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Chapter 400 The First Internet Phone Card? Saving a Genius Chip Designer!
"Mr. Kang, do you mean you agree to cooperate with Senlian Capital? Even if it means losing billions in traffic revenue every year?"

An executive across the street deliberately asked a question in return.

Kang Yiping raised his eyelids slightly and said casually, "You have to give to receive. The Senlian App has a user base of over 10 billion, which can inject younger and higher-quality users into China Telecom. Both parties can share the benefits of user growth."

He was the general manager of Huian Telecom, and Zhao Maolin's direct superior.

Wherever there are people, there is a social dynamic; maintaining balance is crucial.

After all, there are constraints from the group headquarters above him.

“Currently, our 3G user growth rate is slowing down, while SenLink App covers industries such as navigation, reading, food delivery, ride-hailing and e-commerce, and has extremely high user stickiness. If we don’t agree, our users will be snatched away by China Unicom and China Mobile!” said the executive on the other end.

He was one of Kang Yiping's men, so naturally he had to stand up for his boss.

"The profit margin for data-free SIM cards is extremely low, and they may even result in losses. The cooperation between Beijing Telecom and Sohu Video serves as a cautionary tale."

"We're not a subsidiary of Senlian Capital, so why should we be supporting them?"

There are quite a few dissenting voices.

Kang Yiping shook his head helplessly, cursing inwardly: These idiots only care about immediate interests. Aren't Senlian Capital's traffic resources a source of income?
Marketing Director Chen Ting pondered for a moment, then raised her voice and said, "The Senlian Star Card only provides unlimited data for certain apps. It does not include hundreds of internet products such as Tencent, Ali, and Baidu."

Therefore, by simply focusing on data usage outside of the package, such as offering 500MB for 1 yuan with automatic renewal, the user's actual monthly consumption will not be lower than the monthly fee.

Regarding targeted data usage, a 40GB data cap can be set, with normal charges applied after that. This prevents users from exploiting the system, ensuring a certain level of profitability while attracting more new users.

As soon as she finished speaking, a senior executive from Kang Yiping's camp immediately responded: "Cooperation is possible, but restrictions must be added: the contract period is two years, and it will be renegotiated after it expires."

While seemingly opposing, they were actually supporting Kang Yiping's decision.

"What about the others? Do they have any different opinions?"

Kang Yiping's eyes were filled with daggers as his gaze swept over everyone, sending chills down their spines.

With the widespread adoption of Wi-Fi, if operators don't lower prices, users will reduce their mobile data usage, inevitably leading to a loss of revenue for broadband services.

Moreover, his actions aligned with the thinking of the higher-ups.

The mobile internet era is unstoppable, and faster speeds and lower fees are an inevitable trend. Whoever takes the first step will seize the initiative.

It may come with risks, or it may bring rich rewards.

But Kang Yiping did not think it was a high-stakes gamble.

In his view, as long as one assesses the situation, grasps the decision-making process from above, and stays on the right track, one will ultimately prevail.

The room was completely silent. Some people wanted to object, but after assessing the situation, they simply kept quiet.

It was fine to object when Kang Yiping asked for everyone's opinions; but now that others are about to make a final decision, if you don't know your place, you'll really be walking into a trap.

"Then it's settled. There are three key points: 40GB of dedicated data traffic per month, with standard charges for exceeding the limit; a 2-year contract; and 1 yuan for 500MB of data traffic outside the plan."

Kang Yiping said in a deep voice.

"President Kang, what would be a suitable monthly fee for the package?" Chen Ting asked.

“Let’s modify the existing FlyYoung plan, 19 yuan per month, with the same content: 500MB of nationwide data and 100 minutes of calls,” Kang Yiping replied after a moment’s thought.

“Yes, Mr. Kang,” Chen Ting replied.

“When Maolin returns, he will be in charge of this project,” Kang Yiping added.

the other side.

Chen Yansen and Meng Jie had just arrived at the hot spring hotel; it had been more than a year since their last trip to Shidu.

On a bright spring day, the silhouette of the distant mountains slowly sinks, turning the glass curtain wall of the hotel's exterior into an amber color.

"Sir, would you like our luggage taken to your room?" The receptionist registered your information, handed back your ID card and room key, and asked softly.

"Thank you for your help." Chen Yansen nodded and handed the suitcase to the staff.

"There's a milk tea shop at the intersection. What would you like to drink?" Mengjie asked.

"Lemon tea, please," Chen Yansen said, and walked outside with Meng Jie.

Just as Xiao Li was about to follow, he saw the boss wave his hand. He immediately understood and obediently went back to his room to soak in the hot spring.

The afternoon breeze was gentle and warm, and the mountain path was spotless.

