Chapter 290: Mr. Chen who doesn't like to listen to stories! At dusk and in the evening, Mr. Liu is bored!

"Boss, do you want to go up and sit down?"

At No. 24, Bianhe Middle Road, at the gate of Longdeyuan Community, Ye Qiuping's eyes moved as if containing a pool of autumn water, and she looked at Chen Yansen with a burning gaze and asked.

Just do it! "Xiao Li, pick me up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Chen Yansen ordered the driver.

"Okay, boss." Xiao Li was very frugal with his words.

Faced with a monthly base salary of 16,000 yuan plus various benefits and bonuses, he has already become "deaf, dumb and blind" at such a young age.

Ye Qiuping rented a house with three bedrooms, a living room and three bathrooms. The two took the elevator to the 24th floor.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened. It was designed to accommodate two households per elevator. Ye Qiuping's shoe rack was placed at the door, and a pair of super cute pink slippers were scattered on the floor mat.

Ye Qiuping bent down, took out a pair of brand new sandals from the shoe cabinet, half-knelt in front of Chen Yansen, helped him take off his leather shoes and socks, and then put on slippers.

Chen Yansen looked down at Ye Qiuping and enjoyed her service.

A patch of white was squeezed and deformed, and when she stood up, it began to tremble visibly.

Ye Qiuping took out the key, opened the door, and waited for Chen Yansen to enter the room before she followed him in.

The house is exquisitely decorated and spacious. The last time I came, I only spent the whole night on the sofa and didn't even go to Ye Qiuping's bedroom.

"Let me pour you some tea." Ye Qiuping was busy running around like a personal secretary or a considerate older sister.

Chen Yansen walked to the sofa and sat down. He scanned the room with his spiritual sense but did not find any probes or the like.

There was no way. He knew Ye Qiuping too well. In terms of cunning and scheming, she was just as good as him.

After all, one is the 'master' and the other is the apprentice, and the means of manipulating people's hearts are of the same origin.

The night view outside the window is brilliant, the cool breeze carries the hustle and bustle of the city, and makes the wind chimes on the balcony ring crisply.

"Eight Treasure Tea, a specialty of my hometown." Ye Qiuping brought a cup of warm tea and handed it to the tea table in front of Chen Yansen.

Floating in the golden tea soup are monk fruit, American ginseng, licorice, red dates, raisins, and wolfberries...

Why put wolfberry? Who are you looking down on? "Didn't you go home for the Spring Festival last year?" Chen Yansen leaned back and lay on the sofa, asking casually.

How does he know?

Ye Qiuping was full of doubts, but she didn't show any of them. She just said calmly, "There's no one left in my hometown."

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, the corners of her mouth were turned down, and her expression of sadness flashed across her face, which could easily impress a twenty-year-old boy.

"Where are your family members?" Chen Yansen asked deliberately, holding back his laughter.

He could recite Ye Qiuping's routine with his eyes closed, so he just played with her out of boredom.

"Alas, they are all dead." Ye Qiuping sighed and sat down next to Chen Yansen. She put her fair and round hands on his thighs and rubbed them back and forth like a kitten.

"Oh." Chen Yansen responded, and then nothing else happened.

Ye Qiuping was stunned when she saw this, and couldn't help cursing inwardly: I have been brewing my emotions for half a day, and you just give me an "oh"?

Normally, shouldn't they ask about my family situation? Ye Qiuping had prepared all the "stories", but the audience just didn't take the bait and instead had a nonchalant expression.

"Don't you want to hear my story?" Ye Qiuping lowered her eyebrows, her eyes immediately turned red, and a mist appeared out of nowhere.

Tsk tsk, this is a real veteran actor! Chen Yansen commented to himself, feeling no emotion at all, and even wanting to laugh, so he replied, "I was born not to like listening to stories."

Damn it! I can't eat anything!

Ye Qiuping looked helpless. She finally understood that her rank and skills were too low in front of Chen Yansen.

Ye Qiuping suddenly felt discouraged, her shoulders drooped, and she had to give up her original plan and take the initiative: "Do you like telling stories? I want to hear about Mr. Chen's entrepreneurial experience."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly after I finish taking a shower."

Chen Yansen raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Qiuping and said jokingly.

Ye Qiuping understood immediately, her pretty face slightly blushed, and she subconsciously clamped her legs together. Then she took a few deep breaths to clear her mind of the messy thoughts.

"I didn't lie to you. I really got admitted to Yanjing University of Information Science and Technology, but someone else got in under my name. She stole my college life, so I stole her degree."

Ye Qiuping smiled bitterly, a sense of brokenness emerged on her face, and the look in her eyes was half true and half false, making it difficult to read.

Chen Yansen sneered secretly, picked up Ye Qiuping and walked straight into the bathroom.

