I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 295 8 Hours, 100 Million, 16 Billion! Crushing Dingdong Community!

"Dingdong Community? Liang Changlin?"

At Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park, after listening to Pei Yi's report, Chen Yansen suddenly thought of the product "Dingdong Maicai". After connecting the dots, it was not hard to guess that Dingdong Community was probably the predecessor of Dingdong Maicai.

"We will add a life services section to Kuaipao, and incorporate all of Dingdong Community's business scope, including housekeeping, printing, laundry, lock opening and replacement, and home appliance repair, into Kuaipao's operation scope."

Chen Yansen smiled slightly and gave instructions to Pei Yi.

There's no other way; just in case, it's better to crush Dingdong Community in advance.

People change!
If left unchecked, Liang Changlin might turn his attention to the food delivery market once his business expands.

There's no need to create trouble for yourself!
When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength!
Once KuaiPao swallows up the entire food delivery market and makes its group-buying business number one in the industry, perhaps it will give Dingdong Community a way out.

But now, no!

Even if it were Liang Changlin, or Wang Xin, Ma Liyun, or Ma Huateng who stood in his way, he would still do it anyway.

“Okay, I understand. Once Mr. Gao completes the business and financial audits, I will immediately begin to reorganize and restructure Nuomi.com’s organizational structure and ground sales model.”

Pei Yi nodded, then, thinking of the work of receiving Nuomi.com, added a sentence.

"Cut off all third- and fourth-tier distributors. If anyone dares to cheat us out of our money, send them straight to work on a sewing machine."

Chen Yansen warned in a cold voice.

“Yes, boss, I know what to do,” Pei Yi replied without hesitation.

In reality, apart from the group-buying agents, are the regional managers, area managers, and city managers below them clean?
Since its establishment, Kuaipao's risk control department has submitted a list of implicated employees to the Procuratorate Association every quarter, with no fewer than double digits.

It's human nature to see so much money and not be greedy; isn't that forcing people to become eunuchs?

Chen Yansen hummed in agreement and then hung up the phone.

I looked up at the window and saw that the sky was already dark and gloomy. The late summer breeze made the camphor trees downstairs rustle.

Chen Yansen couldn't help but think of the wind chimes in Ye Qiuping's house, tinkling and jingling, and the milky scent in her room.

My master hasn't changed at all; he's just as eccentric as he was in his previous life.

Chen Yansen smiled, got up to leave work, and the car keys on the table flew up automatically and obediently went into his pocket.

As soon as I got to the first floor, I saw Song Yang standing in the open space outside the door, seemingly arguing with his senior girlfriend.

Chen Yansen walked over.

Upon hearing footsteps and recognizing Chen Yansen, Song Yang's anger subsided slightly, and he awkwardly asked, "Brother Sen, are you off work?"

"Coming to pick up your girlfriend? I haven't eaten dinner yet." Chen Yansen squinted, looking like he was watching a show.

"Shuangqing Restaurant, QQ-E Home, Fengbo Manor, Brother Sen, you can choose whichever you like," Song Yang said, patting his chest.

In his heart, he had long regarded Chen Yansen as his biological older brother from different fathers and mothers. Not to mention the express delivery agency business, just the annual commission from the campus card alone could easily earn him 20,000 yuan.

"Can't I eat at the Sky Garden just once?" Chen Yansen curled his lip in disdain and cursed inwardly: Damn Song Yang, he stays in a five-star hotel, but when he treats his brothers to a meal, he only goes to a roadside stall where the average cost is 60 yuan, right?

"Brother Sen, don't misunderstand. It's just that you often go to the Sky Garden, so we wanted to give you a more down-to-earth place so you can experience the life of an ordinary college student."

Song Yang scratched his head and explained with a smile.

"Shuangqing Restaurant, please." Chen Yansen wasn't picky; it wasn't like he hadn't eaten there before.

"Okay, I'll make a call to reserve a private room first. Should we invite Brother Zhe, Qiangzi, Bobo, and Xiaopeng to come along?" Song Yang took out his phone and walked to the side. Just as he was about to dial the number, he turned around and asked again.

Chen Yansen didn't say anything, but gave an 'OK' sign.

A minute later, Song Yang hung up the phone, beckoned his girlfriend Fu Yin to get in the car, and said to Chen Yansen, "Huangshan Hall on the second floor."

Chen Yansen nodded slightly, got into the driver's seat of the Aston Martin Rapide, and slowly drove out of the science park.

Song Yang followed closely behind in his secondhand BMW X1.

“What’s wrong with relying on your parents? You know my family situation. Both my parents are civil servants and value social status. If you’re not willing to go home and inherit the management of the hotel, but insist on working hard to open a small hotel near the entrance of the Xuyuan Academy, then let’s break up.”

As soon as Fu Yin got into the car, her expression turned cold, and she gave Song Yang her final notice.

If my relatives and friends found out that my boyfriend runs a small hotel across from the school, they'd laugh me to death.

