Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 517 Binding the future
Jiang Yuxi's eyes, which were always full of curiosity and cunning, were now covered with a layer of moisture. Although the moisture stubbornly refused to fall, it clearly reflected her vulnerability and anger.

Cheng Yi looked at her quietly, neither denying nor explaining.

Jiang Yuxi, now having found an outlet for the pent-up pressure and fear from earlier, naturally wanted to vent. She angrily said, "Do you know how dangerous that was? That Liu Mingyuan, he's a complete thug! They don't care about business rules at all!"

“But you did very well.” Cheng Yi’s smile vanished as he interrupted her.

Jiang Yuxi was taken aback.

“You were clear-headed and logically sound, refuting all their accusations with rules and evidence. Under such pressure, you didn’t panic or compromise.” Cheng Yi subconsciously raised his hand to pat Jiang Yuxi’s head and said, “You’ve really grown up.”

This straightforward affirmation, like a warm current, unexpectedly broke down Jiang Yuxi's defenses.

She stared blankly at Cheng Yi, and the tears she had been holding back finally welled up in her eyes.

"Wah!" Jiang Yuxi raised her head and burst into tears.

It wasn't just because of feeling wronged, but also seemingly because of that tiny bit of affirmation.

Seeing her sobbing, Cheng Yi took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to her.

Jiang Yuxi grabbed the plain handkerchief and threw it out of the car window.

She's incredibly difficult to soothe when she cries!

Cheng Yi looked at the handkerchief that had been accurately thrown out of the window and disappeared into the traffic in an instant, and then looked at Jiang Yuxi who was crying so hard that she had no regard for her image. He was at a loss for words.

The tender atmosphere that had been painstakingly cultivated was instantly shattered by the sudden flash flood.

Jiang Yuxi cried uncontrollably, tears and snot flying everywhere. A few strands of her carefully styled hair fell loose and stuck to her cheeks. Her shoulders were shaking, as if she was crying out all the pressure and grievances that had been building up for a long time.

"You, you bastard!" she cried, accusing him between sobs. "You, you knew all along, you did it on purpose, sob sob..."

Jiang Yuxi's words seemed to be a double entendre, as if she was talking about the meeting room, but also as if she was talking about something else.

Compared to Zhang Lingyu and Lin Qingyin, only Jiang Yuxi has both high emotional intelligence and high IQ.

Although Zhang Lingyu is not very smart, she has very high emotional intelligence, while Lin Qingyin has relatively high IQ, but her emotional intelligence is completely below average.

Cheng Yi had previously compared the three of them. He said that if he were attacked by a criminal, Zhang Lingyu would rush up and fight the criminal to the death, Lin Qingyin would be so scared that she would stand there at a loss, and Jiang Yuxi would be the one who would call the police first and then throw stones at the criminal from a distance.

The experiences of these three women indirectly shaped their personalities.

Zhang Lingyu came from a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and outlaws).

Lin Qingyin was born into a wealthy family and lived in a sheltered environment.

Jiang Yuxi, however, came from a family of small merchants and vendors.

The most prominent characteristic of small vendors is their cunning.

Although this girl occasionally makes some clever but foolish mistakes, this is mainly due to her social experience.

Cheng Yi leaned forward slightly, took a few tissues from the tissue box on the back of the driver's seat, and handed them to her.

"Oops, my makeup's ruined." His voice carried a hint of helplessness.

Jiang Yuxi snatched the tissue and haphazardly wiped her face, only making her eyeliner and mascara even worse, turning her into two pitiful panda eyes.

She didn't care, and just continued sobbing as she accused me: "You...you usually...just know how to...tease me...make me make you make tea...make me run errands for you...and...and complain that the tea I make tastes bad...and now...now you're laughing at me..."

She went through the old stories intermittently, revealing her childish nature.

These minor grievances, after the immense pressure was released, became the most direct outlet for their frustration.

Looking at her tear-streaked face and listening to her childish yet genuine accusations, Cheng Yi's lips curled into a half-smile.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze falling on the street scene rushing past the window. His tone was flat, with a hint of his usual sarcasm, as he said, "Hmm, it's pretty hard to drink."

Jiang Yuxi stopped sobbing, angrily crumpled the used tissue into a ball, and threw it hard at Cheng Yi, saying angrily, "Cheng Yi, I hate you the most."

