Zheng Zhongliang stumblingly introduced himself. As an old reporter, this was a completely unqualified rookie performance.

He felt that his brain was really burnt out... The thief fell at least twenty or thirty meters away from the bus. Is it possible for normal people to kill people with coins at such a long distance?

Even in the Olympic javelin competition, there is no possibility of winning the shot put competition!

Take out the recording pen from the briefcase, aiming the grid head at Wen Qianyi, and his mind is still thinking about it, and his mind is still on what the old policeman said to him - the wound is about two or three centimeters, and there is a metal reaction.

After thinking about it, a circular metal object meets this condition very well.

Zheng Zhongliang stared at Wen Qianyi's eyes, trying to find a hint of clue in the face of this outstanding young college student. He only saw the spirit of the young entrepreneur and the courage of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger.

wrong……

Not a calf at all.

Zheng Zhongliang gradually returned to his state of an experienced reporter and wanted to control the rhythm of the conversation. His eyes flashed and he raised a very vicious question: "Uh, next I want to ask you a small question. Are you mentally prepared for "Elf Front" suddenly becoming popular? Take the liberty to say something off topic, there are some statements about plagiarism on the Internet."

Wen Qian also leaned forward slightly: "The Middle Agesticism says that it is better to cultivate oneself than to stop slander. Why care too much about the eyes of the outside world? But the words of Austrian writer Zweig touched me deeply: as long as a drop of slander enters the blood circulation of public opinion, it can reproduce like a virus, and even the most wise doctors can do nothing about it."

He slowly poured Zheng Zhongliang a cup of coffee, pushed it in front of him, and said, "If you want to hurt someone, then your enemy needs to cooperate with your friends. One slandered you, and the other told you the news."

Wen Qian's eyes were calm and a little friendly smile: "Then reporter Zheng, I think you should be a friend."

Zheng Zhongliang suddenly said nothing. He stirred the coffee spoon awkwardly, his eyes dodged and his lips squirmed: "Uh, this question is that I'm too abrupt-"

What a messy interview!

Zheng Zhongliang found that he had been led by the nose. Whether asking questions or answering questions, they were all under the control of this young college student. He would inadvertently find the weakest part of his words, and then completely defeat them accurately and meticulously.

"This is not a calf at all, but a young lion ready to go... how could it be afraid of a tiger?"

Zheng Zhongliang left the cafe with the recorded sound files and had an illusion for this young man named Wen Qianyi. The popularity of "Elf Front" will not be a flash in the pan, but a springboard for him to move to a high place.

So he deliberately and solemnly left his business card and exchanged phone numbers.

In the journalist circle, it will always be better to have more connections. Maybe it will be used at any time. He edited the text message to Wen Qianyi: Mr. Wen, please rest assured about this news, it will definitely not damage the reputation and interests of Xingling Network.

"This is a guarantee of showing goodwill." Wen Qianyi read the text message and deleted it casually.

Slightly happy.

His cunning has not been trained to the level of calmness, and the old reporter's show of kindness is undoubtedly a kind of recognition of himself. It is a spiritual gain, which makes Wen Qianyi feel particularly good.

And good news comes one after another.

Wen Qian has been busy between the school club and Xingling Network these days. Through the headhunting company, he has found several middle- and senior management personnel with good reputation and high professional qualities. The CEO position is a middle-aged man named "Tian Fuzhou". He once served as the manager of the Greater China Personnel Department at Yahoo.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

The office door was knocked.

Tian Fuzhou is serious and not tall, but has an absolutely outstanding temperament. He looks like a senior management staff member. He quickly walked to his desk and handed the information to Wen Qianyi: "Boss, this is the performance report of the previous two weeks."

Long before the report, he repeatedly confirmed the authenticity of the performance statement, and the results of the statistics five or six times were almost exactly the same.

He pointed at the online picture with his finger and repeated the key data in his mouth: "The number of clicks is 8.79 million, the number of registrations is 700,000, the maximum number of online people is 530,000, the number of active online people is 410,000, the first week's revenue is 2.51 million yuan, and the second week's revenue is 4.29 million yuan... The server load pressure is high, and two groups of servers need to be added, and the existing network is upgraded and transformed again."

