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Chapter 165 Don't Change! This is the Feeling I Want (Please Subscribe)

Chen Yansen handed over the operation of Yunsu Express directly to Liao Wei.

If Liao Wei still can't make Yunsu successful, given that there's ample funding and no need to worry about profitability, he will not hesitate to kick Liao Wei out of Yunsu.

Before get off work.

Chen Yansen opened the data backend to view Pinduoduo's sales data.

On that day, nearly 300 million orders were placed and sales reached 2.3 million yuan. Judging from the growth trend, the growth rate has shown signs of slowing down.

After all, there are currently few merchants on Pinduoduo, and users have limited choices. We need to accelerate the onboarding of brand and white-label merchants to expand our scale.

Next, he logged into the merchant CRM database to view the newly added brands: GXG, Koukoufu, Lin's Wood Industry, SUPOR, Vatti, OPPO, Kans, etc.

The brands that have joined the platform are concentrated in niche categories such as apparel, nuts, and small home appliances.

Chen Yansen was a little surprised to see Lin's Wood Industry, OPPO, and Vatti move in. Then he looked at the person in charge of the investment promotion and sure enough, it was Song Yuncheng.

These are all merchant resources she accumulated on FoxTao. The fact that she was able to bring them to Pinduoduo is partly due to her own abilities, and partly because Pinduoduo's sales performance impressed the brands.

Chen Yansen thought for a moment and then called Song Yuncheng to contact Li Wanqiang of Xiaomi and invite Xiaomi to join Pinduoduo.

“I spoke with Li Wanqiang before, and he said that Xiaomi operates on an online direct sales model and does not join third-party platforms.”

Song Yuncheng explained.

In fact, at this time, Xiaomi had no third-party sales channels other than the Xiaomi Mall, and even Taobao and JD.com had not yet joined.

"Oh, I see. Then forget it," Chen Yansen replied.

In his view, Xiaomi is not essential.

From a platform positioning perspective, the mid-to-low-end models from OPPO, Meizu, Coolpad, and ZTE are more in line with Pinbei's style.

"Have you had dinner? I'd like to invite you to dinner." Song Yuncheng quickly asked, sensing that Chen Yansen was about to hang up.

"You won the lottery?" Chen Yansen was taken aback, then asked with a smile.

Song Yuncheng had indeed treated him to meals before, but it was always because he had pressured him to. This was the first time he had taken the initiative to ask for a meal today.

"No, I just wanted to thank you." Song Yuncheng stood on the balcony with her phone in hand, looking towards the office on the fifth floor across the street.

After becoming the Director of Key Accounts at Pinbei, she realized during her interactions with subordinates from Taobao, JD.com, and Yihaodian that Chen Yansen had taught her nothing but practical industry and workplace tips.

She initially thought she wasn't qualified for the director position, but she discovered that the elites from these e-commerce giants were not as good as she was six months ago in terms of negotiation skills and problem-solving abilities.

Song Yuncheng then realized that Chen Yansen's seemingly casually mentioned methodologies were actually invaluable.

"Didn't you thank me last night in room 0418?" Chen Yansen walked to the window, waved to Song Yuncheng across the way, and teased her with a mischievous smile.

"Chen Yansen, how dare you bring that up? You're a man of no integrity!" Song Yuncheng said angrily, her cheeks flushed.

"Meet on the first floor."

Chen Yansen smiled, hung up the phone, and walked out of the office.

When he passed by the finance department, he saw Mengjie still focused on organizing data at her workstation. He didn't go up to disturb her and went straight into the elevator.

Upon reaching the first floor, Chen Yansen got into the driver's seat of the Aston Martin Rapide and was about to urge Song Yuncheng to come downstairs when he saw her sneaking over.

“Click—!”

Song Yuncheng opened the car door and quickly got in.

"Looking like you've done something wrong, tell me honestly, did you steal something from the company?"

Chen Yansen looked at her and teased her playfully.

"No way! It was just treating the boss to dinner. I have nothing to be ashamed of," Song Yuncheng said stubbornly, tilting her head back.

A few minutes passed, and seeing that Chen Yansen still hadn't driven, Song Yuncheng grew anxious: "Let's go! It won't look good if someone sees us."

"Oh!"

Chen Yansen raised his hand and tapped her on the head: "You're treating, but you didn't even give me the address. Do you think I can tell fortunes?"

"Huh!? Didn't I say that?" Song Yuncheng smiled awkwardly.

"Don't ever call me your master again. I don't have a disciple as stupid as you," Chen Yansen said, shaking his head.

"City center, Fengbozhuang," Song Yuncheng said with a silly grin, announcing his destination.

Chen Yansen started the car and drove towards the city center.

“Pinbei’s recruitment of merchants is more than ten times more difficult than FoxTao’s. Brands like Estée Lauder, Armani, and Clarins will not even give you a chance to communicate once they hear the name Pinbei.”

Song Yuncheng unconsciously started talking about work, her tone somewhat discouraged.

"Compared to offline stores and supermarkets, e-commerce has a huge gap in scale and profit margin. It's normal that these international brands don't care. They haven't even joined Taobao yet. Once online sales surpass offline sales, they'll be begging to join."

Chen Yansen scoffed lightly and slowly explained.

Even a powerful company like Ali only started collaborating with brands like Estée Lauder and Clarins after 2014.

"Understood." Song Yuncheng nodded.

Based on her experience with the FoxTao project, she knew very well that the platform couldn't just sell navel oranges for 5.9 yuan; it needed to have high-priced beauty and clothing brands to increase user value.

The night outside the car window was as dark as ink, with a few neon lights flashing in the distance.

Song Yuncheng leaned back in his seat, no longer speaking, quietly watching the street scenes flashing by outside the car window.