In her opinion, Song Yang was seriously ill. Why did he give up his perfectly good chain hotel business and insist on starting his own business from scratch?

Do you think you're Chen Yansen?

Are you sure you want to break up?

Song Yang asked in return with a blank expression, "Recently, the two of us have been arguing on and off for half a month."

"If you won't listen to me, then let's break up," Fu Yin said, equally annoyed.

Song Yang remained silent with a cold expression until he drove the car to the east gate of the Void Academy, at which point he suddenly spoke, "Get out of the car."

"Song Yang, what do you mean?" Fu Yin panicked when she saw that he had parked his car at the school gate instead of Shuangqing Restaurant.

She didn't expect that if she failed to control Song Yang this time, he would actually break up with her.

“It’s not appropriate for you to be an outsider at our dorm party,” Song Yang replied.

There was a "bang" sound!
Fu Yin got out of the car angrily and turned around to curse him as a scumbag.

Three minutes later, Song Yang arrived at Huangshan Hall looking dejected. Wang Zhengqiang had already rushed over from the business park. He looked Song Yang up and down and then asked, "Brother Yang, heartbroken?"

He was just joking and making a random remark, but to Wang Zhengqiang's surprise, Song Yang actually nodded.

"Damn! Didn't you and Sister Yin get along quite well?" Wang Zhengqiang asked, puzzled.

"Yangyang broke up with her boyfriend?" Tang Zhenzhe, Meng Xibo, and Zhu Xiaopeng, who had just entered the room, heard half of the sentence and immediately asked gossipily.

Chen Yansen sat in his seat, looking down at the real-time sales data of the Orange C3 and Qingcheng D1S. From 6 p.m. to now, the total sales of the two phones reached 597,000 units, far exceeding his expectations.

The mobile phone market in 2012 was not as competitive as he had imagined.

Even products like 360 ​​Mobile, NetEase Mobile, and Ali Cloud Mobile can sell millions of units, so it seems reasonable for Orange Mobile to sell a million units a day.

As for Song Yang?

He's too lazy to even curse. He's clearly a rich kid, but he insists on starting from scratch. Let me ask you, didn't your dad work hard for decades in vain?
Just like that stupid son of Wanda Group, he's just plain stupid.

However, it's better that they broke up. He had met Fu Yin before, and her shrewdness and level of understanding far surpassed Song Yang's.

"Should I talk to HR tomorrow and have her fired?"

Chen Yansen suddenly made the suggestion.

He only arranged for Fu Yin to work in the design department of Orange Technology because of Song Yang. Now that they've broken up, why should he give her any face?

Tang Zhenzhe, Meng Xibo, Wang Zhengqiang and the others looked at each other, seeing Chen Yansen's cold and stern side for the first time.

"Isn't this inappropriate?" Zhu Xiaopeng said weakly. "Thank you, Brother Sen, but it's alright." Song Yang believed that it was better to remain friends after a breakup and save face for both parties.

"Orange Technology has a lot of outstanding young people, with a whole bunch of programmers earning four or five hundred thousand a year, which is very attractive to young girls..." Chen Yansen said slowly.

"Brother Sen, this is troublesome. Let's fire her." Song Yang's expression changed as quickly as flipping through a book, clearly indicating that he hadn't let go of Fu Yin yet.

"..." Tang Zhenzhe.

"..." Meng Xibo.

“…” Wang Zhengqiang.

"..." Zhu Xiaopeng.

Lick the dog!

Chen Yansen commented quietly, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at Song Yang.

Next, the three single guys who had never been in a relationship, speaking from experience, began to analyze things for Song Yang in a very insightful way.

"Brother Zhe, you've never even held a girl's hand, yet you know everything about relationships. Impressive!" Wang Zhengqiang teased with a forced smile.

Tang Zhenzhe blushed. Wang Zhengqiang's insults were too vulgar. He could only retort with a stiff neck, "Haven't you ever seen a pig run even if you haven't eaten pork? Does playing the piano mean you have to know how to build one?"

"Qiangzi, don't interrupt! I think Brother Zhe makes a good point." Song Yang waved his hand, signaling Wang Zhengqiang to shut up.

This scene made Chen Yansen chuckle. Twenty-year-old Song Yang was so damn naive. He was a completely different person from the greasy middle-aged man who would be drinking cross-cup wine with a girl in a shopping mall more than ten years later.

Because Mr. Song was heartbroken, the party didn't end until midnight.

Tang Zhenzhe and his friends, who hadn't had enough to drink, carried a case of beer and bought a bag of braised snacks. They planned to go to a hotel and stay up until dawn, since tomorrow was Sunday and they didn't have to work.

The group staggered out of the restaurant and headed towards the hotel.

"Brother Sen, what should I do?" Song Yang, slightly tipsy and with a flushed face, asked, pulling on Chen Yansen's arm.

"If you want to keep Fu Yin, give up your entrepreneurial idea; otherwise, find someone else."