The mushy tissue landed softly on Cheng Yi's suit jacket and then bounced onto the seat.

Cheng Yi didn't dodge, nor did he even look at the wad of tissues. He simply turned his head, his deep gaze returning to Jiang Yuxi's tear-streaked, puffed-up face.

He looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out, not to wipe away her tears, but to gently rub off the small patch of black mascara on her cheek with his fingertips.

His movements were light, with a focus that was completely different from his usual playful demeanor.

Jiang Yuxi's sobs seemed to be paused abruptly.

Her eyes, which had been exceptionally clear from being washed by tears and were still brimming with tears and accusations, were now frozen in shock, leaving only a hint of barely perceptible panic.

The spot on her cheek where he touched felt like a tiny electric current was running through it, bringing a strange tingling sensation.

"You look awful crying like that." Cheng Yi withdrew his hand, his tone returning to its usual disdain, but the complex emotions deep in his eyes could not be completely hidden.

"Mind your own business!" Jiang Yuxi bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She turned her head sharply, her back to Cheng Yi, her shoulders still trembling slightly, but the crying had truly stopped, leaving only soft sobs.

She wiped her face haphazardly with her sleeve, trying to erase the lingering sensation that made her uneasy, while inwardly cursing: Damn it! He toyed with someone and now he's doing this again!
Silence fell in the carriage again, but the atmosphere was completely different from the previous oppressive one.

A subtle atmosphere, tinged with awkwardness yet warm, quietly permeated the small space.

Lin Yongxing continued driving in silence, as if everything that happened in the back seat had nothing to do with him.

Soon, the car stopped downstairs at the Global Vision China Operations Center.

Jiang Yuxi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, tidied her messy hair and clothes, and prepared to get out of the car.

She didn't want her subordinates to see her in such a disheveled state. "Wait," Cheng Yi's voice came from the side.

Jiang Yuxi paused, but didn't turn around. She just asked in a muffled voice, "What?"

Her tone still carried a strong nasal tone and lingering resentment.

"Regarding the satellite dish," Cheng Yi's voice regained its professional composure as he said, "would you like to take over Liu Mingyuan's distribution channels in those twelve cities?"

This topic successfully diverted Jiang Yuxi's attention.

She turned her head abruptly, tears still streaming down her face, but her eyes widened in surprise and curiosity as she asked, "To be incorporated?"

“Hmm.” Cheng Yi nodded and said, “What they are most afraid of now is not losing face, but losing their jobs. The rollout of Huanyu satellite dishes is an inevitable trend. Their cable business will have to transform sooner or later. Rather than letting them become an obstacle, we should turn them into an asset and make them Huanyu’s authorized service providers in various regions, responsible for the installation, after-sales service, and access and promotion of some localized content.”

"Their cooperation plan can serve as a template, making it easier for us to promote it across provinces and cities nationwide."

At this moment, Jiang Yuxi's mind was racing.

While she was debating with the group in the conference room, she refuted their accusations, but she was also aware of the deep-rooted influence they held at the grassroots level.

If we can recruit them, we can utilize their existing channels and local networks, which will make the satellite dish project much smoother.

Her eyes grew brighter and brighter. The grievances and anger she had felt earlier were instantly overshadowed by this incredibly tempting idea. Curiosity and her workaholic instincts immediately took over, and she couldn't help but ask, "How exactly will it be done? What will the profit-sharing ratio be? Will they agree to it? Will they just pay lip service while secretly going against it?"

Seeing her instantly get into the zone, her face still streaked with tears yet focused on her work, a smile flickered in Cheng Yi's eyes.

This girl's emotions come and go quickly. She's simple-minded and straightforward, like a carefree yet incredibly persistent bamboo rat.

"The specific plan is for Huang Wenrong's team and Zhao Gang to cooperate with you to come up with a framework within three days. They can take the lion's share of the profits, but the core control must be in Huanyu's hands. As for whether they agree to it..."

Cheng Yi smiled confidently and said, "Liu Mingyuan and the others are only asking to live right now. You hold their lifeline in your hands. If you give them another way out, they'll be crying and begging to come at you."

Jiang Yuxi was almost amused by the description, but remembering that she was still angry, she quickly straightened her face.

She snorted and pushed open the car door: "I know! I'll take care of it! You don't need to worry about it."

