!"

Michael Moretz's face was ashen.

"I'll wait for you. ... Michael, if this doesn't work out, I'm ready to resign from Sequoia! I don't want to work with a bunch of **** who have no vision and don't understand the Internet."

"I know! I'll see you later! ... Carl, speed up, I want to get back to the company in the shortest possible time!"

"Okay, sir!"

The driver agreed and stepped on the accelerator with his right foot. The black Toyota picked up speed in an instant.

Back at Sequoia Capital's office in Silicon Valley, Michael Moretz, who had just entered the door, instantly felt the eyes of his colleagues with different meanings.

"Michael!"

A middle-aged white man wearing a blue and white T-shirt and jeans, with a medium build and a bald head, hurriedly walked over.

"Is Tang in the office?"

After nodding at the other party, Michael Moretz said calmly. After this period of psychological adjustment, his mood has stabilized.

"I just saw him go in!"

The two said as they walked.

"Okay, go back first, and leave the rest to me!"

Looking at the familiar chairman's office, Moritz took a deep breath and said.

Paul nodded and hesitated a little, "Michael, if we can't get the board to unblock the account, then the Nasdaq crisis dip plan we've made will be in vain!"

Michael Moretz turned his head and glanced at him, "Paul, I assure you, the bottom-hunting plan our team has worked so hard to develop for months will never be in vain!"

When the words fell, Moritz strode forward, raised his hand and knocked on the office door.

"Please come in!"

Hearing the familiar and dignified voice, Michael Moretz took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing him come in, the old man in a suit and leather shoes, gray hair, and gold-rimmed glasses stood up with a smile on his face.

"It's Michael, I was looking for you! Sit down!"

Michael Moretz suppressed the anxiety in his heart, nodded with a serious expression on his face, and sat down with the other party on the sofa in the office reception area.

"any drinks?"

"It's still the same!"

Don Valentine smiled and nodded. After raising his hand to look at it, the secretary next to him immediately made a cup of mocha and placed it in front of Michael Moretz.

"Lauren, thank you!"

The middle-aged female secretary smiled and nodded, then stepped aside.

"Looking at your appearance, you obviously know the decision of the board of directors!"

"Tang, you are the 'Silicon Valley investment guru' I have always admired. Do you also think that the Internet has no future?" Michael Moritz nodded, his face a bit ugly.

"No, quite the opposite. I think the future of the Internet is going to be bright!" Don Valentine shook his head slightly.

"Then why did you agree with the board's decision to block the bank account of Fund No. 3?"

"Michael, there's nothing the board can do. If we don't close the accounts, the clients of Fund 3 will withdraw their funds. They've had enough of the financial losses from the falling Nasdaq crisis! … Michael, I think If it was you, seeing the property in your fund account falling every day, I'm afraid you can't help but withdraw your funds."

"Tang, this is not a reason. In the past few years, the money that Fund No. 3 has made for Sequoia from the Internet sector is enough to make up for the vacancy left by investors after the withdrawal of funds! Especially Yahoo's IPO has made more than one billion for the company. Dollar profits, aren't these enough?" Michael Moretz said with a serious look.

"Michael, I've already fought for you, but the board doesn't agree!"

"You are the chairman of the board of directors!" The sharp-eyed Michael Moretz said solemnly.

"But I can't go against the whole board!"

Looking at Don Valentine, who had a serious expression and had no intention of backing down, Michael Moretz felt the sadness of being abandoned at the same time as his heart was full of anger!

This made the idea of ​​controlling his own destiny stronger in his mind. He was hesitant about Guo Shouyun's conditions, but he made a decision in an instant.

"call…!"

After Michael Moretz took a deep breath, his expression gradually calmed down. Once he decided to leave, most of the anger in his heart disappeared.

