Chapter 71

Once a person's bottom line is loosened, it seems it will keep moving.

When Song Yufeng returned to the hotel at night and lay on the bed after washing up, he suddenly remembered that his initial psychological bottom line seemed to be 22%, and then he couldn't sleep at all.

How was the psychological bottom line broken step by step?

Did the three of them really not conspire in advance?

Is this fair to him?

Song Yufeng thought about his rebellion from NetEase, thought about the previous recording threat, and suddenly a sense of injustice arose in his heart. Could they just manipulate him like this?

He might not lack the potential to become an excellent entrepreneur!

Can't he really pull people together to do this project himself?

Song Yufeng turned over, and the thought vanished.

Forget it, he had already tried. Registering the company, setting up the website, recruiting talent... these were all so troublesome. Since he had already tried, why persist?

He thought this way, and his mood suddenly became much lighter, so he reflected on himself.

Is his bottom line necessarily right? Does he really have startup ability?

And, with Guiai Network about to be sold, do they really lack his 120,000?

Changing the angle, he only needed to take out 120,000 to join a startup team that had been tempered, successfully obtained shares, could stand in front of the stage, and could continue his backbone...

Is it unreasonable? It is reasonable.

Besides money, what he could bring out was just a tough backbone.

Song Yufeng changed his posture, looked at the ceiling, and suddenly had to face his true self in the dead of night.

Is his backbone really tough?

He closed his eyes and reconciled with himself.

Hehe, President Yu said it really well. If there is a problem, find the reason in yourself first. Once you find it, there are so many reasons, haha.

September 24th, the weather was sunny and the breeze was gentle.

Song Yufeng got up early, had a cup of black coffee, washed up hurriedly, went to the hotel restaurant to eat, and then met with President Yu who had been waiting for a while.

Seeing Yu Xing was smoking on the side of the road, signaling to Song Yufeng: "Want one?"

Song Yufeng shook his head and looked at the security checkpoint: "Are they letting people in now?"

"Not yet. It was a bit late yesterday, and a bit early today." Seeing Yu Xing smiled, "It's okay. We can also not go in for a while, temporarily act as college student volunteers, look at everyone, and it's about the same."

Song Yufeng said sincerely: "President Yu, I think your brain always turns very fast, and you are especially good at using your identity as a college student."

Seeing Yu Xing replied indifferently: "For people like us, it's both active and passive. We can only use what we have. Otherwise, what do you say we should do?"

If he had money and connections, he would also want to take out his phone and solve the problem instantly. The problem was that he didn't, and he wanted to get things done, so he had to calculate what he could use and borrow.

Song Yufeng waited for President Yu to finish smoking and asked: "President Yu, were you guys really not discussing it yesterday?"

Seeing Yu Xing shook his head: "Really not."

He answered this way, thinking Song Yufeng would continue to ask, but he didn't expect this person to be quiet.

Seeing Yu Xing looked at Song Yufeng and laughed: "Brother Feng, your mentality adjusted well and quickly."

"I thought about it this way: if I went out to do it myself, not only would I be exhausted, but I would also have to face your competition." Song Yufeng was quite proud and said another sentence, "If I wasn't fast, if I didn't agree yesterday, I'm afraid our relationship would be in danger."

Those two supporters of President Yu had already spoken to that point. Either agree or leave. It was hard to guarantee that it wasn't instructed or hinted by President Yu behind the scenes.

Seeing Yu Xing smiled slightly: "You think too badly of people."

Song Yufeng shook his head: "Forget it, give me one."

Seeing Yu Xing handed over a cigarette, helped light it, accompanied him with one, and said leisurely after two puffs: "But it's not a bad thing to think too badly of people."

Song Yufeng listened to this, and for a while, couldn't figure out if this counted as admitting or denying.

But he finished smoking this cigarette and suddenly felt that the bottom line of President Yu's words was that it didn't matter if he thought he was bad or not. He didn't care about this process, as long as the result was no problem.

