Chapter 101: E-commerce Ma's little thoughts, commemorating the breakthrough of human limits

Chapter 101: E-commerce Ma's little thoughts, commemorating the breakthrough of human limits

Late at night in Hangzhou, the Ali headquarters is still brightly lit.

After Zhang Yong finished reporting his work to the man opposite him, he suddenly mentioned Chen Yansen and Fox Tao.

"People below were very dissatisfied. Even Hu Zhilong wanted to find an excuse to block FoxTao's CPS interface and account."

Zhang Yong shook his head, obviously disagreeing with this approach.

"What do you think of Yitao's East Evil?" Ma Liyun turned around and looked at Zhang Yong.

Dongxie is the nickname of Wu Ming, the person in charge of Yitao. Yitao and Foxtao have the same model, both are shopping guide e-commerce platforms, but one is Ali's biological son and the other is his godson.

In terms of profit model and marketing plan, Juhuasuan and Yitao are both copying FoxTao. The key is that these bastards are cursing while copying.

"The attitude is similar to Hu Zhilong's." Zhang Yong laughed awkwardly, feeling moved to tears by the stupidity of his men.

In fact, these people are not stupid, they are just bad, they just have different positions. In their opinion, they have to start with the alliance policy and kill the fox.

"How much GMV did FoxTao contribute to Taobao last year?" Ma Liyun asked with a smile, thoughtfully.

"620 million. But it has received 560 million in funding from Penguin, IDG and Thinking Capital. With Chen Yansen's radical personality, I estimate that FoxTao's daily active users can be doubled in half a year. I predict that the total sales in 2011 will exceed 6 billion."

Zhang Yong raised his head, closed his eyes, recalled the data, and spoke slowly.

"In 2010, it was 1.5 per thousand. According to your logic, in 2011 it was 1 per cent. It may not seem like a large amount, but as more and more shopping guide e-commerce players enter the market, the GMV share will also increase."

Ma Liyun's words have made clear to Zhang Yong his attitude towards FoxTao and shopping guide websites.

"Ali Alliance brought 17% of the group's sales last year. We cannot suppress shopping guides, but must vigorously support them."

Zhang Yong said with a smile.

He knew clearly that once Ali used his referee status to restrict the development of shopping guide e-commerce, capital would force them to switch to self-operation.

Even though Ali is the only dominant player in the e-commerce field, it also understands the principle that too many ants can kill an elephant. It doesn't require much thought to decide whether to make friends or opponents.

For Ma Liyun and Ali, with the help of shopping guide websites such as FoxTao, they will be able to tell more stories to investors in the Lighthouse Country and strive for a higher market value after launching their IPO plans in the future.

Wu Ming of Yitao and Hu Zhilong of Ali Alliance opposed it because Fox Tao stole their business.

These workers only care about their own KPI.

"Tell Hu Zhilong that he must fully cooperate with FoxTao's channel business in the future."

After thinking it over, Ma Liyun made the decision.

In 2011, he planned to support shopping guides and strive to increase the group's annual GMV to over one trillion yuan within two years.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yong nodded. He and Ma Liyun agreed on this issue.

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The next morning.

Chen Yansen drove Chen Guobin to Beishan Cemetery with the trunk filled with paper money and firecrackers.

Kneeling in front of his mother's tombstone, Chen Yansen muttered: "When you have time, please send a dream to Old Chen and ask him to find me a stepmother while he is still young. Otherwise, when he gets old, I won't be bothered to take care of him."

"My son is making money now. I will pick a good day after the New Year to buy you a bigger room. There will be a river in front, a mountain behind, and pine and cypress trees planted on both sides..."

Chen Guobin's mouth twitched as he listened to his son's incoherent eulogy. He took several deep breaths before he recovered.

"We haven't met each other, so I don't know what kind of daughter-in-law you like. But don't worry, I'll date one of each type. If you like any one, just tell me in your dream."

Chen Yansen is still talking nonsense.

"Get out of my way! Don't disturb your mother here." Chen Guobin finally couldn't help it and kicked Chen Yansen on the butt, driving him aside.

He was really afraid that if Chen Yansen said a few more words, his wife would crawl out from underground.

Chen Yansen patted his buttocks and didn't bother with Chen Guobin. He threw down the stack of paper money and told Lao Chen: "Burn more for my mother."

Chen Guobin rolled his eyes at him, picked up the gold paper and paper money, and burned them in bundles, muttering, "Huizhen, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. In this life, I only like you."

Chen Yansen frowned and took several steps back when he heard Lao Chen's sour words.

