Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 519 Microsoft VS Enze Capital
"Yu Yu!" she said quickly into the microphone, "No need to order the salad! I, I'll go out to eat!"

After saying that, she grabbed her bag and phone and rushed out of the office like a gust of wind.

Jingzhou Internet TV Station is located opposite the District Government Affairs Association, about ten kilometers away from Momo Technology Industrial Park.

When Jiang Yuxi arrived, Cheng Yi was leisurely drinking a cola, his gaze fixed on the office building exit through the glass window.

When that familiar figure rushed out with a mix of exasperation and barely concealed excitement, he couldn't help but smile.

From a young age, Jiang Yuxi enjoyed teasing him.

As they grew older, it became his turn to tease Jiang Yuxi.

Childhood sweethearts may sound wonderful, but behind that beautiful image lies a heartbreaking past.

Cheng Yi's feelings for Jiang Yuxi are actually more like those of a brother and sister.

Whenever he sees Jiang Yuxi, he can't help but want to tease her.

The glass door was pushed open, and a breeze carrying the heat of summer rushed in.

Jiang Yuxi stood at the door, slightly out of breath, her cheeks still flushed from jogging and other reasons.

She glared at the composed Cheng Yi, but her gaze involuntarily drifted to the sundae beside him, adorned with bright red strawberries and slightly collapsed cream.

"You're so childish." She walked over, pulled out a chair, sat down, snatched the sundae, and viciously scooped out a large spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth.

The cool, sweet taste melted instantly in her mouth, as if extinguishing the last bit of her stubborn anger.

Cheng Yi pushed the bucket of fried chicken in front of her, a smile in his eyes, and said, "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Jiang Yuxi held the spoon in her mouth, savoring the cool, sweet taste. Looking at Cheng Yi's mischievous yet no longer annoying smile, she suddenly realized that being teased like a child once in a while wasn't so bad after all.

Of course, she would never say those words out loud.

She simply scooped up another large spoonful of sundae and mumbled a hum, "Hmph! Next time you treat me, it has to be at least a Michelin-starred restaurant."

“Michelin won’t do.” Cheng Yi shook his head and said, “Michelin chefs don’t know how to use a kitchen knife.”

"What?" Jiang Yuxi didn't understand Cheng Yi's joke.

"It's nothing, I don't like going to Michelin-starred restaurants." Cheng Yi smiled and said, "They're expensive, and you don't even get full."

"Aren't you full yet?" Jiang Yuxi scooped up a large spoonful of sundae and put it in her mouth, saying indistinctly, "You're so rich."

"I'm just rich, not sick," Cheng Yi said. "Look, a meal can be eaten for a few dozen yuan, why spend several thousand?"

"Tch, you must have been eating it secretly." Jiang Yuxi assumed Cheng Yi was just being reluctant to part with it, so she rolled her eyes at him, grabbed the fried chicken in her hand, and took a big bite.

Really fragrant!

"Director Jiang, are you satisfied with this lunch?" he asked with a smile.

Jiang Yuxi gave a somewhat awkward "hmm" in response.

“Then let’s talk about work. These twelve locations in Handong are just the beginning.” Cheng Yi’s voice regained some of the calmness he had when working, but it was less distant than when he was in the office: “Huang Wenrong has evaluated the Global Alliance model and found it to have great potential. He suggested that we strike while the iron is hot and select a few representative provinces, such as Guangdong, Zhejiang, and Shandong, to replicate and promote it.”

When the topic turned to work, Jiang Yuxi immediately looked up and got into work mode, saying, "Guangdong Province has a high degree of market openness and fierce competition. Zhejiang Province has a vibrant private economy and may have less local protectionism, but the key is whether the bigwigs in the local cable TV industry really want to transform."

"Copying is not the same as copying; you have to adapt to local customs."

Jiang Yuxi's thinking was very clear, and the girlish demeanor she had just displayed had completely disappeared, replaced by the competence and sharpness of a project leader.

Cheng Yi listened quietly, his gaze fixed on her radiant face, filled with undisguised admiration.

“Yes, that’s the right approach.” Cheng Yi nodded and said, “You will take the lead on this matter. Zhao Gang will assist you with the external publicity, and Huang Wenrong will be responsible for the financial model and risk assessment. If you need to coordinate resources at the group level, just contact me.”

"Okay." Jiang Yuxi agreed, already considering the candidates in her mind.

Just then, Cheng Yi's phone, which was on the table, vibrated.

