Chapter 209 You used to be the big brother, but you can’t always be the big brother!
Chaoyang District, 360 headquarters building.
Zhou Hongyi was holding a brand new engineering prototype and playing with it with great interest.
Since 360 was listed on the New York Stock Exchange, his wealth has skyrocketed by billions, and his focus is no longer limited to the Internet and mobile security fields.
He first invested in Penguin Music through its wholly-owned subsidiary Qifei, and then acquired a stake in Brush Wizard.
After the cumulative sales of Orange mobile phones exceeded 5 million units, he set his sights on the smartphone market.
In his opinion, both Xiaomi and Orange are just mobile phone assembly factories.
If Lei Yijun and Chen Yansen can do it, he can certainly do it too, and he is confident that he can do it more successfully.
He believed that with 360's 400 million users, it would be no problem to sell at least 10 million units, if not tens of millions.
He used this set of words to communicate with Haier, and the other party thought about it and felt that it made a lot of sense.
The two companies hit it off immediately and started planning three months ago.
In this way, 360 does not need to set up a supply chain or find a OEM factory, it only needs to be responsible for customizing the software.
To put it bluntly, Zhou Hongyi brought out the gameplay of FoxTao and used the special-purpose machines as a way to monetize traffic.
At the same time, these smartphones that are pre-installed with 360 software can also expand new users for its products.
“Beep-ah-ah!”
The phone on the table rang.
Zhou Hongyi glanced at it and saw that it was Lei Yijun calling. He smiled and pressed the answer button: "Mr. Lei, I heard that Xiaomi's sales volume has exceeded 2 million units. Congratulations!"
When Lei Yijun heard the other party's nonchalant tone, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and patiently asked, "360 wants to make mobile phones?"
Only then did he remember the real purpose of Zhou Hongyi inviting him to dinner frequently last winter.
"Mr. Lei, you misunderstood. 360 only provides Haier with a sales channel. The production and manufacturing of mobile phones have nothing to do with 360."
Zhou Hongyi made up something.
In fact, there is something wrong with what he said. The mobile phone that 360 and Haier jointly developed was named Haier W910. Apart from the built-in 360 software, it has nothing else to do with 360.
What Zhou Hongyi meant was that if 360 makes a mobile phone, then this phone should be called 360 W910.
Lei Yijun laughed angrily, but he quickly regained his composure, sneered in his heart, and once again understood a truth: the business world is like a battlefield, there are no eternal friends.
"Mr. Zhou, I wish the 360 mobile phone will sell well." Lei Yijun said with a light chuckle.
Zhou Hongyi's face turned cold. He could sense the sarcasm coming from the other party, but he didn't think he had done anything wrong.
The mobile phone market is so big, why can't 360 take a bite? You used to be the big brother, but you can't always be the big brother! Zhou Hongyi felt that after 360 went public, he had the confidence to challenge Lei Yijun.
"Mr. Lei, it's a Haier phone, not a 360 phone." Zhou Hongyi narrowed his eyes and emphasized again.
Lei Yijun saw through Zhou Hongyi's plan at a glance. By cooperating with Haier to provide special machines, on the one hand, he could get the product online as soon as possible, and on the other hand, he could take this opportunity to covet Haier's supplier resources.
Once the time is ripe, 360 will definitely start a new business and break away from Haier to work on its own.
In fact, Lei Yijun is really good at judging people.
Two years later, Zhou Hongyi, who had mastered the supply chain resources, immediately abandoned the special-purpose machine model and turned to making 360 mobile phones.
Lei Yijun and Zhou Hongyi were chatting on the phone, but the more they talked, the angrier they became. Finally, Zhou Hongyi couldn't help it and hung up the phone with a snap.
Before 360 went public, Lei Yijun was the big brother; after 360 went public, Zhou Hongyi's wealth caught up. Now that he has money, he speaks louder and naturally refuses to listen to Lei Yijun's nonsense anymore.
On the other end of the phone, Lei Yijun listened to the "beep" sound in the microphone, his mouth slightly opened, and after a while, he put down the phone with a disappointed look.
An hour later, 360's marketing department announced that it would release a limited number of Haier W910 smartphones on February 1, with the first batch of 10,000 units in stock.
4.5-inch HD retina screen, Snapdragon MSM8260A dual-core processor, 1G RAM plus 8G storage memory, supports maximum 32GB expansion, priced at 1,888 yuan.
Judging from the components, Haier W910 beats Xiaomi phone in seconds and is more than 100 yuan cheaper.