Tian Fuzhou's eyes were lit. As an insider, he understood the important meaning of these numbers.

2.51 million in the first week, 4.29 million in the next week... This is simply a pig at the forefront! The kind that can take off completely with a gust of wind! The revenue in the first month is at least 20 million! This is not yet under the overwhelming publicity!

A retention rate of more than 50% is an impossible miracle for a web game! And in the online game world, everything called a miracle represents unimaginable high profit returns.

As CEO, Tian Fuzhou is very clear about the operating costs of this game. Apart from the negligible promotional PR costs, the rest is almost pure profit! More than 80% of the net profit!

Excluding the impact of the first month, then calculate the last game off-season...

Annual net profit of 200 million?!

Tian Fuzhou felt a little dry mouth.

"I think there is a problem within the company that needs to be solved immediately, otherwise it may lead to a big mistake." He sat opposite Wen Qianyi, put his hands on his knees, and spoke in alarmist words.

Wen Qian also took his eyes back from the online picture report and expressed doubts about Tian Fuzhou's statement: "Simply talk about it."

Tian Fuzhou waved his arm and his expression was extremely serious: "Immediately, immediately, we must do our best to retain the developers! No matter what conditions they offer, I have listed an equity incentive agreement, which can definitely be retained-"

"Equity incentive agreement?" Wen Qian also seemed to be smiling.

Tian Fuzhou was stunned and hurriedly reacted... This is not Yahoo with a perfect director system, but a private enterprise founded by the young man in front of him. Even if he can use shares as an incentive condition, he cannot pass the decision.

Confused-

Wen Qianyi's age is easily despised, but Tian Fuzhou understands very well that the boss Wen in front of him is definitely not the one he can control at will.

Just talking about Wen Qian's layout methods and sharp and accurate vision on the Internet, it is not a level that ordinary people can reach.

"I'm sorry for this matter." Tian Fuzhou has long passed the age of being competitive. He often makes a wise choice when he bows his head for a while. He asked the topic: "My idea is to keep the members of the "Elf Front" development."

Wen Qian also likes to deal with smart people the most. During this period, Tian Fuzhou has only shown sufficient abilities and has not hidden too much ambition. This is why he feels at ease to hand over the operation of Xingling Network to this person.

"This matter does not need to be considered. Currently, operations and maintenance work are the main focus, and new projects are not considered for the time being."

Tian Fuzhou smiled and said, "It's good. With the amazing potential shown by "Elf Front", Xingling Network can follow the method of Shanda's operation of "Legend" and create a fan-oriented game."

"boss!"

A young beautiful woman pushed the door open and her face was full of excitement. She was about to speak, but then she saw Tian Fuzhou, the second boss of the company, was also in the office. She immediately looked embarrassed, smiled reluctantly, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "We, our company has entered the newspaper..."

"Secretary Feng, you will knock on the door when you enter the house in the future!" Tian Fuzhou snorted and stood up, looked at Feng Weiwei hard before going out, asked Wen Qianyi for instructions before walking out of the room.

Feng Weiwei was wearing a black and white OL outfit, with a convex and convex figure, with a very conspicuous figure, with her thighs under her short skirt, and was amazingly delicate and fair without stockings. Her body was filled with the fragrance of Chanel No. 5, showing her charm, and she was quite thrilling to men.

She is a newly appointed company secretary and has the right to enter and exit the chairman's office. She thought that with her outstanding appearance, she would leave a deep impression on the young boss no matter what.

Wen Qian seemed to have not heard what she said. Although she was laughing, her tone could not be refused: "Go out first, I have something to do."

What's going on!

Feng Weiwei suddenly realized that she had made something wrong. She walked out of the office with a stiff face, and when she arrived at a place where no one was around, she stomped her feet angrily and muttered hard: "What awesome, you, the diamond princess, will sooner or later be the girl's belongings."

As if she had regained her confidence, she raised her head and passed by the office compartment, without even looking at the programmers of these jobs, leaving behind a scent that made people imagine all the way.
Chapter completed!