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Chapter 79

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The next morning, a plain, ordinary Sunday.

Chen Yansen slept until half past nine, went to the cafeteria for breakfast and lunch, then strolled slowly toward the entrepreneurship park.

The Fox Tao team had expanded to seventy people; after more than three months of adjustment, daily operations still had minor errors, but the project progressed steadily.

The website’s homepage UI had switched to version 2.0, and the first-phase Super Return preview products were released: thirty-seven brand groups, one hundred four limited-time flash-sale items, with the total value of flash-sale goods alone reaching ten million.

Categories focused on apparel, shoes, bags, small home appliances, snacks, and cosmetics; nearly every flash-sale item had received over fifty thousand pre-sale clicks, clearly showing user anticipation for the event.

As Chen Yansen walked into Room 206, he saw Xu Xingxing and Du Yaoyao huddled together gossiping.

“Zhou Jielun and Jay Chou are definitely over—I saw the news yesterday; paparazzi in Wanwan caught him going in and out of a mansion on Guting Street with a seventeen-year-old female model,” Du Yaoyao declared seriously.

“I don’t believe it! The Double J relationship is true love!” Xu Xingxing shook her head, utterly unconvinced.

“Good morning, class monitor!”

“Good morning, Boss Chen!”

Seeing Chen Yansen enter, they immediately fell silent and greeted him with cheerful smiles.

Chen Yansen gave a slight nod but said nothing, walked past them, and sat down at his desk.

“Boss, I’ve finalized communication with the channel director at Jiushen.com—we’ll sign the contract tomorrow and begin setting up the mall Ruzhu next week,” Song Yuncheng immediately stood up to report.

Jiushen.com?

Chen Yansen knew this site—he’d dealt with it in his past life. It was a vertical e-commerce platform for alcohol, appearing mediocre but actually leading the alcohol e-commerce market.

“Excellent! The alcohol industry has high gross margins—wine, for example, often offers commission rates of ninety percent. Congratulations, Song Zong—your million-yuan commission is within reach.”

Chen Yansen leaned back, smiling teasingly.

Song Yuncheng had switched from design to business; his current role was Channel Operations Director, responsible for B2C mall expansion. He hadn’t expected to secure Jiushen.com’s partnership in just a few days.

“It’s mainly because you taught me well!” Song Yuncheng replied with a faint smile, silently adding in his heart: ‘My Master taught me well.’

“After Jiushen.com joins, talk with their marketing department—see if you can use the brand group format to help Fox Tao users become familiar with their purchasing process.”

Chen Yansen smiled faintly and reminded him softly.

“We already discussed this yesterday—they sent me the product list: three whiskies, seventeen wines, and two baijiu, all with commission rates above sixty percent. Three of them are flash-sale items, with commission rates of eighty percent,” Song Yuncheng said, eyes half-lidded, clearly proud.

“If you hit five hundred thousand in gross profit by December, I’ll raise your base salary by two thousand yuan,” Chen Yansen began to paint a picture.

“Thank you, Boss!” Song Yuncheng bowed quickly, grinning and fawning.

“Get to work!” Chen Yansen waved his hand.

“Sen-ge, ten minutes until Super Return goes live! Some returning users are already placing orders with priority codes!” Xu Kun shouted.

“Zhuang Rui, send me the plugin extension for viewing page sales data,” Chen Yansen nodded and instructed.

“Got it, right away!” Zhuang Rui looked up and called back loudly.

To help category operators adjust product rankings in real time, Chen Yansen had specifically asked Zhuang Rui to develop a browser extension that displayed real-time sales volume, revenue, and gross profit for each product.

Products with high sales and high gross profit could be manually pinned to the top for greater exposure and further sales boosts.

Once Zhang Wenbo and Xiang Pengfei finished their current tasks, they’d implement an algorithm model in the Super Return product pool, ranking items every fifteen minutes based on brand tier, historical monthly sales, previous event performance, and today’s sales data.

