Chapter 124: Let's Call It Sister Chengzi (Begging for Monthly Tickets)

Back in 0418, Meng Jie had already left.

Chen Yansen opened the fridge, inside which sat a row of vacuum-sealed beef soup and two thousand-layer tofu rolls with fried dough sticks.

He took one out, microwaved it for two minutes, took a big bite, and it was still salty, fragrant, and crispy.

Chen Yansen walked to the sofa, sat down, ate while opening his laptop, first checking the project group messages, then glancing at the sales data from the past three days.

Daily active users: 2.8 million; daily orders exceeding 500,000; single-day sales broke the 30 million mark, a 20% increase compared to April.

"Looks like we won't even have to wait until June; Fox Tao's monthly sales will hit 1 billion." Chen Yansen finished the tofu roll with fried dough in a few bites and muttered quietly.

Once the Aurora system beta launches, we'll have to start recruiting talent in hardware and industrial design; by then, using Fox Tao's resources won't be appropriate.

Counting the operating system R&D team, there will be at least 100 people by then, and labor costs will probably be even higher than the Fox Tao project.

Penguin, Siwei, and IDG Capital Fund, even if slow, would notice Chen Yansen's little moves.

Damn it!

Still short on money!

Chen Yansen frowned, thought for a moment, and finally decided to sell part of his equity; compared to the mobile phone industry, the human path fire value brought to him by the shopping guide e-commerce was too little.

Having figured it out, Chen Yansen planned to release the news tomorrow and see if any sucker would take the bait.

He knew clearly that once Ali and Jingdong went public and their stock prices stabilized, they would definitely target Fox Tao; by then, making money comfortably would be basically impossible.

After reading books at home all afternoon, Chen Yansen invited Meng Jie out for dinner, then sat for a while on a stone bench at Pearl Lake.

The early summer evening breeze blew gently.

On the way back, Meng Jie said she wanted to watch a movie at 0418; Chen Yansen smiled, made up some excuse, and coaxed her back to the dormitory.

He and Song Yuncheng still had design requirements to handle, so naturally he couldn't let Meng Jie disturb him.

After seeing Meng Jie off, Chen Yansen walked back alone.

Just reaching the fourth floor, he saw Song Yuncheng holding a computer, looking around at the doorway.

"Didn't you have a key?" Chen Yansen walked up and asked with a smile.

"I just arrived and was about to open the door." Song Yuncheng, not to be outdone, tilted her head back and explained.

"Is that so?" Chen Yansen smiled ambiguously, not believing her at all.

He opened the door and walked straight into the bedroom.

"Let's agree first: only talk about work." Song Yuncheng hurriedly reminded.

"I'm just going to get my computer; what are you thinking about in your head?" Chen Yansen turned around, his face full of disgust.

"Oh." Song Yuncheng instantly lost her momentum and walked to the dining table to sit down.

She hadn't been to 0418 for a while; her gaze swept around. It was right here that she had completed the practical interview for Fox Tao, starting from design, leading operations and customer service teams midway, and finally transferring to the Major Client Investment Department.

This experience of over half a year felt like a dream.

Chen Yansen was like the straw she grabbed when drowning, pulling her ashore.

No!

The straw was too thin; Chen Yansen was more like a life-saving wooden stick.

Thinking of this, Song Yuncheng's face turned red, her lips curled upward, and she laughed softly.

"Move over there."

Holding the computer, Chen Yansen nudged Song Yuncheng with his butt and sat down on her right side.

"There's still plenty of space over there!" Song Yuncheng came to her senses and pushed Chen Yansen toward the table corner.

'Pop!'

Chen Yansen lowered his head, kissed her on the lips, and forcibly squeezed Song Yuncheng to his left side.

"Didn't you say only talk about work?" Song Yuncheng wiped her mouth with her hand and asked indignantly.

"Did I agree?" Chen Yansen asked back with a smile.

"Do you know what Wang Teng and his team are busy with every day?" Chen Yansen dropped his smile and asked seriously.

"Hmm, Xu Dan mentioned it; they are developing the mobile app for Fox Tao. Why ask this?"

Song Yuncheng, not understanding, answered instinctively.

"They are developing a mobile operating system." Chen Yansen shook his head and stated the truth.

Very few people in Fox Tao knew about the Aurora R&D team's work; now there was one more.

"Mobile operating system?" Song Yuncheng was stunned, her brain not catching up; in her view, Fox Tao's business had nothing to do with mobile systems.

