Chapter 190: 799 Ice Point Price, the True King of Value for Money! (Request

The next morning, several sparrows landed on the windowsill, chirping away.

Chen Yansen slowly opened his eyes and rose to his feet, walking outward.

Outside the window, the sky was just beginning to lighten; the city center of Xucheng was shrouded in a mist like a thin veil.

Last night he hadn't returned to Xuyuan—he'd stayed with Wang Zihao and Song Yuncheng in a room opened directly in the Sky Garden, so he could attend Orange Tech's new product launch in the morning without delay.

Chen Yansen sat down at his desk, turned on his computer, and as usual checked the user, sales, and retention data for Pinbei and Orange Tech.

He then opened his email, where Cao Dahua reported that inventory of the Orange F1 and F2 phones shipped to Abyssinia had sold over half; the factory was preparing to produce another 200, 00 Orange F1 units and 50, 00 Orange F2 units for distribution to the East African market.

Chen Yansen considered this, then opened the sales report sent by Zhou Jinling and others; instantly, daily sales figures—including both direct and distributor data—combined and overlapped in his mind.

After a few breaths, Chen Yansen replied to Cao Dahua, instructing him to increase shipment volumes to Zhou Jinling and others by 50%.

From the data, Chen Yansen deduced that Orange phones in Abyssinia were only one right opportunity away from explosive growth.

Increasing supply would give Zhou Jinling more room to maneuver.

Meanwhile, Tencent, DST, and Jinsha Capital had all conducted comprehensive, in-depth evaluations of KuaiPao's business model and profitability.

Their final valuations were 300 million, 160 million, and 210 million respectively.

In reality, without Chen Yansen behind it, this project's valuation would have been halved to be reasonable.

Looking at Pei Yi's request email, he replied: "Table for now."

KuaiPao's scale hadn't even fully absorbed the Lucheng market yet; rushing into funding would cost Chen Yansen dearly.

He merely wanted to use Tencent's influence to raise investor expectations.

The optimal moment would come only after KuaiPao had spent its 30 million in funding and successfully captured Lucheng's food delivery market.

Until then, just drag it out.

"Huh? You're awake?" Song Yuncheng's voice came from behind.

Chen Yansen checked the time—it was just past six fifteen.

He walked back to the bed, pulled Song Yuncheng into his arms: "Didn't sleep well? Stay in the room and rest this morning; return to the tech park in the afternoon."

"Mm, still a bit sleepy. Why do you always wake up before me?"

Song Yuncheng asked curiously.

"Getting older, sleeping less," Chen Yansen chuckled, making up an excuse.

"You're one year younger than me—still pretending to be an adult in front of your sister? Call me 'sister' and let's hear it."

Song Yuncheng laughed, instantly forgetting to press further, instead wriggling against Chen Yansen's chest.

"I'm afraid if I really call you that, you'll get upset," Chen Yansen smirked, slipping his hand under the covers.

"Big brother, don't play—let me catch a few more minutes of sleep," Song Yuncheng's face flushed deeper, her watery eyes seeming ready to drip.

"It's too late to call me big brother now," Chen Yansen smiled faintly, diving under the covers.

Only when the alarm rang at eight did Chen Yansen step into the bathroom, wash up, change into a clean suit, and walk out refreshed toward the dining area.

By now, the ground floor was already packed with luxury cars.

Police Inspectors stood at intersections, directing invited competitors, suppliers, partners, and media reporters to designated parking zones.

Because Orange phones sold 11. 5 million units in 2011, and with DST's Yuri lobbying, Qualcomm, Microsoft, and Sony all sent representatives of considerable rank to the launch.

Lei Yi didn't want to come, but he needed to know Orange Tech's new product price quickly to adjust Xiaomi's R&D plan.

This time, he didn't want to compete head-on with Orange Tech—if customers bought Orange phones at the same price, how could Xiaomi sell?

If Orange's new phone was priced at 2, 99 yuan, he'd continue targeting the 1, 99-yuan market and launch a 1, 99-yuan model to capture more market share.

Shortly after Lei Yi entered with Li Wanqiang, Oppo's Chen Yongming and Meizu's Huang Zhang also walked into the conference hall.

Huang Zhang shot Lei Yi a cold glance, ignored him entirely, and sat down with his assistant.

Ye Qiuping, Wang Teng, and others were responsible for greeting guests on the first floor.

