I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 101: E-commerce Ma's Little Thoughts, Commemorating the Breakthrough of Human Limits
Late at night in Hangzhou, the Ali headquarters is still brightly lit.

After reporting his work to the man opposite, Zhang Yong suddenly mentioned Chen Yansen and Fox Tao.

"People below were very dissatisfied. Even Hu Zhilong was trying to find an excuse to block FoxTao's CPS interface and account."

Zhang Yong shook his head, obviously disagreeing with this approach.

"What does Yitao's East Evil think?" Ma Liyun turned around and looked at Zhang Yong.

Dongxie is the nickname of Wu Ming, the person in charge of Yitao. Yitao and Foxtao have the same model, both are shopping guide e-commerce platforms, but one is Ali's biological son and the other is his godson.

In terms of profit model and marketing plan, Juhuasuan and Yitao are copying FoxTao. The key is that these bastards are copying and cursing at the same time.

"Their attitude is similar to Hu Zhilong's." Zhang Yong smiled awkwardly, feeling moved to tears by the stupidity of his men.

In fact, these people are not stupid, they are just bad, they just have different positions. In their opinion, they have to start with the alliance policy and kill the fox.

"How much GMV did FoxTao contribute to Taobao last year?" Ma Liyun asked thoughtfully with a smile.

"6.2 million. But it's received 5.6 million in funding from Penguin, IDG, and Thinking Capital. With Chen Yansen's aggressive personality, I think he can double FoxTao's daily active users in just six months. I predict total sales in 2011 will exceed 60 billion."

Zhang Yong raised his head, closed his eyes, recalled the data, and spoke slowly.

"In 2010, it was 1.5 per thousand. According to your logic, in 2011 it was 1 per cent. It may not seem like a large amount, but with more and more e-commerce companies entering the shopping guide market, the GMV share will continue to rise."

Ma Liyun's words have made clear to Zhang Yong his attitude towards FoxTao and the shopping guide website.

"Ali Alliance brought 17% of the group's sales last year. We cannot suppress shopping guides, but instead we must strongly support them."

Zhang Yong said with a smile.

He knew clearly that once Ali used his referee status to restrict the development of shopping guide e-commerce, capital would force them to switch to self-operation.

Even though Ali is the only dominant player in the e-commerce field, it also understands the principle that too many ants can kill an elephant. It doesn't require much thought to decide whether to make friends or opponents.

For Ma Liyun and Ali, with the help of shopping guide websites such as FoxTao, they will be able to tell more stories to investors in the Lighthouse Country and strive for a higher market value after launching their listing plan in the future.

Wu Ming of Yitao and Hu Zhilong of Ali Alliance opposed it because Fox Tao stole their business.

These workers only care about their own KPIs.

"Tell Hu Zhilong that he must fully cooperate with FoxTao's channel business in the future."

After thinking it over, Ma Liyun made the final decision.

In 2011, he wanted to support shopping guides and strive to make the group's annual GMV exceed one trillion yuan within two years.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yong nodded. He and Ma Liyun agreed on this issue.

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The next morning.

Chen Yansen drove Chen Guobin to Beishan Cemetery, with the trunk filled with paper money and firecrackers.

Kneeling before his mother's tombstone, Chen Yansen muttered, "When you have time, please send a dream to Old Chen and ask him to find me a stepmother while he's still young. Otherwise, when he gets old, I won't be bothered to take care of him."

"My son is making money now. I'll pick a good day after the New Year to buy you a bigger room. There will be a river in front, a mountain behind, and pine and cypress trees planted on both sides..."

Chen Guobin listened to his son's incoherent eulogy, his mouth twitched, and he took several deep breaths before he recovered.

"We haven't met each other, so I don't know what kind of daughter-in-law you like. But don't worry, I'll date one of every type. If you like any of them, just tell me in your dreams."

Chen Yansen is still talking nonsense.

"Get out of my way! Don't disturb your mother here." Chen Guobin finally couldn't help it and kicked Chen Yansen on the butt, driving him aside.

He was really afraid that if Chen Yansen said a few more words, his wife would crawl out from underground.

Chen Yansen patted his buttocks and didn't bother with Chen Guobin. He threw down the pile of paper money and told Old Chen: "Burn more for my mother."

Chen Guobin rolled his eyes at him, picked up the gold paper and paper money, and burned them in bundles, muttering, "Huizhen, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. In this life, I only love you."

Chen Yansen frowned and took several steps back when he heard Lao Chen's sour words.

He was very familiar with the subsequent process. Ten minutes later, Lao Chen began to cry. Thirty minutes later, he burst into tears. An hour later, Lao Chen would wipe away his tears and urge him to go home.

