Chapter 338: 1.13 Million Units on Day One, 300 Million Yuan in Sales

Three months ago, Huawei launched a tablet called MediaPad 10 FHD, priced at 2,499 yuan for the 16GB Wi-Fi version, with performance comparable to Sister Chengzi Pad 1.

Of course, that was just Yu Chendong putting a good face on it.

Because the MediaPad 10 FHD had a resolution of 1920×1200, while Sister Chengzi Pad 1 was 2048×1536, and the former's camera pixel count, operating system, and processor performance were all far inferior.

Yet the price difference between the two was 500 yuan!

"Huang Zhang wasn't wrong—Chen Yansen and Lei Yi are fundamentally the same: both are troublemakers."

Yu Chendong sighed slightly and shook his head.

"The 32GB version is priced at 2,299 yuan; the 64GB version is 2,899 yuan!"

Wang Teng continued in the video.

For tablets with equivalent specs, the Shanxing N800 32GB version costs 4,698 yuan; the Apple iPad 4 costs 4,488 yuan.

Compared to Apple and Shanxing, Sister Chengzi Pad 1 is half the price;

compared to Huawei, Lenovo, and ASUS, Sister Chengzi Pad 1 is 20 to 30 percent cheaper.

In other words, after Sister Chengzi Technology entered the tablet market, everyone's hardware profit margins dropped by another 20 to 30 percent.

The Lenovo Pad A2109 matches Sister Chengzi Pad 1 in price, but in screen size, resolution, operating system, battery specs, internal storage, and camera functionality, it's utterly crushed by Sister Chengzi Pad 1.

After listening to Wang Teng's explanation, Yu Chendong's vigilance toward Sister Chengzi Technology greatly lessened.

After all, apart from price, AuroraOS, and Mo Si's voice interaction engine, Sister Chengzi Pad 1 was merely an "assembled" product with no real technical depth.

In his view, his own MediaPad 10 FHD at least featured the HiSilicon K3V2 in-house chip—far superior to Sister Chengzi Pad 1.

On the other side.

Wang Teng continued introducing the second new product, Sister Chengzi MagicBook: a silver chassis, equipped with a Core i5 processor, 4GB RAM, 512GB HDD, GeForce GTX 660M dedicated GPU, a 14-inch screen, and weighing only 1.9 kilograms.

In the 2012 laptop market, this was still considered ultrathin and compact.

Launch price: 3,999 yuan!

It struggles slightly with large online games, but easily suffices for daily office work and light gaming, ideal for college students and white-collar workers.

Sister Chengzi Technology's first online press conference lasted two hours and ten minutes; even at noon, when Sister Chengzi Pad 1 and Sister Chengzi MagicBook went on sale on Shangcheng, Pinbei, and KuaiPao, Wang Teng had not yet finished.

Old fans familiar with Sister Chengzi Technology's product hype rhythm had already been waiting in front of their screens, opening the official Shangcheng link.

As expected, the moment the time came, Sister Chengzi Pad 1 and Sister Chengzi MagicBook went live on schedule.

Although the back-to-school season had passed, many college students still had device purchase needs.

For example, at Xu Yuan, freshmen were not allowed to bring laptops years ago—only sophomores were permitted.

But as laptop prices dropped and campus networks became widespread, more and more students added laptops to their essential back-to-school trio.

Even so, the proportion of freshmen owning laptops remained under 50 percent; most waited until their sophomore year to buy their first laptop.

For instance, Dorm 8302 originally had only Chen Yansen and Song Yang with laptops; the other four bought theirs in their first-semester sophomore year or second-semester freshman year.

Of course, this didn't apply to economically developed coastal regions.

And right now, it was the peak period for sophomore purchases.

For laptops with identical specs, ASUS sold for 4,699 yuan; Lenovo dared to sell for 5,999 yuan.

Sister Chengzi MagicBook wasn't exactly premium hardware, but its sleek appearance—a shiny silver ultrathin metal chassis—combined with its 3,999 yuan price tag, easily won over a large pool of potential users.

Remember, thanks to AuroraOS, Sister Chengzi phones, Mo Si smart speakers, and power banks, Sister Chengzi Technology already had over 30 million users nationwide.

And most of these users were young.

Thus, in the first hour of official sale, Sister Chengzi Pad 1 set a staggering record of 14,000 units sold; Sister Chengzi MagicBook sold 6,700 units.

Wang Teng stepped offstage, greeted the YY Live staff, then drove back to company headquarters.

On the way, he pulled out his phone to check the project group messages; the data team sent a sales summary every ten minutes.

From noon to 2 p. m., just two hours, they sold 26,000 Sister Chengzi Pad 1 units and 11,000 Sister Chengzi MagicBook units.

It didn't look like much, far behind the sales figures of Sister Chengzi C3 and Qingcheng D1S.

