My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

"Mr. Chen, this is a very important matter."

Zhao Ya walked quickly to the table and handed over a prepared document. "Yesterday, Lenovo made a high-profile announcement of its entry into the MP3 market, launching two new products at once—the M100 and the F100."

"Their target audience is very clear; they're coming specifically for us."

"The M100 targets the high-end market and is priced at 2899 yuan. The F100 targets the mid-range market and is priced at 1499 yuan."

"This price..."

Chen Feng's brows twitched upon hearing this. "More expensive than our F2 and T2?"

Although the MP3 market is bustling now, most of the players are no-name brands priced at tens or hundreds of yuan, which pose no threat to Fengtian Technology's core business.

Lenovo is different; it's a legitimate company, and it came in with the intention of snatching the high-end market share from Fengtian Technology.

Zhao Ya nodded, a hint of worry in her voice: "Not only that, they also announced that they will launch the product simultaneously in China and the United States next Wednesday, and they also plan to make a major push into overseas markets."

"This is clearly an attempt to replicate our success, or even surpass us."

After listening to the report, Chen Feng remained silent for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"interesting."

He casually flipped through the product images in the brochure. "This is their confident creation? The appearance is unremarkable, and the configuration is on par with our existing products. What makes them dare to set such a high price?"

"Is it just because it's a 'national brand'? Or do they think consumers are foolish and have too much money?"

Zhao Ya sighed and explained, "President Chen, don't forget, I used to work at Lenovo, and I know this company's style very well."

"They had their eyes on this lucrative opportunity as early as the end of last year. According to my former colleague who is still at Lenovo, they had already started an internal project to directly copy... no, to borrow from our product."

"They feel that they have ready-made electronic production lines, nationwide PC sales channels, and so-called brand halo."

At this point, Zhao Ya's tone became slightly sarcastic.

"I heard that during their internal seminar, a vice president even made some outrageous remarks, saying that if a small, grassroots startup like Fengtian Technology could succeed, then Lenovo, a company with plenty of manpower and money, could crush us in no time if they just entered the market."

"Arrogance is the greatest obstacle to survival."

Chen Feng sneered and threw the documents back on the table. "These people have been sitting in the office for too long; their brains have become rigid."

"Do you really think our first-mover advantage this year was just for show? Do you really think the iMusic copyright moat we built with so much money is just air?"

"in the country, you might be able to fool a few consumers who blindly believe in big brands, but overseas..."

Chen Feng shook his head, his eyes full of disdain. "It's not that I look down on them, but in the MP3 industry, we're the ones who set the rules. Lenovo? Who does it think it is?"

"It's not even as good as Windows; at least Microsoft knows how to back down."

As he spoke, Chen Feng turned on his computer and searched for news related to Lenovo's press conference.

Looking at the two "brick-like" devices on the screen, which had no design sense whatsoever, and their astonishing prices, Chen Feng felt completely at ease.

"Alright, no need to be so alarmed."

Chen Feng waved his hand, setting the tone for the matter: "A product that has neither cost-effectiveness nor ecosystem support is destined to be short-lived."

"Let's continue with what we were doing; our original market strategy remains unchanged."

"Let them do whatever they want. They'll behave themselves when they've hit their heads and are bleeding."

Chen Feng had no interest in even making a move against such a blindly confident opponent.

The market will teach them a lesson.

......

No sooner had Zhao Ya left than the phone on Chen Feng's desk rang.

The caller ID showed Liu Qiangdong.

After the call connected, Chen Feng jokingly said, "Qiangzi, you don't come here unless you need something. Why are you in such a hurry to contact me? Did you burn through twenty million in just one month?"

Liu Qiangdong on the other end of the phone quickly denied it: "Chairman Chen is joking. Although I want to do big things, I still know my limits when it comes to spending money. Most of the 20 million is still sitting in the account."

"I'm here today for two main reasons. First, to report on JD.com's recent progress. Second, I have a favor to ask—I'd like JD.com to become the distributor of Fengtian Technology's MP3 products."

"Oh?"

Chen Feng raised an eyebrow. "Want to operate your own business?"

"Chairman Chen is wise!"

Liu Qiangdong seized the opportunity to flatter him, then explained, "As you mentioned before, Fengtian Technology doesn't plan to build its own e-commerce channels for the time being. In that case, why not entrust this task to us?"

"We can adopt a direct sourcing model, where you directly supply goods to our warehouse, and JD.com will handle all the remaining sales, shipping, and after-sales service. This saves you labor costs and adds a strong product category to JD.com."

After a moment's thought, Chen Feng readily agreed: "It's a win-win idea. Okay, I approve it."

"Contact Zhao Ya directly, and I'll put in a good word with her. You can discuss the specific supply discounts and settlement schedules according to the established rules."

"Thank you so much, Chairman Chen!" Liu Qiangdong was overjoyed.

He then gave a brief report on JD.com's recent developments: a new large warehouse has been rented in Beijing, the product range of digital cameras has been expanded, and the logistics team is being gradually established.

Everything is developing in the direction of a regular army.

......

In the blink of an eye, the May Day holiday is approaching.

On the evening of April 30th, Chen Feng finished his work and closed the file.

