Chapter 352: Oh No, Song Yuncheng and I Became the Scapegoats

The next dawn, the sky outside the window was gloomy.

Chen Yansen leaned against the headboard, picked up his phone to check the time; he had slept only two hours in total, and his sleep duration had shortened again.

An ordinary person has 16 hours left in a day after sleeping, but he has 22 hours, gaining an extra 6 hours.

Song Yuncheng lay on her side with her eyes slightly closed, her two small hands guarding in front of her, like a kitten in deep sleep.

A Pikachu cosplay suit was torn from the back and carelessly thrown on the floor.

A faint fragrance permeated the air.

Chen Yansen lifted the corner of the quilt, put on his slippers, and walked toward the study nearby.

He turned on the computer, summoned the assembler, and his fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard.

To avoid ARM's conditional code patents, Chen Yansen used predicate registers to record operation result information.

When stuck, he simply activated the 【Planck Clock】, instantly putting his brain into an overclocked state, easily tearing through technical barriers.

From 4 to 7, he used it twice in total, taking two seconds.

The basic architecture design, composed of 8 global registers and 24 window registers, was already preliminarily completed.

At this moment, a crisp knocking sound came from outside the door.

The study door stood open; Song Yuncheng, wearing a cartoon-patterned pajama set, stood at the doorway with sleepy eyes. Seeing Chen Yansen turn his head, she asked softly, "Insomnia again?"

Chen Yansen waved, signaling Song Yuncheng to come over.

When she drew near, Chen Zong opened his arms; Song Yuncheng obediently pressed against him, hugging his head.

"I'm hungry," Chen Yansen said with a smile.

"Shall I cook porridge for you? And fry two sunny-side-up eggs?" Song Yuncheng replied instinctively.

"Eating you is enough." After speaking, Chen Yansen's hand, like a loach, slid into the gap of his clothing hem.

In no time, Song Yuncheng's Bai Xi, smooth, goose-egg-shaped face flushed with an intoxicating crimson.

On the third day of the apocalypse, everything remained peaceful and safe.

At 10:30 in the morning, Liang Changlin slowly opened his eyes; he had only managed to fall asleep after 3 a. m.

To fight with all one's might, or to live under another's roof and work for Chen Yansen?

This question was extremely difficult for him to decide.

He stood by the hotel's glass curtain wall, gazing at the passersby below like ants and cars the size of matchboxes, unable to help but stare blankly.

After an unknown duration, Liang Changlin suddenly realized that perhaps Chen Yansen looked at him just as he now looked at the street not far away, his mood roughly similar.

It's good to rest in the shade of a big tree!

Liang Changlin squinted, his gaze gradually becoming firm.

Half an hour later, he called Chen Yansen, but the receiver was always filled with the 'beep-beep-beep' prompt tone; no one on the other end answered.

Liang Changlin immediately grew anxious, fearing Chen Yansen would regret it and turn around, not giving him a chance.

On his third call, the other party finally answered.

"Chen Zong, I've thought it through; I am willing to join Senlian Capital," Liang Changlin declared impatiently.

"I am very interested in the fresh food delivery business you mentioned yesterday. Finish wrapping up matters as soon as possible and report to the Kuipao Shanghai City branch."

Chen Yansen replied.

In his view, with Liang Changlin's abilities, he was more than enough to independently manage a category or a business unit; first letting him serve as Pei Yi's deputy, where he could climb in the future depended on Old Liang's performance.

"Yes, Boss Chen!" Liang Changlin quickly changed his address, responding with a smile on his face.

"That's all for now; we'll talk later." Chen Yansen briefly brushed it off and hung up the phone.

Although Liang Changlin would possess a net worth of over ten billion in the future, in Chen Zong's eyes it was not worth mentioning at all; he was merely a consumable item for making money for him.

Liang Changlin dared not delay; he immediately set off back to Shanghai City, preparing to sell Yaya. com to Xueersi, and then shut down Dingdong Community.

On the other side.

Before Liu Qiangdong went abroad, JD had once again clashed with YiXun. com.

Penguin, waiting in vain for Handsome Dong's request for cooperation, threw ten billion in funding at YiXun. com, added the "Pay if Expensive" service, and exerted effort in the digital appliance sector to compete with JD, Suning, and Gome for market share.

Jin Shan and Chabao, followed by 360, successively launched browser ticket-snatching plugins, targeting Spring Festival travel users.

Zhang Yiming, seeing this, became eager to try; he led the R&D team to develop traffic-diversion software day and night, hoping to get a share of the train ticket business.

Sina, to enhance commercial monetization capabilities, inserted information feed ads into Weibo, sparking furious backlash from users.

"Lost in Love" (Tai Kong) had been released for 13 days, with a cumulative box office exceeding 700 million, breaking the Chinese film box office record set by "Painted Skin 2" in one fell swoop.

Industry insiders predicted that "Lost in Love" would become the first work in Chinese film history to break the 1 billion barrier.

Pei Yi won the bet!

Relying on exclusive online ticketing rights, "Lost in Love" brought Kuipao over 6 million new customer increments, increasing daily active users by 2.6 million.

Meituan, which chose "1942", and Lashou. com, which bet on "The Feast of Kings", lost everything; they spent money and still took a scolding.

After tasting the sweetness, Pei Yi turned his attention to "A Chinese Odyssey: Part Two - Cinderella"; as the largest online ticket sales website, Kuipao obtained an exclusive cooperation agreement from Huayi without lifting a finger.