It has been like this for more than ten years, and he is tired of it.

Seeing that Lao Chen was in the mood, Chen Yansen turned back to the car, turned on the heater, took out his cell phone and started teasing the girl.

"Brother Yansen, when will you come to my house for dinner?" At this time, a text message popped up.

"In a few days." Chen Yansen simply replied, then switched the page back to WeChat.

As soon as this app was launched, he pulled Mengjie and Song Yuncheng to switch over. There was no other way, because Lei Jun invested all the money in the research and development and production of Xiaomi mobile phones. MiTalk often had network abnormalities, which seriously affected his experience of picking up girls.

Although Zihao's mother is a good cook, when he thought of Wang Ziyan, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​eating for free.

An hour later, Chen Guobin vented his emotions and quietly sat in the passenger seat.

Chen Yansen sent him to the door of the bookstore, then turned the car around and drove to the Dongjindu Bridge.

From a distance, I saw Wang Zihao and his father, wrapped in thick down jackets, sitting on a small stool on the shore, holding fishing rods in their hands and staring at the float.

"Uncle Wang! Long time no see, you look a lot rounder now."

Chen Yansen stepped forward and joked.

"Wow! You've grown taller again. You're almost half a head taller than Zihao. Not bad." Wang Zhanjun turned his head and praised with a smile.

Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao are childhood friends, and they often go to his house for meals since they were young.

Usually in this kind of situation, you either make a friend or an enemy, and Chen Yansen is obviously the former.

In the previous life, he almost took away Lao Wang’s precious daughter.

Wang Zhanjun has been a soldier and fought on the battlefield, so he naturally doesn't care about a few meals. He even gives Chen Yansen red envelopes during festivals.

"I heard from Zihao that you helped him make a lot of money. I don't know much about business, so I can't give you any advice, but you have to be cautious in everything you do, and be brave enough to fight for opportunities when they arise."

Wang Zhanjun patted Chen Yansen on the shoulder and gave him a gentle reminder.

"I know, don't worry." Chen Yansen smiled, took out a fishing rod from the equipment box, and joined the fishing team.

The three of them sat by the river, chatting and enjoying the cool breeze.

Only then did Chen Yansen realize that his 2.63cm tall physique was really not something to be underestimated. Even with the cold wind blowing, he didn't feel anything at all.

"I have an appointment with some old friends to go winter swimming here tomorrow morning. Do you two want to join us?" Wang Zhanjun asked suddenly.

"Dad, I'll just participate in the second game." Wang Zihao said with a chuckle.

He really couldn't bear to go swimming in winter. Only retired veterans like Wang Zhanjun liked to torture themselves without considering their age.

Wang Zihao thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to persuade him out loud for fear of being beaten.

The so-called second game is to go to Qipan Street to drink beef soup, buy some delicious braised dishes, and drink some morning wine to warm the body.

Wang Zhanjun saw that his son was not showing any support, so he turned to look at his 'godson'.

"Uncle Wang, I have to visit a classmate's house tomorrow." Chen Yansen didn't want to suffer in the cold weather, so he quickly found an excuse to shirk responsibility.

"What a coincidence?" Wang Zhanjun didn't believe it.

"We made the appointment yesterday." Chen Yansen said seriously.

"Brother Sen, you're not going to Mengjie's house, are you?" Wang Zihao's eyes lit up, and the fire of gossip burned fiercely.

"Oh, your girlfriend?" Wang Zhanjun understood immediately and continued, "Bring her to me next time."

"Dad, the one you've seen is the tomboy in our class." Wang Zihao said with a grin.

"Ah!?" Wang Zhanjun was stunned. He didn't have a deep impression of their classmates, but the girl with short hair was the only one he had met once, but he remembered her for several years.

So special!

At that time, Mengjie was holding a table leg and chasing a boy to beat him up!

"Xiao Sen, Uncle Wang told you to be manly before, but he didn't tell you to find a girlfriend who is so manly."

Wang Zhanjun frowned, thought for a moment, and advised cautiously.

"Uncle Wang, that was in the past. Let me show you what Mengjie looks like now."

Chen Yansen took out his cell phone, took out Mengjie's photo and handed it to Wang Zhanjun.

"Hey! Is this that tomboy? Oh, you know what, they do look alike. Girls really change a lot when they grow up, haha..." Wang Zhanjun looked at the phone and laughed.

"You kid should learn from me. When I was your age, I had already killed several Annan monkeys. But you don't even have a girlfriend."

