Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 508 Glacier Contingency Plan
"Overseas version?" Chen Zhi was completely intrigued by Cheng Yi's words.

He had been engrossed in the game "Honghuang Zhanji" for over a year and was well aware of its money-making potential.

"Is it the same as the one in China?" Chen Zhi pressed.

Cheng Yi laughed and said, "It's different. The overseas version has a faster pace and is more in line with the preferences of overseas players. After the version is modified in a few days, I'll take you to the test server to take a look."

"If I become their agent, how will we split the profits?" Chen Zhi asked.

Cheng Yi said, "I will only provide you with media support and authorization. You will be responsible for all the remaining expenses. We will split the costs 30/70, with you receiving 30% and me receiving 70%. I will give you the Asian market first. If your performance satisfies me, I will give you the global authorization. Of course, if you slack off or your performance does not satisfy me, I will still revoke the authorization."

"Okay," Chen Zhi said. "How much money do we need to invest?"

Cheng Yi thought for a moment and said, "Investing two or three hundred million in the Asian market will be enough. The main thing is to put a lot of effort into the operation."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

The rain stopped the next day.

Sunlight, after a light drizzle, streamed through the blinds into the CEO's office on the top floor of Momo Group's headquarters.

Cheng Yi rubbed his still throbbing temples and looked at Chen Zhi sitting on the sofa opposite him.

Chen Zhi had changed into brand-new casual clothes, and the dejected look he had yesterday was long gone; he had regained his energy and spirit.

At this moment, he was flipping through the "Preliminary Operation Plan for the Overseas Version of the Primordial Era Chronicles" in his hand.

"So? Interested?" Cheng Yi picked up the hangover tea, took a sip, and said casually, but his sharp eyes were observing Chen Zhi's reaction. He smiled and said, "Although the 30/70 split seems outrageous, I can provide you with a complete promotional network, and I won't charge you any agency fees."

Chen Zhi put down the documents and said, "We'll split it 30/70. You provide media support and brand authorization, and I'll be responsible for on-the-ground operations and localization. That's fair."

He paused, looked up at Cheng Yi, and said, "However, you're only giving me 30%. Aren't you afraid I'll use your game to lay the foundation and start a new business overseas?"

Cheng Yi smiled, his smile filled with absolute confidence, and said, "You are a smart man and a proud man. You have just lost a battle that was crucial to the foundation of your family. More than anyone else, you need a big enough stage to prove yourself. Starting over means you have to start from scratch. If there is a ready-made gold mine for you to mine, would you go to the wilderness to dig a hole again instead of going to the nearest one?"

Chen Zhi was silent.

Cheng Yi's words were as precise as a scalpel, dissecting his deepest considerations.

His pride wouldn't allow him to live under someone else's roof for too long, but the harsh reality forced him to admit that relying on the Momo Group, this giant ship that was sailing at high speed, was currently the fastest and most stable way for him to realize his own value.

Moreover, the title and authority that Cheng Yi granted him as the general agent for the Asian region inherently contained enormous business opportunities.

"I need a few days to digest this plan and take a look at your internal test version." Chen Zhi's statement was tantamount to acknowledging the intention to cooperate.

“No problem.” Cheng Yi stood up and smiled, “Now Momo Group is your home. You can stay as long as you want. I’ll arrange for someone to show you around these next few days, especially the game division and the overseas expansion division. If you have any ideas, feel free to contact me or communicate directly with the relevant department heads.”

Over the next few days, Chen Zhi, led by Li Bing, the vice president of Xiaonei.com Technology Company, traveled through various office areas of Momo Group.

He visited the large-scale game development center and witnessed hundreds of programmers, planners, and artists working hard in front of their computers for the next expansion pack of "Honghuang Chronicles".

He sat in on the operations meeting chaired by Kong Feng and gained a new understanding of Momo Games' powerful data analysis capabilities and precise marketing strategies.

He even visited the Honor computer assembly workshop and personally witnessed Li Xiang assembling high-performance computers from electronic waste, which was one of the reasons he lost to Cheng Yi back then.

What impressed him most was the atmosphere within the Momo Group.

There was none of the lethargy and infighting that characterized the later stages of Lianjiang Group; instead, there was an almost frenzied entrepreneurial passion and highly efficient execution.

Everyone is young, everyone knows their goals, and everyone is going all out to achieve them.

This stands in stark contrast to the desperate struggles he experienced in his final months at Lianjiang.

