Chapter 356 Liang Changlin's Doomsday! You're only 21 years old, and you want to be a mother?
For Liang Changlin of Dingdong Community, December 21 was indeed the end of the world. In the four months of head-on confrontation with Kuaipao Takeout, he expanded his business scope to the entire city of Shanghai.
However, the outcome was not what he had expected, which was to turn Dingdong Community into a small and beautiful O2O software.
After Meituan, Dianping and Lashou.com entered the local life service market one after another, Dingdong Community instantly lost its living space.
Now, more than a hundred days of hard work have come to nothing, 99% of the service stations have been closed, and now only one Jinqiao station is left. The 100 million yuan given by the investors has been almost spent.
According to Liang Changlin's plan, he would first run the business model in Shanghai and then head straight to Yanjing. He heard that Tiantongyuan there was a community with hundreds of thousands of people living in it, and the market potential was amazing.
But he didn't even step out of the border of Shanghai!
What the hell is going to Yanjing?
After inspecting the Jinqiao Service Station, Liang Changlin did not rush to get in the car, but looked across the street with concern.
There are more than 20 mature commercial communities nearby, with a population of 30,000 to 40,000. Logically speaking, the services provided by Dingdong Community can just meet their basic needs in life and should be of great commercial value.
But reality slaps you in the face!
Even if the fees and service quality are the same, users will still give priority to platforms such as Kuaipao, Meituan, and Dianping.
"Boss, it's windy outside." The assistant shrank his neck and reminded in a low voice.
"Go to Xucheng." Liang Changlin stood there in a daze for a while, then gave instructions to his assistant.
"Xucheng?" The assistant was stunned when he heard this and tried to analyze the boss's real intention.
"I'll go learn from my fellow villager." Liang Changlin sighed and had to admit in his heart: although he is older, his achievements in business are like those of a child compared to Chen Yansen.
The assistant suddenly realized what was going on and immediately ran over to help his boss open the car door.
Liang Changlin is a veteran who has always been decisive and straightforward in his style of doing things. As soon as he got in the car, he called the chairman of the Hui'an Chamber of Commerce and asked for Chen Yansen's personal contact information from the other party.
After all, Chen Yansen is still nominally a director of the Hui'an Chamber of Commerce.
After Liang Changlin wrote down the phone number, he dialed it without hesitation. The microphone kept sounding "beep...beep...beep..."
The other side.
Chen Yansen sat in the office and glanced at the sky outside the window. There was still an hour and a half before the end of get off work.
Meng Jie asked him to watch "The Great Shanghai", Song Yuncheng asked him to watch "Lost in Thailand", and Ye Qiuping secretly gave him two copies of "The Chinese Zodiac".
Mr. Chen was too lazy to choose and rejected them all!
What's good about the movie?
Mr. Chen has always only watched live-action movies. Recently, he bought more than a dozen sets of Cosplay costumes. With Song Yuncheng and Ye Qiuping's figures, they are able to perfectly pull them off.
As for Mengjie, she is so small that we won’t mention her.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—!”
At this moment, the cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated.
Chen Yansen thought about it and the phone automatically flew into his palm.
Unknown number?
Shanghai city number range?
Chen Yansen didn't think much and pressed the answer button.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you so much. I'm Liang Changlin from 100 Meter Technology. I'd like to make an appointment with you and visit you in person."
As soon as the call was connected, Liang Changlin greeted respectfully.
"Dingdong Community?" Chen Yansen asked back, his tone sounded questioning but firm.
Hearing this, Liang Changlin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that Chen Yansen had known of his existence for a long time.
In this way, Kuaipao's entry into local life services does not seem to be an accidental move.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Chen's business is so big that he would still pay attention to the small Dingdong community." Liang Changlin smiled bitterly, feeling a pang in his heart, and felt that his loss was not unfair.
"Mr. Liang, don't get me wrong! In fact, whether there is Dingdong Community or not, Kuaipao will include life service categories such as housekeeping, babysitting, tutoring, and home appliance repair into its business scope."
Chen Yansen leaned back in the soft boss chair and explained with a chuckle.
What level is Dingdong Community? Is it worthy of my targeting?
"Mr. Chen, to be honest, Dingdong Community can no longer operate. I would like to ask you for your business experience in person."
Liang Changlin was very humble.
Although he is twenty years older than Chen Yansen, he does not dare to act like a senior.
"Tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park."
Chen Yansen did not refuse and readily agreed to the other party's request.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen. See you tomorrow."
Liang Changlin finished speaking, and after Chen Yansen replied with a "hmm", he slowly put down his phone.
"Turn around and go to Yaohan. I have to prepare a gift for Mr. Chen."
Liang Changlin said to the driver.
The more courtesy, the less blame. Although he and Chen Yansen are from the same hometown, they are also directors of Hui'an Chamber of Commerce.
But he knew in his heart that the other party had never participated in a Chamber of Commerce activity, so it was good enough that the other party agreed to meet him, and he didn't dare to ask for too much.
at the same time.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yansen smiled lightly and then shook his head. It was somewhat unexpected for Liang Changlin to come to him on his own initiative.
Want to learn business from me?
Chen Yansen couldn't help but feel amused, he and Liang Changlin were considered 'old friends', in their previous life, they were both entrepreneurs from Hui'an who started businesses in Shanghai, and they had communicated with each other privately.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that Lao Liang is never as successful as him.
The market value of Feiyu Technology is more than 8 billion yuan, while Liang Changlin’s Dingdong Maicai is only more than 3 billion yuan.
The business model is good, but there are too many competitors.