The screen lit up; it was a call from Huang Wenrong.

Cheng Yi gestured for Jiang Yuxi to be quiet, then answered the phone and said, "President Huang."

Jiang Yuxi lowered her head, pretending to concentrate on eating, but her ears involuntarily perked up.

A call from Huang Wenrong? Is it about the satellite dish? Or is there some new development at the group?

Huang Wenrong's voice wasn't loud on the other end of the phone, but in the relatively quiet environment, Jiang Yuxi vaguely heard a few words: "Enze Capital...bottom fishing...Microsoft...IBM...increased volatility...opportunity..."

After listening, Cheng Yi's relaxed expression gradually faded, and his eyes became sharp and deep.

He hummed in agreement and said, "Got it, keep an eye on it."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yi's serious expression didn't completely disappear. He picked up his cola, took a sip, and looked out the window at the endless stream of cars, seemingly deep in thought.

Jiang Yuxi's heart skipped a beat when she saw his profile suddenly turn cold and stern.

The companies mentioned in the phone call just now—Microsoft, IBM, and Enze Capital…

Has the battle between international giants taken a new turn?

Will it affect the domestic layout, and her nascent Global Alliance and satellite dish project?

A sense of unease quietly rose, overshadowing the warm, sweet feeling from just moments before.

She couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is...is something wrong overseas?"

Cheng Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at her. The deep look in his eyes had not completely faded, but when he met her slightly nervous gaze, he seemed to soften a little and said, "It's nothing, just a little market fluctuation. Lao Huang is keeping an eye on it."

Jiang Yuxi looked at him. Although he spoke lightly, she could sense the undercurrents beneath the calm surface.

Just thinking about giants like IBM and Microsoft tells Jiang Yuxi that Cheng Yi's world is far more complex and dangerous than the small satellite dish project in front of her.

"Oh..." She lowered her head and suddenly realized that the fried chicken in her hand had lost its moisture.

The sundae that I thought was delicious just now now tastes a bit greasy.

Cheng Yi seemed to notice her low spirits.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out, his slender fingers crossing the table, and gently took away the strawberry sundae in front of her that had almost melted.

Jiang Yuxi looked up in surprise.

Cheng Yi, without changing his expression, picked up the small spoon that came with the cup, scooped up a spoonful of pink milkshake, and put it into his mouth.

"!!!" Jiang Yuxi's eyes widened instantly.

That's...that's the spoon she used!
"What...what are you doing!" Her voice trembled, filled with disbelief and embarrassment. Cheng Yi slowly swallowed the sweet, cloying taste, looking at Jiang Yuxi's eyes, which were practically spitting fire, and said, "What's wrong? Didn't you used to steal my food all the time?"

“That was when I was a child!” Jiang Yuxi said.

“You’re not that old either,” Cheng Yi said, looking Jiang Yuxi up and down. “Besides, wasting things is shameful.”

"Cheng Yi! You! You!" She stood up abruptly, the chair legs scraping against the tiled floor with a screeching sound, attracting curious glances from several tables around her.

Cheng Yi remained calm and composed, adopting a leader's demeanor, and said with a stern face, "Director Jiang, mind your image. This is an industrial park."

"I'm full, I'm going back to work." Jiang Yuxi glared at Cheng Yi, grabbed her bag, and turned to rush out.

As he watched the fleeing figure disappear through the doorway, the smile on Cheng Yi's face gradually faded.

This girl is easily teased; once teased, she forgets everything Huang Wenrong said on the phone.

He didn't want this to affect Jiang Yuxi's work enthusiasm.

If Jiang Yuxi develops her career for a few more years, she will become a powerful and reliable asset to him.

Not only Jiang Yuxi, but also Du Yusheng and his group, they all need time to grow.

Under the protection of the Momo Group, they can grow rapidly, but once they encounter external forces that the Momo Group cannot withstand, they will collapse very quickly.

Just now, Huang Wenrong called to say that Microsoft is starting to settle scores. As the first capital group to take advantage of their conflict, Enze Capital is the first to face Microsoft's retaliation.

Cheng Yi returned to his office, called Huang Wenrong in, and asked, "Tell me the details."

"Microsoft has formed an alliance with the American media industry. This alliance is led by News Corp., with Viacom, Comcast, and Disney following up. Microsoft is providing overall support. Their goal this time is very clear: to suppress Enze Capital."

Cheng Yi took a drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaling the smoke as he listened quietly.