"Amin, prepare the car, we're going to Jiaotong University."

He gave instructions to Jiang Ming, the personal driver who was standing at the door.

Jiang Ming is a retired special forces soldier in his late twenties. He is tall and straight with sharp eyes. He doesn't talk much, but he has a strong sense of execution.

This was someone Gu Qingcheng carefully selected; he could drive and act as a bodyguard, and Chen Feng found him very useful.

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

Jiang Mingli responded promptly and turned to press the elevator button.

I went to Jiaotong University to pick up my cousin, Chu Yuan.

Tomorrow is the May Day holiday, and May 2nd happens to be Chu Yuan's 19th birthday.

Since the girl wasn't going back to her hometown, Chen Feng decided to bring her home and have his son celebrate her birthday with her.

The black Mercedes-Benz S600 smoothly drove into the campus and stopped in front of the girls' dormitory.

Chen Feng got out of the car and immediately saw Chu Yuan, who was already waiting by the roadside.

"elder brother!"

Chu Yuan's eyes lit up, and she waved cheerfully, dragging her suitcase as she ran over.

Just then, a slightly stern voice called out from the side and behind: "Chu Yuan, wait a minute!"

Chu Yuan paused, turned around, and looked back with a hint of surprise on her face: "Teacher Su?"

Chen Feng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young woman walking quickly towards him.

The other person looked to be no more than twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She wore thin-rimmed glasses, a well-tailored business suit, and her long hair was pulled back. She exuded an intellectual and gentle temperament and had a rather beautiful appearance.

But at this moment, the beautiful teacher's expression was not very pleasant.

Su Jin walked to Chu Yuan's side, her gaze sweeping warily over Chen Feng and the conspicuous S600, her brows furrowed.

"Chu Yuan, how does your teacher usually teach you?"

Su Jin took a deep breath, her tone filled with disappointment, "Even though you're a freshman, you still need to have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. Don't let material things blind you."

"I heard that lately, luxury cars have been coming to your building looking for you, and people have been delivering flowers. The teacher didn't want to get involved, but this..."

She pointed at Chen Feng, lowering her voice but still making sure Chen Feng could hear her clearly: "This gentleman is probably much older than you, right? Are you sure this is normal interaction?"

"Girls should know how to respect and love themselves. Never go astray for the sake of momentary pleasure, or you will regret it in the future."

Clearly, Su Jin mistook Chen Feng for the kind of wealthy socialite who "fishes" for girls outside universities, while Chu Yuan was seen as an ignorant girl about to go astray.

This barrage of lectures left Chu Yuan completely bewildered.

Chen Feng was also speechless.

Although he is indeed a generation older than Chu Yuan, he doesn't look like a sleazy old man, does he?

"Stop."

Chen Feng raised his hand to interrupt Su Jin's spellcasting, looking at her with a half-smile, "Teacher, while I admire your sense of responsibility, isn't your imagination a little too vivid?"

"You don't actually think... I'm here to keep her as a sugar daddy, do you?"

Caught off guard, Su Jin blushed, but still forced herself to say, "Isn't that right? The current social climate..."

"Teacher Su! You've misunderstood!"

Coming to her senses, Chu Yuan stamped her foot anxiously, her face flushed red. "He really is my cousin! My biological cousin! My mom and his mom are like sisters!"

"what?"

Su Jin's voice stopped abruptly, and the expression on her face froze instantly.

"Cousin...cousin?"

She stared wide-eyed at Chu Yuan, then at Chen Feng.

Upon closer inspection, the two do indeed share a resemblance in their eyes and brows.

Most importantly, although Chen Feng was dressed in expensive clothes, his eyes were clear and honest, and he did not have that greasy feeling.

With a "boom," Su Jin felt all the blood rush to her head.

This is so embarrassing!

Implying in front of someone's parents that their student is being kept by a sugar daddy, only to have it turn out to be a misunderstanding... This is a major social disaster.

"I'm...I'm sorry!"

Su Jin hurriedly bowed and stammered an apology, "Sir, I'm so sorry! I've been hearing some rumors about Chu Yuan lately, and I'm so worried about her, so... I'm really sorry!"

Seeing the counselor in front of him who was so embarrassed he wished he could disappear into the ground, Chen Feng's displeasure dissipated.

After all, their intentions were good; they wanted to protect the students.

"Alright, Teacher Su was just doing her job, I don't blame you."

Chen Feng waved his hand magnanimously, "But next time, make sure you understand the situation before firing, otherwise you might hurt innocent people. Yuanyuan is my sister, she won't make this kind of fundamental mistake."

"Yes, yes, I've got it." Su Jin nodded repeatedly, her face flushed.

"We'll be going now, goodbye Teacher Su."

Chen Feng took Chu Yuan's suitcase and put it in the trunk, then drove off with his cousin.

Su Jin was left standing there alone, the evening breeze blowing, her face burning with heat for a long time.

"This is so embarrassing..."

She covered her face in frustration.

However, a moment later, she couldn't help but look in the direction where the car had disappeared, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Did Chu Yuan just call him... Chen Feng?"

"This name sounds so familiar... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before..."