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Chapter 498: Holding a meeting can earn 1.2 million? One wants to build cars, the other wants to go to India to make mobile phones?
A symposium on new energy vehicle subsidies?

The idea of ​​Kesen Capital building cars was still only in Chen Yansen's mind. Why would the Central Division call him to a meeting?
He's clearly a power battery supplier; he should be attending a battery industry conference instead!

However, the other party said that according to the newly issued "Guidance on the Development of New Energy Battery Industry (Trial)" document, DeepBlue Technology just meets the criteria for key support projects and will be given a one-time reward of 2% of the project's fixed asset investment.

In other words, based on the total investment of 6 billion yuan in Shenzhen's No. 1 and No. 2 factories, they can receive a cash subsidy of 120 million yuan.

Chen Yansen thought for a moment: DeepBlue Technology's two factories were built first, and the policy was issued later, so how could it still meet the requirements?

Could it be that she specially made these dumplings because of his "jealousy"?

However, Chen Yansen was too lazy to investigate further.

The moment he arrived in Yanjing and got off the plane, 1.2 million yuan in cash was delivered to his door. How could he refuse?
After confirming the time and place, Chen Yansen agreed without hesitation.

After hanging up the phone, he snuggled into Song Yuncheng's arms and comfortably closed his eyes.

Song Yuncheng reached out and brushed aside the strands of hair on Chen Yansen's forehead, her fingertips warm and gentle, the gesture natural and intimate.

"Judging from your tone, it's another meeting organized by the Central Secretariat?"

Song Yuncheng asked softly.

"Yeah, we had a meeting and got 1.2 million in cash. That's pretty good."

Chen Yansen said with a grin.

"This 1.2 million yuan subsidy came suddenly. Could there be any additional conditions?" Song Yuncheng, a student of Chen Yansen, also did not believe in such a windfall.

"Li Qingsong just visited DeepBlue Technology, which means that the higher-ups intend to accelerate the layout of the new energy vehicle industry. This 1.2 million is nothing, not even enough to buy two production lines."

Chen Yansen understood the subtext in Song Yuncheng's words and waved his hand.

After saying that, he buried himself closer to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and said in a muffled voice, "It's still more comfortable here with you."

Huang Boxiang, sitting in the driver's seat, stared straight ahead at the road, not even glancing at it out of the corner of his eye.

The boss is great in every way, except his love life is a little complicated.

But then again, Chen Yansen is young and rich, so if we're really talking about it, it's clearly his own boss who's at a disadvantage.

As Lao Huang drove steadily, he thought to himself: I'll have to ask a friend to bring some good stuff from the north to nourish the boss.

Half an hour later, the Maybach 62S drove into the underground parking lot of a hotel.

Immediately afterwards, a Mercedes stopped, and Mike Keller and Wu Shengyu got out of the car.

Old Wu said to Chen Yansen, "Boss, I'm taking Mike out for a spin. It's his first time in Yanjing."

“Go ahead,” Chen Yansen replied.

At the same time, he gestured to the security personnel next to him, arranging for two of them to follow and be responsible for the safety of Michael Keller and Wu Shengyu.

Although Yanjing has good public security, it is hard to guarantee that accidents will not happen.

Mike Keller and Wu Shengyu must not get into trouble, otherwise he will have to personally handle all the subsequent research and development work of Tiangong Technology, and he won't have time to go around having fun then.

“Okay, boss.” Wu Shengyu smiled, got into a Mercedes-Benz, and drove Michael Keller straight to Tiananmen Square, intending to let him experience the profound historical heritage of China.

Chen Yansen stepped into the VIP elevator, with Song Yuncheng following behind, pushing a suitcase. She acted as both his personal assistant and his personal secretary.

With a "ding," the elevator doors slowly opened.

Chen Yansen glanced at the sign, turned left and walked thirty meters, then took out a metal card and swiped it to open the door.

A luxuriously decorated executive suite immediately comes into view, with a layout of two bedrooms, one living room, and two bathrooms. The living room is ridiculously large and also has a balcony with a view.

Standing by the glass curtain wall, you can overlook the entire CBD of Chaoyang District, surrounded by towering skyscrapers.

Chen Yansen pulled up a chair, plopped down, and took out his phone to reply to a few messages.

Lei Yijun and He Xiaopeng invited him to dinner that evening.

Zhou Hongyi invited him to visit the 360 ​​headquarters.