Chen Yansen shrugged and then said, "The breakup rate among college couples is over 70%. From an economic perspective, this is mostly caused by imperfect competition, diminishing marginal utility, and increased opportunity costs. So, when it comes to relationships, if you take them too seriously, you'll lose."

"Brother Sen, I understand." Song Yang was silent for more than ten seconds before responding.

I just made up a few things, and you fucking figured it out?
Chen Yansen was stunned for a moment, only to see Tang Zhenzhe and the others staring at him with admiration.

"And you guys? Have you figured it out too?" Chen Yansen asked casually.

"The simplest truths are the best; Brother Sen is absolutely right." Meng Xibo responded promptly to his boss's question.

"When it comes to romance, Brother Sen truly deserves to be called a master," Zhu Xiaopeng chimed in.

Dude, Chen Yansen has only been in one relationship, how did he become a master? I've been talking until my lips are dry, and I've never seen you guys praise me like this!
Tang Zhenzhe opened his mouth, almost laughing in anger.

A short while later, a group of six people stood at the hotel reception desk.

"Get a room, a big one," Song Yang said, still feeling dizzy.

The cashier was staring at the group of six men with a strange look on her face. Six men sharing a room?

"Open six rooms," Chen Yansen said calmly.

"ID card, deposit." The receptionist finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After checking in, the six of them went upstairs, but ended up only entering one room.

The receptionist stared at the monitor, and in an instant, all sorts of disgusting images flashed through her mind.

Chen Yansen only stayed in the room for half an hour before coming out, but he didn't go back to his own room; instead, he went into room 8488.

"I brought you some hangover tea, shall I pour you a cup?" Meng Jie, wearing a pink nightgown, rushed over with a smile, hugged Chen Yansen's waist, and asked in a soft voice.

"Okay." Chen Yansen lowered his head and sniffed Meng Jie's neck, smelling the fresh scent of shower gel.

Upon hearing this, Meng Jie released Chen Yansen and hurriedly went to get the thermos.

Chen Yansen took out his phone and, as soon as he entered the project group, saw the latest sales data summary: In the eight hours since its launch, Orange C3 sold 27.5 units and Qingcheng D1S sold 72.8 units, totaling 100.3 units, generating revenue of 16.07 billion yuan.

Kuaipao contributed 220,000 units in sales, Orange Mall and Pinduoduo's 10 Billion Subsidy Channel contributed 430,000 units, and flagship stores such as Suning, Gome, and Taobao contributed a total of 353,000 units.

100.3 million units sold in eight hours!

Orange Technology is thriving, but its competitors such as Huawei, ZTE, Shanxing, and Xiaomi are suffering.

Normally, the daily shipment volume of smartphones nationwide is only around 60 units, but the release of the Orange phone has completely drained the market.

Almost no mobile phone brands are unaffected and can maintain their daily sales figures; they are all cursing right now.

In addition, it is worth noting that the daily sales of the Moss smart speaker have increased from more than 3000 units to more than 4 units. Although this is not as impressive as the overseas market, it is a significant improvement compared to the previous dismal situation.

"The tea is still warm, it's perfect to drink now." Meng Jie handed the tea to Chen Yansen.

Seeing this, Chen Yansen tossed his phone aside, drank the tea in one gulp, and then picked up Mengjie and carried her into the bathroom.

"I'm all clean," Mengjie said, blushing.

“I’ll wash you again,” Chen Yansen said with a wicked grin.

at the same time.

After Chen Dejun and Yu Weijiao reached an agreement, they immediately set off from Shanghai and traveled overnight to Xucheng.

They both knew that Chen Yansen was the true mastermind behind Yunsu.

Liao Wei is nobody; he has no say in anything!

They didn't care who the buyer was, as long as they could sell Shentong and Yuantong at a higher price.

Compared to Ma Liyun, both Chen Dejun and Yu Weijiao wanted to sell the company to Chen Yansen.

While Chen Yansen, who defeated Shentong and Yuantong, is certainly despicable, Ma Liyun, who deliberately delayed the process and tried to take the opportunity to lower the price, is even worse.

The two sped along and arrived at the east gate of the Xuyuan Academy at three in the morning. They chose a nearby hotel to stay in, preparing to pay a visit the next day.

Little did they know, Chen Yansen was living next door at that time.

The next morning, Orange Technology's official Weibo account and Chen Yansen's Weibo account released a report that Orange's new mobile phone had sold over one million units.

Frankly speaking, it's not a great achievement in terms of single-day sales, but the fact that Orange Technology broke the first-day pre-sale record for the Apple 4S in just eight hours is still astonishing.

nine in the morning.

Chen Yansen parked his car and stepped into Building No. 9, where Orange Technology was located.

"Boss, there are two guests in the lounge who want to see you. They are the owners of Shentong Express and Yuantong Express," Tian Tian, ​​the receptionist, whispered.

(End of this chapter)