The meager sunlight quietly leaked into the gap in the curtains, slowly climbed onto a large double bed, and shone on the salted fish under the quilt. Perhaps because the temperature had increased, or because he was holding back his urine, the salted fish turned over and woke up.
come over.
"Oh, leaving so early again!"
Yao Yuan lay on the bed, staring upright at the ceiling, his ears searching for all the sounds in the room, but there was no sound, so he knew that Yinyin had gone out to pursue her career.
To be honest, it's quite empty.
This man is just mean sometimes. If he does too much, he feels that he is wasting too much. If he doesn't do it, he will think about it in his heart. Of course, this is a situation where he is still young and in good health. If he really reaches middle age, he can't wait to follow him.
Wife and daughter-in-law sleep separately.
Yao Yuan got up, washed himself, wanted to make breakfast but was too lazy to do anything.
In the past, when Yin Yin was not busy, she would usually cook it, and occasionally she would cook it herself. Now it seems that the house has not had a fire for a month, and they all eat out.
The weather is getting warmer and the spring clothes have faded.
He rummaged through the closet, put on the safest suit and shirt, and went downstairs. Xiao Mo was on shift today and greeted: "Good morning, Mr. Yao!"
"morning!"
"It's quite hot today. When I woke up, I felt the temperature rising."
"Well, I woke up after sweating all over."
"It's May, it's time to change into a thin quilt. It seems like the New Year was just celebrated yesterday, and it's summer in the blink of an eye... Hey, are you moving to Xiangshan again?"
Xiao Mo drove the car and chatted casually, but did not hear a reply. He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that the boss seemed to be in a daze and said, "Mr. Yao? Mr. Yao?"
"Ah? Oh..."
Yao Yuan came back to his senses and responded: "Yes, it's already May."
Xiao Mo shrugged, feeling weird, but he kept his mouth shut and kept his mouth shut. It was not his turn to ask questions.
Soon I arrived at the Yingshi Building. Looking around, I saw that the employees were still full of enthusiasm and had a bright future. They were earning enviable wages in these stagnant years. A store not far away had been taken over and was being renovated.
Don't ask, the cafe is definitely targeting the building's customer base.
"..."
Yao Yuan went upstairs, and Cheng Wei was as enthusiastic as ever. After greetings, he was about to talk about today's itinerary, but was suddenly interrupted.
"You go ahead and go ahead, I'll be quiet for a while."
"Oh well!"
Cheng Wei originally wanted to go back to his desk, but then thought about the definition of "quiet for a while", so he simply went out and quietly closed the door.
Yao Yuan was sitting on a chair, stroking his forehead with his right hand, closing his eyes and thinking about something.
5·12 is so close in front of us, and there is nothing I can do. An earthquake is not like a snow disaster. It will be an isolated city. Only the brave 15 people risk their lives to understand what is going on inside, and then the roads will gradually open up.
Maiwo Logistics will definitely go into battle, but it must also pay attention to the safety of its employees and be careful not to cause trouble. In the early stage, it can help in places such as Chengdu, Dujiangyan, and Mianyang.
Then there are donations.
The snow disaster shocked the country by donating 300 million yuan, but the earthquake only caused more earthquakes. He thought about the asset issue again.
The personal/family assets and company assets of business tycoons are two different things. It is common for some companies to go bankrupt, but the boss is sitting on tens of billions.
Most of Yao Yuan's personal assets come from shares, a fictitious number calculated based on valuation, which he didn't care about before going public.
In terms of physical assets, the first is the money sold to SoftBank shares, followed by a large amount of real estate, and profits or dividends. For example, Xigua Game, which I hold 100% of, makes hundreds of millions in profits every year. In theory, I can take the money away at will.
Then there is the salary. Yes, you pay yourself a salary.
The salary of many CEOs in later generations is tens of millions, hundreds of millions or even hundreds of millions. The entire management team is like blood-sucking, sucking the company dry and then running away with the bucket.
Yao Yuan is very conscientious and his annual salary is only 1 million.
All in all, a rough calculation shows that the real assets are about RMB 7-8 billion.
Let’s talk about the company’s assets. The revenue from ringtones has declined and the community has suffered losses; MaiMai relies on membership and social games to make profits, barely breaking even; Xigua Game’s net profit is a cash cow + blood transfusion tool.