After Wang Zhanjun finished laughing, he looked at Wang Zihao beside him and scolded him with a look of disgust on his face.

"Uncle Wang, you don't know, Zihao..." Chen Yansen was just about to tell Wang Zihao the truth and tell him the story of him and Teacher Liu.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zihao didn't even want the fishing rod, and rushed over in a flash. His movement was so fast that it was completely inconsistent with his body size. He quickly covered Chen Yansen's mouth.

Wang Zihao looked at Chen Yansen, his eyes full of desire to survive, and he almost knelt down and called him daddy.

"What's wrong with Zihao?" Wang Zhanjun asked with a smile. He noticed something.

"It's nothing, Zihao just met a girl he likes, who is a little older than him." Chen Yansen looked at Wang Zihao with a half-smile and spoke ambiguously on purpose.

"Junior or senior? A girl in her junior year is a treasure. Your mother is two years older than me, so it doesn't matter..." Wang Zhanjun said with a smile.

"Ouch! I caught a fish!"

Before Wang Zhanjun finished speaking, he felt movement on the fishing rod and quickly lifted it up happily.

An afternoon passed, the sun was halfway down, and the sky became gloomy and cold. The three of them walked back with a few palm-sized crucian carps.

"Will you have a drink with me tonight?" Wang Zhanjun asked.

"Let's eat outside and let the boss process the fish." Chen Yansen said first. Anyway, he was not going to Wang Zihao's house.

"Well, that's fine." Wang Zhanjun didn't think much about it. He stuffed the tools into the electric scooter and let Wang Zihao ride behind him while he got on Chen Yansen's BMW.

The three of them entered the old town, found a familiar restaurant, ordered a few hot dishes and dumplings, and ate them with hearty mouthfuls.

Chen Yansen looked at Wang Zihao, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

Mr. Chen also has his regrets. He did not feel much fatherly love from Old Chen. When he was a child, he only remembered Old Chen kicking him.

Although Zihao is a little stupid, his parents are there, they are tolerant and understanding towards their child, and the family atmosphere is very good.

Unlike Chen Guobin, there are only three things in his life: opening a bookstore, beating his children, and thinking about his wife.

In the next few days, Chen Yansen completely relaxed. During this time, he went to Mengjie's house for a meal and accompanied Wang Zhanjun and others to the Dongfei River to pupate crickets several times.

As a result, he was fine, but Zhan Jun and those old comrades were shivering with cold. They didn't want to lose face in front of the younger generation, so they said: The winter in Chunshen is really cold this year. It was not like this in previous years. I was not like this before, when I was in the army, when I was young, etc.

Chen Yansen smiled and didn't take it seriously.

The twenty-ninth day of the lunar year happens to be February 1st.

Fox Tao's February salary arrived on time, and more than a hundred reminder messages came one after another, blocking Chen Yansen's sight.

In just a few minutes, 148 more strands of the humanitarian flame were added, including wages, commissions, five insurances and one fund, housing subsidies and transportation subsidies. This is also the core reason why he is keen to increase benefits for employees.

"Increase spirit or physique?" Chen Yansen hesitated for a second.

He immediately put all his humanity into his physique, and first maximized the properties of his kidneys.

This time the feeling was even more intense. In an instant, Chen Yansen felt that his muscles, bones, and flesh were contracting, tightening and relaxing, like breathing.

But after a closer look, I felt that it was just an illusion.

After the reaction to Jiadian died down, Chen Yansen had a completely different feeling this time. He could see the price lists of the shops across the street clearly, and he could hear even the subtle sounds around him clearly.

"Since there's a talent column on the panel, it means the current points aren't enough. I need to continue making money and pursuing my career."

Chen Yansen put his hands on his waist and thought secretly.

In the panel's physique column, the value changed from 2.63 to 4.11. In the following days, he tested his strength, speed, reaction, and endurance, and all indicators were beyond the range of ordinary people.

He only needs 7.6 seconds to sprint 100 meters, leaving Bolt behind as the fastest creature on land.

Standing at the intersection, he could see the couplet on the West Lake Gate. The two points were 800 meters apart, and he could even see the trajectory of a hummingbird's wings clearly.

It takes 10 hours of continuous high-intensity exercise to consume half of your physical strength.

He can deadlift over 700 kilograms and even drag a Chevrolet Spark on the roadside with one hand.

"4.1 is so amazing. If it increases to 100, 1000, 10000, or even 100,000, 1 million, or 10 million, wouldn't I become an immortal?"

Chen Yansen recorded various data in the notebook, stared at it for a while, and then crossed out all of them.

(End of this chapter)