Chapter 35

"It seems there's no difference here either."

"Uh, how far is it from here to the Oriental Pearl Tower? How much time will it take?"

"When are we going to see the Oriental Pearl Tower?"

"President Yu, where are we staying?"

Feng Feng Zongze had an outgoing personality and fully displayed his curiosity and excitement after getting off the bus. In contrast to him was the introverted Cui Cui Jingwei, who just silently observed and thought along the way.

It was just that, even as introverted as Cui Cui Jingwei was, seeing his senior lead the two of them with their suitcases straight to the university town, he couldn't help but ask: "President Yu, are we starting business today?"

It was already evening, and the sunset was reflecting in the sky; it didn't look like a good time to start business.

"No, we'll just stay here and go get some new materials and recruit some people tomorrow," Yu Xing answered.

Feng Feng Zongze asked with surprise: "Just staying in the school? Didn't you say you rented a house?"

Yu Xing nodded and pointed to the house close at hand: "Look, right here. It's rented here. Our business for the first week in Shenzhen will first revolve around Songjiang University Town."

He introduced slightly: "This is Apartment Phase Six, mainly provided for students renting for the judicial exam, postgraduate entrance exam, or job hunting. However, some people rent for too long and have found other places to live outside, so they sublet the rooms."

Feng Feng Zongze scratched his head. Alright, it was a bit different from what he imagined.

"When we have money in the future, we can rent next to the Huangpu River, or we can stay in a five-star hotel where you can see the river view as soon as you pull back the curtains," Yu Xing said with a smile, "But before that, welcome to the Phase Six apartments."

Feng Feng Zongze and Cui Cui Jingwei looked at their senior; this pie wasn't real at all.

"Oh right, it's about an hour and a half from here to the Oriental Pearl Tower," Yu Xing replied to Feng Feng Zongze's previous question.

Feng Feng Zongze had a concept of the distance: "Uh, a round trip is almost enough for me to go back to Jin Ling..."

"If you guys want to go, you can go on the weekend," Yu Xing said casually, "Today, just get a good rest."

"Then let's go! Let's go up!" Feng Feng Zongze patted his suitcase.

"Waiting for someone to come and deliver the key," Yu Xing said concisely.

Feng Feng Zongze: "Mm..."

Fortunately, the wait wasn't long. Yu Xing waited about fifteen minutes for the sub-landlord and entered the apartment with the two team leaders.

The layout of the apartment rooms here was all the same: 38 square meters, with an independent bathroom and air conditioning. The standard beds, tables, and chairs were all in two sets.

Feng Zongze put down his suitcase, walked around the room, and muttered: "I stayed in a dorm in Jinling, and I'm still staying in a dorm when I come to Shenzhen..."

He scratched his head and asked his senior: "President Yu, how much is the rent here?"

"1,200 per room, plus a 300 subletting fee, with utilities paid separately," Yu Xing smiled, "I think it's alright here—clean, tidy, and convenient for us to conduct business."

Cui Cui Jingwei agreed: "Yes, we'll stay here, so if customers have doubts at night, it's convenient to communicate."

Yu Xing looked at this team leader. He didn't expect him to take the initiative to think about working overtime. He really... had a lot of drive.

"Mm, you guys can walk around the neighborhood tonight. Pay attention to safety; you can go to Wenhui Road to eat," Yu Xing grabbed his phone and instructed, "There's fried chicken, stir-fried beef, spicy lotus root slices, corn pancakes, and so on over there."

Feng Feng Zongze asked with surprise: "President Yu, how do you know so clearly?"

"I asked the landlord; he was a student here before," Yu Xing smiled, "I'm going to find a media friend. I don't know what time I'll be back tonight. You guys eat and drink well; this is all reimbursable."

He had promised before that room and board were covered, so naturally, he wouldn't break his word now.

Feng Feng Zongze asked curiously: "A media friend? A man or a woman?"

Yu Xing replied irritably: "A man. It's official business."

He gave two more instructions, left the key, and turned to leave.

Yu Xing had a media friend in Shenzhen. While still on the road, he had contacted the reporter stationed in Shenzhen, Song Yufeng, and strongly invited him to eat together that night, only getting the other party to agree after much persuasion.

"I bet the friend President Yu is meeting must be a woman!" Feng Feng Zongze gossiped a little after his senior left, "Old Cui, what do you think?"