Both the mall and Max Eslite are losing money, but the former is spending loan money and the latter is spending financing money, so they don't feel bad at all.
At 99 Entertainment, the video has received financing, Jiahe's stock price has increased, and the film and television, artist management, and performance organizing businesses are all very good, and overall it is profitable.
These are approximate figures. Do you really want to ask how much money the company actually has?
That would be very mysterious.
Like Maiwo Mall, it loses money every year, but it has billions in cash. It's like Xigua Game, it makes money every year, but it doesn't have much money.
“So we need to launch it as soon as possible!”
"It will be much easier to turn the valuation into market value. Then I will become the richest man..."
Yao Yuan muttered and pulled out a piece of paper, wrote some thoughts and tore it up. This time he planned to donate it in the name of the 99 Group and not separate it.
And it mainly includes supplies, food, water, clothes, bedding, tents, daily necessities, etc. If possible, he will let the logistics deliver it himself, but he does not dare to deal with certain institutions.
He still remembers the news about moldy supplies.
…………
Cheng Wei only knew that his boss was in a bad mood and spoke softly when reporting on work.
"'Parking Space' and 'Friend Buying and Selling' have performed very well on Facebook. The other party hopes that we will make more similar games. They also said that paid projects will be launched soon, and the 3:7 share agreed last year will remain unchanged."
"However, according to reports from people at the San Francisco studio, due to our successful trial, the American market is very concerned about this kind of social game, and two plagiarism works have been discovered."
"Well, what's their opinion?"
"They also suggested making more, increasing the quantity first, and then producing high-quality products based on the quantity."
"Tell the overseas studios that since they are located there, we are giving them the greatest degree of freedom. They can do whatever they want without having to report everything."
"good!"
Cheng Wei jotted down a few strokes, and Yao Yuan pondered the timeline. Well, it's time to steal some food.
In addition to stealing vegetables, I also have to make a few other dishes.
The development time of social games is short, the launch is fast, and the feedback is fast. If there is no result in 2-3 months, it will be cut in half immediately and a new one will be made, so as to seize the overseas market.
"We will have a meeting in the afternoon with all the staff of Kiwi Studio."
"good!"
Cheng Wei continued: "The9 has officially signed an agreement with a Korean company to take over the agency business of "Audition". The price is lower than what was announced before. It has not been disclosed specifically, but it is definitely far lower than 45 million US dollars."
"What do you think is the reason?"
When Yao Yuan took the exam casually, Cheng Weidao said: "Because we hold a large amount of copyrights, there will be fewer songs in "Audition" and the value will be reduced accordingly."
"Well, almost."
Yao Yuan bought a lot of copyrights, but it was impossible to corner the market. At least Korean songs were monopolized by South Korea, and other companies could also grab newly released songs.
The core gameplay of "Audition" is to click the keys according to the rhythm, and then click the space button, which will make network administrators all over the country scold you.
If there are fewer songs, the value will naturally decrease.
Historically, "Audition" was at its peak during this period. It encountered what can be called the most disgusting public attack in the gaming industry, and has been in decline ever since.
But now Yao Yuan is not sure whether this attack will happen again. What if people feel that "Audition" is no longer threatening?
"..."
He rubbed his chin and said: "Tell Orange Culture and let them do the heat for at least a week."
"What about the content?"
"Let's just say The9 is determined to dominate the market and has purchased most of the copyrights we have hoarded at sky-high prices. The status of "Audition" is still there and unshakable!"
Cheng Wei figured it out with a flash of his mind. This was to use "Audition" as a target, and then "Mai Mai Dance" was launched obscenely.
"Then let's do this. Ninetowns is fighting with Blizzard over the follow-up agency of "World of Warcraft". Let's just say that Ninetowns has already selected "Audition" as a backup project, just to fill the gap in World of Warcraft..."
"Tsk! Smart!"
Yao Yuan was very pleased that this was the assistant who suited his style of doing things, and Yin Yin was still too upright.
(No more...
I’d like to recommend some books in the book shortage, about pretending to be gods and ghosts in ancient times/other worlds, and turning the demon-free world into an extraordinary world, similar to "This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird")