Chapter 308: Chen Yansen: Mr. Ma, He's Playing You! The Second Round of Drinking!

In Beijing, at the Marco Polo Hotel, inside the glittering top-floor banquet hall.

More than a dozen men and women, dressed impeccably, clinked glasses and drank until their faces turned red.

After finalizing the cooperation, the smile on Ma Ge's face grew even wider; in one year, the valuation of Pinba had surged elevenfold.

In other words, the three hundred million he had invested initially had now become thirty-three billion US dollars.

Chen Yansen set down his wine glass, leaned close to Ma Ge's ear, and asked, "How far along are the financing and cooperation talks with Tencent and JD. com?"

How far along?

Ma Wenteng's face faltered; he sighed slightly and, with an unpleasant tone, cursed, "Liu Qiangdong just raised four billion US dollars and immediately started playing a delaying tactic; he neither accepted nor refused."

You're forcing Handsome Dong to pick up trash, of course he's unwilling!

A month ago, if it hadn't been a case of having no other choice, Liu Qiangdong probably wouldn't have agreed to Liu Zhiping's demands.

After all, QQ Group Buying, Paipai. com, and YiXun. com were purely traps; JD. com bought them with gritted teeth, and the losses were at least over ten billion US dollars.

Ma Wenteng wanted to conveniently clean up Tencent's negative asset projects, while Liu Qiangdong had set his sights on the first-tier traffic entry points of QQ and WeChat; initially, the two were a perfect match, but after Liu Qiangdong secured the financing, his mindset changed.

Hearing this, Chen Yansen smiled lightly, raised his wine glass, and clinked it against Ma Wenteng's, saying, "Liu Qiangdong believes JD. com's valuation is severely underestimated; unless dragged out for a year and a half, he probably won't even start the negotiation process. Mr. Ma, he is playing you!"

"Underestimated? Hong Kong and American brokers offered him a quote of sixty billion US dollars, I offered sixty-five billion US dollars, and he is still not satisfied?"

Ma Wenteng's face flushed red, slightly intoxicated by alcohol; he reached out to light a cigarette for himself and began puffing away clouds of smoke.

"The quote is fine, but Mr. Ma wants to pay with equity in QQ Group Buying, Paipai. com, and YiXun. com, offering only ten percent in cash. JD. com is already short on funds; after OTPP appeared, Liu Qiangdong had another choice, so naturally he didn't want to deal with Tencent anymore," Chen Yansen said with a smile.

"Mr. Chen, what you said last time, that Pinba is also willing to take over QQ Group Buying, Paipai. com, and YiXun. com—does that still hold true?"

Ma Wenteng turned his head and stared straight at Chen Yansen, asking.

"Last time? I was joking, Mr. Ma shouldn't take it seriously," Chen Yansen took a sip of wine and said lightly.

Ma Wenteng wanted to play a balancing strategy, pitting Pinba and JD. com against each other like crickets; how could Chen Yansen not be angry in his heart?

After speaking, he glanced at the awkward expression on Ma Ge's face and felt secretly pleased.

Ma Wenteng opened his mouth, wanting to scold someone, but forcibly held back; finally, he took a deep breath and said, "When signing tomorrow, change the cooperation term for the QQ and WeChat entry points to five years."

Originally, three years had been communicated.

But Ma Wenteng feared that after Pinba grew strong, it would kick Tencent off the bus, so he proactively proposed it.

"Agreed," Chen Yansen readily agreed.

Whether it was three years or five years, Pinba wouldn't have to spend a single cent anyway.

Logically, occupying the resource slots on QQ and WeChat should require paying a sum of advertising fees.

But Chen Yansen usually doesn't follow reason!

Tencent providing the first-tier traffic entry points of QQ and WeChat to Pinba for free in order to obtain Pinba's Series B financing approval rights; this requirement had been clearly stipulated in the contract back during the Series A financing.

After three rounds of drinks, time had swiftly turned to ten o'clock.

Cai Yongjin raised his hand, glanced at his wristwatch, stood up to take his leave; he was the spokesperson for the finance sub-forum of this Internet conference, and tomorrow he had to rush early to the International Conference Center; plus, being older, naturally he couldn't match the energy of the young people.

Yu Heng and Gao Huiyi followed closely behind to leave.

Just three minutes later, only the people from Senlian Capital and Tencent remained in the room.

"Mr. Ma, shall we disperse as well?" Chen Yansen said.

"Fine, let's talk again tomorrow." Ma Wenteng had drunk three or four cups of baijiu that evening; even though his alcohol tolerance was good, at this moment he felt groggy.

"Boss, the car is ready." At this moment, Gao Weilin leaned over to remind him.

"Is there another round?" Ma Wenteng asked in pursuit.

"Zhang Chaoyang invited me to a bar," Chen Yansen explained simply.

"Let's go together; I actually want to meet Charles too." Ma Wenteng took the coat Liu Zhiping handed him, draped it over his arm, and immediately said.