This would improve efficiency and reduce human interference, preventing opportunists from buying positions.

Traffic difference between the first row and tenth row of products on Fox Tao ’s homepage was enormous; once merchants figured out the ranking rules, they’d try to pay for better placement.

How could college students like Hu Li and Xu Kun resist the temptation of thousands or tens of thousands in red packets?

Chen Yansen didn’t distrust them—he distrusted human nature.

One minute before launch, Min Jie from Meites called: “Boss Chen, I heard Fox Tao has been revamped and now focuses on brand flash sales—our collaboration opportunities will only grow.”

“Min Zong, congratulations on your promotion to CEO of Bang Shopping. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.”

Chen Yansen held the phone, walked to the window, and smiled.

“Can Bang Shopping’s B2C products join the Super Return project?” Min Jie called just to ask this.

Though Meites had some user base, ninety percent were offline; online, they still relied on Fox Tao to quickly acquire their first core users.

“Of course it’s possible. But since Meites’ last brand group just ended, to ensure maximum impact, I suggest you launch next week, combining with Double Twelve resources for a big splash.”

Chen Yansen thought for a moment and gave Min Jie advice.

“Next week? So you mean the second phase will be on December 12th?” Min Jie confirmed.

“Bang Shopping’s CPS interface will be ready this week; product selection can proceed in parallel. After testing the order process next week, you can officially join Super Return,” Chen Yansen replied clearly.

“Thanks so much, Boss Chen. When you pass through Hucheng, our CEO Zhou Jiancheng would love to meet you,” Min Jie said warmly after getting a satisfactory answer.

“Tell Zhou Zong I’ll definitely pay a visit next time I’m in Hucheng,” Chen Yansen replied casually.

Zhou Jiancheng, Meites’ big boss, was worried about dozens of billions in inventory stuck in warehouses.

Fox Tao and Chen Yansen’s arrival had clearly relieved his urgent crisis.

After hanging up, Chen Yansen returned to his seat, pressed F5, and a string of translucent blue text appeared over the limited-edition product images.

He checked the time—it had just passed fifteen minutes. Six hundred units of Supor electric kettles had sold, eleven hundred units of Senma fleece hoodies, and over three thousand units of an out-of-season air-conditioning blanket priced at just 9.9 yuan.

A flicker of surprise crossed Chen Yansen’s eyes. In his past life, he entered e-commerce in 2013, when 4G networks were widespread and smartphones became mainstream—shopping was more convenient than in 2010, yet sales volumes hadn’t been this extreme.

He pondered for a long while, finally arriving at the answer: the shopping environment in 2013 was better, but merchants and users had more choices.

On one hand, guide websites sprouted like mushrooms after rain; on the other, Taobao’s own Juhuasuan brand had grown, creating massive competition.

In 2010, aside from a few small discount sites like Zhe800 and Juanpi, Fox Tao had almost no competitors. Plus, Juhuasuan had just started, its model and mechanics immature—this gave Chen Yansen the early advantage.

“The strategy of moving ahead of others seems right.”

Chen Yansen thought to himself.

Half an hour later, total sales across all thirty-seven brand groups surpassed three million!

One hour later, total sales surpassed five million!

Two hours later, total sales surpassed seven million!

Chen Yansen checked the time, called Wang Zihao, and the two went downstairs, picking up Song Yang and Wang Zhengqiang along the way to have lunch at the second cafeteria.

Weekends meant people slept in; though it was mealtime, few students were on the streets.

“How much profit did you make last month?” Chen Yansen asked Song Yang.

“Just over twenty thousand. It’s profitable, but exhausting,” Song Yang sighed helplessly.

Wang Zhengqiang glanced at Song Yang, thinking he was putting on airs—but since he worked part-time under Song Yang, he just chuckled.

You’re kidding.

Package delivery and pickup were all handled by Wang Zhengqiang and several part-time college students; Song Yang only went to the entrepreneurship park once a day, sat around playing games, and the day was over.