He was very familiar with the following process. Ten minutes later, Lao Chen began to cry. After thirty minutes, he burst into tears. After an hour, Lao Chen would wipe away his tears and urge him to go home.

It has been like this for more than ten years, and he is tired of it.

Seeing that Lao Chen was getting into the mood, Chen Yansen turned back to the car, turned on the heater, took out his cell phone and started teasing the girl.

"Brother Yansen, when will you come to my house for dinner?" At this time, a text message popped up.

"In a few days." Chen Yansen simply replied, then switched the page back to WeChat.

As soon as this app was launched, he pulled Mengjie and Song Yuncheng over to join the app. There was no other way, as Lei Jun had invested all his money in the research and development and production of Xiaomi mobile phones. MiTalk often had network anomalies, which seriously affected his experience in picking up girls.

Although Zihao's mother is a good cook, when he thought of Wang Ziyan, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​eating for free.

An hour later, Chen Guobin vented his emotions and sat quietly in the passenger seat.

Chen Yansen drove him to the door of the bookstore, then turned the car around and drove to the Dongjindu Bridge.

From a distance, I could see Wang Zihao and his father, wrapped in thick down jackets, sitting on a small stool on the shore, holding fishing rods in their hands, staring at the float.

"Uncle Wang! Long time no see. You look a lot rounder now."

Chen Yansen stepped forward and joked.

"Wow! You've grown taller again. You're almost half a head taller than Zihao. Not bad." Wang Zhanjun turned his head and praised with a smile.

Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao are childhood friends and he often went to his house for meals since they were young.

Usually in this kind of situation, you either make a friend or an enemy, and Chen Yansen is obviously the former.

In the previous life, he almost took away Lao Wang’s precious daughter.

Wang Zhanjun has been a soldier and fought on the battlefield, so he naturally doesn't care about a few meals. He even gives Chen Yansen red envelopes during festivals.

"I heard from Zihao that you helped him make a lot of money. I don't know much about business, so I can't give you any advice, but you have to be cautious in everything and be brave enough to fight when you get an opportunity."

Wang Zhanjun patted Chen Yansen on the shoulder and gave him gentle instructions.

"I know, don't worry." Chen Yansen smiled, took out a fishing rod from the equipment box, and joined the fishing team.

The three of them sat by the river, chatting and enjoying the cool breeze.

Chen Yansen then realized that his 2.63cm tall physique was really not to be underestimated. Even with the cold wind blowing, he didn't feel anything at all.

"Tomorrow morning I have an appointment with some old friends to go swimming in the winter. Do you two want to join us?"

Wang Zhanjun asked suddenly.

"Dad, I'll just take part in the second game." Wang Zihao said with a chuckle.

He really couldn't bear to go swimming in winter. Only retired soldiers like Wang Zhanjun liked to torture themselves without considering their age.

Wang Zihao thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to persuade him out loud for fear of being beaten.

The so-called second game is to go to Qipan Street to drink beef soup, buy some delicious braised dishes, and drink some morning wine to warm the body.

Wang Zhanjun saw that his own son was not supportive, so he turned to look at his 'godson'.

"Uncle Wang, I have to visit a classmate's house tomorrow." Chen Yansen didn't want to suffer in such a cold weather, so he quickly found an excuse to shirk.

"What a coincidence?" Wang Zhanjun didn't believe it.

"We made the appointment yesterday." Chen Yansen said seriously.

"Brother Sen, you're not going to Mengjie's house, are you?" Wang Zihao's eyes lit up, and the fire of gossip burned fiercely.

"Oh, your girlfriend?" Wang Zhanjun understood immediately and said, "Bring her to me next time."

"Dad, the one you've seen is the tomboy in our class." Wang Zihao said with a grin.

"Ah!?" Wang Zhanjun was stunned. He didn't have a deep impression of their classmates, but the girl with short hair was the only one he had met once, but he remembered her for several years.

So special!

At that time, Mengjie was holding a table leg and chasing a boy to beat him up!

"Xiao Sen, Uncle Wang told you to be manly before, but he didn't tell you to find a girlfriend who is so manly."

Wang Zhanjun frowned, thought about it, and advised carefully.

"Uncle Wang, that was in the past. Let me show you what Mengjie looks like now."

Chen Yansen took out his cell phone, found a photo of Meng Jie and handed it to Wang Zhanjun.

"Hey! Is this that tomboy? Oh, you know what, they really look alike. Girls really change a lot when they grow up, haha..." Wang Zhanjun looked at the phone and laughed.

"You kid should learn from this. When I was your age, I had killed several Annan monkeys. But you don't even have a girlfriend."

