Returning to his senior year of high school, he went all in and made billions by buying at the botto

Chen Mo stayed in Kyoto for nearly a month.

For the first time this month, he didn't travel around much, spending most of his time between Yujintai and IFC.

The framework of Primordial II is more complicated than I imagined.

It sounds simple to say you don't handle funds, but when it comes down to it on paper, it's all about the details.

Account segregation, strategy tracking, risk control triggers, information permissions, boundaries of Hong Kong stock monitoring accounts, etc., each of these must be clearly stated.

Rules should not be too rigid, nor too flexible.

Chen Mo and Lu Zhilan's group held several small meetings.

The People's Bank of China, the National Social Security Fund, Central Huijin Investment Ltd., and China Investment Corporation each sent an execution team.

There aren't many of these people; they're tight-lipped, professional, and difficult to deal with.

Sometimes, a single rule about leaving the school can be discussed from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m.

The lunchboxes had gone cold by lunchtime, and the meeting room was still debating whether "three consecutive trading days" or "a total of five trading days" was more appropriate.

When Zhao Qiang came out after his first time sitting in on the proceedings, his face was completely blank.

"Mr. Chen."

He stood in the corridor and rubbed his temples.

"Now I realize how sloppy our meetings used to be."

Chen Mo felt helpless, but he could only try his best to cooperate.

The entire floor above Taichu Capital was also bought.

Independent access control, document room, meeting room, risk control room, and server room.

The walls were painted a clean grayish-white, and a small sign hung at the end of the corridor.

Primordial Strategy Research Department.

There was nothing that would lead outsiders to associate it with billions of dollars.

However, a closer look reveals that many people in police uniforms are on guard at key locations.

……

In the third week, Chen Mo took some time to visit Chen Jing.

Chen Jing treated him to rice noodles at a small shop near the school.

When Chen Mo sat down, the chair leg wobbled slightly.

Chen Jing broke the disposable chopsticks in half and handed them to him.

"Mr. Chen, is it still possible to eat at a place like this now?"

Chen Mo took the chopsticks.

"Sis, what you're saying sounds like you're trying to trick me."

"Are you still afraid of getting scammed?" Chen Jing glanced at him. "I heard you're going to Tsinghua University?"

"Um."

"My parents are overjoyed."

She lowered her head and stirred the chili oil in the bowl.

"I just feel like you're getting further and further away from us."

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then looked at his sister and said, "Sis, I'm just busy right now."

Chen Jing snorted: "Don't give me that. I'm not your parents, you can't fool me."

As she spoke, she picked up two slices of beef from her bowl and put them into Chen Mo's bowl.

"But if you don't tell me, I won't ask."

"But Xiao Mo, we will always be your family. No matter what you do in the future, we will support you!"

Chen Mo felt a pang of sadness, but forced himself to suppress his emotions: "I know."

Chen Jing added another sentence.

"Also, don't bully girls."

These words completely extinguished the emotions that Chen Mo had just been building up.

"Sis, what are you talking about? I've only just turned 18!"

"A woman's intuition."

Chen Jing slowly ate a bite of rice noodles.

"There's definitely more than one pretty girl around you right now."

Chen Mo remained silent for two seconds.

"The rice noodles are quite delicious."

"Trying to change the subject, huh?"

"Boss, another serving of beef."

Chen Jing looked at him and laughed in exasperation.

"When Zhixia comes back, I'll tell her you're always flirting with other women."

"I'm innocent, sister!"

"Wait, what does my womanizing have to do with her? You're kidding me!"

"You think you can hide it from me? It's okay, you chat with her every day, don't you?"

"I'm showing my concern for you through her!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

……

Mid-April.

The initial framework for Taichu II has finally been finalized.

With independent accounts and escrow pathways completed, the first batch of execution teams has entered trial operation.

The four characters "internal defense and external attack" written by Chen Mo were placed on the first page of the strategy framework.

At the same time, another name had already caused a sensation outside.

Douyin.

It has been online for less than a month.

From the initial spread of campus invitation codes, to the explosion of university challenge competitions, and then to the nationwide frenzy of young people filming it.

Its growth curve looks like it's been set on fire.

It ranked number one on the app store's free app chart.

Photography and video are ranked first.

It ranks first in social media popularity.

"Three-second transformation", "dormitory relay dance", "city street photography challenge", "couple misaligned shooting" - a template went viral, and immediately tens of thousands of people followed suit.

For the first time, young people discovered that they could create music videos with their phones.

What's even more frightening is the recommendation.

After you finish one, there's always another one.

The next one always makes you want to look at it for just three more seconds.

Then three seconds turned into three minutes.

Three minutes turned into half an hour.

Zhang Nan's phone rang non-stop from morning till night.

