Chapter 147: Another School Season, Seeds for the African Market (Seeking)

August 31, the day before registration at the Profound Heaven Academy.

A year passed in an instant; the six in Dorm 8302 had transformed from freshmen novices into sophomore "old hands."

Tang Zhenzhe put on a light brown suit and groomed his hair until it shone with oil.

"Brother Zhe, aren't you hot?" Song Yang looked at Tang Zhenzhe with a strange expression.

Today's high temperature was 28 degrees Celsius; he felt stiflingly hot even wearing just a short-sleeved shirt.

"With this outfit of mine, if I stand at the school gate, I'll surely bewitch the junior female students into a daze."

Tang Zhenzhe grinned, his eyes full of longing.

Chen Yansen glanced at him, thinking: Don't end up bewitching the junior female students' mothers instead of the students themselves.

"You're not pursuing Secretary Su anymore?" Zhu Xiaopeng, sitting by the balcony, interjected.

"Don't mention it; I'm offering a warm face to a cold butt, it won't heat up! I think Brother Sen is right; finding a partner still depends on the freshman female students."

Tang Zhenzhe chuckled, then turned his head to look at Chen Yansen.

"Stop wasting words, hurry up and pack; there are many freshmen arriving early. This afternoon, you two go to the telecom business hall and distribute the Level 2 Agent phone cards."

Chen Yansen put away his phone, stood up, and urged them on.

He slept until 4:30, read for four hours after waking, ate breakfast, walked over to 8302, and casually invited a few people to dine outside campus.

"Brother Sen, rest assured! Yesterday, Wang Zihao already assigned the Level 2 Agents to us two; I guarantee no problems will arise."

After hearing this, Song Yang hurriedly promised.

Zhu Xiaopeng and Wang Zhengqiang exchanged a glance; they were quite envious of Tang Zhenzhe and Song Yang taking over the Tongxunxin campus card business.

After all, working hard for at most three days could earn over ten thousand in commission, a daily salary of more than four thousand.

To be honest, many graduates of the Profound Heaven Academy earned less than four thousand per month in their first jobs.

However, their days at the Profound Heaven Academy were not bad either.

Zhu Xiaopeng worked in the customer service group of Fox Tao for nearly a year; including quarterly bonuses, he could earn three or four thousand in part-time income per month.

Over the course of a year, after deducting daily expenses, he could still save twenty or thirty thousand.

For this semester's tuition, Zhu Xiaopeng didn't ask his family for money; he even gave his parents red envelopes of 5,000 yuan each.

Wang Zhengqiang followed Song Yang to run the express delivery station; his income was also good, earning two or three thousand monthly, so busy he didn't even play ball anymore.

Ever since Song Yang started dating, he became a hands-off boss, directly handing over the management of the express delivery station to him.

His wages even increased by five hundred; he could take home three thousand a month, plus the living expenses his parents gave him, and his bank card balance grew larger and larger.

Both of them clearly understood that all these changes in Dorm 8302 were thanks to Chen Yansen.

Even Tang Zhenzhe becoming class monitor was the result of Chen Yansen helping to campaign for votes.

"Old Guo didn't even think of treating everyone to a meal before leaving; he was truly stingy." Chen Yansen joked with a smile.

Guo Dongchen successfully passed the doctoral entrance exam, following the same life trajectory as in his previous life; at this moment, he was probably in Shanghai City, waiting to register and enroll at Jiaotong University.

Therefore, the counselor for Class 10 Journalism changed again to a doctor named Zhang Shun.

"Brother Sen, do you think the new counselor will re-elect the class monitor?" Talking about this topic, Tang Zhenzhe frowned and asked in a low voice.

Having served as class monitor for a year, he had tasted the sweetness and long since lost any resistance.

"Rest assured, as long as you don't point at his nose and scold him, Zhang Shun is too lazy to bother with you; I've checked, this person is even more outrageous than Guo Dongchen and completely ignores affairs."