But for Sister Chengzi Technology's first foray into the personal PC market, achieving this sales volume was no small feat.

All thanks to the accumulated user trust from before!

Chen Yansen, sitting in his office, received calls from Yu Chendong and Lei Yi one after another; after chatting half-heartedly, he hung up.

Yu Chendong wanted to probe Sister Chengzi Technology's commitment to tablets and laptops; upon learning that Sister Chengzi Pad 1 and Sister Chengzi MagicBook were merely supplementary products for Sister Chengzi Smart Life Pavilion, he immediately relaxed.

Lei Yi came to "learn from experience"; since Xiaomi phone sales were mediocre, he shifted focus to digital accessories, hoping to boost overall revenue by expanding the product line.

The Xiaomi Box was his first attempt; the launch of Sister Chengzi Pad 1 gave him fresh inspiration.

"I heard Xiaomi's annual cumulative sales haven't even surpassed 360's—Lei's probably really panicking."

Chen Yansen put down his phone and chuckled.

Whether the 360 G800 Pro Shine or the 360 N1, both targeted the mid-to-low-end market, perfectly matching user demands in the early smartphone stage.

Users didn't care about brand or performance—only specs and price!

If users could accept Shanzhai phones, they'd have no problem with Mama Ali Cloud, NetEase, Shengda, or 360 phones.

For Xiaomi, with Sister Chengzi phones blocking the front and a swarm of internet phones circling behind, plus Lei Yi's refusal to abandon MIUI, its market performance lagging behind 360's was entirely predictable.

Chen Yansen didn't take Yu Chendong or Lei Yi's words to heart; he immediately launched Cadence Spectre and got back to designing his in-house chip's analog circuits.

Whenever he hit a snag, he instantly activated the 【Planck Clock】 talent—within a second, all problems dissolved.

At 24:00 that day, total sales of Sister Chengzi Pad 1 reached 79,000 units; Sister Chengzi MagicBook reached 34,000 units; total transaction value was 302 million yuan.

If user feedback was positive, the Shencheng factory would ramp up production to capture more market share.

……

……

The next morning, Chen Yansen slowly woke up on Ye Qiuping's bed; the familiar milky scent filled his nose.

Now, the side effect of using the 【Planck Clock】 talent had become his best sleep aid.

Chen Yansen sat up straight, picked up his phone from the bedside — 6:20 — the sky outside the window was faintly brightening.

Today was Monday; there was a morning meeting.

Additionally, Li Guoqing and Huang Zheng from Dangdang had scheduled a meeting today to discuss deeper business cooperation between Dangdang and Pinbei.

As Pinbei's boss, Chen Yansen naturally had to show up.

Then he slipped on slippers, strolled over, and sat beside the living room sofa, as usual flipping through digital scans on his phone.

His mind, meanwhile, was mulling over Liang Bo's overseas market expansion plan — the short-video software he needed had been completed last week, only awaiting market launch.

But over the past two months, none of the candidates recommended by HR satisfied him.

Liang Bo was unsuitable, and besides, he was already responsible for Toutiao's daily operations.

Give it to Zhou Shouzhi?

Chen Yansen knew well: Zhou's ability wasn't the issue — but Zhou had joined Sister Chengzi Tech, not Toutiao Tech.

Zhou Shouzhi could only take it on as a side duty!

After some thought, Chen Yansen decided: if he couldn't find a suitable person in charge, he'd make Old Zhou shoulder the burden for a while.

Two hours passed in a flash. Ye Qiuping in the bedroom slowly woke, kicked off the down comforter, rested for two minutes, then picked up the silk nightgown at the foot of the bed and dressed herself slowly.

The wall clock's hour hand had just stopped at the number '8'!

Ye Qiuping stepped out of the bedroom and immediately saw Chen Yansen on the sofa; she tiptoed over, approaching him willingly.

"Boss, what would you like for breakfast?" Ye Qiuping asked softly.

"A hamburger," Chen Yansen replied, looking up with a slight smirk.

"Don't tease!" Ye Qiuping pouted, instinctively squeezing her thighs shut, leaning forward to rest on Chen Yansen's lap.

"Are you hungry?" Chen Yansen asked in return.

Ye Qiuping lifted her head, feigning misunderstanding, blinking her long lashes, looking lush and alluring.

"Stop it! There's a morning meeting!" Chen Yansen said sternly — yet his two large hands didn't stop moving.

Ye Qiuping giggled, collapsing into Chen Yansen's arms.

Soon, the wind chime on the balcony tinkled softly.

At 9:30 a. m., the two descended the stairs one after the other.

A sharp *crack! *

Chen Yansen blamed her: "Making your boss late for work? Deduct 100."

Ye Qiuping rubbed her buttocks and pouted: "One hundred times?"