When Chen Yansen arrived, he happened to see Huawei's Yu Chendong walking in.

At the last launch, Huawei had completely ignored Orange Tech—but just six months later, Orange Tech had surged to fourth place on the smartphone sales chart with a single product, and naturally now received attention.

Yu Chendong had personally led his team from Shencheng to Xucheng.

"Chen Zong, great to meet you! I've heard so much about you—it seems the young people of Hui'an not only have business acumen but are also handsome."

Yu Chendong smiled, flattering him.

He too was from Hui'an—technically Chen Yansen's fellow townsman—and immediately grinned warmly.

"Mr. Yu, you flatter me—please, come inside."

Chen Yansen smiled faintly and led Yu Chendong toward the elevator.

In 2012, Huawei had only recently transitioned; under Yu Chendong's leadership, its smartphone shipments easily secured second place in the market.

Although operator-contracted and customized models made up half the volume, shipments exceeding 20 million units still indirectly reflected Yu Chendong's operational ability.

As they walked, Yu Chendong observed this fellow townsman—tall, upright, calm in demeanor—no wonder he'd amassed a fortune of billions before turning twenty.

After escorting Yu Chendong into the elevator, Chen Yansen turned back.

Tang Qingshan had specifically warned him that several major figures from Xucheng would attend today's launch—he mustn't make a mistake.

Chen Yansen had no shortage of experience dealing with such people; in his past life at Feiyu Tech, he'd even established a Public Relations Department, spending two million annually to maintain a second-generation connection who handled external affairs for him.

In plain terms, he smoothed over minor troubles with tax, market supervision, and fire safety associations.

Though these people had little actual ability, their connections were rock-solid—what others couldn't resolve, they could fix with a single word.

Chen Yansen had never shied away from entertaining local bigwigs; in his view, let them come—he wasn't intimidated.

As he thought this, a black, old-model Audi A6 slowly pulled up.

The guard at the entrance saw the license plate, straightened his posture instantly, and his face tightened with tension.

*Click.

A man in his early fifties stepped out from the back seat, wearing a gray jacket, followed by a thirty-year-old man who was likely his assistant or secretary.

"Chen student, we finally meet—Old Tang speaks of you often."

Xu Zhenhui walked forward, smiling, extending his right hand mid-air.

"Chairman Xu, welcome! I haven't had the chance to thank you in person for what you did in Shanghai last time—I must formally thank you now."

Chen Yansen gripped his hand firmly, smiling warmly.

When Tang Qingshan had pulled strings to rescue him, it was Xu Zhenhui who had intervened; Chen Yansen hadn't personally thanked him before due to their differing statuses.

But after selling FoxTao and cashing out over ten billion, his importance in Xu Zhenhui's eyes had instantly risen by dozens of levels.

His attendance at Orange Tech's launch today was also meant to publicly support Orange Tech and Chen Yansen, signaling his stance.

After all, behind the scenes, Lucheng had long wanted Orange and Pinbei to relocate there.

Xu Zhenhui naturally opposed it—he hoped to use this opportunity to discuss with Chen Yansen the possibility of building a smartphone assembly plant in Xucheng to address local employment.

"I'm also an old classmate of Principal Tang—you're his student, so you're my student too. If you ever need help, contact my secretary."

Xu Zhenhui nodded slightly, smiling.

His secretary immediately handed out a business card.

Chen Yansen took it, slipped it into his pocket, and internally felt a sudden *thud*.

As the saying goes: no kindness without motive.

Chen Yansen understood exactly what men like Xu Zhenhui wanted: performance metrics, and thus, capital for promotion.

"Chairman Xu, let me take you up," Chen Yansen exhaled, but didn't take it too seriously.

With his current wealth and industry influence, if he displeased him, he could simply move to another city—he wasn't easily manipulated.

Xu Zhenhui nodded, and with his secretary entered the elevator.

Chen Yansen walked with him, chatting, finally seating him in the front row before exiting and heading downstairs.

Afterward,

He Shiyou, head of ZTE's mobile business, entered the conference hall with his assistant.

Coolpad and Lenovo also showed up—they clearly wanted to learn Orange Tech's new product specs and exact pricing.

Finally arriving late were the co-founders of several investment firms: Zhang Lei from Hillhouse, Zhu Xiaohu from Jinsha Capital, and Zhou Shouzhi from DST.

