Back to 2008: I Helped My Dad Become the Richest Man

Chapter 65 Money in hand, work like your life depended on it!

It details how to collaborate deeply with Renren and Kaixin, and how to achieve exponential user growth on social networks by using methods such as "inviting friends to send seeds" and "sharing space to send fertilizer".

Every detail and every step is written clearly, with meticulous logic and interconnected steps.

This is not a plan at all, but an outrageously detailed "instruction manual"!

Xu Yang's hands trembled slightly as he held the document.

He no longer doubted Luo Xiyuan's identity, but was now filled with fear.

This little girl is definitely no ordinary person!

She was like a prophet from the future, accurately predicting everything that was about to happen, and even having written the script in advance.

"President Luo—you—" He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but didn't know how to ask.

"Just do as instructed." Luo Xiyuan didn't give him a chance to ask questions. "Money is no problem. Buy me the best servers, as many as you can get. There's no limit to the promotional budget. I only have one requirement: within a month, I want all the netizens in China to know about Happy Farm and be playing 'stealing vegetables.' Can you do that?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but her undeniable aura instantly silenced the entire office.

All eyes were on Xu Yang.

Looking into Luo Xiyuan's unfathomable eyes, Xu Yang felt his blood boiling.

He had been waiting for this day for far too long.

They have money, direction, and a boss who's so powerful it's almost abnormal.

If he still can't succeed, then Xu Yang's life is pretty much over.

He took a deep breath, straightened his back, and roared with all his might.

"It's possible!"

After returning from Shanghai, the Luo family's life seemed to return to normal.

Luo Xinde and Li Minxia never mentioned the "crazy" five million. They kept it a secret, buried deep in their hearts.

They could only pray silently in their hearts that their daughter wouldn't make a mistake this time.

Luo Xiyuan, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened, going to school, coming home, and doing her homework as usual every day.

Only Luo Wen knew that her sister would have long phone conversations with people in Shanghai every night.

Sometimes, it's about listening to reports on project progress.

Sometimes, it's about solving the technical problems they encounter.

Sometimes, they even taught Xu Yang how to negotiate with the person in charge of Renren.com.

She was like a general strategizing from afar, yet she firmly controlled the course of the entire battle.

With Luo Xiyuan's strong promotion and unlimited financial support, "Five Minutes" Company has unleashed astonishing fighting power.

Before, they were penniless and directionless, like a swarm of headless flies.

Now, with ample funding and a clear direction, all they need to do is maximize their expertise in their respective fields.

The entire team entered a state of high energy.

They eat and live at the company, sleeping only three or four hours a day. When they're tired, they take a nap on their cots.

When I'm hungry, I just eat a bite of instant noodles.

They had only one thought in mind: to complete the task assigned by General Manager Luo as quickly and perfectly as possible!

Two weeks later, a brand new version – Happy Farm Campus Edition – was officially completed.

Xu Yang personally took the version and flew to Beijing, where he met with the founder of Xiaonei.com.

Initially, the other party was not enthusiastic about the collaboration.

But when Xu Yang, following the sales pitch Luo Xiyuan had taught him, explained to the other party how the game would bring explosive user growth and increased activity to their platform, and that the Luo Group was willing to pay a "channel promotion fee" of up to three million, the other party's attitude immediately changed.

Three million!

In 2009, this was an absolute fortune for Xiaonei.com, which was still burning through cash.

Moreover, this game does look quite interesting.

The two sides hit it off.

Another half month passed, and on November 11, 2009, a day that later gained special significance among the Chinese people.

Happy Farm was quietly launched on the homepage of Renren.com.

There was no grand press conference, no overwhelming GG (Goblin) news.

There was only a small pop-up window that said, "Your crops are ripe, or they'll all be stolen!"

However, this tiny window acted like a spark that ignited a huge powder keg.

In the first hour, the number of registered users exceeded 10,000.

In the third hour, the number of registered users exceeded 100,000.

At midnight that night, just thirteen hours after its launch, the peak number of concurrent users reached an astonishing 200,000!

For the first time in history, the school's intranet servers have been rendered partially paralyzed due to a third-party application.

Xu Yang, far away in Shanghai, looked at the data curve in the background that was almost vertically rising, and was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

He immediately dialed Luo Xiyuan's number, his voice trembling.

"President Luo—we—we seem to have—made it."

On the other end of the phone, Luo Xiyuan's voice remained calm and undisturbed.

"Success? Mr. Xu, is there some misunderstanding in your understanding of success?"

"This is just the beginning."

"Is this just the beginning?"

Holding the phone, Xu Yang listened to Luo Xiyuan's calm, almost cold voice, and felt as if the flame of excitement that had just been ignited within him had been doused with a bucket of cold water from head to toe.

Two hundred thousand people were online at the same time!

This is a record-breaking achievement in the domestic web game industry!

But in her mouth, it was just a "beginning"?

"Mr. Luo, our servers are almost overloaded. The campus network is also being expanded at a frantic pace."

"This data has far exceeded all of our expectations," Xu Yang tried to explain.

"Tell me, how many users registered today?" Luo Xiyuan ignored his excitement and asked directly.

"The statistics were just released. As of midnight, we have 1.23 million newly registered users."

"What about paying users? How much revenue did they generate today?"

"This—not yet." Xu Yang's confidence immediately waned. "We haven't had time to launch the paid system yet."

"No income, and you call yourself successful?" Luo Xiyuan's tone suddenly turned cold. "Xu Yang, I invested five million in you, not so you could show me these empty numbers. What I want is money, profit! Do you understand?"

"I understand—I understand." A layer of cold sweat appeared on Xu Yang's forehead.

"How's the 'Payment System Design Proposal' I gave you before coming along?"

