The opening of China Entertainment Group gave Jay Chou a head-on confrontation

Chapter 606 Red Rose and White Moonlight

"Why does this cake taste weird? Has it gone bad because it's been stored for too long?"

"How can it be!"

Because there was a cake on the chair, the two people squatted on the rooftop according to the local conditions. Their posture was like eating barbecue and fried food from a roadside stall. Hearing Zhou Yi's comments, Sun Yanzi paused his chewing mouth and subconsciously turned his head to look at the unpacked package——

"This was custom-made and I just picked it up at around 10 o'clock this evening."

"That's fine. I'm probably not used to the fruit on top, and there's jam in it."

Zhou Yi, with some cream still on his lips, bit his fork. Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, he simply sat down on the ground without being bothered by the dust.

Sun Yanzi poked his head in confusion: "Don't you eat jam?"

"It's just average. I don't really like it. Fruit is enough. Adding jam on the cream feels redundant and a bit greasy."

Zhou Yi smiled and took a bite: "But considering that you specially ordered it, it doesn't matter. It's okay to eat a few more bites."

"I like to hear that, hehe."

Sun Yanzi tried to grin several times, but she forced herself to hold back her smile. She sat cross-legged next to the man and shook her head, her short hair messed up by the wind becoming slightly neater: "You still have some conscience."

The faint scent of perfume slid into his mouth along with the sweet cream cake. Zhou Yi looked up at the lights of thousands of houses and cursed with a smile: "What do you mean by still having a conscience? Is there anyone in this world who is more loving than me?"

"Why not, it's me."

Sun Yanzi pointed at himself in the moonlight and answered confidently: "Look at this arrangement and this cake. If it weren't for me, would you still have anything to eat?"

"thank you."

Zhou Yi expressed his gratitude in a not very polite tone: "What time did you come back in the evening?"

"what?"

Sun Yanzi was still confused for a while, but when he came to his senses, he rolled his eyes and said without blushing or panting: "It was around nine or ten in the evening. On the way back, I just happened to go to the cake shop to pick up the cake I ordered before."

As soon as she said this, she felt so annoyed that she wanted to slap herself twice.

What am I talking about!
I should have let Zhou Yi know that I came back in the morning and waited for him in the company all night!
Too much pretense...

Feeling that he was being too serious, Sun Yanzi immediately rubbed his throat and coughed twice, reflecting on his mistakes.

"Let me tell you, I'm in the crew of Kung Fu..."

Sun Yanzi, who hadn't communicated face to face for a long time, seemed to have endless things to say at this moment. From work and filming to gossip in the circle, he talked to Zhou Yi about everything. He kept talking without any intention of stopping.

"Oh, by the way, here are the keys."

At the end, Sun Yanzi slapped his head and handed a car key from his pocket to Zhou Yi: "I have parked the car in the parking lot for you."

The weather in the imperial capital is still very cold in January, but women's hearts are burning.

The wine-red Ferrari with the roof retracted was speeding on the street at 2:30 in the morning. Zhou Yi, who was controlling the steering wheel with one hand, smiled. On the passenger seat, Sun Yanzi, bathed in the cold wind, shouted excitedly.

“Too fast, too fast!!!”

....................................

When Zhou Yi woke up from his sleep the next day, it was already past noon.

The warm midday sun shone into most corners of the bedroom the moment the curtains were opened, and the light was blinding.

"Ah~~~"

Zhou Yi raised his hands above his head and stretched lazily, feeling so comfortable that he let out a long sound.

It was almost 3:30 in the morning when he got home last night. He slept very comfortably.

He hadn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time since he resumed work. He slept in a deep sleep until he woke up naturally.

After a quick wash, he opened the door and was about to go to the dining room refrigerator to find something to eat, but he saw Cheng Hao sorting documents in the living room.

"Ok?"

"Wake up, Mr. Zhou who is very busy."

Cheng Hao slapped the folders piled in front of her, turned her head and met the man's gaze, and smiled.

"Should I go back to sleep?"

Zhou Yi pretended to take a half step back, turned his head and pouted towards his bedroom. "Although I don't really want to spoil your fun, it's the end of the year, and you have to make a decision on the company's various year-end summaries."

After pulling out a document and flipping through a few pages, Cheng Hao threw it into Zhou Yi's arms: "Including the bonus."

