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

Chapter 355 Liang Changlin's Doomsday! You're only twenty-one, and you already want to be a mother?

For Liang Changlin of Dingdong Community, December 21st was indeed the end of the world. In the four months of head-on confrontation with Kuai Pao Waimai, he expanded his business to the entire city of Shanghai.

However, things didn't turn out the way he envisioned, failing to transform Dingdong Community into a small but successful O2O app.

After Meituan, Dianping, and Lashou entered the local life services market, Dingdong Community instantly lost its space to survive.

Now, more than 100 days of hard work have come to naught, 99% of the service stations have been shut down, and only the Jinqiao station remains. The 100 million yuan given by the investors has been almost entirely spent.

According to Liang Changlin's plan, the business model should be tested in Shanghai first, and then head straight to Beijing. He heard that Tiantongyuan, a residential community there, has hundreds of thousands of residents and has amazing market potential.

But he didn't even step outside the borders of Shanghai!

Why would I even bother going to Beijing!

After inspecting the Jinqiao service station, Liang Changlin did not rush to get into the car, but instead looked worriedly across the road.

There are more than 20 well-established commercial residential communities nearby, with a population of 30,000 to 40,000. Logically, Dingdong Community's services should be able to meet their basic living needs and should therefore have great commercial value.

But reality slapped me in the face!

Even with the same price and service quality, users still prefer platforms like KuaiPao, Meituan, and Dianping.

"Boss, it's windy outside," the assistant said quietly, shrinking his neck.

"Go to the virtual city." Liang Changlin stood there in a daze for a while, then gave the order to his assistant.

"Virtual City?" The assistant was taken aback upon hearing this, trying to decipher his boss's true intentions.

"I'll learn from my fellow townsman." Liang Changlin sighed, admitting to himself that although he was older, his achievements in business were like those of a child compared to Chen Yansen.

The assistant suddenly realized what was happening and immediately jogged over to open the car door for his boss.

Liang Changlin is a retired soldier who has always been decisive and efficient. As soon as he got in the car, he called the chairman of the Huian Chamber of Commerce and got Chen Yansen's private contact information from him.

After all, Chen Yansen is still nominally a director of the Huian Chamber of Commerce.

After writing down the phone number, Liang Changlin dialed it without hesitation, and the phone kept beeping.

the other side.

Chen Yansen sat in his office and glanced at the sky outside the window. There was still an hour and a half before he got off work.

Meng Jie invited him to see "The Great Shanghai", Song Yuncheng invited him to see "Lost in Thailand", and Ye Qiuping secretly slipped him two tickets to "Chinese Zodiac".

Mr. Chen was too lazy to choose and rejected them all!

What are some good movies to watch?

Mr. Chen has always only watched live-action movies, but recently he bought more than a dozen cosplay outfits, which Song Yuncheng and Ye Qiuping can perfectly pull off with their figures.

As for Mengjie, she's so small, let's not even mention her.

“Buzz buzz—!”

Just then, the cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

With a thought, Chen Yansen's phone flew into his palm.

Unfamiliar number?

Shanghai city phone number range?

Without thinking much, Chen Yansen pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Liang Changlin from 100m Technology. I'd like to schedule a time to visit you in person."

As soon as the call connected, Liang Changlin greeted him respectfully.

"Dingdong Community?" Chen Yansen asked rhetorically, his tone seemingly questioning yet revealing certainty.

Upon hearing this, Liang Changlin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that Chen Yansen had known about his existence all along.

Therefore, it seems that KuaiPao's foray into local life services was not unintentional.

"I never expected that Mr. Chen's business would be so big that he would still pay attention to such a small community like Dingdong Community." Liang Changlin smiled bitterly, feeling a pang of sadness, and realized that he hadn't lost unjustly.

"Mr. Liang, don't misunderstand! Actually, whether or not Dingdong Community exists, Kuaipao will include household services, nannies, tutors, and appliance repair in its business scope."

Chen Yansen leaned back in his soft executive chair and explained with a light laugh.

What level is Dingdong Community?
Do you think you're worthy of my special attention?

"Mr. Chen, to be honest, Dingdong Community is no longer viable. I would like to ask you for your business advice in person."

Liang Changlin adopted an extremely humble posture.

Although he was twenty years older than Chen Yansen, he dared not put on any airs of seniority.

"Tomorrow morning at 10:00, Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park."

Chen Yansen did not refuse and readily agreed to the other party's request.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. See you tomorrow."

After Liang Changlin finished speaking, he waited for Chen Yansen to reply with an "Mm" before slowly putting down his phone.

"I'm heading to Yaohan; I need to prepare a small gift for Mr. Chen."

Liang Changlin said to the driver.

It's never wrong to be overly polite. Although he and Chen Yansen are from the same hometown, they are both board members of the Huian Chamber of Commerce.

But he knew in his heart that the other party had never participated in a single chamber of commerce event, and it was already good enough that he agreed to meet him; he dared not ask for too much.

at the same time.

Chen Yansen chuckled softly after hanging up the phone, then shook his head. Liang Changlin's initiative to come to him was somewhat unexpected.

Want to learn how to do business with me?

Chen Yansen couldn't help but find it amusing. He and Liang Changlin were considered "old friends." In their past lives, they were both entrepreneurs from Huian who started businesses in Shanghai, and they had exchanged ideas in private. The only thing that hadn't changed was that Liang had never done as well as him.

Feiyu Technology has a market value of over 80 billion yuan, while Liang Changlin's Dingdong Maicai only has a market value of over 30 billion yuan.

The business model is good, but there are too many competitors.