Chen Yansen knew the truth but didn’t call him out.

“Sen-ge, I got two tickets to Wang Fei’s concert. I don’t like listening to music—I’m giving them to you.”

Seeing Chen Yansen silent, Song Yang pulled out two tickets from his pocket and held them out.

“VIP Zone One—definitely got these through connections. Thanks!”

Chen Yansen took the tickets, glanced at them, and teased with a smile.

Song Yang grinned awkwardly, scratching his head nervously.

He’d told his father about running the courier station; when his father heard it was Chen Yansen’s idea, he told him to give Chen Yansen a gift.

“Even though you’re roommates, relationships require reciprocity. After hearing you talk, I think this Chen Yansen will achieve great things—you need to maintain a good relationship with him,” Song Yang’s father repeatedly advised.

But Chen Yansen didn’t lack money or a phone; a courier station earning two hundred thousand a year couldn’t justify giving a car. Learning Chen Yansen’s girlfriend liked music, Song Yang got two scalped tickets for ten thousand yuan.

“I knew I couldn’t hide it from Sen-ge—I heard from Zhe-ge that your wife loves Wang Fei’s songs, so I got these scalped tickets.”

Song Yang laughed nervously and admitted openly.

Relationships always need to show their value.

Chen Yansen narrowed his eyes and realized this was clearly Song Yang’s father’s doing—Song Yang, with his current emotional intelligence, wouldn’t think of this; at most, he’d invite him to dinner.

“Tell your wife to treat us to dinner—she really does love Wang Fei. You put thought into this,” Chen Yansen smiled, patting Song Yang’s shoulder.

Meng Jie’s birthday is at the end of December—this will serve as her birthday gift.

The group finished lunch, parted at the door: Chen Yansen returned to Room 0418 for a nap, Wang Zihao went to find Liu Muyan for finance tutoring, Song Yang and Wang Zhengqiang headed back to Room 8302.

After finishing lunch, they parted at the door: Chen Yansen returned to 0418 to nap, Wang Zihao went to find Liu Muyan for a finance tutoring session, and Song Yang and Wang Zhengqiang went back to 8302.

Hucheng, Yixun.com headquarters.

Yuan Wei sat at his desk, secretly opening a job-hunting website.

Having graduated three years ago, he started as an operations assistant at Yixun.com and now held the position of Category Manager, earning a fixed monthly salary of only eight thousand yuan.

Hucheng’s housing prices had already surpassed twenty thousand per square meter; houses under ten thousand existed, but they were in Jinshan or Fengxian—buying them meant no place to live.

Desperate for advancement, he decided to switch jobs. Life without money was unbearable. As he scrolled through job postings, he suddenly froze!

“Recruitment Position: Monthly salary 10,000–100,000 yuan, tiered commission. Requirements: Experience in category operations on comprehensive e-commerce platforms like Taobao, Jingdong, 1Dian, rich merchant resources…”

For any other company, Yuan Wei wouldn’t have given it a second glance—but the poster was ‘Fox Tao ’.

As an insider, Yuan Wei knew well the buzz around ‘Fox Tao ’ over the past two weeks—even his own merchants were opening Taobao stores to join Fox Tao ’s Super Return brand flash sales.

He dug through chat groups, finally found a screenshot of that merchant: in four hours, they sold over two thousand sets of flannel bedding, generating sales of four hundred thousand yuan.

At a fifteen percent gross margin, the gross profit on this item was sixty thousand yuan!

If the recruitment commission was three percent, that’s eighteen hundred yuan earned!

That was just one product—the remaining flash-sale and regular items, hundreds in total, could accumulate gross profit over one hundred thousand yuan through the long-tail effect!

Recruitment commission would be at least three thousand yuan!

If he could onboard dozens of brand groups per month, he could earn tens of thousands!

Yuan Wei was instantly tempted and immediately clicked to submit his resume.

Yuan Wei instantly felt drawn in and immediately clicked to send his resume.

(End of chapter)

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