Server expansion, content moderation, music copyright, campus operations, and creator incentives.

Every day brings new problems.

But every day, the data is skyrocketing.

Toutiao was the first to feel the pressure.

Zhang Ming looked at Douyin's retention data during the internal meeting and remained silent for a long time.

An executive whispered, "Mr. Zhang, our own traffic has also been siphoned off by Douyin."

Zhang Ming pushed up his glasses.

"nonsense."

"I was sucked away too."

No one in the meeting room dared to laugh.

Zhang Ming chuckled to himself.

"This stuff is extremely poisonous."

It's so potent that even platforms like Toutiao, which excel at algorithmic recommendations, are starting to feel the pressure.

Investors from all over the country quickly followed suit.

Sequoia Capital, IDG Capital, Matrix Partners China, Legend Capital, Qiming Venture Partners.

Several partners from US dollar funds contacted Douyin Group almost simultaneously.

Some people flew directly to the provincial capital.

Someone was blocking the area downstairs from Douyin's office building.

Some people even went around to Zhang Ming's side, trying to find out about the shareholding structure.

Everyone realized it.

A phenomenal application has suddenly emerged.

……

Kyoto.

IFC (International Finance Centre)

When Chen Mo received Zhang Ming's call, he was reviewing the first week's trial operation report of Taichu No. 2.

Zhang Ming's voice sounded a little tired.

"Mr. Chen, there are too many investors."

"Can't hold on any longer?"

"It's not that we can't hold on."

Zhang Ming gave a wry smile.

"If they don't set rules, they can block the provincial capital office."

Chen Mo put down the report.

"What does Mr. Zhang think?"

"Let's start a round."

Zhang Ming said, "Series A funding."

"The valuation cannot be low."

"Of course it can't be low."

Zhang Ming spoke very seriously.

"Douyin's current speed is no longer that of an ordinary tool product. I suggest you place an order in the western province."

Chen Mo glanced out the window. "Okay."

He closed the file.

"You buy the plane tickets, I want to fly first class."

Before Zhang Ming could speak, Chen Mo hung up the phone.

Zhang Ming was so angry he almost smashed his phone on his desk.

This kid thinks I'm his assistant?!

However, despite his cursing, his actions betrayed him as he opened the airline's booking page.

After all, Chen Mo had essentially given him a ride on this trip.

……

in the afternoon.

The two arrived at Kyoto Airport on time.

When Zhang Ming arrived, he was carrying a laptop bag, and his glasses were slightly askew.

The first thing he said to Chen Mo was, "President Chen, you've become even more handsome."

Chen Mo looked at Zhang Ming in surprise, never expecting that an engineering student could speak.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Ming adjusted his glasses: "Of course."

But she couldn't help pinching herself. She had promised herself she wouldn't give him a friendly look when she came over!

It's all because this kid has such a strong aura.

Chen Mo smiled, and the two went through security and entered the VIP lounge.

Throughout the journey, Zhang Ming's phone was ringing almost non-stop.

Zhang Nan is urging the server to be updated, while the legal department is urging the investment agreement framework to be updated.

Lin Wan sent over a list of investment institutions.

Several fund partners somehow obtained his private number and immediately said, "Mr. Zhang, we are very interested in Douyin."

When Zhang Ming received the third call, he immediately put his phone on silent.

He rubbed his temples.

"I used to think that running Toutiao was noisy enough."

Chen Mo picked up a bottle of water.

"Do you regret it now?"

"I regret not doing it sooner."

After Zhang Ming finished speaking, he laughed at himself.

Douyin's data is so impressive that even when he's busy, he can't bear to complain for too long.

The boarding announcement came on.

The two walked toward the boarding gate.

Xu Qing was standing at the entrance to first class.

Her makeup was lighter than last time, and her figure, encased in her uniform, was shapely, with the name tag on her chest reflecting a bit of light.

She was visibly taken aback when she saw Chen Mo.

The next second, his eyes lit up.

"Mr. Chen."

The voice was clearly filled with pleasure.

"I never expected to run into you again."

Chen Mo glanced at her.

Good afternoon, Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat; President Chen had actually called her by her name.

Zhang Ming stood to the side, his gaze sweeping over Xu Qing's face before turning to Chen Mo.

He didn't speak, but his expression was subtle.

Chen Mo pretended not to see it.

Xu Qing quickly adjusted her posture and stepped aside to guide the conversation.

"Please, both of you."

Chen Mo sat by the window.

Zhang Ming, sitting next to him, had just fastened his seatbelt when he said in a low voice, "President Chen, your business is quite extensive. I really envy you young people."

"What did Mr. Zhang say?"

"It's nothing."

Zhang Ming turned on his computer.

"I said Douyin's financing plan is quite complicated."

Chen Mo smiled and ignored him.