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Memoirs of Dahua","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-111",111,"\u003Cp>Chen Yansen put his luggage in the living room, turned, and walked downstairs toward the startup park.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FoxTao’s various channels have all stabilized; he only oversees the big picture at the company, delegating all execution-level tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing the courier station, he spotted Song Yang sitting at the door, scrolling through a novel on his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yangyang, what’re you up to?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen nudged him with his elbow and asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Dong’s new book, ‘The Veil of Heaven’—I’ve been chasing it lately. Let me tell you, this novel is insane. Just a few lines of bragging make you utterly hooked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yang snapped back to reality, looked up, saw Chen Yansen, and enthusiastically introduced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, Song Yang had once done exactly this—handing his phone to Chen Yansen, insisting he experience the charm of the Five Whites of the Central Plains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But back then, Chen Yansen was too busy groveling to care about web novels, and naturally refused Song Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This life? No need to say it—no matter how thrilling the book, it can’t match Chen Zong’s daily life. Without immersion, how could it feel satisfying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t seek immortality—I only wait in this mortal world for your return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am the Heavenly Emperor—I shall crush all enemies under heaven!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My son Wang Teng has the bearing of an Emperor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yang chuckled, reciting the novel’s classic lines effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh, youth is so great—so dumb and so otaku!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen thought to himself, patted Song Yang’s shoulder, stayed silent, and turned to head upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen suddenly remembered something and turned back: “Say that last line again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My son Wang Teng has the bearing of an Emperor!” Song Yang grinned. “Isn’t that pure class?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, Yangzi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep in his memory, Chen Yansen finally recalled a fragment: the future general manager of Redmi and head of Xiaomi’s marketing department was also named Wang Teng—and he seemed quite capable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he couldn’t lure Li Wanqiang away, he’d go for his successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d just lifted his foot to climb the stairs when he realized—he only knew the name. He had zero details on Wang Teng’s resume, or whether he’d even joined Xiaomi yet, or where he worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it. Leave it to the headhunters. With a name and industry, they should be able to dig him up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having figured it out, Chen Yansen went upstairs. Passing Cao Dahua’s office, he saw him still at his desk, rushing to finish a report, and knocked lightly on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come in! We haven’t seen each other in days—still being formal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua didn’t move, smiling teasingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m afraid I’ll walk in and catch you watching educational videos—then we’d both be awkward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen pushed the door open, sat down hard, shook the teapot—half full—and without ceremony poured himself a cup, sipping slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zihao said you went to Yancheng to negotiate a partnership with Xiaomi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Cao Dahua subtly shut off the player and closed his laptop before speaking slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah. Leiyi Army pretended to be interested in investment and lured me to Yancheng. But I knew what I was doing—this trip wasn’t wasted. I brought back two B2C platforms for Shangcheng’s rebates.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen set down his tea and spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He probably wants to make phones?” Cao Dahua picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup, slurped it, and asked with narrowed eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely. These days, selling phones is like printing money—profit from hardware, then software. Kill two birds with one stone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen replied with a light laugh. For him, the sheer number of manufacturing jobs was what truly intrigued him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just that! Once the brand takes off, accessories—chargers, headphones, phone cases, screen protectors—even branded merchandise—become major profit centers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua waved his hand, adding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You actually know this?” Chen Yansen blinked, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell? What do you mean? I’ve told you about my struggles in Shencheng—so you didn’t believe a word?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua’s face hardened slightly, muttering under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen chuckled awkwardly—he’d been drunk last time and dismissed everything Cao Dahua said as bragging. Naturally, he’d let it flow in one ear and out the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I believe you! We’re brothers—of course I believe you. I just thought you were in internet, never realized you knew so much about phones.” Chen Yansen laughed it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I started my business, you hadn’t even graduated elementary school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua snorted, grumbling, then asked: “By your tone, you’re thinking of getting into phones too? Let me tell you, real industry isn’t like internet—it’s way deeper than you think.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last time I asked what projects you’d tried, you never answered. Tell me—maybe I can learn from your failures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen asked casually, curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? When did I ever fail?” Cao Dahua turned, leaned in, hesitated, then whispered: “Don’t you dare tell anyone! Have you heard of Hao123?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re the founder of Hao123? I heard Baidu spent 12 million in cash plus 40,000 Baidu stock options to buy it seven years ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was Chen Yansen’s turn to be stunned—he never imagined Cao Dahua, the slacker immortal, had such a shining past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, Baidu’s stock was over $100 per share back then—40,000 shares meant 28 million Huayuan. Add the cash, Cao Dahua’s net worth was at least 40 million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet old Cao drove nothing but a Haval H6—so low-key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Chen Yansen’s praise, Cao Dahua blushed, coughed twice: “I just asked if you’d heard of it—I never said I was the boss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, old Cao, don’t tease me like that—I was planning to treat you to dinner tonight. You’re not gonna chicken out over a meal, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen joked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My product was called 991 Navigation. Not as big as Hao123, but still well-known in the southeast. Later sold to Google—not much profit, but enough to live on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua beamed, his expression nostalgic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen thought it might be some sketchy navigation site, but from Cao Dahua’s expression, he guessed it was a mid-tier shopping guide site, maybe sold for a few million at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pleasure to meet you! When I was in middle school, I actually used this navigation site to find study materials.