Cui Cui Jingwei shook his head: "Brother Xing isn't the type of person with so many flashy thoughts. He cares most about work. I saw that when he was in Jin Ling, he was all about work all day long."

Feng Feng Zongze agreed with this point, but added: "What if the friend is a woman and can help with work?"

Cui Cui Jingwei hesitated for a few seconds: "I don't know if Brother Xing minds sacrificing himself for work."

Yu Xing didn't know that the two team leaders were discussing his character behind his back. After he went out, he was considering how to communicate with Song Song Yufeng, this NetEase employee.

It is said that one way to quickly improve a friendship is to drink together and curse the company and the leaders.

But he wasn't an employee of the same company; would that work?

Yu Xing thought about this all the way, and even until he met Song Song Yufeng, he hadn't figured out how to improve their relationship.

However, as soon as they met, he enthusiastically thanked Brother Feng for taking care of him, revealed the purpose of this trip, and asked when the report could be published.

"Around next week," Song Song Yufeng wasn't particularly certain, "If not next week, then the week after. You can rest assured about this."

"Oh my, Brother Feng, I'm just not very at ease. That time you called me, I thought for a long time. Yeah, if Penguin sees us doing this, or if other companies see it and follow suit to do this kind of business, what are we going to do?" Yu Xing feigned worry.

Song Song Yufeng "uh-ed" and had to agree: "Sigh, it's really not easy."

"However, it's not easy for anyone," Yu Xing said something that sounded familiar to Song Song Yufeng, and comforted him, "We've already created the business, and everyone can see it. This is something that can't be stopped."

Hearing the founder think this way, Song Song Yufeng felt much better.

"Let's go, let's go, Brother Feng, let's just drink a little today," Yu Xing pulled his media friend, didn't look for a big restaurant, but found a small, seemingly clean eatery on the side of the street.

The end of June is the season for eating crayfish, so he ordered a large portion, asked for barbecue from the shop next door, poured ice beer, and had stir-fried dishes served.

Yu Xing filled a glass of beer, raised it with a smile: "Brother Feng, I'll toast you first. Thank you, thank you for not looking down on a grassroots team like ours. I'll drink it all!"

Seeing this university student drink it all in one gulp so honestly, Song Song Yufeng felt... it would have been better if he had looked down on their grassroots team in the first place.

Or, he shouldn't have been a busybody after returning to the company, and then there wouldn't have been any trouble.

He drank the beer with complicated emotions.

Yu Xing enthusiastically introduced the company's business for a while, mentioned some interesting things in the process, and then toasted: "Brother Feng, I really respect NetEase, unlike Penguin—that family really does whatever they see that makes money. I'll drink it all!"

Song Song Yufeng: "..."

He drank this glass of beer and deliberated: "Actually, big companies always have some friction."

"Yeah!" Yu Xing slapped his thigh, "I know! But, for example, I'm afraid of a company like Penguin learning from me, but I'm not afraid of NetEase!"

Song Song Yufeng stopped mid-sentence.

"Brother Feng, let's not say anything else; this glass is a toast to NetEase!" Yu Xing smiled and raised his glass again.

Song Song Yufeng suddenly felt his scalp go numb and couldn't help but sigh: "This glass doesn't have to be a toast."

Yu Xing looked strange: "What?"

"Cough," Song Song Yufeng rubbed his face, "I mean, my tolerance for alcohol isn't good, let's drink slowly. Let's wait to drink this glass later."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xing smiled: "Alright, Brother Feng, drink slowly! I've already raised this glass, so I'll drink it first!"

Seeing this, Song Song Yufeng still accompanied him with half a glass and shook his head: "My alcohol tolerance really isn't good; it's easy to curse the company when I drink too much."

Yu Xing laughed: "Brother Feng really knows how to joke. If you say that, I'll have to force you to drink!"

Song Song Yufeng pursed his lips: "Yu Xing, you don't have anything else to see me about today?"

"Nothing much, just to thank Brother Feng. Oh right, for that core probability of ours, we have more data now, so we have to adjust it. It's more realistic at around 15%," Yu Xing brought up a small matter.

Song Song Yufeng thought for two seconds before understanding: "What do you mean? The probability got lower? Can you really earn money?"

Yu Xing said happily: "Yeah!"

Song Song Yufeng: "..."

He looked at the enthusiastic, sincere, and simple university student in front of him and silently poured himself a glass of wine: "Sigh, I'd better toast you instead."

Oh no, if you can really earn money, then you really won't be able to earn money in the future...