"I plan to enter the mobile phone industry, but it's still in its infancy, so I'm asking you to design a brand logo."

Chen Yansen said seriously, then added: "Keep this under your hat; don't go spreading it around."

"Got it. Then what's the product's name?"

Seeing that Chen Yansen was really asking her to do design work, Song Yuncheng suddenly felt a bit disappointed.

"Haven't thought of one yet." Chen Yansen shook his head, looking completely honest.

He had thought of many names, like Banana, Strawberry, Rice, and the like; they sounded catchy and down-to-earth, giving users the feeling that they could afford it too.

Chen Yansen had also considered names like Lingxi, Shunying, and Huanjie, but found them too awkward to say.

He felt that letting an ordinary user like Song Yuncheng, who had little contact with the mobile phone industry, come up with the name might better appeal to the masses.

"???"

Song Yuncheng was completely confused and smiled helplessly: "Boss, without even a name, how can I design?"

"You know I'm the boss? I hired you to work; if I have to think of everything, what am I paying you for?"

Chen Yansen immediately put on the detestable face of a capitalist, leaned back in his chair, and acted like a hands-off boss.

Song Yuncheng rolled her eyes, stared at the computer screen, searched her mind for mobile phone brand names on the market, and tentatively asked: "How about calling it Star Shine? Sounds high-end."

"I want something down-to-earth; users should feel they can afford it just by hearing it." Chen Yansen said grumpily.

"That's called wheat; one jin costs nine mao, not even as expensive as a bottle of mineral water."

Song Yuncheng, drawing on her own upbringing, offered a new answer.

Chen Yansen shook his head. "First millet, then wheat; the imitation is too obvious."

"Little Chili, Little Apple, Little Earth Dog, Little Bread, Little Peanut?" Song Yuncheng asked on.

'Bang!'

Chen Yansen raised his hand and rapped Song Yuncheng hard on the skull, scolding, "Pay attention."

"How about using my nickname, Little Chengzi?" Song Yuncheng, having taken a hit, wanted revenge but dared not, so she kept making things up.

"Little Chengzi? Sounds okay, but three characters is too long; change it to two, just Chengzi."

Hearing the three characters 'Little Chengzi', Chen Yansen immediately took interest; years later, this thing would be planted on a massive scale, its price dropping to 9.9 for five jin with free shipping, not much more expensive than wheat.

"Chengzi? Apple? Won't people accuse you of plagiarism?"

Song Yuncheng kindly warned.

"When my shipment volume and sales exceed Apple's, then it's them plagiarizing me."

Chen Yansen argued with conviction.

"Then I'll try." Unable to stand Chen Yansen's shamelessness, Song Yuncheng smiled, opened the CorelDraw interface, first drew an outline of an orange, then added two leaves.

"Remove one, keep only one; let's see the effect."

Chen Yansen placed his hand on Song Yuncheng's shoulder, glanced at the logo prototype, felt somewhat dissatisfied, and immediately said.

"Okay." Song Yuncheng obediently complied, deleting the leaf on the left.

"Looks a bit like an apple," Chen Yansen muttered softly, stroking his chin.

"Then keep the leaf on the left?" Song Yuncheng asked while quickly operating.

"Mm, that looks much better now; go back and adjust it, make three versions and send them to my email."

Chen Yansen nodded in satisfaction and instructed Song Yuncheng.

"Fine, then I'm leaving." Song Yuncheng packed up her computer, ready to leave quickly.

"It's still early; let's watch a movie together. I just bought a projector; help me test its clarity."

Chen Yansen pointed to the projector beside the sofa and said with a smile.

"Next time." Song Yuncheng smiled slightly with lips pressed together; Chen Yansen was truly shamelessly scummy, just wanting to take advantage, yet using the projector review as an excuse.

Her dorm-mates had all returned to campus; she didn't want to explain to anyone tomorrow where she had been tonight.

Seeing she wasn't taking the bait, Chen Yansen didn't force it; he pulled Song Yuncheng into his arms, handling her like a ragdoll, only letting her go once her face turned red.

Raising his hand to check the time, it was only past eight; he picked up a stack of books by the door and walked into the bedroom.

Leaving the faculty apartment, Song Yuncheng walked back along the road, her cheeks still flushed; thinking of Chen Yansen using her nickname to name the new product, she couldn't help but smile, walking back with light steps.

(End of this chapter)