Chapter 166 Don’t Change! This is the feeling I want (Subscribe)
Chen Yansen directly handed Yunsu Express over to Liao Wei for operation.
If Liao Wei still can't make Yunsu successful when there is sufficient capital and no need to worry about profitability, he will kick Liao Wei out of Yunsu without hesitation.
Before leaving get off work.
Chen Yansen opened the data backend to check Pinbei’s sales data.
The number of orders on that day was nearly 3 million, and the sales volume was 230 million. Judging from the growth trend, the growth rate has shown signs of slowing down.
After all, there are currently few merchants on Pinbei and user choices are limited, so we need to speed up the entry of branded and white-label merchants and expand the scale.
Then, he logged into the merchant CRM database to check out the new brands that had recently entered the market: GXG, Koukoufu, Lin’s Wood Industry, Supor, Vatti, OPPO, Hansu, etc.
The brands that have settled in are concentrated in sub-categories such as clothing, nuts, and small household appliances.
Chen Yansen was a little surprised to see Lin's Wood Industry, OPPO, and Vatti move in. Then he looked at the person in charge of the investment promotion and it was indeed Song Yuncheng.
These are the merchant resources she has accumulated on FoxTao. She was able to bring them to Pinbei, on the one hand because of her ability, and on the other hand because Pinbei's sales performance impressed the brand.
Chen Yansen thought about it and called Song Yuncheng to contact Li Wanqiang of Xiaomi to invite Xiaomi to join Pinbei.
"I talked to Li Wanqiang before, and he said Xiaomi adopts an Internet direct sales model and does not use third-party platforms."
Song Yuncheng explained.
In fact, at that time, Xiaomi had no third-party sales channels except for sales in Xiaomi Mall, and even Taobao and Yidong were not present.
"Is that so? Then forget it." Chen Yansen responded.
In his opinion, Xiaomi is not indispensable.
From the perspective of platform positioning, the mid- and low-end models of OPPO, Meizu, Coolpad, and ZTE are more in line with the tone of Pinbei.
"Have you had dinner? I want to treat you to a meal." Song Yuncheng heard that Chen Yansen was about to hang up the phone, so he hurriedly asked.
"Won the lottery?" Chen Yansen was stunned and asked with a smile.
Song Yuncheng had indeed invited him to dinner before, but he was forced to do so. Today was the first time he took the initiative to ask for it.
"No, I just want to thank you." Song Yuncheng stood on the balcony with his mobile phone in his hand, looking at the office on the fifth floor opposite.
After becoming the key account director of Pinbei, when she communicated with her subordinates from Taobao, Yidong and No.1 Store, she realized that what Chen Yansen taught her were all practical knowledge about the industry and the workplace.
She originally thought she was not qualified for the position of director, but she found out that the negotiation skills and problem-solving abilities of these e-commerce giants were not as good as hers half a year ago.
Only then did Song Yuncheng realize that the methodology that Chen Yansen seemed to speak casually was actually extremely valuable.
"Didn't you thank me last night at 0418?" Chen Yansen walked to the window, waved at Song Yuncheng opposite him, and teased with a sly smile.
"Chen Yansen, how dare you mention this? You are a man who doesn't keep his word!" Song Yuncheng's cheeks flushed as he cursed angrily.
"Meet on the first floor."
Chen Yansen hung up the phone with a smile and walked out of the office.
When passing by the Finance Department, he saw Mengjie still concentrating on organizing data at her workstation. He did not go up to disturb her and went straight into the elevator.
When they reached the first floor, Chen Yansen got into the driver's seat of the Aston Martin Rapide and was about to urge Song Yuncheng to come downstairs when he saw her walking towards him stealthily.
“Ka-!”
Song Yuncheng opened the car door and hurried in.
"You look like a guilty thief. Tell me the truth, did you steal something from the company?"
Chen Yansen looked at her and teased her.
"No way! I'm just treating the boss to a meal. I don't feel guilty at all." Song Yuncheng raised his head and said stubbornly.
A few minutes later, seeing that Chen Yansen still hadn't driven the car, Song Yuncheng became anxious: "Let's go! It's not good if someone sees us."
“Bang!”
Chen Yansen raised his hand and tapped her on the head: "You're treating me, but you didn't even tell me the address. Do you think I can tell fortunes?"
"Ah!? Didn't I say that?" Song Yuncheng smiled awkwardly.
"Don't say I'm your master in the future. I don't have a disciple as stupid as you." Chen Yansen shook his head.
"In the city, Fengbo Village." Song Yuncheng smiled foolishly and reported the destination.
Chen Yansen started the car and drove towards the city center.
"Pinbei's investment difficulty is more than ten times that of Huhutao. Brands such as Estee Lauder, Armani, and Clarins did not even give us a chance to communicate when they heard the name of Pinbei."
Song Yuncheng unconsciously talked about work, his tone a little discouraged.
"There is a huge gap in volume and profit margin between e-commerce and offline counters and supermarkets. These international brands don't think it's normal. They don't even have Taobao. When online sales exceed offline sales, they will beg to enter."
Chen Yansen snorted and explained slowly.
Even a strong brand like Ali only established cooperation with brands like Estee Lauder and Clarins after 2014.
"I understand." Song Yuncheng nodded.
With the experience of the FoxTao project, she knew very well that the platform could not just sell navel oranges at 5.9 yuan, but must have beauty and clothing brands with high unit prices to enhance user value.
The night outside the car window was as dark as ink, and a few neon lights were flashing in the distance.
Song Yuncheng leaned back in his seat, stopped talking, and quietly watched the street scenes passing by outside the car window.