After Wang Zhanjun finished laughing, he looked at Wang Zihao standing beside him and scolded him with a look of disgust on his face.

"Uncle Wang, you don't know, Zihao..." Chen Yansen was just about to give Wang Zihao some secrets and tell him the story of him and Teacher Liu.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zihao didn't even want the fishing rod, and rushed over like an arrow. His speed was totally inconsistent with his body size, and he quickly covered Chen Yansen's mouth.

Wang Zihao looked at Chen Yansen, his eyes full of desire to survive, and he almost knelt down and called him daddy.

"What's wrong with Zihao?" Wang Zhanjun asked with a smile. He noticed something.

"It's nothing, Zihao just met a girl he liked, who is a little older." Chen Yansen looked at Wang Zihao with a smile and spoke ambiguously on purpose.

"Junior or senior? A girl in the junior year is a treasure. Your mother is two years older than me, so it doesn't matter..." Wang Zhanjun said with a smile.

"Ouch! I caught a fish!"

Before Wang Zhanjun finished speaking, he felt movement on the fishing rod and quickly lifted it up happily.

After an afternoon, the sun was halfway down and the sky was getting gloomy and cold. The three of them walked back with a few palm-sized crucian carps.

"Will you have a drink with me tonight?" Wang Zhanjun asked.

"Let's eat outside and let the boss process the fish." Chen Yansen said first. Anyway, he was not going to Wang Zihao's house.

"Well, that's fine." Without thinking much, Wang Zhanjun stuffed the tools into the electric bike, let Wang Zihao ride behind, and he got on Chen Yansen's BMW.

The three of them entered the old town, found a familiar restaurant, ordered a few hot dishes and dumplings, and ate them with hearty mouthfuls.

Chen Yansen looked at Wang Zihao, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Mr. Chen also has his regrets. He did not feel much fatherly love from Old Chen. When he was a child, he only remembered that Old Chen kicked him.

Although Zihao is a little stupid, his parents are there, they are tolerant and understanding towards their child, and the family atmosphere is very good.

Unlike Chen Guobin, who only has three things in his life: running a bookstore, beating his children, and thinking about his wife.

In the next few days, Chen Yansen completely relaxed. During this time, he went to Mengjie's house for a meal and accompanied Wang Zhanjun and others in the Dongfei River to fish for crickets several times.

As a result, he was fine, but Zhan Jun and those old comrades were shivering with cold. They didn't want to lose face in front of the younger generation, so they said: The winter in Chunshen is really cold this year. It was not like this in previous years. I was not like this before, when I was in the army, when I was young, and so on.

Chen Yansen smiled and didn't take it seriously.

The twenty-ninth day of the lunar year happens to be February 1st.

FoxTao's February salary arrived on time, and more than a hundred reminder messages came one after another, blocking Chen Yansen's sight.

In just a few minutes, 148 more strands of humanitarian flame were added, including wages, commissions, five social insurances and one housing fund, housing subsidies and transportation subsidies. This is also the core reason why he is keen on increasing benefits for employees.

"Improve spirit or physique?" Chen Yansen hesitated for a second.

He immediately added all his humanitarian energy to his physique, and first improved the properties of his kidneys to the maximum.

This time the feeling was even more intense. In an instant, Chen Yansen felt that his muscles, bones, and flesh were contracting, tightening and relaxing, like breathing.

But after looking closely, I felt that it was just an illusion.

After the reaction to the increase in orders subsided, Chen Yansen had a completely different feeling this time. He could clearly see the price lists of the shops across the street, and he could hear even the slightest sounds around him.

"Since there is a talent column on the panel, it means that the current points added are not enough. I have to continue to make money and pursue my career."

Chen Yansen put his hands on his waist and thought secretly.

In the physical fitness column of the panel, the value changed from 2.63 to 4.11. In the following days, he tested his strength, speed, reaction and endurance, and each indicator was beyond the scope of ordinary people.

It only takes him 7.6 seconds to sprint 100 meters, leaving Bolt behind as the fastest creature on land.

Standing at the intersection, he could see the couplet on the West Lake Gate. The two points were 800 meters apart, and he could even see the trajectory of a hummingbird's flapping wings clearly.

It takes 10 hours of continuous high-intensity exercise to consume only half of your physical strength.

He can deadlift over 700 kilograms and even drag a Chevrolet Spark on the roadside with one hand.

"4.1 is so amazing. If it increases to 100, 1,000, 10,000, or even 100,000, 1 million, or 10 million, wouldn't I become an immortal?"

Chen Yansen recorded various data in the notebook, stared at it for a while, and then crossed out all of them.

(End of this chapter)

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