Chen Yansen stared fixedly at Ye Qiuping, silently thinking: You haven't changed a bit!

*Pop! * Ye Qiuping tiptoed and licked his lips like a kitten.

Chen Yansen smiled, opened the car door, and sat down heavily.

Just as Ye Qiuping tried to squeeze in, she saw Chen Yansen's expression grow cold; she chuckled awkwardly, shut his door for him, then muttered under her breath: "Dog man."

Chen Yansen smiled faintly and signaled Xiao Li to drive.

Only after the car drove off did Ye Qiuping get into her own BMW and follow slowly.

Soon, Zhuxianzhuang Technology Park came into view.

Chen Yansen stepped out of the car and was about to head toward Building Nine when he heard Huang Zheng's call.

"Boss!" Huang Zheng waved.

Beside him stood a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a suit, exuding the air of a successful businessman.

Li Guoqing?

Chen Yansen stopped, then strode purposefully toward the two.

Li Guoqing's face changed; he felt an overwhelming pressure crashing down like a tidal wave.

Is this Chen Yansen?

Li Guoqing was secretly startled — he was the same age as Ma Liyun, a veteran of the early internet era; he and his wife co-founded Dangdang in the same year Ali was founded.

He'd met many tycoons, but never before had he encountered a businessman so young — just twenty — with such crushing presence.

In his eyes, Chen Yansen was energetic, sharp, like a newly drawn sword — making one shiver involuntarily.

"Director Li, I've long admired your name! I've wanted to visit personally, but never found the chance."

Chen Yansen greeted him politely.

"Director Chen, you're too kind," Li Guoqing said with a smile, gripping Chen Yansen's right hand — not a trace of arrogance on his face.

As for Chen Yansen's words, he certainly didn't take them seriously.

Though Dangdang was founded earlier, its valuation was less than a fraction of Pinbei's.

Its industry status and influence? Even less worth mentioning!

Otherwise, why would he have traveled all the way to Xu City to visit in person?

Li Guoqing adopted a humble posture, acting as if Chen Yansen could call him "Qingzi."

Everyone lifts a sedan chair — since the other showed respect, Chen Yansen didn't play hard to get, granting him full courtesy.

The three walked together to Huang Zheng's office.

Huang Zheng invited Li Guoqing to sit and chat leisurely.

Chen Yansen picked a box of tea from the cabinet, then gestured for Huang Zheng to fetch the teaware.

Soon, the water on the tea table boiled; Chen Yansen poured it into the teapot.

Huang Zheng took the teapot, first poured a cup for Li Guoqing as a guest, then one for his boss, and finally one for himself.

In 2012, Dangdang was having a hard time.

Qingzi's troubles stemmed from Liangzai Dong — last year, JD entered the book industry, using a zero-profit strategy that crushed Dangdang into disarray.

For this reason, Li Guoqing had to expand into new categories, establish cooperation with Gome, and simultaneously enter Tmall and the Shangcheng Mall.

"President Chen, I offer tea in place of wine to thank Pinduoduo for its support of Dangdang. com," Li Guoqing said, speaking first.

Books are a weak category for Shangcheng Mall, so cooperation between the two sides counts as mutual benefit.

"That is unnecessary; tonight, let President Huang make the arrangements. We can have a small drink, allowing me to fulfill my duties as a host."

Chen Yansen lifted his teacup, clinked it against Li's, and replied with a smile.

"Excellent. I have heard that Huian has many famous wines; I must take this opportunity to taste them," Li Guoqing readily accepted the invitation.

"President Li, regarding the cooperation between Pinduoduo and Dangdang, I believe..." Huang Zheng said slowly and deliberately.

Cooperating with Dangdang was nothing more than to secure their publishing houses and book agent resources.

Li Guoqing knew this clearly, and Huang Zheng was also aware that the other party could see through his thoughts.

But as long as both sides could profit, even if the period of benefit was short, no one would point it out.

This is business!

Chen Yansen held his teacup, savoring it carefully, and did not intervene in the conversation between the two.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

"Excuse me, President Li, please forgive my absence for a moment."

Having spoken, Chen Yansen stood up, walked out of the office, and pressed the answer key: "Martin, what is it?"

"The matter you entrusted to me last time has some leads. This person is a member of the Penguin Summer Startup Camp. Zhang Xiaolong thought his abilities were good, so he recommended him to Pony, but his pride is a bit high; he refused to join Penguin, so I introduced him to you," Liu Zhiping explained slowly.

The Penguin Summer Startup Camp was similar to the Lake University that Ma Liyun would found in the future.

Simply put, it was a channel used to recruit outstanding talent.

Or perhaps, the best path for young entrepreneurs to obtain financing.

"If he doesn't even look up to Penguin, can he look up to Senlian Capital?" Chen Yansen pressed.

(End of this chapter)