As for Zhang Chaoyang, he simply sent a photo of himself fishing in the Bohai Bay.

Old Zhang's meaning was clear: the fish were biting well today, so he should fly over there quickly.

Chen Yansen smiled and declined Zhang Chaoyang's suggestion.

With his limited mental strength, fishing simply didn't interest him at all.

Going to the beach to enjoy the breeze is not as good as staying at the hotel and eating seafood.

Thinking of this, Chen Yansen looked up at Song Yuncheng not far away. She was busy taking out a bath towel, pajamas and clothes for him to wear to the meeting tomorrow from her suitcase.

From his angle of view, he could just see Song Yuncheng's slender waistline and her round, full buttocks.

fishing?

That's an activity that retired old men enjoy, while Mr. Chen is young and out of his depth, what kind of fishing is that?

Just as Song Yuncheng was about to get up, she felt a pair of large hands pass through the back of her legs.

Before I could think, I was lifted into the air.

This position was truly embarrassing, and Song Yuncheng's ears immediately turned red. She couldn't help but say coquettishly, "Put me down, stop fooling around."

Chen Yansen chuckled, his playful nature awakened, and carried Song Yuncheng into the bathroom.

Soon after, a series of crisp, thumping sounds rang out.

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The lights of Yanjing are dazzling under the night sky. At seven o'clock, when the lights are just coming on, it is the most beautiful time.

The endless stream of vehicles on the elevated road resembles a colorful ribbon lying across the intersection of the city and the suburbs.

At the gate of the Prefect of the Capital.

Lei Yijun and He Xiaopeng leaned side by side against a Porsche Cayenne, each with a cigarette between their index and middle fingers, puffing out smoke.

"You really want to build cars? Actually, you might as well wait two more years. There are too few charging stations in China."

Think about it, there are only 1.4 charging stations nationwide, which means only 10 per county. But most counties have hundreds of thousands to millions of people. How do they solve the charging problem?

Lei Yijun earnestly advised him.

There's nothing wrong with building cars, but the timing isn't right.

“Brother Jun, I’ve thought about this. We can start from the mid-to-high-end market and improve the range to over 600 kilometers, which would reduce users’ reliance on charging stations.”

I also inquired around and found out that the authorities intend to promote the construction of charging stations in residential areas. Developing the new energy vehicle industry is the direction set by the higher authorities, so following the policy will at least guarantee a minimum standard of compliance.

He Xiaopeng shook his head. He had his own ideas, and he shared them without reservation with this older brother. After all, the idea of ​​building cars was initially inspired by Lei Yijun.

Both men were from Beihu, one from Xiantao and the other from Huangshi. They were both working hard in Yanjing, so they inevitably developed a closer relationship.

Seven years ago, He Xiaopeng founded UC Browser. When he was short of funds, Lei Yijun provided him with 400 million yuan, which solved his urgent problem.

Of course, Lei Yijun didn't suffer a loss either.

Today, UC Browser boasts 5 million users worldwide, with 1 million daily active users, and a valuation exceeding 45 billion US dollars.

After Ali completes its final strategic investment after the New Year, Lei Yijun's 400 million investment will yield a huge return of several dozen times.

"Alright, once Mr. Chen arrives, I'll help you make the connection."

Seeing He Xiaopeng's firm attitude, Lei Yijun stopped trying to persuade him and immediately changed his mind, choosing to give his full support.

His investment style has always been like this: focus on the person, not the issue.

In his view, as long as He Xiaopeng is a capable person, that's enough.

"Brother Jun, thanks. How many Redmi 1 units are left to reach 1000 million?" He Xiaopeng asked gratefully.

Although he and Chen Yansen had met a few times, they were only nodding acquaintances.

This is why he asked Lei Yijun to act as an intermediary.

After all, Xiaomi and Orange Technology have a deeply intertwined partnership. Xiaomi phones use Orange Technology's operating system, supply chain, and production line, making Xiaomi seem like a subordinate.

With Lei Yijun stepping in, it's much better than him rashly going to Chen Yansen.

"We've only sold less than 700 million units domestically, but I'm already very satisfied. The shipments of the Qingcheng series are too strong. With the disruption from the 360 ​​F series, I estimate that the final sales this year will reach 850 million to 900 million units."

But the Indian market surprised me greatly. Orange phones didn't have a high penetration rate there, which allowed Xiaomi to benefit, selling 110 million units in the first three months—more than Apple.