He was just here to do something, not to listen to stories! Guess? Guess bullshit! Mr. Chen never enters the lives of beautiful girls, only...

Ye Qiuping was slightly stunned, and instantly lost all her means and strength. This man was such a villain.

The capture plan completely failed!

She wanted to tell her whole story and win Chen Yansen's sympathy, and then use her advantages in work ability, appearance, figure and posture to win Chen Yansen over in one fell swoop.

But this kid Chen Yansen doesn't look like a 20-year-old young man at all. He doesn't have any of the excellent qualities of his peers, such as impulsiveness, gullibility, and kindness.

Ye Qiuping was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but this emotion only lasted for a few minutes before it was replaced by a joy that struck her soul.

“Twenty years old, big man, handsome, good figure, worth tens of billions, no need to pay a penny, I won’t suffer any loss!”

Ye Qiuping bit her lip, breathing disorderly and thinking wildly.

The wind chimes on the balcony swayed in the wind, and the wind chime tubes constantly hit the wind chime pieces, making a humming sound.

Two hours later, Ye Qiuping lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Yansen sat on the sofa, feeling refreshed, and used his spiritual sense to carefully check Ye Qiuping's belongings.

ID card, graduation certificate, degree certificate, copy of China Higher Education Student Information and Career Center, bank card, suit, evening gown, suspenders... Hey, why is there a T-back? Teacher Ye is indeed the one.

Except for the ID card, most of the documents are probably fake.

He barely believed a single punctuation mark in Ye Qiuping's words.

For a moment, Chen Yansen couldn't sleep, so he took out his cell phone to chat with Mengjie.

"Aren't you at 0418?" Mengjie asked.

"Ma Wenteng has come to Xucheng and is entertaining people in the evening." Chen Yansen replied.

"Penguin boss Ma Wenteng?" Meng Jie confirmed again.

"Yeah, send me a photo. Mr. Chen is eating vegetarian tonight. Just look at his legs." Chen Yansen joked.

"I won't send it." Meng Jie lay on the bed in the dormitory, smiling slightly.

Two minutes later, after waiting for no reply, she immediately reacted, rolled her eyes, took a photo of her calves and sent it.

Chen Yansen replied immediately, adding a comment: "It's beautiful, I love it."

Meng Jie narrowed her eyes and chuckled, cursing, "You pervert!"

After teasing Mengjie, Chen Yansen opened Song Yuncheng’s dialog box.

“Go eat crawfish after get off work?”

“You’re not in the company?”

"Drink less. If you come back early, I'll go to 0418 to make you some sobering tea."

Three consecutive unread messages.

Chen Yansen leaned against the head of the bed, reached his hand into the air-conditioned quilt, grabbed a hamburger doll with his left hand, and called Song Yuncheng with his right hand.

When you are on the phone, your hands should not be idle.

Ye Qiuping moaned in her sleep, unaware of anything.

"Is the drinking party over? I heard that Mr. Ma from Penguin is here. Will he come to visit Pinbei tomorrow? Should we prepare in advance?"

As soon as Song Yuncheng answered the phone, he started talking about work.

"Pony is going to the Science Park tomorrow morning. I have told Huang Zheng about it. The press conference will be in the afternoon, so there is no conflict in schedule."

Chen Yansen replied.

"Are you in the sky garden?" Song Yuncheng asked again.

"Checking on him?" Chen Yansen frowned and asked back in an unpleasant tone.

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"No, I'm just concerned about where Mr. Chen sleeps at night. Didn't you say last time that you were not used to sleeping alone? Can I go find you?" Song Yuncheng said with a smile.

Chen Yansen glanced at Ye Qiuping next to him and replied calmly: "No, it's too late, I will go back tomorrow. I have been sleeping alone since I was a child, and I am used to it."

"Then you should go to bed early. Drink more water after drinking. Call me if you feel uncomfortable." Song Yuncheng advised with concern.

"Um."

Chen Yansen replied and immediately hung up the phone.

Many people couldn't sleep that night.

Chen Yizhou was wondering whether Chen Yansen's non-answering of the phone was a delaying tactic or he had already given up on the plan to acquire Nuomi.com.

Are they really going to sell Nuomi.com for 160 million US dollars?

Chen Yizhou opened the financial weekly report, took a look at it, and couldn't help feeling a headache.

Meituan, Lashou, Dianping, Nuomi and WoWotuan are the five major platforms fighting each other, and Kuaipao is standing next to them, eyeing them covetously.

In order to compete for the market and traffic, everyone can only grit their teeth and continue to make losses. Whoever can hold on to the end will become the ultimate winner of the Thousand Groups War.

But no one can say for sure whether this process will take one, two, three or five years.

With a huge loss of 30 to 40 million US dollars a year, Chen Yizhou is now just like Wang Xin, who sold Xiaonei.com to him six years ago.