The hot spring hotel where Chen Yansen stayed is located halfway up the mountain. In the distance, the green fields are lush and green, and several cherry blossom trees have already begun to bloom, resembling a pink cloud.

"One lemon tea and one mango milk tea." Mengjie ordered her food while taking out her phone to scan the QR code to pay.

After more than half a year of promotion, OrangePay's offline payment function has achieved a fairly high penetration rate in East China, Central China, South China and North China.

Payments are free, reducing the risk of receiving counterfeit money. Payments are automatically deposited into Yu'ebao (Alipay's money market fund), allowing merchants to earn extra income.

No one can refuse a product like this!

"Here, your lemon tea." Meng Jie pulled out a straw, inserted it into Chen Yansen's cup, and handed it to him.

Chen Yansen took the drink, bit the straw, and gulped down a large mouthful.

The tea master at the milk tea shop took a break from his busy schedule and curiously observed Chen Yansen and Meng Jie. Usually, it was the boy who bought milk tea for the girl, and it was extremely rare for the girl to buy milk tea for the boy.

Could they be siblings?
But isn't this younger brother too big?

She looked at Chen Yansen, who was 1.86 meters tall, wearing a baseball cap. He had a handsome profile, but she couldn't see his eyebrows or eyes.

Soon after, Mengjie's milk tea was ready.

Mengjie's way of drinking milk tea is very similar to Chen Yansen's; she took a big sip.

The two strolled slowly along the path.

"It looks like someone's riding a motorcycle over there," Meng Jie said, pointing to an open space at the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go take a look," Chen Yansen suggested, understanding Meng Jie's meaning.

The distance from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, which seems to be only a finger's length, took more than ten minutes.

Chen Yansen only recognized three motorcycles: the BMW R1200GS, the Kawasaki KX450F, and the Honda CB1100. He was not very familiar with the other brands and models.

He rode motorcycles for a while and even bought a Harley-Davidson flagship glider to flirt with a few female riders in the live streaming community. But in less than half a year, half of the girls on his contact list were gone.

Mr. Chen, valuing his life, dared not continue riding motorcycles. He left the motorcycles at Feiyu headquarters as decorations or borrowed them to the short drama project department to serve as props for the "Crooked Mouth God of War" to show off when he made his appearance.

"Can you ride a motorcycle?" Mengjie asked, a hint of eagerness flashing in her eyes.

"No," Chen Yansen shook his head.

"You're so bad. I learned to ride one in junior high, but my dad said motorcycles are too dangerous," Mengjie said with a grin.

“Dad’s right, but can you even make it up there?” Chen Yansen teased with a smile.

Meng Jie is 156 cm tall, and when she sits on the motorcycle, her feet don't even touch the ground.

“I’m riding a Honda Monkey,” Meng Jie said, not annoyed at all, and laughed loudly.

Compared to two years ago, her clothing style has become much more feminine, but her personality remains as carefree as ever.

Upon seeing Meng Jie, a motorcyclist nearby twisted the throttle slightly and boldly approached, asking in a seemingly gentlemanly manner, "Beautiful lady, would you like to come and experience it?"

After saying that, she deliberately showed off the BMW logo. "Thank you, but I only ride in my boyfriend's car," Mengjie said decisively.

"It's okay, I'll take you for a spin first, then I'll take your boyfriend for a spin," said the BMW motorcycle driver.

Although he spoke eloquently, he was determined to win the girl over first, and as for the guy in the baseball cap next to him, he told him to go cool off somewhere else.

"How about you take me for a spin first?" Chen Yansen looked up at the other person with a playful expression.

"Did your brother say that you look a lot like Chen Yansen of Senlian Capital?"

The BMW motorcycle driver was about to say, "You're a man, and you want to compete with a woman?" but after seeing Chen Yansen's face, he was taken aback and asked with an awkward smile.

He was certain that the person in front of him was Chen Yansen!
So, on a whim, he made a joke in an attempt to ease the tension.

"He is my half-brother," Chen Yansen fabricated.

Mengjie couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Mr. Chen, I'm a fan of yours, can I take a picture with you?" The driver of the BMW motorcycle smiled awkwardly and took out his Shiny Orange X1 to ask.

"Thank you for your support of Orange Technology." Chen Yansen glanced at it and then replied with a smile.

If the other party pulls out an Orange C3 or Orange C3S, their words are likely exaggerated. However, the Yao Cheng X1 only comes with the Aurora Future System, and its application ecosystem is not complete, which is not attractive, especially to young people.

Users who are willing to place an order immediately are almost certainly not die-hard fans of Orange Technology.

"My name is Yu Erbao, but my friends call me Xiaobao," Yu Erbao said with a big smile as he jumped off the motorcycle.

"So your brother's name is Yu Dabao?" Meng Jie blurted out instinctively.

“My brother’s name is Yu Xianyang…” Yu Erbao said with a wry smile as his lips twitched.