A dozen minutes later, Song Yuncheng realized something was wrong, confirmed that they were going the wrong way, and turned to ask, "To get to Fengbo Village, you don't need to take this road."

"I switched to a more expensive one," Chen Yansen chuckled, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"..." Song Yuncheng opened his mouth, and finally managed to force a smile.

The car drove for another ten minutes and then pulled into a magnificent restaurant.

The house is in the traditional Hui-style courtyard house, with blue bricks and gray tiles, clear water and small bridges. The cars parked in front are all Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi, so you can tell that the average cost per person is not low. "Zhao Maolin from China Telecom invited me here before. The environment is so-so, but the food is not bad."

Chen Yansen got out of the car and said to Song Yuncheng.

so so?

Song Yuncheng looked around at the palatial restaurant in front of her and rolled her eyes.

"Mr. Chen, a private room has been reserved for you. Please follow me."

As soon as the two entered the hall, a beautiful woman dressed in a phoenix-tail skirt greeted them with a smile.

Chen Yansen nodded slightly without saying anything.

Song Yuncheng looked around and found that the waiters in the courtyard were all dressed in ancient costumes, as if they were holding a large-scale cosplay event. Many guests had also changed into long gowns and skirts.

"Want to try it out?" Chen Yansen himself wasn't interested, but seeing Song Yuncheng staring at other people's long dresses, he asked with a smile.

"Never mind." Song Yuncheng shook her head.

"Take her to pick out an item," Chen Yansen instructed the woman leading the way.

"Okay, I'll take you two to the private room first," the woman replied with a smile.

Seeing this, Song Yuncheng did not refuse again.

The two entered the antique-style private room, where all the furniture was made of mahogany and the chairs were cushioned.

After sitting down, through the gaps in the glass window, you can see several performers in long dresses dancing gracefully on the stage not far away.

In 2011, the owner was quite the expert to have managed the catering industry to this extent in a third- or fourth-tier city.

Song Yuncheng followed the restaurant staff toward the changing room.

Chen Yansen picked up the teapot and poured hot tea into the cup.

“Buzz buzz—!”

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

"Chen Yansen, are you off work yet? I sent you messages but you didn't reply." Meng Jie asked, standing on the first floor of the science park, feeling wronged.

"Yeah! I had some business with the telecom company, so I didn't check my phone just now," Chen Yansen casually made up an excuse.

But in her heart she thought: Zhao Maolin's recommendation of this 'Mingli' restaurant is really good. I'll bring Mengjie to try it tomorrow.

"Oh, I'm going back to school after get off work, bye-bye." Meng Jie obediently hung up the phone when she heard that Chen Yansen was socializing.

Chen Yansen smiled and was about to put down his phone when Gao Weilin called: "Boss, I just spoke with the person in charge of Jingdongfang. They have no intention of selling shares. It seems that we can't go through the block trade or negotiated transfer route. We can only buy them slowly from the stock market."

Three days ago, Chen Yansen sent Gao Weilin to Luzhou, hoping to buy 5%-10% of the shares of Dongfang while the stock price was low, so as to secure a place among the top screen suppliers in China in the future.

"Arrange for people to buy from retail investors in the secondary market; 5% will suffice."

Chen Yansen spoke calmly, saying that investing in Jingdongfang was simply to strengthen the supply chain, and the form it took didn't matter.

Clearly, Yanjing and Luzhou Capital, the backers of Di Dongfang, are very optimistic about it, and are unwilling to give up even a mere 5% stake.

"Okay, boss. There's one more thing to report. There's a food delivery project called Kuai Pao in Luzhou University Town. The founder wants to meet with you to seek funding."

Gao Weilin said.

Chopsticks ran away?

Chen Yansen had never even heard of it.
Around the same time as Ele.me, there were many food delivery platforms on the market, but most of them did not survive the early stages of development and went bankrupt before they could figure out a profitable business model.

I suspect that the chopsticks running away is one of them.

However, given Gao Weilin's personality, this project probably has some potential, otherwise he wouldn't have brought it up.

"Then let's meet," Chen Yansen said casually.

Gao Weilin understood that although Ele.me had tricked him last time, his boss's desire to invest in the food delivery industry had been exposed.

Gao Weilin initially didn't want to pay attention, but upon hearing that it was in the food delivery sector, he began to investigate.

“Okay, I’ll arrange it,” Gao Weilin replied.

After they finished talking about work, they hung up the phone.

At this moment, Song Yuncheng, dressed in a peony-embroidered dress, walked slowly and gracefully, her head ornaments swaying gently and making a clear, silvery sound.

"Do you like it?" Song Yuncheng asked with a smile when she saw Chen Yansen staring at her, feeling a little pleased.

"Can we buy this dress?" Chen Yansen asked instead of answering.

Song Yuncheng's words warmed his heart.

Most girls would ask "Does it look good?", but she asked "Do you like it?", putting herself in a very humble position and only wanting to make him happy.

“I forgot to ask, hehe,” Song Yuncheng replied.

She has an oval face, paired with a pretty and elegant makeup look, which amazed Chen Yansen for the first time.

The two stayed at Ming Li until 8:30 p.m., and then drove to the Sky Garden.

When she left, Song Yuncheng was still wearing that herringbone skirt.

As soon as she entered the hotel room, she was about to change into her own clothes when Chen Yansen said, "Don't change! This is the feeling I want."

The next morning.

Chen Yansen first took Song Yuncheng back to her dormitory, then turned around and went back to the teachers' apartment. After changing into clean clothes, he drove to the science park.

At this moment, Kang Guodong was waiting anxiously in the reception room of Building 8.

(End of this chapter)