Firstly, there is great pressure from market competition, and secondly, there is a shortage of funds and venture capitalists are unwilling to pay.

Either raise funds or sell, there is no third way!

Qiandu gave up on Nuomi and turned around to buy Lashou.com, which not only failed his plan, but also gave Nuomi a more powerful enemy.

He doesn't want to play in this group buying market for even a day longer.

Originally, his psychological bottom line was 200 million US dollars. After some negotiation, he quietly lowered the price by 40 million US dollars, which was equal to Chen Yansen’s first offer.

The other side.

Liu Qiangdong, who is also in Yanjing, is also very upset. The company's reputation as the second largest e-commerce company has fallen. Under the pressure from Taobao and Pinbei, and the competition from Suning, Gome and Yixun, Yidong's daily sales have fallen to around 400 million.

Although the sales performance seems good, but the insiders know their own business. It is all driven by large-value coupons such as '199-150', '2000-500' and '5000-800'.

The IPO plan was thwarted, financing was not going smoothly, and under the multi-party attack from competing products such as Taobao and Pinbei, Liu Qiangdong couldn't help but sigh: I have it so hard.

Fortunately, he grabbed a life-saving straw in time! As long as he can take over the first-level traffic entrance of QQ and WeChat, not to mention surpassing the daily activity and sales of Pinbei, at least in terms of financing, Yidong will not be as passive as it is now.

He looked for investors both at home and abroad, but when they heard about Dong's revenue, cash flow and market share, they all shook their heads and refused.

In the eyes of investors, Yidong's model is too heavy and does not look like an Internet company at all. It has a heavy burden, poor stress resistance and slow development.

It took Pinbei less than a year to surpass Dongfang, which is enough to prove that the Amazon model may not work in China.

"Boss, are you still off work?"

At this time, Zhuang Yujia, the purchasing and sales director of small household appliances, saw Liu Qiangdong with a frown when passing by the office.

"Aren't you off work too?" Liu Qiangdong put away his heavy expression and asked with a smile.

"I made drunken crabs and pickled edamame." Zhuang Yujia looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she mustered up the courage to ask.

The implication is self-evident.

"Okay, let's do it at your place." Liu Qiangdong picked up his coat and wanted to relax. He had been under too much pressure recently and urgently needed to release some pressure.

The two men came to the underground garage, got in the same car, and drove towards a commercial complex.

at the same time.

In a private room of a club in Shanghai, Chen Dejun and Yu Weijiao were scolding Ma Liyun rudely to the air.

"It seems that Ali is really out of money!" After scolding for a few minutes, Yu Weijiao spread his hands, as if he had accepted his fate.

Yuantong Express's daily parcel volume is only 600,000 parcels. STO Express is slightly better than it, but not much better, barely maintaining 800,000 parcels.

The investment promised by Ma Liyun has not yet been received! Yu Weijiao believes that Ali has invested more than 7 billion US dollars in the operation of buying back Yahoo shares, and it is normal that it cannot come up with the money.

"No money? He just doesn't want to give us money!"

Chen Dejun snorted coldly and continued, "Ali invested 96 million US dollars in Kuaidi Dache's Series B financing. It is said that when Ma Liyun communicated with Fosun Group and Fuchun Group, he revealed that the initial investment scale of Cainiao Logistics was 5 billion yuan, and Ali would pay half of the money."

"Really?" Yu Weijiao stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, and asked aggressively.

"Do I need to lie to you?" Chen Dejun bit the cigar and took a deep puff. Under the effect of nicotine, the irritability in his heart was relieved.

"Fuck! The e-commerce guy Ma is so cunning. He even sells fake goods. How can he be trustworthy?"

Yu Weijiao stood in front of Chen Dejun, pacing back and forth anxiously, greeting Ma Liyun's entire family.

But he changed his mind, slapped his head, and asked in confusion: "Since he has money, why doesn't he want to pay?"

"Why else? When we are half dead, just buy us out at a low price."

Chen Dejun shook his head and thought: Yu Weijiao is usually smart, but when something big happens, his true nature is exposed.

"It's better to sell it to Senlian than to Ali. Chen Yansen is a real villain, and Ma Liyun is a hypocrite." Yu Weijiao sat down and drank the wine glass in one gulp.

"Chen Yansen has treated us so badly, are you willing to accept this?" Chen Dejun put down his cigar, as if he was asking Yu Weijiao, or as if he was asking himself.

"Is it important?" Yu Weijiao raised his head and asked with a wry smile.

"Let's go find Chen Yansen together. We can increase our bargaining chips together. What do you think?"

Chen Dejun suggested.

"No problem." Yu Weijiao was silent for a long time, then nodded heavily, his eyes red. He felt extremely sad that he could only give away all his hard work of more than ten years.

(End of this chapter)