Chen Yansen said with a smile.

"Hehe, that's good." Tang Zhenzhe sighed in relief, his hanging heart finally settling down.

"Sister Chengzi's Tech Products brand department is missing an intern; if you are interested..."

Chen Yansen looked at Tang Zhenzhe and slowly began to speak.

"Brother Sen, I am very interested; once I finish these two days of work, I will go report immediately!"

Before Chen Yansen could finish speaking, Tang Zhenzhe showed joy on his face, grabbed his arm, and agreed at once.

"Let's go, let's go, set off quickly! If we're any later, there won't be any seats left for the meal." Song Yang put on his shoes and pushed Wang Zhengqiang out the door.

Zhu Xiaopeng locked the dorm room door last and hurriedly chased after them.

"Brother Sen!"

"Brother Yang!"

As they passed the male dorms of the School of Literature and Communication, people constantly greeted them.

8302 had extremely high visibility in the Class of 2010; although Song Yang's express delivery station was like an elephant compared to an ant when compared to Fox Tao and Sister Chengzi's Tech Products.

But in the eyes of ordinary students, Song Yang, who could net seventy or eighty thousand a year, was also a campus celebrity; otherwise, how would a sophomore senior sister actively pursue him?

Chen Yansen didn't need mentioning; the terrifying pre-sale volume of two million units for the Sister Chengzi Phone made his fame at the Profound Heaven Academy directly overshadow the principal.

Many freshmen who hadn't arrived to register yet already knew there was a senior named Chen Yansen at the Profound Heaven Academy who, after starting a business for only one year, had accumulated a fortune of over ten billion.

Chen Yansen's tall, handsome, young, and wealthy image still made many young girls inexperienced in the world fantasize.

If only they could have a romantic encounter with him on the cherry blossom corridor of the Profound Heaven Academy.

The six of them arrived at the first floor; Chen Yansen did not drive.

The group walked along Xuelin Road, heading south, strolling towards the school gate.

As usual, they chose Shuangqing Restaurant; after eating and drinking their fill, Chen Yansen, Meng Xibo, Wang Zhengqiang, and Zhu Xiaopeng headed to the Entrepreneurship Park.

Song Yang and Tang Zhenzhe went together to the telecom hall on campus to discuss tomorrow's campus card promotion process with Meng Yaqin.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Yansen went up to the second floor; he hadn't been to the Entrepreneurship Park for some time, recently busy with the design of the new phone, usually staying at Sister Chengzi's Tech Products, even changing Fox Tao's morning meetings to online reports.

"Brother Sen!" Xiang Pengfei saw him walk into room 206 and greeted him with a smile.

Chen Yansen nodded slightly, walked to his seat, and sat down; the desk was clean and tidy, obviously someone helped clean it regularly.

Song Yuncheng across from him seemed to sense it, looked up, and glanced at Chen Yansen.

Chen Yansen said nothing, opened the computer, logged into the data backend, and checked the recent core metrics.

Mama Ali's total sales for August reached 3.7 billion, of which Sister Chengzi phones contributed over 2 billion; the remaining 1.6 billion represented Mama Ali's true performance level.

Daily active users rose from 4 million at the end of July to 4.8 million, just one step away from the 5 million mark.

Even after ad spend was halved, steady growth was maintained, with Sister Chengzi phone users contributing significant traffic.

After buying phones, these users would occasionally open Mama Ali while waiting for the cashback to arrive in 21 days, browsing Super Cashback, 9.9 deals, or the Shangcheng cashback section, thereby generating second and third orders.

The data showed that about 40% of Sister Chengzi phone users completed a second purchase on Mama Ali.

From a financial perspective, although 1.7% of gross profit was lost, Mama Ali gained 2 million new customers and boosted Sister Chengzi phone pre-orders, making it worthwhile.