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen lied offhandedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? All past now. Let’s not talk about that—tell me about you. You really want to get into phones? Isn’t it easier and sweeter to run a shopping guide e-commerce?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua felt uneasy and quickly changed the subject, speaking earnestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d once done all sorts of flashy, gimmicky things on his site to drive traffic and boost user retention—Chen Yansen’s words made him feel utterly exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought to himself: No wonder this kid’s smart but only got into a second-tier college—he’d been hunting “study materials” since middle school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too easy. Boring to make money that way. I like to mess around,” Chen Yansen grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had to live a quiet, ordinary life, he’d rather die. His dictionary had only two words: adventure and money!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man can’t be broke, and he can’t be boring!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Say that out loud and someone’s gonna beat you up in an alley—you’re asking for hate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua burst out laughing, pointing at Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m out. Don’t want you to sneak out after work and ambush me.” Chen Yansen stood, brushed off his pants, and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young people—always wanting to mess around. Just like me back then,” Cao Dahua watched his back, shook his head, smiled, then opened his laptop to resume the unfinished video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen had just stepped into Room 206 when Wang Zihao rushed over with his laptop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yesterday’s new user growth broke 800,000—DAU hit 1.75 million—but the burn rate is insane. My heart can’t take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao gestured for Chen Yansen to check the ad metrics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen glanced quickly—the CPM and CPA were within control, and the channels were delivering over 100,000 units—clearly, the ad team had put serious thought into creatives and targeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like we’ll hit our 2 million DAU target before June.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen looked away, nodding in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His initial plan was to push FoxTao’s DAU to 3 million and annual sales past 10 billion—only then could he negotiate a Series B round or find a sucker to buy FoxTao outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others didn’t know, but he knew: once Ali and JD went public and stabilized their stock prices, they’d likely target FoxTao first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who’d let a third-party external channel grow too big?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were them, he’d make the same choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The telecom interface should be ready next week. We’ll place the entry point in the user center—daily exposure will hit over a million.” Wang Zihao continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just keep an eye on it. Tell me when it goes live—no need to report every step.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen smiled faintly, instructing Wang Zihao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it. I’ll head back—last week’s ad analysis is in your email.” Wang Zihao smiled, returned to his desk with his laptop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen leaned back, put his feet on the desk, pulled out his phone, and started playing Temple Run—he’d played it before, but that was over a decade ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after ten minutes, he put the phone down. With his current reflexes and speed, the game felt slowed down tenfold—the tension and thrill vanished, replaced by utter boredom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strengthening body and spirit isn’t always a good thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stayed at the startup park until six, but 90% of the team still sat at their desks—after all, overtime paid 1.5x, and no one felt like they were working for free for Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a company racing upward with generous overtime pay, no one felt pain working at the startup park.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen called Meng Xibo and Zhu Xiaopeng, passed by the first floor to pick up Song Yang and Wang Zhengqiang, and they headed out. Once a month, they gathered—Tang Zhenzhe had already ordered dishes at Shuangqing Restaurant, waiting for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, the guys’ talk inevitably turned to girls. Zhu Xiaopeng said Tang Zhenzhe had been rejected by Su Meiling and was feeling down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yang scratched his head: a fine arts senior was chasing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sparked everyone’s interest—they bombarded him with questions: How did she look? How tall? How far had things gone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lowbrow!” Chen Yansen pulled Song Yang over, pointed at the group, and scolded—then grinned mischievously: “How many bases have you reached?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck!” Everyone flipped him off, laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Chen Yansen took up a book and attended a specialized class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teacher, seeing this unfamiliar face, assumed he was a student from another department auditing the lecture, paid him no mind, and had no idea this man was Chen Yansen, whom he had never met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lunch, Chen Yansen entered Room 206. Xu Dan stepped forward to report: “Brother Sen, the headhunters have forwarded several candidates named Wang Teng. I think the one working at OPPO best fits your requirements.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He handed over five or six resumes; the top one belonged to Wang Teng, a graduate of Huazhong University of Science and Technology, who joined OPPO in 2008 as a product manager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen opened the second resume—it was another man named Wang Teng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, why are there so many Wang Tengs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all of them work in industries related to mobile phones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen frowned, unsure for a moment which one was the man he was looking for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Conduct the initial interview yourself. Have Director Cao recommend a teacher from a related field for the technical interview—pick whoever is most capable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen made the final decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1934,"2026-06-19T19:17:18.227Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","946f9d95ecf09366394c6742bf083308425944eaa87f3d801bbefa0ae1e1c3c5","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-112","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-110",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]