He would occasionally see Cheng Yi.

This guy always seems to be full of energy, either having intense discussions with key executives in a meeting room or solving problems in some technical department, always on the go, like a firefighter rushing around to save the day.

In the past few days, Chen Zhi has also gained a basic understanding of the core personnel of Momo Group.

As the group's vice president and general manager of the internet cafe management company, Zhang Lingyu exudes a powerful aura and handles matters with swift and decisive efficiency.

Huang Wenrong, like a fine Swiss watch, calmly and efficiently controls the flow of funds in the massive group.

Lin Qingyin spends most of her time at the Operating System Research Center, but her name and the legendary story of her fight against Microsoft are widely known within the group.

Chen Zhi stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the entire Momo Technology Industrial Park.

Everything here is vibrant and full of endless possibilities.

For the first time in his life, he saw a rather inappropriate word applied to a company.

Flourishing and prosperous.

Momo Group is not just a money-making company, but more like a kingdom with a complete legal and cultural system.

And he seemed to be standing at the gates of this kingdom, given a chance to start over.

His resentment and disappointment were gradually replaced by a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

There is reverence, expectation, and a subtle sense of belonging.

Just three days after Chen Zhi was immersed in observing the internal workings of Momo Group, a storm descended without warning.

Rongcheng, inside the headquarters of Lianjiang Group.

Zhao He's office was a complete mess.

Expensive fragments of a purple clay teapot were scattered all over the floor, and valuable oil paintings on the wall were torn down and thrown into a corner.

Zhao He's eyes were bloodshot, like a trapped wild beast, as he roared into the phone: "Idiots! A bunch of idiots! It's been three days, and you still can't come up with a solution? Those two bastards, Chen Zhi and Cheng Yi, teamed up to set such a huge trap for me, 2 billion! I spent 2 billion to buy an empty shell that has to supply 70% of Momo Group's profits every day?"

On the other end of the phone was his chief legal counsel, whom he had brought back from the United States, named Barrett.

Berrett's voice was filled with helplessness and exhaustion as he said, "President Zhao, we have reviewed the revenue-sharing agreement repeatedly. It was a formal supplementary agreement signed by Chen Zhi, as the general manager of Lianjiang Group, on behalf of the group when he had full control of 42% of Lianjiang Group. It has all the legal official seals and authorization documents, and it has been notarized."

"Although the terms of this agreement are harsh, they are legally sound. When Chen Zhi signed it, he did have the authority to sign the document. We, we will find it very difficult to find any legal loopholes to overturn it."

"Is it legally sound?" Zhao He nearly crushed his phone, and said in a deep voice, "I'm a shareholder too! Did he get my consent?"

“Back then, you were just a shareholder with the right to receive dividends, not management rights,” Barrett sighed.

"What about the 20 billion? Isn't this blatant fraud? Isn't this commercial fraud? Sue them right now! Sue Momo Group! Sue Chen Zhi!" "President Zhao, calm down! We currently have no evidence to prove that Chen Zhi and Cheng Yi colluded maliciously before signing this agreement. Moreover, Chen Zhi's whereabouts are uncertain, and we can't even find him..." Berrett's voice was filled with helplessness.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Zhao He slammed his phone to the ground, and the expensive custom-made phone shattered into pieces instantly.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.

Two billion yuan in real money, and the huge expectations of the investors behind it, are they just going to go down the drain like this?

What's most infuriating is that he has to endure being leeched off by the Momo Group every day.

No! Absolutely not!

Since legal channels are not an option, we'll use other means.

Seeing that legal avenues were blocked, a sinister plan gradually took shape in his mind.

He picked up the landline receiver from the ground, dialed another number, and said in a deep voice, "It's me. Contact those anti-counterfeiting crusaders and rights protection experts who make a living by extortion and blackmail. Tell them I have a major scoop! A major scoop about the industry monopoly giant Momo Group using its technological hegemony to sign unfair terms and conditions, maliciously exploiting downstream companies, and seriously disrupting the fair competition order of the market..."

A crazed glint flashed in Zhao He's eyes.

He wanted to use public opinion, this double-edged sword, to strike Momo Group hard. He wanted Cheng Yi to taste the bitterness of being condemned by everyone. He wanted to force Momo Group to voluntarily revise or abandon that damned contract under immense public pressure.

Momo Group is already a large corporation; it's time for them to pay attention to their image.

