After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 415 A coup
So what if it's parallel importing?

Zhou Haoran had already made up his mind to use this method to help Dongfang Lang build up his agency business.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for him, a college student.

Dongfang Lang, still somewhat inexperienced, asked worriedly, "What if they find out?"

"So what if they find out?" Zhou Haoran said dismissively. "Don't deny it to the death. You did resell it, but you didn't directly supply the goods to the other side."

Dongfang Lang suddenly realized, "It's just being a hooligan."

Zhou Haoran said, "Yes, Lenovo is now actively expanding into the southern market. Their primary concern is distribution and selling computers. Only after they have taken market share from Great Wall will they focus on refined management."

"Well, that's fine."

"Just this little thing?"

"There is one very important thing!"

Dongfang Lang's tone became serious.

Zhou Haoran asked: "What's the matter?"

Dongfang Lang asked in a low voice, "Once, I saw an acquaintance near the computer building."

"Who?"

Zhou Haoran didn't pay much attention.

Dongfang Lang exclaimed in surprise, "Teacher Jiang!"

"Who?"

Zhou Haoran was stunned for a moment.

Dongfang Lang said, "Our high school teacher, Jiang Minsi! She's the one you liked the most in high school!"

"Oh! Her!" Zhou Haoran said calmly. "How did you see her?"

Dongfang Lang looked at him strangely, "Really has nothing to do with you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Zhou Haoran denied it.

Dongfang Lang said, "I thought you helped her transfer to Fudan University. I had coffee with her once, and she said she was working as a teacher in the Academic Affairs Office of the Computer Building, while also pursuing her master's degree in the School of Humanities."

Zhou Haoran replied calmly, "Oh, I see!"

Dongfang Lang wasn't stupid either. "I don't believe Teacher Jiang is so capable that she could do this. There must be a mastermind behind her who arranged things for her."

"possible!"

Who did you say it was?

"How do I know who it is?"

Zhou Haoran ignored him, finding the man's suspicions absurd.

He returned to school mainly for the programming competition.

Fudan University has never performed well in programming competitions.

As the coach of this programming competition, Zhou Haoran does not believe he can turn lead into gold and improve the team's performance in a short period of time, because he himself is not good at it.

Programming competitions are not the same as technology development.

This is a competition. The organizing committee sets the questions, and the contestants must write the corresponding program for a known question within a specified time.

No plagiarism, no seeking help from outside the venue, etc.

In true technological research and development, plagiarism is the most important element; it involves using every means to find answers to an unknown problem.

However, the programming competition provided Zhou Haoran with an opportunity.

The programming whizzes from Fudan University are all under his control!
He needs these people to develop the campus forum and the email system.

However, his age caused some skepticism among those arrogant and self-important students, who seemed to think he was not qualified to be a teacher.

Zhou Haoran was also straightforward.

They directly showed them the books "Computer Networks: The Top-Down Perspective of the Internet" and "Java Programming Guide," and asked them to look at the author information for both books.

That was a single, decisive blow!
"Haoran!"

"Huh? Dean?"

Zhou Haoran was about to leave when Dean Cheng stopped him.

"Come here!" Dean Cheng called him to his office. "You haven't been coming to school much lately, have you?"

Zhou Haoran sat down comfortably. "Busy!"

"Someone from Microsoft is looking for you!"

Dean Cheng was quite proud, feeling that this student was truly capable.

"Oh."

Zhou Haoran's reaction was indifferent.

Microsoft wants to collaborate with you!

Dean Cheng found it strange that this kid was so indifferent despite having such a good opportunity.

Zhou Haoran asked curiously, "Why did they notify you to call me?"

Dean Cheng said, "That's right. Microsoft wants to collaborate with Fudan University to develop an email product. As a partner, Microsoft can provide our college with 20 internship positions each year, and even 3 opportunities to intern at Microsoft headquarters."

"Ha!" Zhou Haoran sneered. "Microsoft is really cunning! They're not even as good as Oracle!"

"how?"

Dean Cheng was puzzled.

Zhou Haoran snorted, "Did Microsoft also say that they specifically named me and wanted to cooperate with me?"

Dean Cheng smiled and said, "You have a good reputation; you're the representative of the School of Computer Science."

"They're trying to use official power to pressure me!"

Zhou Haoran despised the other party's behavior.

This strategy clearly wasn't decided by Microsoft headquarters; it must have been a "brilliant idea" devised by a "master" at Microsoft China to help develop email for Microsoft.

Dean Cheng noticed the difference in his attitude and became serious. "Haoran, what's going on?" Zhou Haoran explained simply, "The best email service right now is Yahoo Mail, which is popular all over the world. Microsoft's email service is terrible. They wanted to ask me to help fix their email system. Healing and saving lives is a mission, so I agreed, as long as Microsoft provides $2000 million in treatment fees, or even stock."

Dean Cheng found it quite funny at first.

I found his analogy quite interesting.

But then things went wrong.

How much are you asking for?

$2000?
Are you out of your mind, kid?

Zhou Haoran said calmly, "But they said they could only give me 500 million Chinese yuan at most, less than 100 million US dollars. That's not even enough to feed a beggar! So I didn't agree!"