In terms of personal wealth, Zhang Chaoyang was far inferior to him.

But in terms of industry status within the Internet, Zhang Chaoyang was in no way inferior to him; after all, the other party still held the title of the first generation of Internet godfathers. Zhang Chaoyang was considered Ma Wenteng's guide; although times and circumstances had changed, with the former big brother becoming the little brother, the relationship between the two privately was still quite good.

Chen Yansen nodded, sent a text message to Old Zhang, and gave the other party a heads-up in advance.

"OK." Zhang Chaoyang replied very quickly.

Subsequently, the group arrived at the first floor, split into four luxury cars, and sped towards the location of the Vics Club.

At the same time.

Inside a private room on the second floor of the Vics Club, Zhang Chaoyang, Lei Yi, Ding Lei, and He Xiaopeng had just sat down not long ago.

"Bring a few bottles of the good wine I stored; the labels on the bottles have the three characters 'Chen Yansen' on them."

Zhang Chaoyang said to the bar manager.

Chen Yansen had successively sent him several cases of whiskey and red wine; Zhang Chaoyang couldn't finish it all by himself, so he simply stored it at the bar to entertain friends on ordinary days.

"Alright, Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment." The bar manager, with a smile on his face, replied respectfully.

Although Zhang Chaoyang wasn't among the very top tier in Beijing's circle of the wealthy, he still had a net worth of at least several billion; the bar manager was naturally especially attentive to him.

"Is Ma Wenteng coming too?" Lei Yi asked.

"Mm, and Liu Zhiping too." Zhang Chaoyang, not minding it, replied casually.

"These three getting together, they are most likely discussing financing cooperation for Kuaidi or Didi Chuxing; recently, the ride-hailing war between Baidu and Senlian Capital has made my scalp go numb!"

Ding Lei leaned back on the sofa, pushed up his glasses, and sighed with a chuckle.

"No way out; both Baidu and Senlian Capital want to combine transportation, group buying, food delivery services, and electronic navigation maps. The market is huge, but since both Chen Yansen and Li Yanhong want to be the boss, it's going to be difficult."

He Xiaopeng picked up a cup of cool tea, took a sip, and said.

He had eaten dinner with Zhang Chaoyang, Lei Yi, and Ding Lei, then chatted in the hotel for over an hour before coming to the bar; judging by his flushed cheeks, it was clear that the group hadn't drunk lightly that evening either.

"I just don't understand Chen Yansen's moves; the gaming industry is clearly more profitable, yet he偏偏 chose the group buying and ride-hailing markets." Ding Lei shook his head, looking puzzled.

"If Chen Yansen really went into games, Ding Lei would be unhappy again," Lei Yi teased.

"Haha, that's true; Chen Yansen's project management skills are absolutely top-tier among young people; if Senlian Capital enters the gaming industry, it will be a fierce rival for NetEase, Tencent, and Perfect World."

Ding Lei smiled and admitted it frankly.

"How many units of NetEase's Ruiying G1 have been sold?" Lei Yijun suddenly asked.

"2.1 million units," Ding Lei answered truthfully, a look of pride flashing in his eyes.

Launched in less than fifty days, with over 40,000 units sold daily, the sales performance was impressive, even surpassing most new models launched by domestic mobile phone manufacturers.

"The Aurora OS system is indeed more powerful than the MIUI system. The Xiaomi 1S now has two versions with similar configurations and prices, yet the Xiaomi 1S equipped with the Aurora OS system sells over 3,000 more units daily."

Lei Yijun shrugged, speaking with a look of helplessness.

"It is said that the sales data for Sister Chengzi phones in the African market has exploded, with total sales exceeding 5 million units," He Xiaopeng interjected.

"So high?" Ding Lei felt surprised instantly, and suddenly the 2 million unit sales figure for NetEase phones didn't seem so appealing.

"Chen Yansen started laying out the African market last year. Although Nigeria and Abyssinia are a bit poor, the population of two to three hundred million is real. Even in the poorest places, there are rich people. 5 million units is nothing; if the market potential can be fully developed, selling 30 million units a year would not be difficult."

Zhang Chaoyang said it lightly.

After hearing this, Lei Yijun was immediately tempted; if Xiaomi phones could successfully open up overseas markets, revenue and valuation would have opportunities for growth.

But the entry threshold for the European and American mobile phone markets is high, and the African market is being watched by Chengzi Technology. Where should Xiaomi go?

There are not many regions with such huge market potential and large populations.

Lei Yijun pondered silently and soon set his sights on Tianzhu, with over a billion people and astonishing potential.

Thinking of this, he prepared to send a team of market researchers to Tianzhu to comprehensively collect local market conditions and development data.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard that Sister Chengzi phones are about to be launched and sold in Eastern Europe?" Ding Lei asked, following up on Zhang Chaoyang's topic.

Zhang Chaoyang was just about to answer when he saw the frosted glass door being pushed open from the outside.

(End of this chapter)