You call this entrepreneurship?

Chapter 158 What happened?
Qin Shaoyan was surprised when he heard that Dazhong.com was planning to develop e-commerce. He thought CEO Yang Botao was very visionary. E-commerce was more expensive than campus network.

But when he heard that it was cooperating with Taotao.com, Qin Shaoyan laughed.

Do you also call this e-commerce?

Get a link to Taotao.com from Dazhong.com. Are you doing e-commerce, or are you trying to attract traffic to others?
To put it bluntly, this is indeed a trick.

It is impossible for Yang Botao's Dazhong.com to build a Jingdong Mall like the campus network. It can only cooperate with other people.

However, Qin Shaoyan was not worried at all and felt that Yang Botao was completely dizzy.

The success of Campus Network's e-commerce relies on Jingdong Mall's strict product quality control and strong after-sales and logistics systems.

On the other hand, Dazhong.com relies entirely on Taotao.com to sell goods. Even express delivery is done by a third party and there is no after-sales service at all.

Once a problem occurs, it is very difficult for Dazhong.com users to safeguard their rights.

College students are all young and passionate, and they will never give up after being tricked.

Now that the clouds have finally cleared and the moon is shining, the rent has not only increased to 6,000, but the upstairs and downstairs are also rented out.

Although Qin Shaoyan is rich, he is not taken advantage of.

He doesn't even blink when he should spend money, and he won't pay out any money he shouldn't spend.

The landlord almost burst into tears when he saw the rental contract. "Mr. Qin, when I first saw you, I felt that you would definitely make a fortune. Otherwise, how could I rent the house to you?"

The landlord was a little reluctant, "It won't be easy if you add more to the first and third floors."

Fortunately, the owner of the haunted house on the second floor took over the business and rented the house for 10,000 yuan on the first floor.

The campus network and the game company are constantly expanding, and the original haunted house on the second floor is no longer enough.

Naturally, Qin Shaoyan would not let go of such a good flaw.

Originally affected by the haunted house on the second floor, all the tenants on the third floor moved away, and the shops on the first floor were half-dead. In the end, they couldn't stand it anymore and ran away.

The first floor is used as the campus network's office, the second floor is used by game otakus who use travel technology, and the third floor is transformed into a dormitory for employees who take the initiative to work overtime.

"..." The landlord quickly signed the contract and left with half a year's rent.

"It's indeed not easy. Your house is a haunted house and no one rents it. It's not easy for my company to start a business." Qin Shaoyan smiled, "Even though my company is big, I haven't made a penny yet and I owe three dollars." 100 million.”

"If my company fails to survive by the end of the year, your house will no longer be rented."

"Mr. Qin, please give me a little more increase. You see that your company is so big." The landlord said with a smile, "You are so rich, so you don't have to pay less for my rent, right?"

He was afraid that if Qin Shaoyan kept talking, half a year's rent would be wasted again.

Then he walked out of the office and went to the first floor to inspect the newly rented house.

It’s not easy. It costs two thousand yuan to rent for half a year.

Qin Shaoyan simply called the landlord over and rented the entire three-story building.

"You can't say that." Qin Shaoyan refused righteously, "Our contract agreed at the beginning that it would be two thousand in the first half of the year and six thousand in the second half. If you say that the rent will be increased next year, I will have no problem with it. But not this year, we will return the same number. One code, there must be a spirit of contract!”

Qin Shaoyan told Chen Guangxia to recruit more people to monitor the trends of Dazhong.com.

The decoration design company that was called began to measure the dimensions of the house, and then asked Party A about the design plan and needs.

Qin Shaoyan explained a few words, left the rest to Zhang Pingyi, and walked to the Internet cafe next to him.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Xiong Jiajia's majestic body, playing with the keyboard with excitement on his face.

Qin Shaoyan went over to take a look and found that this guy was very involved in chatting with MM on QQ. He kept making all kinds of dirty talk, and the other side of the chat was full of love.

"What's the point of chatting on the Internet?" Qin Shaoyan said speechlessly, "You might as well go to a bar and hang out."

"You know nothing." Xiong Jiajia glanced at Qin Shaoyan with disdain, "Don't tarnish my pure online friendship with those vulgar money relationships."

Qin Shaoyan took a look at the explicit conversation between the two and asked, "This is called purity?" "This is called love!"

Then the love opposite suddenly sent a message, "GG, I'm coming to see you tonight, you pay for the room, 200 for the night."

Qin Shaoyan: "→_→"

Xiong Jiajia: "(⊙_⊙)?"

Xiong Jiajia closed the chat box as if nothing had happened, deleted and blocked the other party, "Tell me, what are you looking for me for?"

Qin Shaoyan pulled Xiong Jiajia out of the Internet cafe and said seriously, "You go to the Internet cafe every day and you can't stay there all day."

"Where else can I go if I don't come to the Internet cafe?" Xiong Jiajia rolled his eyes, "I've been to the capital and the United States all over the place, how can you help me find another place to go?"

"You can stay in my company."

"That won't work." Xiong Jiajia shook his head, "Everyone is busy with serious things, so if I stay there all the time, won't I be causing trouble?"

"I let you stay in the company to find a job for you." Qin Shaoyan said directly, "Don't you like playing games? Go and help me manage the game testing group."

"No, your half-finished product is boring." Xiong Jiajia shook his head.

"Then if you like chatting, help me manage the navy company."

"What is a navy company? Is it in charge of fishing?" Xiong Jiajia looked at Qin Shaoyan in confusion.

"That's the Air Force!" Qin Shaoyan smiled and started to educate Xiong Jiajia, "The so-called navy army refers to the rhythmic public relations on the Internet."

"Oh, it's just a curse." Xiong Jiajia's eyes lit up.

"It's not a curse, it's a rhythm." Qin Shaoyan quickly clarified, "Of course, this is only part of the functions of the navy, which is mainly online public relations, creating an atmosphere group, and promoting publicity."

"This is a good job." Xiong Jiajia thought for a while, "Are you kidding me?"

"What am I kidding?" Qin Shaoyan glared at him, "This is a serious matter, I tell you seriously."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll mess it up?" Xiong Jiajia asked.

"Of course I'm not afraid." Qin Shaoyan smiled slightly, "The navy company doesn't rely on you alone to improve its performance. It has a professional team. I want you to keep an eye on it."

"Okay." Xiong Jiajia agreed happily.

When the two were chatting happily, Chen Guangxia hurried out of the company and ran over after seeing Qin Shaoyan.

"Mr. Qin, someone in the company is looking for you." Chen Guangxia said quickly, "Hurry up and come back with me."

"Who?" Qin Shaoyan was very surprised.

"Says he's from the city."

"Then let Zhang Pingyi receive you first." Qin Shaoyan said casually.

Chen Guangxia hesitated for a moment, "But I think Zhang Pingyi's expression is not right, so let me call you back quickly."

Ok?
Qin Shaoyan immediately turned around and followed Chen Guangxia back, "What did that person say?"

"He said he was from the city and wanted to inquire about the Olympic Publicity Network." Chen Guangxia said as he walked, "I think this person seems unusual."

Qin Shaoyan's heart sank, and his foot speed became a little faster.

After returning to the company, Qin Shaoyan walked into the reception room and saw Zhang Pingyi standing next to him.

At this time, Zhang Pingyi's face turned a little pale, his eyes flickered, and he seemed a little panicked.

Sitting next to him was a young man in a gray jacket, about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, holding a pen and writing something in a notebook.

(End of this chapter)