Competitive products such as Meituan Flash Purchase, Yidong Home Delivery, Ele.me, and Douyin Hourly Delivery are all backed by Internet giants, and Dingdong Maicai's market share can only be gradually eroded.
The reason why Chen Yansen agreed to meet Liang Changlin was not to inspire him to establish Dingdong Maicai two years earlier, but just to invite him to join Kuaipao.
Currently, Kuapao and Yunsu Express have jointly deployed more than 3,400 forward warehouses across the country. By simply adding fresh vegetables to the digital and household categories, Liang Changlin's retreat will be blocked.
Chen Yansen wants to turn the 'forward warehouse' into a 'forward supermarket', covering all categories and competing with large supermarkets for business, so as to fully unleash the transportation potential of Kuaipao riders.
If it were to learn from Dingdong Maicai and only deal in a single food category, it would have to employ a large number of sorters and delivery staff. Add to that the loss rate, and who knows when it would be able to make a profit.
The more difficult the business is, the more scale advantages are needed.
"Come to Delta tonight. I bought your favorite native chicken and cooked it for me."
Chen Yansen sent a text message to Song Yuncheng.
He just threw two thumbtacks on the table, one facing up and one facing down, to choose Master Ye. The front side was Meng Jie, and the back side was Song Yuncheng.
There's nothing we can do about it, it's God's will! At the same time.
Song Yuncheng was secretly delighted when she received the text message. Today was the 'end of the world', and Chen Yansen only asked her to go to his home, which meant that she might be his favorite girl.
The night was thick, and a half moon rose high in the sky, emitting a cool afterglow.
At about six o'clock, the two drove away from the Science and Technology Park one after the other.
Ye Qiuping stood in front of the window, looking at the Aston Martin Rapide going away at high speed, her shoulders dropped, and she couldn't help but sigh: What's the taste of green fruit, is it as noisy as me? Master Ye bit his lip, and a flash of unwillingness to admit defeat flashed in his eyes.
"No! I have to go back for tutoring." Ye Qiuping snorted coldly and planned to go home and find a dozen more educational films to learn more postures.
Twenty minutes later.
Chen Yansen pushed open the door of the villa. The floor heating had already been preheated and the room was cozy. Although it was six or seven degrees outside, it was like spring inside the house.
"The vegetables are in the refrigerator, go get to work."
As Chen Yansen spoke, he stuffed the apron into Song Yuncheng's hands.
"Chen Baopi, it's the end of the century, and you still want me to cook for you."
Song Yuncheng took the apron, muttering softly, but he didn't dare to stop his hands and tied the apron quickly.
"If you believe these bullshit prophecies, put your resignation letter on my desk as soon as possible. I don't want a stupid subordinate like you."
Chen Yansen raised his eyebrows and joked jokingly.
"Can you hear it?" Song Yuncheng was slightly stunned and exclaimed inwardly: It's incredible, this guy's ears are better than a dog's.
"I have very sharp ears. Stop talking so much and go cook!" Chen Yansen rolled his eyes and urged unhappily.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Chen leaned back on the sofa and turned on the TV.
"If, I mean if, if today is the end of the world, what do you want to do?" Song Yuncheng turned his head and asked before walking into the kitchen.
"I do!" Chen Yansen answered loudly, his tone sincere without a trace of water.
"..." Song Yuncheng laughed in silence. She knew that she couldn't have any expectations from a scumbag like Chen Yansen.
"I want to have a simple dinner with the girl I like, look at the stars, and then look at the moon."
Chen Yansen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and added with a wicked smile.
Saying nice things doesn't cost any money, and you can make people happy and experience a few more roles at night, so why not? After hearing this, Song Yuncheng smiled and went into the kitchen obediently.
Chen Yansen jumped off the sofa, walked to the closet behind him, and took out several Cosplay costumes with ease, including Pikachu, Captain Dragonfly, Calabash Brothers and Nezha.
All of them are hand-made fine products, and the matching "magic instruments" are all available.
"I want to try both. It's so hard to choose."
Chen Yansen pondered secretly, and finally chose a set of Pikachu and Nezha, and left the other two sets for Master Ye, who was most suitable for Calabash Brothers.
Song Yuncheng's cooking skills are several levels lower than Ye Qiuping's, but they have also reached the level of home-cooked stir-fries.
An hour later, Chen Yansen finally moved to the dining table.
"Not bad, with good color, aroma and taste." Chen Yansen picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of rice crust covered with gravy and put it into his mouth. After chewing a few bites, he commented.
"As long as you like it." Song Yuncheng looked at Chen Yansen with a smile.
She knew that her relationship with Chen Yansen was not normal, but she was reluctant to leave.
Chen Yansen's mind was not on the food at all. He put down his chopsticks in less than twenty minutes and then pulled Song Yuncheng into the bathroom.
The next morning, the sun rose as usual.
In a daze, I heard Song Yuncheng murmur, "Be good, mom is here."
Chen Yansen slowly opened his eyes and looked at Song Yuncheng with a strange expression: You are only twenty-one years old, and you want to be a mother?
In his two lifetimes, the girls he had in-depth communications with were at least 79, if not 80 years old. There were girls who wanted to have children for Mr. Chen, but Song Yuncheng was the first one as young as him.
For a moment, Chen Yansen felt warm in his heart, so he took another nap.
It was not until half past nine that he left the villa and drove to the Science and Technology Park.
Liang Changlin arrived at Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park early.
Although it was Saturday, there was someone on duty at the front desk. After learning the purpose of his visit, he was taken to the lounge area and served hot tea.
Liang Changlin sat on the sofa, looking around curiously.
(End of this chapter)
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