This put Lei Yijun and Xiaomi in an extremely embarrassing situation, as they were afraid that the launch of Haier W910 would have an impact on Xiaomi's sales.
at the same time.
A Bentley Mulsanne was speeding on the Benghuai Expressway. Chen Yansen couldn't help but shook his head when he saw the news.
He didn't know what Zhou Hongyi was thinking. First, he overestimated 360's traffic monetization capabilities. Second, he overestimated Haier's appeal among young people. Finally, he underestimated the difficulty of making mobile phones.
If success can be achieved just by piling up hardware, there is no reason why those copycat phone factories in Huaqiangbei would fail in their transformation.
More than a decade later, it is impossible that the domestic smartphone market will only have five giants: Huawei, Honor, Xiaomi, vivo and OPPO. The rest will all be classified as other categories.
"Based on Zhou Hongyi's style of doing things, he will most likely have a falling out with Lei Yijun."
Chen Yansen thought secretly.
"You can go back to Chunshen and drink beef soup!"
Mengjie sat aside, talking and laughing, swinging her feet randomly and dishonestly.
Xiao Li sat in the driver's seat, looking straight ahead and concentrating on driving.
Xucheng and Chunshen are less than 200 kilometers apart. We set out at nine in the morning, and before half past eleven, we saw the big disk and the vaguely visible Tongfei Gate in the distance.
"Xiao Li, stop at the community ahead."
Chen Yansen opened his mouth and gave orders.
"Okay, boss." Xiao Li responded and drove forward for several hundred meters before stopping the car steadily.
Chen Yansen pushed the door and got out of the car, then took Mengjie's suitcase out of the trunk.
The cold wind was howling outside the car. Meng Jie shrank her neck and quickly put on her down jacket.
The two walked towards the community.
Chen Yansen had been to Mengjie's house once, so this time he was familiar with the place. He walked in front and Mengjie followed behind.
If someone doesn’t know, they might think it was Mengjie who sent him home.
Not long after, Chen Yansen stopped and raised his hand to knock on the door of Mengjie's house.
"Here she comes! It must be Xiaojie who is back!"
At this moment, a gentle voice came from the crack of the door, followed by the sound of "da da da" footsteps.
Su Qing opened the door and was stunned for a moment when she saw Chen Yansen standing at the door.
"Mom, I'm back. Did you make spicy fried snails for me?" Meng Jie giggled, came out from behind Chen Yansen, hugged Su Qing and asked.
"Xiao Chen is here, come in and sit down! Lao Meng, go make some tea!"
After dealing with Meng Jie, Su Qing said to Chen Yansen with a smile.
Meng Zhenguo slowly sat up from the sofa and greeted with a smile: "Xiao Chen, I'll ask your Aunt Su to cook a few more dishes later, and have a drink with uncle at noon?"
"No, Uncle Meng, I have to go back to have lunch with my dad at noon. I'm leaving first. Goodbye, Aunt Su."
Chen Yansen politely declined.
Seeing that he was determined, Su Qing and Meng Zhenguo stopped trying to keep him and sent him to the gate of the community.
Only when they saw Chen Yansen get into the Bentley did Meng Zhenguo and Su Qing turn back.
"Xiao Jie has a good eye. Chen Yansen only passed the second-tier line in the college entrance examination. Who would have thought that in less than two years, he would become a big boss."
Su Qing is very satisfied with Chen Yansen.
Meng Zhenguo sighed, he was not as optimistic as Su Qing. They were all men, so put themselves in Su Qing's shoes, if he was in his early twenties and had a net worth of 10 billion, would he only have one girlfriend?
But her own daughter's heart and eyes are now filled with Chen Yansen, and she can't bear to hear a bad word about Chen Yansen.
"Why are you sighing?" Su Qing turned her head and stared at Meng Zhenguo, asking with a frown.
"I'm just worried that our Xiaojie is too stupid to control Chen Yansen, and will be easily wronged in the future. You know, he is only twenty years old. Even if he doesn't have any other thoughts, pretty girls will take the initiative to pounce on him, just like me back then..."
Meng Zhenguo was talking when he suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly shut up.
"What happened to you back then? Tell me about it."
Su Qing raised her brows and glared at Meng Zhenguo fiercely.
"It's a good thing that I married you back then. Now my life is complete." Meng Zhenguo grinned and walked home with his wife in his arms.
Su Qing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said with a smile that she would make a few more dishes for Meng Zhenguo to go with his wine.