Lei Yijun said with a smile.

He saw the market potential in India, but if he wanted to ship the mobile phones from China to India, he would have to pay an additional tariff.

As a result, the price would have to increase by 6% to 10%, making it much less competitive in the market.

So he had the idea of ​​building a production base in India, but Xiaomi had no experience in manufacturing.

Therefore, He Xiaopeng wanted to discuss procurement cooperation for Deep Blue batteries with Chen Yansen, and he also wanted to learn from Chen Yansen's experience in manufacturing operations.

The only problem is that if Xiaomi builds a factory in India, it will reduce its reliance on Orange Technology to some extent.

Will Chen Yansen continue to support Xiaomi as before?
Lei Yijun was a little unsure.

At that moment, a Maybach 62S and a Mercedes-Benz MPV stopped one after the other.

Upon hearing the noise, Lei Yijun instinctively looked up. After recognizing the license plate, he quickly nudged He Xiaopeng's arm and then jogged over to meet him.

Looking at his older brother's retreating figure, He Xiaopeng couldn't help but chuckle.

With a "click," the hinges inside the car door made a crisp sound.

Chen Yansen got out of the car.

He was tall and upright, wearing only a royal blue shirt and dark gray trousers. His leather shoes were shiny and gleamed under the lights.

Although he looked young, his eyes were particularly deep and his aura was solemn.

Even Lei Yijun and He Xiaopeng, who are worth billions, felt like they were meeting their superior or boss when they saw Chen Yansen.

"President Chen," Lei Yijun greeted him with a broad smile.

"Mr. Chen, it's been a long time," He Xiaopeng greeted him.

Chen Yansen nodded and exchanged a few pleasantries with the two men.

Afterwards, accompanied by assistants and security personnel, the three walked together into the depths of the courtyard of the Prefect of the Capital.

Before long, they arrived at a quaint and antique-style private room.

Lei Yijun knew He Xiaopeng's style of doing things well; he hated beating around the bush, so as soon as he sat down, he got straight to the point and talked about He Xiaopeng's car manufacturing plan.

The implication was clear: they wanted to secure resources from Senlian Capital.

I'm open to either the procurement rights for DeepBlue batteries or Chen Yansen's investment; I'm not picky.

“Mr. He, I can give you the purchasing authority. Once DeepBlue Battery’s third factory goes into production, you can be given priority in supplying it, but the order amount cannot be less than 5 million US dollars.”

Chen Yansen picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said slowly.

He gave them face, but the rules couldn't be broken.

Chen Yansen will only lower the amount of the procurement contract if DeepBlue Technology's production capacity exceeds market demand.

$5 billion?
A 30% deposit?
He Xiaopeng thought for a moment and then agreed.

Although Chen Yansen did not make many concessions on the minimum order amount, he did grant priority supply rights.

The supply of DeepBlue 4890 batteries is in short supply, which is common knowledge among industry insiders.

BYD and JAC were the first to place orders, and it's said they'll receive their goods in November.

BAIC, SAIC, and Great Wall are still waiting in line for their vehicles after paying a deposit of US$1.5 million.

"Thank you for your consideration, Mr. Chen," He Xiaopeng said respectfully, raising his glass.

In recent months, a saying has been circulating in the new energy vehicle industry: as long as you can secure the procurement rights for DeepBlue batteries, the project is halfway to success.

Next.

They clinked glasses and exchanged toasts, and after several rounds of drinks...

Taking advantage of his intoxication, Lei Yijun revealed Xiaomi's ambition to fully enter the Indian market.

Chen Yansen thought about it and didn't stop him.

Seeing Chen Yansen's magnanimity, Lei Yijun felt a warmth in his heart and couldn't help but call out "Brother Sen" involuntarily.

In his view, although Chen Yansen was young, his help to Xiaomi was like that of an older brother.

The drinking party didn't end until 10 p.m.

"One wants to build cars, the other wants to go to India to make mobile phones. Opportunities are not so easy to seize."

After getting into the car, Chen Yansen chuckled softly and silently made his own assessment.

However, Jia Yaoting and He Xiaopeng's car manufacturing plan, along with the new energy subsidy symposium, also gave him a reminder: Senlian Capital may not have to directly get involved, but it needs to start making technological preparations.

The next morning, Chen Yansen dressed neatly and full of energy, and took a car to Yanjing Center.

(End of this chapter)