Meituan Flash Sale, JD.com Home Delivery, Ele.me, Douyin Hourly Delivery, and other competitors are all backed by internet giants, so Dingdong Maicai's market share can only be gradually eroded.

Chen Yansen agreed to meet Liang Changlin not to inspire him to start Dingdong Maicai two years earlier, but simply to invite him to join Kuaipao.

Currently, Kuaipao and Yunsu Express have jointly deployed more than 3400 forward warehouses across the country. By simply adding fresh vegetables to the existing digital and home furnishing categories, they can effectively block Liang Changlin's escape route.

Chen Yansen wants to turn the "pre-positioned warehouse" into a "pre-positioned supermarket" that covers all categories, competes with large supermarkets for business, and thus fully unleashes the delivery potential of Kuaipao riders.

If they were to follow Dingdong Maicai's example and only focus on a single food category, they would have to support a large number of sorting and delivery personnel, and with the loss rate, who knows when they would ever be profitable.

The more difficult a business is, the more it needs economies of scale.

"Come to Delta tonight. I bought your favorite free-range chicken and will cook it for me."

Chen Yansen sent a text message to Song Yuncheng.

He just threw two thumbtacks on the table, one facing up and one facing down, choosing Master Ye; facing up, he chose Meng Jie; facing down, he chose Song Yuncheng.

There's nothing we can do, it's God's will!
at the same time.

Upon receiving the text message, Song Yuncheng was secretly delighted. Today was supposed to be the 'end of the world,' yet Chen Yansen had specifically invited her to his home, which meant that perhaps she was the girl he liked the most.

The night was thick, and a crescent moon rose high in the sky, casting a cool, lingering glow.

Around six o'clock, the two drove away from the science park, one after the other.

Ye Qiuping stood by the window, watching the Aston Martin Rapide speed away. Her shoulders slumped, and she couldn't help but sigh: What does a green fruit taste like? Is she as slutty as me?
Master Ye bit his lip, a hint of defiance flashing in his eyes.

"No way! I need to go back and get some extra lessons." Ye Qiuping snorted and planned to go home and find a dozen more educational videos to learn more techniques.

Twenty minutes later.

Chen Yansen pushed open the door of the villa. The underfloor heating had already been preheated, and the room was warm and cozy. It was six or seven degrees Celsius outside, but inside it felt like springtime.

"The vegetables are all in the refrigerator, hurry up and get to work."

As Chen Yansen spoke, he stuffed the apron into Song Yuncheng's hands.

"Chen the Skinflint, it's the end of the world, and you still want me to cook for you."

Song Yuncheng took the apron, muttering to herself, and quickly tied it up without stopping.

"If you believe in this bullshit prediction, you should just put your resignation letter on my desk. I don't want a subordinate as stupid as you."

Chen Yansen raised an eyebrow and teased him playfully.

"You can hear me?" Song Yuncheng was slightly taken aback and thought to himself: This guy's ears are better than a dog's.

"My ears are very sharp, stop nagging and hurry up and cook!" Chen Yansen rolled his eyes and urged impatiently.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Chen reclined on the sofa and turned on the television.

"If, I mean if, today were the end of the world, what would you want to do?" Song Yuncheng asked, turning her head before entering the kitchen.

"Yes!" Chen Yansen answered loudly, his tone sincere and without a trace of embellishment.

"..." Song Yuncheng chuckled to herself. She knew that she shouldn't have any expectations of a scumbag like Chen Yansen.

"I want to have a simple dinner with the girl I like, look at the stars, and then look at the moon."

Chen Yansen added with a smirk, a mischievous grin on his face.

Saying nice things doesn't cost any money, and if you make people happy, you can experience a few more roles at night. Why not?
Upon hearing this, Song Yuncheng smiled faintly and obediently went into the kitchen.

Chen Yansen jumped off the sofa, walked to the wardrobe behind him, and skillfully took out several cosplay outfits, including Pikachu, Captain Dragonfly, Calabash Brothers, and Nezha.

All of them are handcrafted, exquisite pieces, complete with all the necessary ritual implements.

"I want to try them all, it's so hard to choose."

Chen Yansen pondered to himself, and finally chose a set of Pikachu and Nezha, leaving the other two sets for Master Ye, who was most suitable for the Calabash Brothers.

Song Yuncheng's cooking skills were several levels below Ye Qiuping's, but they were still at the level of home-style stir-fry.

An hour later, Chen Yansen finally moved to the dining table.

"Not bad, it looks, smells, and tastes great." Chen Yansen picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of rice crust covered in meat juice, put it in his mouth, chewed a few times, and then commented.

"I'm glad you like it." Song Yuncheng looked at Chen Yansen with a smile.

She knew her relationship with Chen Yansen was inappropriate, but she couldn't bear to leave.

Chen Yansen's mind was not on the food at all. He put down his chopsticks in less than twenty minutes and then pulled Song Yuncheng into the bathroom.

The next morning, the sun rose as usual.

In a daze, I heard Song Yuncheng murmur, "Sweetie, Mommy's here."

Chen Yansen slowly opened his eyes and looked at Song Yuncheng with a strange expression: You're only twenty-one years old, and you already want to be a mother?

Having lived two lives, he has had intimate conversations with at least 79 or 80 women. There are girls who want to have children with President Chen, but Song Yuncheng is the first one he has ever met.

Chen Yansen felt a warm feeling in his heart and went back to sleep.

He didn't leave the villa until 9:30, and drove to the science park.

Liang Changlin arrived at Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park early.

Although it was Saturday, there was still someone on duty at the front desk. After learning the purpose of his visit, they took him to the rest area and served him hot tea.

Liang Changlin sat on the sofa, curiously looking around at his surroundings.

(End of this chapter)