"It's almost done. It can be launched anytime."

"Then stop talking nonsense. Go live promptly at 9 AM tomorrow. Also, tell the tech department that no one is allowed to sleep tonight. Triple the server's capacity! If they don't have enough money, ask the campus network! Tell them this is a loan from me!"

"Also, have the marketing department contact Kaixin001 immediately. Tell them that if they don't integrate our game, they can expect to be completely left behind by Renren!"

Luo Xiyuan's instructions were clear and decisive, and were transmitted to her office in Shanghai via radio waves.

Xu Yang listened while taking notes, his palms sweating profusely.

He felt that he was not facing a fifteen-year-old girl, but a seasoned and decisive business queen.

"Did you understand?"

"Understood, Mr. Luo! I'll get on it right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Xu Yang let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had just fought a battle.

He turned to look at the pairs of equally excited eyes in the office and roared.

"Stop gloating! The boss has spoken! Tonight, we're working through the night! Tech department, expand the server capacity! Product department, the payment system is due at 9 AM tomorrow! Get moving!"

The next day, in Qinghe County, at the Luo family's residence.

Luo Xinde and Li Minxia noticed early in the morning that their daughter and son were behaving strangely.

The two people, each holding a laptop, sat on the sofa, staring at the screen without moving since 8:30 in the morning.

"Xiyuan, Awen, what are you looking at so intently?" Li Minxia came out of the kitchen carrying breakfast.

"Mom, stop arguing, I'm looking at the data," Luo Wen said without looking up.

"Data? What data?"

"Shh—" Luo Xiyuan made a shushing gesture, her eyes fixed on the time in the lower right corner of the screen.

Nine o'clock sharp.

Luo Xiyuan pressed the F5 refresh button.

A page for monitoring backend data popped up.

On the page, various data curves began to jump wildly.

Among them, the most eye-catching is a number that reads "Real-time Income".

Initially, the number was "0".

But soon, it began to change.

1 yuan.

10 yuan.

125 yuan.

The numbers are ticking away faster and faster.

It refreshes almost every second.

Luo Wen's small mouth opened into an "O" shape. He was responsible for recording the revenue growth every minute.

"Sis—first minute, income: three thousand six hundred yuan—"

"In the fifth minute, total revenue surpassed 20,000 —"

"In the tenth minute, total revenue surpassed 50,000!"

Luo Xinde and Li Minxia also came over, and both of them were dumbfounded when they saw the rapidly increasing numbers on the computer screen.

They couldn't understand the complex curves, but they could understand the number that represented "money".

"What is this?!" Li Minxia asked in a trembling voice.

"This is our game company's revenue for today." Luo Xiyuan's tone sounded calm, but her slightly trembling fingertips betrayed her inner excitement.

"Today's income?" Luo Xinde felt his throat was a little dry. "This—it's only been ten minutes! And you've already earned fifty thousand yuan?"

He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he must have seen wrong.

At its peak, their pork shop only made five or six thousand yuan a day. The net profit was less than two thousand yuan.

But now, this "broken game" in his eyes has earned him 50,000 in just ten minutes?

How...how is this possible?!

This isn't making money, it's printing money!

"Dad, Mom, don't get excited. This is just the beginning," Luo Xiyuan said, trying to remain calm.

But in reality, this data far exceeded her expectations.

She knew "Happy Farm" would be popular, but she didn't expect it to become popular so quickly and so fiercely!

It seems I underestimated the devastating impact of the "vegetable stealing" game on netizens whose spiritual lives were severely lacking at the time.

Time passed, second by second.

The numbers on the screen continued to soar wildly.

100,000!

Two hundred thousand!

Five hundred thousand!

By noon, the number had become a seven-digit figure that made Luo Xinde and Li Minxia feel a little suffocated.

1, 570, 000 yuan.

One million five hundred and seventy thousand.

In just one morning, in three hours, the income was 1.57 million.

Luo Xinde felt his legs were a little weak, so he held onto the sofa and slowly sat down.

Li Minxia kept pressing her hands to her chest to catch her breath, muttering, "My God—my God—"

They felt that the worldview they had built up over the course of their lives had been completely shattered at this moment.

They work hard, raising pigs and running factories, working from dawn till dusk every day, but at the end of the year, the money they earn is less than a fraction of what others make in a single morning.

Where can I even get justice for this?

"Sis—I—I'm having trouble keeping up with the numbers on the screen." Luo Wen's face flushed red with excitement and nervousness. For the first time, his mental arithmetic skills seemed to be struggling to keep up with the speed at which the numbers were flashing across the screen.

"No need to calculate anymore." Luo Xiyuan closed her laptop. "Today's income should easily exceed three million."

She stood up, stretched, and then smiled as she looked at her parents, who were frozen in shock.

"Dad, Mom, do you remember our bet?"

Luo Xinde mechanically raised his head and looked at his daughter.

"Now, do you still think I'm crazy for spending five million to buy this company?"

Luo Xinde opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

crazy?

He felt that his daughter hadn't gone mad.

This world has gone mad!

He suddenly remembered the number his daughter had mentioned earlier—one hundred million.

At the time, he thought it was a pipe dream.

But now, he suddenly felt that number wasn't so unattainable after all.

Perhaps even a bit conservative?

Just then, Luo Xinde's phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar Shanghai number.

He answered the call with a puzzled look.

"Hello, is this Luo Xinde, Chairman Luo?" A warm, slightly obsequious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, that's me. Who are you?"

"Oh, Mr. Luo! Hello! I'm Cheng, the CEO of Kaixin.com! I'm calling to discuss a collaboration with you! We hope to integrate your company's 'Happy Farm' into our platform as soon as possible! Name your price! As long as you agree, we can discuss anything!"

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