Both parties jointly funded subsidies, planning to lower the presale price to 19.9 yuan per ticket.

This year, Stephen Chow's box office appeal was at its peak; even with a price of 19.9 yuan, users still flocked to it.

The next day, December 24, on Christmas Eve. WeChat version 4.6 was released, adding WeChat Pay, payment/receipt, and Lingqianbao functions, and officially announced that user numbers had surpassed 300 million.

Ma Liyun learned of this and was instantly stunned; if you call it Lingqianbao, then what should I call mine?

The original product name was "Lingqiantong"; if launched to the market in the future, wouldn't it become a copycat?

"Boss Ma, how about changing it to Yuyetong?" Lu Zhaoxi suggested.

"It sounds like a copy of Yubao." Ma Liyun shook his head and said.

It was a copy of Yu'e Bao to begin with!

Lu Zhaoxi paused, silently complaining.

The big boss wants to copy yet save face; the name 'Lingqiantong' probably must be changed.

"How about Yulibao?" Zhang Yong suddenly said.

"Compared to Yu'e Bao, it still lacks something." Ma Liyun showed reluctance, fire in his eyes.

Only blame the Intellectual Property Department for not being thorough; why didn't they block the 'Lingqianbao' loophole during defensive trademark registration?

"Yulibao is also good, catchy." Lu Zhaoxi glanced at Ma Liyun's expression and immediately agreed.

"Then change it to Yulibao." Ma Liyun helplessly waved his hand, then added: "Regarding the offline promotion of Zhifubao, what ideas do you have? Hire a third-party ground promotion company, or build Mama Ali's own team?"

"About 5,000 group-buying websites went bankrupt this year; a large number of ground promotion staff are unemployed or on the verge of unemployment. I believe building our own team better serves Mama Ali's interests."

Lu Zhaoxi frowned, thought seriously for a moment, and spoke with certainty.

Previously, Mama Ali had cooperated with third-party ground promotion companies, but data on material costs and promotion conversion rates were hard to track precisely.

Rather than give money to others, better to do it ourselves.

"Daniel, what do you think?" Ma Liyun turned and asked Zhang Yong.

"Combine offline and online; for individual merchants familiar with electronic payment tools, send payment QR codes by free mail; for other merchants, promote face-to-face."

Zhang Yong said slowly and calmly.

In fact, this is the promotion strategy Sister Chengzi Pay is currently executing.

The implication was that a ground promotion team must be built.

"Speed up progress as much as possible; Zhifubao is one step behind Sister Chengzi Pay, and now WeChat Pay has caught up. We must take precautions!"

Ma Liyun warned in a deep voice.

Lu Zhaoxi nodded slightly, indicating understanding.

Meanwhile, in Shencheng, Minzhou, and other cities, many merchants, after introductions by promotion staff, pasted payment QR codes on their cashier counters.

When users paid, they only needed to take out their phones and scan the code; with a 'Ding', the payment process was complete.

It looked both simple and cool.

For users, the more merchants using payment QR codes, the more convenient their payment methods became.

"Scan-to-pay is developing rapidly; the cashless era is about to arrive!"

"Make counterfeit bills have nowhere to hide!"

"Zhifubao, Sister Chengzi Pay, WeChat Pay; internet giants are all entering the fray, fighting for offline payment scenarios."

Suddenly, print media, online media, and television media launched a blanket of reports.

Logically, the traffic brought by news should benefit both Sister Chengzi Pay and WeChat Pay.

But Chen Yansen smelled an unusual aura of danger!

Based on his understanding of Ma Wenteng, after being hit by iron fists several times, the other party's current style of operation is extremely cautious; he would absolutely not spend money to buy press releases to actively promote the scan-to-pay function.

Especially with current policies unclear, one might get cut at any time; low profile is naturally better.

"Damn it! Little Ma and I have become the scapegoats!"

Chen Yansen leaned on the office sofa and muttered quietly.

The interests of banks and the financial industry are complex; when someone wants to perform bone-cleaning therapy and is just short of a knife, Sister Chengzi and WeChat Pay appeared.

Chen Yansen pondered silently, then thought again: if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up; why should he fear anything?

Fortune is sought amidst danger!

If you want to be the first to eat crab, you cannot be timid!

Thinking of this, he sent a message to Zhang Yinjia, instructing the other party to use the Kuaipao ground promotion team to further increase promotion efforts and capture the market first.

As for future risks, meet soldiers with generals and water with earth!

"Pony, I confirmed with Xiao Long; he has not accepted any reporter interviews, nor instructed the marketing department to buy traffic."

Liu Zhiping explained with a Solemn expression.

"Could it be Chen Yansen? Young and impetuous, caring for nothing?"

Ma Wenteng lifted his eyelids and immediately asked.

"Chen Yansen is young, that's true, but where in him is the frivolity and arrogance of youth?" Liu Zhiping decisively denied.

"Then someone wants to make an issue of WeChat Pay."

Ma Wenteng furrowed his brows, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but curse inwardly: Why not strike earlier, why not strike later, but wait until WeChat Pay launches to strike? Do they fear Sister Chengzi Pay's influence isn't great enough?

Little Ma Brother felt helpless and amused; being taken seriously is good, but being singled out to bear the thunder is not nice.

Fortunately, Chen Yansen was with him, giving him some comfort.

(End of this chapter)