He knew things wouldn't go smoothly, but he didn't expect them to go this badly. Less than two months into the project, Microsoft couldn't help but intervene.

Cheng Yi frowned and said, "Enze Capital is, after all, one of the representatives of European capital. Microsoft must have a reason for doing this, right?"

There are two reasons.

"The first thing is retaliation. Retaliation is for Enze taking advantage of the situation when they were fighting with IBM to buy at the bottom, causing them to suffer a lot of losses, and the stock price has not yet recovered."

"The second reason is fear. They are afraid that Enze will use the Global Vision and satellite dish project to support a media force in Europe and even the world that can rival them."

Huang Wenrong said, "However, I estimate that we are partly to blame. If Enze Capital had a global media group, Microsoft would probably be more hesitant to take action against us."

"Have they taken any concrete actions yet?" Cheng Yi asked again.

"I've got it! News Corp. and Viacom are using their global media influence to spread rumors that satellite dishes are disrupting local cultural markets and disseminating illegal content. The BBC, CNN, and FOX News are all following up. Comcast is also using its monopoly on cable television networks to lobby governments around the world to include satellite dishes in the category of illegal receiving devices and crack down on them!"

"Several key acquisitions by Enze Capital in London and New York have now been thwarted."

Cheng Yi lit a cigarette, remained silent for a long time, and then logged into his encrypted email account.

There are no emails in my inbox.

This shows that Enze Capital is capable of handling these matters.

Enze Capital is developing rapidly in Europe and has established very good relationships with European capital. Microsoft's sudden move will not defeat Enze Capital for the time being.

"President Cheng, should we lend a hand? Should we shorten the profit-sharing cycle from six months to three months?" Huang Wenrong asked cautiously.

Cheng Yi paused for a moment, his voice carrying a detached calmness, and said, "No, Enze Capital is an independently operating international investment institution. Its investment decisions and business practices have nothing to do with our Momo Group. Microsoft's revenge against Enze Capital is a grudge in the capital market. We are just an ordinary company among Enze Capital's many investment portfolios."

Cheng Yi deliberately emphasized the word "ordinary".

Huang Wenrong immediately understood and said, "I understand."

Within the entire group, only Huang Wenrong knew that Enze Capital was a company actually controlled by Cheng Yi.

Microsoft is currently only targeting Enze Capital; they do not suspect that Enze Capital is actually a subsidiary of Momo Group. If they mess things up and arouse Microsoft's suspicion, it would be a loss.

Cheng Yi finished his cigarette, stubbed it out, and said, "When the storm comes, just stand firm. The sky isn't going to fall."

"I'll take charge of this," Cheng Yi said. "Old Huang, you go ahead and get busy."

"Okay." Huang Wenrong glanced at Cheng Yi with a complicated expression.

He felt that Cheng Yi was really exhausted, but for such an important matter, only Cheng Yi could personally take charge.

Huang Wenrong left the office, and the office immediately fell into an even deeper silence.

Cheng Yi walked to the world map hanging on the wall, his gaze finally settling on the European section.

He didn't summon anyone.

This storm, on the surface, has nothing to do with Momo Group, and he must maintain this indifference.

The one-year ceasefire agreement was hard-won.

Microsoft is targeting Enze Capital, which has allies.

However, if Microsoft targets Momo Group, Momo Group will be completely isolated and helpless.

Setting the battlefield in Europe is exactly what He Yi wanted.

He quickly opened his email and, using Lei Jun's identity, sent several instructions to the top management of Enze Capital.

A few days later, at a secluded club in the Mayfair district.

The fireplace glowed warmly, but the atmosphere felt somewhat oppressive.

Now, Mike Bi, president of Enze Capital, Europe's new darling of capital, stands respectfully in front of an old man with a fawning smile on his face.

"Mike, it seems your Enze Capital has gotten into quite a bit of trouble." The old man gently swirled his wine glass, his tone calm yet tinged with scrutiny.

“Yes, those Americans are angry because of our last short-selling in the stock market,” Mike said with a forced smile.

The old man smiled and said, "You came to me hoping I would mediate? That Global Media Content Protection Alliance is quite influential."

Mike was being so polite because the man sitting across from him was a recipient of the British Order of Merit, chairman of Rothschild Investment Trust, Europe's largest investment trust company, a director of Rosneft, and vice chairman of Sky Broadcasting...

However, all those titles pale in comparison to his name.

Jacob Rothschild.

(End of this chapter)