"Beep-beep-beep—"

The message window in the bottom-right corner of the computer desktop suddenly shook.

Chen Yansen clicked it open, saw it was a message from Meng Jie, stood up, went downstairs, and retrieved his car from below the faculty apartments.

Song Yuncheng glanced secretly, roughly guessed what Chen Yansen was about to do, and sighed lightly: "Making money hard is still the most reliable! Handsome guys are already unreliable, let alone those who are both rich and handsome."

Having said that, she opened a business PPT and checked the latest developments in the group-buying industry.

Laoshou. com failed its IPO push and refocused its efforts on increasing market share.

After Meituan. com secured a total of 80 million US dollars in funding from DST and Mama Ali, it intensified its push to reach the top three in the industry.

Gao Peng. com faced frequent brand crises; even with strong support from Mama Ali and Penguin behind it, its market share still plummeted.

Excluding Juhuasuan, the top three in the group-buying race were now Laoshou, Wowo Tuan, and Nuomi. com, with Meituan in fourth place and Gao Peng nearly falling out of the top ten.

Song Yuncheng pondered briefly, then picked up her phone and called Laoshou and Wowo Tuan separately to discuss September's group-buying special sales events.

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Early the next morning, Song Yang and Tang Zhenzhe, dressed neatly, sat at the telecom campus card activity station, busy selling cards.

"Uncle, hello, may I ask where the registration point for the School of Literature and Communication is?"

Tang Zhenzhe was looking down, organizing phone cards, when a crisp voice suddenly came to his ear.

Uncle?

Besides him and Song Yang, all the telecom staff nearby were women; where did this "uncle" come from?

"Hahaha..." Song Yang couldn't help but burst into laughter, pointing at Tang Zhenzhe and teasing, "Brother Zhe, I told you not to wear a suit; you already look a bit anxious."

Tang Zhenzhe finally realized the girl was referring to him when she said "uncle."

In the past two years, Korean dramas had become popular, popularizing terms like "uncle," "little brother," and "little sister."

Young girls loved using "uncle" to address men more than ten years their senior.

"Junior sister, how do I look like an uncle? I'm only a sophomore!" Tang Zhenzhe replied with a dissatisfied tone.

"But you're wearing a suit, and your hairstyle is very mature; you really look like a handsome uncle."

The girl, carrying a schoolbag, said with a smile.

Hearing the first half, Tang Zhenzhe's face darkened; hearing the second half, his heart blossomed with joy.

Looking at the girl again, she wore a high ponytail, her small face was fair, and perhaps due to the heat, her cheeks held a flush of red.

"Shall I take you there? Are you majoring in Journalism or Chinese Language? Why didn't your parents come with you?"

Tang Zhenzhe put down the phone cards, stepped out of the activity station, and offered to take the girl to the registration point at the School of Literature and Communication.

"I'm a local; it takes only ten minutes to get home, so I don't need my mom and dad to follow me."

The girl replied with a smile.

Tang Zhenzhe smiled along, but his heart grew cold, thinking to himself: Looks like this phone card won't be sold.

On the other side.

Chen Yansen picked Meng Jie up from the bus station and brought her back to Xu Yuan.

Having not seen each other for two months, the two didn't even bother with their luggage and went straight to room 0418, rolling from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Whether used for the first time or after a long period of disuse, this door latch and socket required a process of readjustment.

Fortunately, Chen Yansen had studied "Yingzao Fashi" and was very familiar with the structure and usage of door latch craftsmanship; within moments, he figured out the thickness and path of the door latch socket, then began pulling back and forth.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Shencheng.

Zhou Jinling, accompanied by two market development staff, boarded a plane bound for Abyssinia.

Chen Yansen had hired over thirty overseas channel managers like Zhou Jinling, most of whom had offline sales experience in African markets.

Some could even speak fluent Arabic or French.

This group was like seeds scattered casually by Chen Yansen, all flying toward the African market.

(End of this chapter)