But this strange calm gave Don Valentine some bad premonitions in his heart. Although he wanted to take the opportunity of the Nasdaq crisis to beat the rebellious Michael Moretz, he never wanted to take this genius with outstanding ability and long-term vision in the investment industry, especially the Internet industry. Roll out the Sequoia gates.

"Michael, the board blocked Fund 3's bank accounts just to soothe investor angst. Then sell some insignificant Internet companies to reduce the risk. Once the Nasdaq crisis subsides, I promise that the funds will be transferred. All replenishments are in place, and Fund 3 remains your sole responsibility."

"Don, I respect the decision of the board of directors!" Michael Moritz stood up slowly, "Don, I have already asked all the things that should be asked, so I won't disturb your work."

"Go back and have a good rest! I will try my best to fight for you at the board of directors, so that the bank account of the No. 3 Fund will be unblocked as soon as possible!"

Michael Moretz nodded, waved his right hand casually, then turned and left.

Looking at his retreating back, Don Valentine's brows were tightly locked. From what he knew about Michael Moritz, he should not be one to give up so easily. But for a while, Don Valentine couldn't think of other possibilities.

"Forget it, wait a few days and see!"

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"Michael, how's it going?"

Paul, who had been waiting outside, saw his immediate boss come out, so he hurriedly asked.

"Refused!"

Michael Moretz shook his head.

"Damn bastard!"

"Let's go, go back to our office first!"

Pulling the forearm of the right-hand man, the two returned to the special office of the No. 3 Fund together. Here, more than 20 employees of the Moretz Fund III team gathered together.

Facing the concerned eyes of everyone, Michael Moretz knew what he was going to say.

"Everyone, go back to work first. I will try my best to win the board of directors to unblock our department's fund account as soon as possible! And...!"

When the words reached his lips, Michael Moretz suddenly stopped. Before the cooperation with Guo Shouyun is really finalized, it is better that the job-hopping is not made public for the time being.

"never mind!"

With a wave of his hand, Michael Moretz walked through the office area and into his office. After closing the curtains to block out prying eyes and noise from the outside, he took out his mobile phone.

"Mr. Guo, I agree to your conditions. But I hope my team can follow along."

Once the decision was made, Michael Moretz never hesitated.

"no problem!"

"I've rented an office space in Palo Alto, and I'm waiting for Mr. Moretz to bring your team in!"

"thanks!"

Guo Shouyun's help in the snow deeply touched Michael Moretz's heart.

"You're welcome, after a while, Mr. Moritz stabilizes, and I'll invite you to play again!"

After a brief chat, Guo Shouyun hung up the phone with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Success!"

"Boss, is a Michael Moretz worth the price you pay to dig him out? Also, register a venture capital firm for him?" Wendy Solow road.

"Of course it's worth it! Wendy, talent is rare!" Guo Shouyun sighed a little, and said a little unpredictably.

For Guo Shouyun, rebirth is not just for him to seize those opportunities to make money. It also means that he can tap talents who can greatly help his career. Michael Moritz is the top talent in the venture capital industry, and it's worth the effort, and the price to pay.

Moreover, another important reason is: Guo Shouyun's previous knowledge is only 19 years. If he doesn't want his company to become mediocre after 19 years, he must collect top talents in various industries for his own use in advance. Michael Moretz was only the first, but by no means the last.

"Wendy, you've done a great job during this time."

"Thank you boss for the compliment!"

Guo Shouyun nodded.

"After I take over the Google equity in Sequoia Capital, I plan to make some adjustments to the secretariat. Establish an independent chairman's office with a secretarial team, mergers and acquisitions team, lawyer team, strategic consulting team and information collection team. The legal team will be run by George. And you have two choices, one is the head of the secretarial team, and the other is the head of the M&A team.”

"Boss, can you let me think about it for a few days?"

Wendy Solo hesitated.

"Of course! The establishment of my chairman's office is not an overnight thing, you can think about it more. But try not to delay it for too long!"

"I understand, thank you boss!"

"carry on!"