"Oh, you're quite pitiful," Mengjie added insult to injury.

Decades ago, naming a son "Yu Erbao" would have been acceptable, but Yu Erbao is only in his early twenties, so the name makes it seem like the parents didn't put much thought into it.

Moreover, his brother's name is perfectly normal.

"Luckily, you're not called Yu'ebao (Alipay's money market fund)." Chen Yansen joked.

"Hahaha..." Meng Jie, who had been holding back her laughter for a long time, couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed until her stomach hurt.

"Mr. Chen, I didn't expect you to be so humorous in person." Yu Erbao grinned foolishly.

Yu Xianyang?
This name sounds familiar!
Chen Yansen muttered to himself.

He searched his mind rapidly, and soon unearthed a fragment from the vast ocean of memories.

Yu Xianyang, a top student majoring in microelectronics at Peking University, became a chief engineer at NVIDIA. Ten years later, he was promoted to senior chief engineer at just over forty years old. His future status in the semiconductor industry was on par with that of Mike Keller, the chief scientist of Tiangong Technology.

However, just before the couple accepted Huawei's invitation and were about to return to China, they were involved in a car accident and both died.

These two brothers, one a young man with a talent for making fires and the other a top R&D engineer in the industry, are truly from the same mother but have very different fates.

Afterwards, Chen Yansen posed for a few photos with the other party, then hopped onto Yu Erbao's BMW R1200GS and sped away along the winding mountain road.

Seeing this, the others were secretly amazed, and someone shouted loudly, "Xiao Bao, how come your wife has been ridden away by another man?"

"Hahaha……!"

"Yeah, didn't you say this BMW R1200GS is your wife? We're not allowed to touch it normally."

The remaining people joined in the teasing.

Yu Erbao's eyes lit up, and a fresh lie came out of his mouth: "That guy's girlfriend is blind, and he wanted to give her a ride around the park. I was just doing a good deed."

"Holy crap! You've changed your ways!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you can't judge a book by its cover!"

Yu Erbao ignored his friend's words, his mind filled with the joy of going back to post on WeChat Moments to show off.

He didn't want anyone to know that the big boss of companies like Orange Technology, Pinbei Mall, and Yunsu Express was sitting on his wife's lap.

The group photo is for the individual only!

If everyone has it, how can he pretend to be cool?

at the same time.

Chen Yansen increased the speed to 150 kilometers per hour, and the wind around them howled. Meng Jie was so frightened that she clung tightly to his waist, her two small hamburgers pressed against his back.

"Slower!"

Slow down!

"Chen Yansen, please!"

"Dad Chen, slow down!"

Mengjie shouted incoherently.

Speeding at 150 kilometers per hour on the mountain road, death seemed to be constantly on my mind.

Chen Yansen ignored her. He knew that with Meng Jie's personality, she was scared now, but would find it exciting later.

His spiritual power spread outwards like a tide, firmly enveloping Meng Jie and himself.

It looks dangerous, but it's actually very safe.

After one lap, Mengjie's lips were pale, but her eyes were full of excitement. She asked breathlessly, "Didn't you say you couldn't ride a motorcycle?"

"You'd believe me if I told you?" Chen Yansen asked.

"You're my boyfriend, I believe everything you say," Mengjie said softly, her voice barely audible.

She thought Chen Yansen couldn't hear, but Chen Yansen could hear it clearly.

Chen Yansen chuckled softly, pretending not to hear.

"Mr. Chen, please don't do that next time. Judging from your speed just now, it was at least 120 or 130. If something had happened, my little arms and legs wouldn't have been able to handle it."

Yu Erbao's legs trembled as he took the helmet from Chen Yansen and said...

Chen Yansen leaned against the roadside and chatted with Yu Erbao for a few more minutes. With his communication skills, he quickly steered the conversation to Yu Xianyang and obtained the other party's contact information.

Although overseas salaries are high, Tiangong Technology's benefits are not bad either. Rather than letting Yu Xianyang work for foreigners, it's better to bring him under our wing in advance.

"Don't ride motorcycles too much. Either the motorcycle goes first, or you go first."

Chen Yansen waved goodbye to Yu Erbao and strolled towards the hot spring hotel halfway up the mountain.

"Pah! How dare you say that to me?" Yu Erbao scoffed at Chen Yansen's retreating figure.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yansen immediately turned his head and pointed to his ear.

Yu Erbao was stunned. "It's over a hundred meters away, how could you hear me? You're kidding me!"
"That little bastard." Chen Yansen chuckled as he listened to the muttering behind his back.

That evening, Yu Xianyang, who was in Santa Clara, California, received an invitation call from Tiangong Technology. The HR department invited him to join the company with a 30% salary increase and full benefits.

(End of this chapter)