Ten minutes later, Song Yuncheng realized something was wrong and confirmed that he was going in the wrong direction. He turned around and asked, "You don't have to take this road to go to Fengbo Village."
"I changed to a more expensive one." Chen Yansen smiled and said as a matter of course.
"..." Song Yuncheng opened his mouth and finally forced a smile.
The car drove for another ten minutes and drove into a magnificent restaurant.
The house is in the old Hui style, with black bricks and tiles, clear water and a small bridge. The cars parked at the door are all Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi. It can be seen that the per capita consumption is not low.
"Zhao Maolin from China Telecom invited me here before. The environment was just average, but the food was pretty good."
Chen Yansen got out of the car and said to Song Yuncheng.
Just so-so?
Song Yuncheng looked at the palace-like restaurant in front of him and rolled his eyes.
"Mr. Chen, the box is reserved for you, please follow me."
As soon as the two entered the hall, a beautiful woman in a phoenix-tail skirt came up to them with a smile.
Chen Yansen nodded slightly and said nothing.
Song Yuncheng looked around and found that the waiters in the yard were all wearing ancient costumes, as if they were having a large-scale cosplay, and many guests also changed into long gowns and skirts.
"Want to try it?" Chen Yansen himself was not interested, but seeing Song Yuncheng staring at someone else's long skirt, he asked with a smile.
"Forget it." Song Yuncheng shook his head.
"Take her to pick one out." Chen Yansen instructed the woman leading the way.
"Okay, I'll take you two to the private room first." The woman agreed with a smile.
Seeing this, Song Yuncheng did not refuse anymore.
The two walked into the antique box, where the furniture was all made of mahogany and the chairs were padded.
After sitting down, through the gaps in the glazed windows, you can see several performers in long skirts dancing on the stage not far away.
In 2011, the boss was a master to be able to develop the catering industry to this level in third- and fourth-tier cities.
Song Yuncheng followed the restaurant staff and walked towards the changing room.
Chen Yansen picked up the teapot and poured hot tea into the cup.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—!”
The phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.
"Chen Yansen, are you off work? You didn't even reply to my message." Meng Jie asked aggrievedly as she stood on the first floor of the Science and Technology Park.
"Yeah! I had some social engagements with the telecommunications company and wasn't looking at my phone just now." Chen Yansen made up an excuse.
But I was thinking: The 'Mingli' restaurant recommended by Zhao Maolin is really good. I will bring Mengjie to try it tomorrow.
"Oh, then I'll go back to school after get off work. Bye." When Meng Jie heard that Chen Yansen was socializing, she hung up the phone obediently.
Chen Yansen smiled and was about to put down his phone when Gao Weilin called him: "Boss, I just talked to the person in charge of Dongfang, and they have no intention of selling their shares. It seems that the way of bulk transactions or transfer agreements is not feasible. We can only buy them slowly from the stock market."
Three days ago, Chen Yansen sent Gao Weilin to Luzhou, hoping to buy 5%-10% of the shares of Dongfang when the stock price was not high, so as to gain a place in the country's No. 1 screen supplier in the future.
“Arrange someone to buy from retail investors in the secondary market. 5% will do.”
Chen Yansen said in a flat tone that he invested in Dongfang only to strengthen the supply chain, and it didn't matter what form it was in.
Obviously, Yanjing Capital and Luzhou Capital, the companies behind Dongfang, are very optimistic about it and are unwilling to give up even a mere 5% of its shares.
"Okay, boss. I have one more thing to report. There is a food delivery project called Kuaipao in Luzhou University Town. The founder wants to meet you to seek financing."
Gao Weilin said.
Chopsticks run?
Chen Yansen had never heard of Ele.me. At the same time as Ele.me, there were many food delivery platforms on the market, but most of them did not survive the initial development stage and went bankrupt before they could find a profit model.
I guess this chopstick run is one of them.
However, given Gao Weilin's personality, this project probably has some potential, otherwise he wouldn't have mentioned it.
"Then let's meet." Chen Yansen said indifferently.
Gao Weilin knew in his heart that although he was tricked by Ele.me last time, his boss's idea of investing in the food delivery industry was still exposed.
Gao Weilin didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but when he heard it was the food delivery track, he had the idea of investigating it.
"Okay, I'll arrange it." Gao Weilin responded.
After they finished talking about work, they hung up the phone.
At this time, Song Yuncheng, wearing a peony embroidered hezi skirt, walked slowly and beautifully, with the accessories on her head swaying slightly, making crisp silver bell sounds.
"Do you like it?" Song Yuncheng asked with a smile when he saw Chen Yansen staring at him, feeling a little secretly happy.
"Can I buy this dress?" Chen Yansen asked instead of answering.
Song Yuncheng's words warmed his heart.
Most girls would ask "Does it look good?", but she asked "Do you like it?", putting herself in a very low position and only wanting to make him happy.
"I forgot to ask, hehe." Song Yuncheng replied.
She had an oval face and a pretty and elegant makeup, which made Chen Yansen feel stunned for the first time.
The two stayed in Mingli until half past eight, and then drove to the Sky Garden.
When leaving, Song Yuncheng was still wearing the same hezi skirt.
As soon as she entered the hotel room, she was about to change into her own clothes, but she heard Chen Yansen say, "Don't change! This is the feeling I want."
The next morning.
Chen Yansen first sent Song Yuncheng back to the dormitory, then turned back to the teachers' apartment, changed into clean clothes, and then drove to the Science and Technology Park.
At this moment, in the reception room of Building 8, Kang Guodong was waiting anxiously.
(End of this chapter)
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