"You two are the same, so easy to coax and deceive."
Meng Zhenguo sighed and commented in his heart.
The other side.
The Bentley drove into the Tongfei Gate and headed towards the Salt Company's family quarters.
Ten minutes later, Chen Yansen got out of the car and went upstairs.
There were faint sounds of discussion coming from several nearby buildings.
"Bentley Mulsanne, this car costs more than 6 million! Whose car is it?"
"Whose family could it be? Unit 3, Room 401, Chen Guobin's son!"
"Oh, I remember now! I heard that the Orange phone was invented by his son, and it made hundreds of millions last year."
"Hundreds of millions? Even billions!"
Chen Yansen frowned. With his physical condition and mental strength, he didn't have to worry about safety issues, but what about Lao Chen? There was no guarantee that someone would take the risk.
He walked and thought, and when he arrived at the door of 401, he found that the door was open.
Chen Guobin was wearing an apron. Hearing the noise outside the door, he poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "There are still two dishes. Go wash your hands first."
"Old Chen, let's go out to eat. Don't you have any idea about your cooking skills?"
Chen Yansen joked with a smile.
As far as he can remember, he seldom ate at home since sixth grade. He would either go to Wang Zihao's house for meals or eat at the snack street.
Chen Guobin's understanding of cooking skills is still basically at the stage of being cooked and edible.
"But it's New Year's Eve, we can't eat out, right? There's a pair of chopsticks on the table, try it first."
Chen Guobin looked embarrassed and felt that he was not a competent father.
Seeing that Lao Chen was looking at him expectantly, Chen Yansen knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he simply picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef and put it into his mouth.
It was just as he imagined, cooked, salty, and edible. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Old Chen, stop wasting time and go out to eat. The driver is still waiting downstairs."
driver?
Chen Guobin was slightly startled, then he understood what Chen Yansen meant, and asked awkwardly, "Do I really have no talent for cooking?"
"What do you think?" Chen Yansen asked back.
Chen Guobin's face turned red. In fact, he had tried every dish, and they were indeed not as delicious as the rice topped with gravy at the entrance of the community.
After a dozen seconds of silence, Lao Chen untied his apron and followed Chen Yansen downstairs.
"Old Chen, do you have any idea of moving?"
Halfway through the journey, Chen Yansen asked.
"Moving? Where to?" Chen Guobin asked subconsciously.
"Shanghai, Yanjing, Jinling or Luzhou are all fine. I'll buy you a villa and find a few young and beautiful nannies to serve you."
Chen Yansen said with a smile.
"The more you talk, the more nonsense it makes. I'm not going anywhere! I'll stay in Chunshen." Chen Guobin rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily.
If Xiao Li hadn't been there, Chen Guobin would probably have started cursing.
"Even the people in the Salt Industry Family Quarters know that your son is worth hundreds of billions. If he is kidnapped one day, I will not pay to redeem you."
Seeing that Old Chen didn't understand, Chen Yansen made it clear.
"Not really. The security is so good now." Chen Guobin looked hesitant.
"My factory in Shenzhen pays workers 20 yuan an hour. I don't know how many small electronics factories have been driven out of business. These people want to kill me. Yunsu Express has taken away half of the market share from 3.11 Express and YTO Express. Last year, Yunsu's CEO was almost hit to death by a truck."
Chen Yansen said lightly.
"If I don't move, I will die. Are you doing business or fighting outside?"
Chen Guobin was speechless.
"The business world is like a battlefield. You should think about it yourself." Chen Yansen deliberately squeezed him.
"I'm not leaving anyway." Chen Guobin refused again without any hesitation.
"What's there to be nostalgic about in a shabby county town?" Chen Yansen didn't expect that Old Chen had such a stubborn temper.
"Your mother is here. Who will accompany her if I leave?" Chen Guobin sighed and choked up.
"It's okay, we'll pack up and take our mother away when the time comes." Chen Yansen said as a matter of course.
"..."Chen Guobin looked at the driver Xiao Li. If there were no outsiders around, he would have beaten that bastard to death.
Seeing that Lao Chen refused to leave Chunshen, Chen Yansen planned to buy him a villa outside the city and hire a few security guards.
It would be best if we could find a local boss.
Just then, an unfamiliar phone call came in. Chen Yansen pressed the answer button and laughed after listening to a few sentences. It was really like someone sent you a pillow when you were sleepy.
(End of this chapter)
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