Dean Cheng understood immediately upon hearing this: "So this notification from Microsoft is not about cooperating with Fudan University, but rather about using cooperation to officially connect with you."

"To put it bluntly, they just want me to develop an email service for them, but they don't want to spend the money!"

Zhou Haoran felt that the people at Microsoft had too narrow a vision, no wonder they couldn't manage internet products well.

Dean Cheng frowned. "You're unwilling to cooperate with Microsoft?"

“Of course I’m willing, but they have to pay! 2000 million US dollars, not a penny less!” Zhou Haoran wouldn’t compromise on this. “Dean Cheng, Microsoft is a foreign company. If they don’t pay enough, why should I work for a foreign company? I’d rather develop email and make it open source globally!”

“2000 million US dollars…” Dean Cheng’s lips twitched, and he was a little dizzy. “That’s too high!”

Zhou Haoran said, "Old Dean, you might not be familiar with the market in Silicon Valley. A $2000 million offer is by no means low. If Microsoft hadn't come to me, their email service would be doomed! At that point, Microsoft would only be able to save the email industry through mergers and acquisitions. Acquiring Hotmail would cost at least $2000 million, let alone $2 million, or even $3 million!"

Dean Cheng explained, "Microsoft is giving you a quote based on the situation in China."

“I’m definitely going to make email. If Microsoft is sincere, I’ll sell it to them. If they’re not, I’d rather give it away for free. I’ve already agreed to Zhang Chaoyang’s offer.”

Zhou Haoran had already made his decision.

Dean Cheng pondered for a moment and said, "If that's what you're thinking, then that's fine too... I'll reply to Microsoft and say that you don't have time to participate, and that other professors in the college will collaborate with them."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "If you reply like that, Microsoft will definitely back down. Their intention to cooperate is fake; their real goal is to swindle technological achievements from me."

What about your technological achievements?

"It hasn't been done yet!"

"When will it be done?"

"I just talked to a dozen or so undergraduates, and they all want to participate in the international programming competition. What's the point of this competition? You won't get a ranking, and you won't even make it into the national team. They might as well join my project team and develop an email service for me!"

Zhou Haoran used school resources with a clear conscience.

Dean Cheng was exasperated. "You want undergraduates to develop an email account for you?"

"That's enough!" Zhou Haoran waved his hand. "This thing isn't that technically advanced!"

……

Zhou Haoran returned to his workplace from school.

In the matter of Tang Shiyi being framed and bullied, it appears on the surface that Lin Guiyan was behind it, but in reality, Yi Changping was behind her. Yi Changping even found an ally for this, namely Zhan Yushan.

Lin Guiyan, Yi Changping, Zhan Yushan.

These are all targets that Zhou Haoran intends to target!
Lin Guiyan is a nobody, don't worry about her too much. As long as we take down Yi Changping, Zhou Haoran won't even need to lift a finger; he'll be discarded once the rabbit is caught.

The conspiracy against Yi Changping has now been launched.

We also need to find an opportunity to make trouble for Zhan Yushan.

We can't really expect a gentleman to take revenge even after ten years.

Ten years from now, he'll definitely leave the TV station.

If you want to sow discord between Zhan Yushan, you must be careful in your approach and avoid damaging the healthy relationship between the two of you.

"The booth!"

Zhou Haoran went to Zhan Yushan's office, acting like one of his own.

"Haoran, I've read your program plan, it's great!"

When Zhan Yushan heard that Tang Shiyi had completed his resignation procedures, he felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders. Naturally, there was no need for him to hold the "Youth Host Competition" project back.

Zhou Haoran said, "At the booth, how much money can you approve for this project? I need 600 million yuan in production funding."

"How much?" Zhan Yushan was stunned, thinking he had misheard. "60 yuan?"

Zhou Haoran chuckled and said, "The booth is worth 600 million yuan!"

"This is impossible!" Zhan Yushan thought it was too far-fetched. "Six million yuan could make a TV series! There isn't a single program on the entire Red Star TV station that requires such a high production budget!"

"Six million? Is that a lot?"

Zhou Haoran seemed completely unconcerned.

Zhan Yushan firmly stated, "This funding quota is unacceptable. Even I couldn't get it approved. Your host competition only has 12 episodes?"

"Correct."

Zhou Haoran nodded.

"12 episodes will cost 600 million yuan, averaging 50 yuan per episode? 50 yuan is enough to start a new program during prime time! The production cost of 'Family Matters' is only tens of thousands of yuan per month."

Zhan Yushan thought this kid was simply reckless.

It even makes one wonder if this kid is trying to line his own pocket through the production segment.

Zhou Haoran pondered for a moment and said, "For the exhibition booth, I want to create a program. Small-scale projects are really meaningless. I've said before that I want to rival the 'Young Singers Competition' on CCTV-6. I want to create a national-level project!"

"No, that's too much money. The station can't possibly give you that much funding."

Zhan Yushan has no right to touch so much money.

Zhou Haoran tentatively asked, "How about I go ask the station director? Maybe he can get special approval for the funding!"

"Okay, go find him!"

Zhan Yushan couldn't help but chuckle, feeling that he wouldn't shed a tear until he saw the coffin.

"it is good."

Zhou Haoran nodded, "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

(End of this chapter)