Those anti-counterfeiting crusaders are all opportunists; most importantly, these crusaders own businesses in the United States and are considered allies on the same side.

The news spread as quickly as a plague.

Within just 24 hours, countless messages appeared on the front pages of major news media outlets.

Momo Group's unfair terms and conditions exploit Lianjiang Internet cafes

[A 70% revenue share for distribution channels: a nightmare for small and medium-sized internet cafes?]

Industry Monopolists Under Technological Hegemony

Lianjiang Group lodges tearful accusations against Momo for unfair treatment.

Various highly sensational headlines filled the finance and technology sections of major newspapers, television stations, and portal websites.

Several influential online activists launched a full-scale attack, publishing lengthy articles accompanied by photos of empty internet cafes belonging to Lianjiang Group, creating a tragic picture of the company being drained of its resources by Momo Group to the point of near collapse.

Soon, many netizens who were unaware of the facts were quickly ignited by their emotions.

Driven by their natural sense of justice in fighting monopolies and giants, coupled with their admiration for anti-counterfeiting crusaders, they flocked to Momo Group's official forum, customer service hotline, and comment sections of related news articles.

Some people have even started calling for a boycott of the Moc-os system and Momo games.

At the eye of the storm, the headquarters of Momo Group in Jingzhou City appeared unusually calm.

In the president's office, Cheng Yi looked at the public opinion report compiled by Zhang Lingyu, his face expressionless, with even a faint hint of sarcasm on his lips.

"Zhao He's panicking and starting to resort to shrewish tactics," Zhang Lingyu said coldly, standing in front of her desk. "Should we have the legal and public relations departments activate their contingency plans immediately? Issue a statement to clarify, or sue those who spread the most rumors?"

"Sue them?" Cheng Yi shook his head slightly and laughed, "That's too slow and too much of a favor to them. The best way to deal with a mad dog is not to bark back at it, but to hit it with a stick and make it feel pain and fear."

"Lingyu, notify the technical department to activate the Glacier Contingency Plan."

"Understood!" A sharp glint flashed in Zhang Lingyu's eyes as she immediately turned to relay the instructions.

The so-called Ice Age Contingency Plan is a backup plan prepared by Momo Group's technical team for internet cafes that do not cooperate or breach the contract.

It is not a virus, but a management protocol trigger program embedded in the underlying layer of the Moc-os internet cafe version system.

Once activated, all terminals in the target internet cafe will be forcibly disconnected from the internet and their payment functions will be locked.

In addition, a red pop-up window indicates that the internet cafe no longer supports the Moc-os system.

This is tantamount to instantly putting heavy shackles on every computer in Lianjiang Internet Cafe.

Unable to play games or recharge money is more fatal than simply closing down.

The order was issued in less than ten minutes.

Rongcheng is the largest flagship internet cafe under the Lianjiang Group.

It was during the afternoon rush hour, and the internet cafe was usually bustling with people.

Suddenly, a chorus of exclamations and curses erupted throughout the venue:
"Holy crap! I've been disconnected!"

"What the hell? I'm fighting the boss!"

"The recharge page won't open! It says my account is frozen?"

The network administrators were in a panic, restarting machines, checking the network, and contacting the technical department, but all to no avail.

The glaring red warning boxes on all computer screens are like leeches, impossible to close, constantly reminding users that something is wrong.

Panic and anger spread rapidly.

Members who had prepaid demanded refunds, players who were playing games angrily cursed the internet cafe as trash, and confused customers got up and left.

In just half an hour, the huge internet cafe was turned into a mess, leaving only angry customers, a flustered internet cafe manager, and a glaring blood-red pop-up window on the screen.

The same scene was playing out simultaneously in hundreds of Lianjiang Group's internet cafes across the country.

The chain reaction was like an avalanche; the customer service hotline at Lianjiang Group's headquarters was instantly overwhelmed with inquiries from users.

Even more extreme, some high-spending users led groups to the headquarters building demanding an explanation.

Zhao He was just feeling smug about the initial success of his public opinion offensive, fantasizing about the Momo Group bowing down.

But the next second, his office door was flung open by the panicked operations director.

"Mr. Zhao! Something terrible has happened! All the computers in our internet cafe have been locked. Not only can we not access the internet, but warning pop-ups are also popping up. Many customers who have recharged a lot are furious. The marketing department's phone lines are ringing off the hook."

(End of this chapter)