"Why bother looking at the bonuses? Max it out, all of it."

Zhou Yi is full of heroic spirit.

They all follow him for a living, so their treatment must be adequate. He is not short of money now, so there is no need for him to be a stingy Grandet.

"There is one thing you still have to look at, from the Foxmail department."

Cheng Hao pointed at the document he handed over and asked him to open it and take a look: "Now not only Tencent wants to acquire Foxmail and cooperate with us, but even Microsoft is coming in."

In early January 2004, Luo Chuan, who had just taken up the position of Greater China Director of Microsoft's MSN Business Unit and was fully responsible for MSN's business in mainland China, Hong Kong and Taiwan, led his team to formally express his intention to acquire Foxmail, a subsidiary of Guiyi.

There is no way around it. Apart from the three major email services of Sohu, Sina and NetEase, Foxmail has the most monthly active users.

At the same time, the boss behind it is still Zhou Yi.

After the good cooperation in the 50 Cent incident, Microsoft has always wanted to continue cooperating with Zhou Yi in the Chinese market, but Qian Jiang has always been following Zhou Yi's instructions.

Microsoft China President Chen Yongzheng noticed Tencent's moves, so he also set his sights on Foxmail.

By acquiring Foxmail, the company can reach a disguised cooperation with Zhouyi and at the same time strengthen its own strength and influence. This deal is a win-win in any way.

"US$600 million for the acquisition?"

After flipping through the document, Zhou Yi saw this number and rubbed his chin, saying in amazement: "Is Microsoft willing to spend so much?"

"The two companies started a dispute, with Tencent offering 500 million first. After learning that Microsoft had joined the fray and offered a higher price, they also gritted their teeth and raised their offer to 700 million US dollars..."

Seeing that Zhou Yi was still reading, Cheng Hao immediately started talking about the currently fierce battle for email software. He explained in detail what happened, the pros and cons, etc., and his words were extremely clear.

Of course, her top-level pulling is indispensable, which has led to a competitive mode between the two.

700 million US dollars is already a sky-high price for a Chinese email software, and when converted into RMB it is more than million.

Although Tencent was also distressed, considering that as one of the four major portals, their email business was not as good as the other three, it was safe to spend some money. Therefore, they directly raised the price by another one million US dollars in an attempt to scare off competitors.

Although Microsoft is wealthy, its top management is too arrogant in responding to the Chinese market - or it is too slow to adapt.

MSN's promotion costs were already huge, and the sudden addition of an expense of at least US$7 million made them somewhat hesitant.

Microsoft's email business is not disabled, it's just that it has not been introduced in China. Therefore, they do not value Foxmail as much as Tencent, whose email business is almost non-existent.

"Based on my observation, this has not yet reached the bottom line that both sides can bear, and the dispute can continue."

Cheng Hao crossed his fingers and made a judgment. He said decisively: "So, it's up to you to choose Microsoft or Tencent. Once it's decided, I will have more time to test their psychological bottom line..."

Very professional.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "If Microsoft doesn't consider it, MSN will not succeed."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Of course, don't forget that I worked with Microsoft once, and that collaboration made me remember them."

"..."

In the hall, Cheng Hao and Zhou Yi were still discussing the company's development issues. On the other side, Sun Yanzi, who lived upstairs in Zhou Yi's house, was lying on the big bed in the bedroom and snoring soundly.

The heated room was as warm as spring. The pajamas with cartoon patterns on them were wrinkled all over her body. A small beam of sunlight falling on the tip of her nose was like the bubble gum she blew in her sleep.

At 12:50, Cheng Hao even went into the kitchen and cooked two bowls of noodles himself, one of which had a fried egg and other core ingredients, and handed it to Zhou Yi, who was salivating.

"Eat slowly, this is your longevity noodles, why are you eating so fast?"

Cheng Hao was in a good mood and smiled: "Happy birthday."

"Ah!"

In Sun Yanzi's bedroom, Sun Yanzi, who was still asleep, suddenly sneezed and woke himself up.

After opening his eyes and looking around in confusion, Sun Yanzi scratched his messy hair, stepped out of the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.

He closed his eyes and mumbled something that ordinary people could not hear. His right hand occasionally scratched his itchy buttocks, and pink bubbles seemed to pop out of his nose one after another.

(End of this chapter)