"Sorry, Chen Zong, traffic was bad—we're a bit late."

Zhou Shouzhi had been on a business trip in Jinling yesterday; this morning he'd rushed straight to Xucheng, his schedule packed tight.

As Orange Tech's sole investor, DST naturally wouldn't miss such a critical event.

"Chairman Zhou, you're too kind—we still have ten minutes until launch, no such thing as late."

Chen Yansen pulled Zhou Shouzhi inside, acting familiar.

Zhou Shouzhi had exceptional execution and drive; Chen Yansen wanted to give him the CEO position at Orange Tech, but after testing the waters, Zhou had politely declined.

This meant Zhou Shouzhi still preferred the investment field.

Chen Yansen didn't mind—the world changes, people change; planting a seed in his mind now was enough.

As the two entered the elevator, Zhou Shouzhi suddenly asked: "Chairman Chen, when does Pinbei plan to launch its Series A funding?"

"Does DST have investment interest?" Chen Yansen countered.

If it invested in Pinbei, DST would have backed all three of China's top e-commerce platforms.

"Investing in Pinbei aligns with DST's overall interests," Zhou Shouzhi replied with a smile.

"Not planning to raise funds yet—but if we do, I'll prioritize DST."

Chen Yansen smiled, declining.

Zhou Shouzhi nodded—he understood that Pinbei under Chen Yansen's control wouldn't lack for cash.

With his influence in China, even without DST, countless domestic investment firms would be waving cash, begging him to accept.

The two entered the conference hall and sat down; it was nearly ten o'clock.

Wang Teng wore an orange-tech workwear short-sleeve T-shirt with the slogan "Let Technology Change Life" printed on the chest, over which he layered a plaid shirt, paired with casual pants and sneakers, looking extremely relaxed.

This was the carefully crafted image designed by the branding and marketing teams; according to Ye Qiuping, Orange Phone's users were mostly young people and office workers.

Dressing like Chen Yan, in sharp suits and polished attire, would only create distance and feel out of touch.

Wang Teng scanned the room and caught sight of his boss, smiling warmly at him.

He took a deep breath and walked steadily toward the center of the stage.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Teng, General Manager of Orange Phone and also a lead engineer for AuroraOS. Today, I'll introduce you to two new products from Orange Tech."

Wang Teng deliberately slowed his speech to appear less nervous.

Taking on this role, trading it for the title of General Manager, he felt it was worth it.

Privately, he had studied Chen Yan's speech videos repeatedly, but ultimately abandoned the idea of imitation.

He realized he lacked his boss's exceptional looks and superior rhetorical flair.

His only advantage was his deep understanding of AuroraOS's development process and his direct involvement in testing the Orange D1 and Orange C2.

He knew the exact placement of every electronic component and could explain the underlying logic behind each design choice.

"The first product is the Orange D1, crafted over six months by the design team specifically for younger users: powered by the MediaTek MT6573 processor, a 4. -inch TFT screen, 512MB of RAM, and 8GB of storage, with a 5-megapixel rear camera..."

Wang Teng introduced it slowly.

From the chip processor to battery capacity, and the rationale behind core component design, he explained everything clearly and accessibly to the audience.

Having engineers present new products to users created an atmosphere thick with technical rigor.

Though the journalists and Orange Phone fans in the audience didn't fully grasp all the technical terms, they easily sensed Wang Teng's sincerity.

Especially when he spoke of the technical efforts made to narrow the bezels on the Orange D1, the audience could vividly feel the entire journey from initial concept to finished product.

I know everyone is curious about the price. All I can say is, this is a price crafted with genuine sincerity—affordable for everyone.

"799 yuan!"

Wang Teng pressed the remote, and the large screen behind him instantly switched to a high-definition CG image of the Orange D1, every detail crystal clear.

Lei Yi Army let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

But representatives from Coolpad, Lenovo, and ZTE immediately frowned—this phone targeted the low-end market, their own comfort zone.

Competition was now inevitable!

The material cost of the Orange D1 was around 390 yuan; even after accounting for R&D, production, marketing, patent licensing, and after-sales costs, the gross margin still exceeded 15%.

Chen Yan felt they were already making more than enough profit.

Even though the Orange D1 had only 512MB of RAM, its 799-yuan price was more than enough to overshadow all its shortcomings.

(End of Chapter)