"Come on, turn your chest badge over and help the conference." Seeing Yu Xing looked at the audience and guests appearing one after another, reminding him.

Song Yufeng hurriedly learned from President Yu, flipped his identity, and changed from a guest to a volunteer.

Time was still early, and few people came. Now there was no need to maintain order. The two kept smiling at the audience and guests at a position not far from the security checkpoint, which was no different from normal volunteer behavior.

Even other volunteers came over to say hello.

"So early?"

Song Yufeng felt tight in his heart when he heard the greeting, worried about making a mistake.

"Yes, nothing to do anyway." Seeing Yu Xing responded normally, "Hey, I saw several celebrities yesterday. Did you see them?"

Song Yufeng saw the two people chatting enthusiastically for a while and suddenly thought of the words of the two supporters yesterday. Could this add 0.001% more shares...

Soon, the time that really needed to maintain order arrived.

Seeing Yu Xing did his job well, maintaining order seriously and responsibly, while not forgetting to examine everyone who passed by his side.

However, the three buyers hadn't been waited for, but Alibaba's President Ma walked through this entrance surrounded by a group of people.

"Hi, President Ma, at 4:30 this afternoon, come to the Network Community Forum to listen to my speech." Seeing Yu Xing greeted and gave an invitation with a fast speaking speed.

Ma Yun smiled somewhat surprised, didn't quite understand the meaning of this volunteer, but didn't have any other actions and continued to walk forward.

People nearby who were frowning or surprised or disgusted looked at the reckless volunteer.

Seeing Yu Xing smiled and nodded at these attention-getters, continuing to maintain order.

A moment later, Song Yufeng leaned over and said: "President Yu, let's go in too. They might have walked from the other side."

"No rush." Seeing Yu Xing shook his head, "Anyway, we contacted them last night, so no need to be too anxious today."

They contacted them last night, but the replies were all uncertain. He didn't know if he could see them in the afternoon. If he could consolidate them in the morning, that would be even better.

It was just that the luck in the morning was perhaps a bit bad.

Seeing Yu Xing thought this way and was about to enter the venue after being a volunteer for a while, when he suddenly saw a slightly fat, familiar-looking man.

"And if you don't want to fall behind in the future, you must compete with Penguin in advance. There is no reason to wait until the last minute to sharpen your sword."

Ma Yun was silent.

A moment later, he smiled: "I'll go find Pony later and have him share some traffic with us."

Seeing Yu Xing didn't joke with Ma Yun, saying coldly: "Traffic isn't something that can be shared; it can only be fought for."

The person beside Ma Yun really couldn't help it anymore. Who are you to be lecturing here!

He signaled for the staff to hand him a microphone as well.

"From market to user to demand to traffic—that's a pretty good division. The logic is self-consistent." Ma Yun didn't mind the university student's tone and said with a smile, "Listening to you say this, users aren't growing much, and everyone has started fighting for existing stock. What kind of future does the industry have?"

Seeing Yu Xing nodded and unexpectedly answered a stage: "If we enter the era of existing stock, the significance of data will inevitably become exceptionally important. Its value will be greatly developed; I think it will even be utilized in a pioneering way."

For example, AI that needs to be fed with data.

Ma Yun nodded slightly. Although it was empty talk, a self-consistent industry logic was very rare.

At this moment, Seeing Yu Xing finally said: "Of course, different stages do not exist in isolation. Just like the theme of our Internet Conference this time: 'Integration Promotes Development, Penetration Creates Value.' Thank you, everyone. My speech is concluded."

With this segment, the entire speech actually tied back to the theme of this year's conference.

Song Yufeng listened to President Yu's speech from beginning to end, listened to the dialogue between President Yu and Ma Yun, and for some reason, upon hearing the end, he felt an indescribable excitement, followed by fierce applause.

However, his applause wasn't conspicuous; it was drowned out in the enthusiastic applause of the audience and guests.

At the same time, quite a few media outlets didn't spare their lenses, taking close-up shots of the university student entrepreneur on stage.

Ma Yun didn't stand up. After the applause subsided slightly, he used the microphone again to ask: "This student, you are very good. Are you interested in coming to Alibaba to try it out?"

Seeing Yu Xing had just finished bowing and had taken two steps to prepare to leave the stage. Hearing this, he stepped back two steps, reached out to pick up the microphone, and said with slight excitement: "Me? Hmm... then, what about my company?"

The person beside Ma Yun was almost laughed to anger. With Ma Zong inviting you like this, why aren't you willing to die for the one who appreciates you?

Yu Xing continued: "Hmm, my company. Today, President Mu of Baihe gave me an acquisition price of 1.5 million, and I haven't agreed yet. President Ma, are you willing to pay 2 million to buy it?"

1.5 million, 2 million—these numbers, compared to the industry discourse on stage just now, could be called shabby.

Ma Yun really couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing Yu Xing seemed to think for two seconds and took the initiative to call a halt: "Ma Zong, don't nod. Let's not talk about this. Alibaba, after all, doesn't have the relevant business foundation. I have to be responsible for my team. Like me, most of them are also university students."

Ma Yun was stunned for half a second. I didn't mean to nod.

Immediately, he roughly understood the routine and couldn't help but laugh even more: "Fine, Seeing Yu Xing, your brain is very flexible. You're welcome to come to Alibaba to try it out in the future."

Ma Yun stood up, ending this interaction that had surprised him.

However, Ma Yun was about to leave, and the person beside him who hadn't managed to get a word in felt a bit unhappy. He picked up the microphone and advised: "Young people should do more down-to-earth work."

The open microphone allowed everyone to hear the advice, which was tantamount to a public criticism.

Seeing Yu Xing also held the microphone and asked: "How should I address you?"

This person didn't answer. The person beside him reported his identity on his behalf: "This is President Jiang of Focus Media. When he was ringing the bell at NASDAQ, Student Yu, you were probably still studying hard in school."

Seeing Yu Xing understood some successful people: as long as things didn't go their way, it was probably seen as disrespectful; as long as their status was different, there was no need to distinguish whether the content was correct or not; some even wished they could create reproductive isolation.

He was just about to reply when he suddenly felt the name was familiar. Focus Media, Focus Media...

Was it that US-listed company, Focus Media, which had been questioned five times in a row by the short-selling agency Muddy Waters?

The founder of this company had a very distinctive name that was easy to remember: Jiang Nanchun.

So, it was that President Jiang?

Seeing Yu Xing's eyes became somewhat deep, and he smiled as he gave his final reply: "So it's Focus Media. I'm very familiar with it. I hope I can build up my company and in the future invest more in advertisements for President Jiang's company, becoming a major client of Focus Media."

No matter how much it was listed, Focus Media was essentially a company that accepted advertising placements, mainly doing elevator advertisements.

Jiang Nanchun glanced at the temperamental university student, had no interest in further dialogue, turned around, and was also surrounded as he left.

Seeing Yu Xing walked off the stage.

Song Yufeng greeted him, happy for his performance on stage and excited by his unyielding attitude just now!

He patted President Yu's arm and only managed to shout one thing: "Brother Xing..."

Seeing Yu Xing was also in a good mood. He remembered Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun" and sighed with a smile: "Four hundred and eighty temples of the Southern Dynasties, how many towers are in the misty rain, how many towers are in the misty rain indeed."

Song Yufeng was puzzled:?

Mu Yan, who had also walked over, heard this and said: "This is Du Mu's 'Jiang Nanchun'."

Not just him, Gong Haiyan from Century Jiayuan and Li Song from Zhenai also walked over one after another.

Seeing Yu Xing's gaze was profound, and he smiled slightly: "I know Jiang Nanchun."

I've heard of you, I've seen you, and now I have to test you.

Test whether you are also down-to-earth.

(End of chapter)