After she finished speaking, she walked quickly towards the building without looking back, her back view carrying a hint of stubbornness.

Cheng Yi watched her figure disappear behind the revolving door, and the smile on his face deepened.

"Boss, shall we go back to the group?" Lin Yongxing asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Cheng Yi responded, but his gaze remained fixed on the direction where Jiang Yuxi had disappeared, lost in thought.

Inside the director's office of Jingzhou Internet Television and the Huaxia Operation Center of Huanyu Vision.

Jiang Yuxi stared at the draft cooperation framework sent by Huang Wenrong's team, her brows furrowing more and more as she read it.

The draft is full of rules and regulations, including control, assessment, and constraints. It is an ultimatum written entirely from a financial and legal perspective.

Although Liu Mingyuan and his group would accept the ultimatum reluctantly even if it were sent, it was completely contrary to the outcome Cheng Yi wanted.

"Tsk!" Jiang Yuxi threw down her pen in frustration, leaned back in her chair, and muttered to herself, "Cheng Yi is right. This business won't last long or grow big just by scaring people. But how can we get these old foxes to willingly get on board?"

Her mind flashed through images like a movie: Liu Mingyuan's fierce yet cowardly face in the conference room, and the deserted scenes in the local cable TV payment halls.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head like a spark. She clapped her hands and said, "They're not afraid of us, but of this era. Once satellite dishes are widely available, no one will have to pay those few hundred yuan for initial installation anymore."

Jiang Yuxi sat up abruptly, grabbed the internal phone, dialed Zhu Yuyu's number, and said rapidly, "Sister Zhu, please inform General Manager Zhao and call a few heads of the marketing and technical departments over. We need to have a meeting."

The conference room of the Global Vision China Operations Center.

The heads of several departments gathered in the conference room, and even Zhao Gang, Vice President of Universal Vision Group and Director of Huaxia Operations Center, attended the meeting.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Jiang Yuxi drew a large circle on the whiteboard and said, "Everyone, I think we need to change our approach. We can't keep thinking about recruiting prisoners; instead, we should think about delivering water to people who are dying of thirst and digging a new well with them."

Jiang Yuxi's dark, bright eyes darted around for a moment before she asked, "What do you think they're most worried about right now?"

The marketing manager said, "The users have left, and the money is gone, right?"

Jiang Yuxi clapped her hands and pointed at the person in charge, saying, "Correct answer. I'll add a chicken leg to your lunch, on the company's tab! You're right, the root of the problem is right here. Their outdated cable TV is like a rickety oxcart that's about to fall apart. It's about to be overtaken by our little motorcycle. How can they not panic? They want to change their vehicles, but they don't have the money or the technology, and their boat is too big to turn."

Jiang Yuxi said, "I have three suggestions, and we can discuss them together."

"First, from now on, we will no longer call them franchised service providers, but will change them to Universal Vision City Joint Operation Center."

"Second, we need to redo the price list based on their current revenue. My suggestion is to add a monthly service fee of 10 yuan, which they can collect. Their main revenue is the monthly service fee of 38 yuan and the satellite TV landing fee, but their user base is too low. Each city only has one or two hundred thousand users, which translates to only eight or nine million yuan in revenue per month."

Jiang Yuxi's comment that it was only eight or nine million left many people in the room silent.

Eight or nine million, and that's all?

However, considering the income of Jiang Yuxi's TV shopping company, these people felt it was quite normal.

Jiang Yuxi raised her voice, speaking seductively, "But our satellite dishes are different. In addition to our satellite TV channel, we also have our own internet channel. We can share 50% of the money earned from paid movies, on-demand music, and merchant advertisements on our internet channel with them, based on the number of users. As long as Liu Mingyuan and his team maintain their local user base, their revenue will far exceed what it is now."

Zhao Gang, who had been listening in the background, couldn't help but say, "50%? Mr. Jiang, isn't that too high?"

Jiang Yuxi smiled slyly and said, "I don't think it's high. You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. This gold mine is still wasteland. We need their people to cultivate it. If we share half, they will be motivated to work hard. In Cheng Yi's words, this is called binding the future. They earn money now, while we earn money in the future."

Zhao Gang nodded slowly and said, "That's feasible, but you'll have to talk to General Manager Huang in person."

The thought of getting past Huang Wenrong made Jiang Yuxi's scalp tingle.

(End of this chapter)