The woman's voice was so sharp that her shout was worth several tons of explosives, instantly blowing up those who had entered and those who had not entered without a trace!
"Okay, boss, now we don't have to clear the way. Ordinary people can't enjoy this kind of treatment..."
In the domestic Internet industry, when it is a matter of life or death for a company, there are still some "heartless" jokes like this. One is Ding Sanshi. When NetEase was about to close down, he still laughed and laughed with others. The other is Ma Feng. It seems that
, the psychological quality of the future bosses will be excellent.
"Eat, eat," Chen Feng opened the car door and politely let Ma Feng get in. "You have to treat yourself well to this meal. After this, I will treat you in Shanghai." Peng Bo comforted him.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to get over it..." He was a tough man in front of him, but he was a real ordinary person behind him. Ma Feng's eyes turned red, and he got into the car, almost in tears, "Wait a minute..."
Chen Feng immediately stepped on the brakes, but Ma Feng suddenly smiled again, "The boss has never been to Qiantang, and has never seen my company. If you take a look, after today, I'm afraid it will no longer exist."
Oh, what did you say?
Chen Feng looked at this weirdo in the reflector.
"Today, all employees in our company are completely quarantined and go home to work." Ma Feng added, "We walked out of the company, and the next second they went home to quarantine."
Knowing that he was feeling uncomfortable, Peng Bo was speechless. Sure enough, he saw that people in this building were fleeing with telephones, fax machines, and computers. Many of them were wearing name tags like Ma Feng. This scene was really real.
It's like fleeing.
Nowadays, negative public opinion, the inability to work together, and countless difficulties are impacting this new company that is only 4 years old. For a time, whether Ma Feng's company can successfully pass the test has become a question mark in many people's minds.
However, perhaps more people have already sentenced this company to death in their hearts.
Ma Feng's mood was extremely depressed at this time, but seeing people in the company running away as if they were fleeing, he lowered the window and blew a loud whistle. Many employees turned around in surprise, only to see Ma Feng
Feng took off his mask and smiled, waving to greet everyone.
"Mr. Ma."
"Mr. Ma."
Almost everyone who saw Ma Feng slowed down, and some girls couldn't help crying.
"Go home well and make progress every day. It's no big deal." Ma Feng said with a smile, his smile as bright as a flower.
In an instant, Peng Bo actually came up with the idea of letting this guy play the role of the Fire Cloud Evil God in his new movie.
The car started slowly, "Any ideas?" Peng Bo handed over a bottle of drink.
"I told you, I'll do it with you," Ma Feng said with a smile, "Just one director will do."
"You are not the kind of person who is inferior to others," Peng Bo said with a smile, "you are not the kind of person who is not smart either."
"But this is a force majeure factor. I can't resist it personally," Ma Feng said with a smile, as if nothing had happened. "This has nothing to do with whether you are smart or not."
"Then what are your countermeasures?"
"I have installed broadband in the employees' homes, so we can work online from home." Ma Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the only way." He suddenly looked at Peng Bo, "Boss, you are not coming to Qiantang at this time specifically.
It's to comfort me, you must have some clever tricks, please tell me and teach me."
In later generations, Ma Feng always taught lessons to others, but now he devoted himself to asking Peng Bo for advice. He looked more like a primary school student than a primary school student, although later he always liked to mention the word primary school student.
"I have nothing to teach you. My company is also passing the test. We have launched several games with good results. We have also increased paid promotion of online literature. Just do what you can do first."
"Whatever you can do, do it first?" Ma Feng murmured to himself.
"Yes, from a positive perspective, while people are actively protecting themselves and fighting the plague, new opportunities may slowly emerge from the disaster."
"Where is the opportunity?" Ma Feng suddenly became cheerful and smiled, "You must have seen the opportunity. Thank you Buddha, Buddha for blessing. It is not in vain that I begged Buddha for a long time."
Ma Feng's maternal grandmother was a Buddhist, and he often went to the temple with her when he was a child.
"The opportunity is in your hands."
The Qiantang cuisine seemed to taste more authentic than the chefs in Shanghai. Peng Bo and Chen Feng ate happily, but Ma Feng still had difficulty eating chopsticks. "Boss, tell me, where is the opportunity?"
"Think about it, now people are afraid to go out because of the epidemic, but they still want to buy things and shop. You can create a platform to meet the needs of online shopping. Isn't this an opportunity?"
"It's an opportunity, go on," Ma Feng urged impatiently.
“Since people don’t leave their homes, products suitable for use at home—such as social networking, e-commerce, games, and film and television—are all driven more or less by this situation. Whoever seizes the opportunity at this moment will win.
can seize the market.”
Ma Feng suddenly fell silent, but within two minutes, he slammed the table and said, "Waiter, bring me wine and meat. I want to have a good drink with Master Peng today."
He exaggeratedly picked up a mouthful of food and put it into his mouth, "It tastes so good, boss. You don't know, I haven't eaten for a week."
Chen Feng seemed to have seen his surprise, but when he saw him cleaning the dishes on the table, he was once again shocked at how such a thin body could hold so much food!
"Cool!" Ma Feng roared, scaring the waiter. When he saw his appearance clearly, he couldn't help but shudder. Could it be that this guy is Ma Feng who has been rumored for a long time in Qiantang?
Not mentioning her quick report to the boss, Ma Feng had already drank several cups of tea, "Boss, I listen to you and just build this platform. But if the name is not right, the words will not go smoothly. Unfortunately, the matter is in a hurry and I cannot contact Mr. Jin Yong. Just
How about asking the boss to give me a name?"
Peng Bo looked at Ma Feng with a smile, and Ma Feng imitated the behavior of people in the world and handed over his hand.
"I think the Internet will be full of treasures in the future. For those who love beauty, clothes are treasures to them. For men, lighters and sneakers are treasures to them. In this way, it will be called Taobao Internet Cafe."
"Taobao?" Ma Feng laughed, and then gave a thumbs up, "It's grand, okay, let's call it Taobao, store, checkout."
When he turned his head, he was stunned. The whole store was empty, but the chefs and waiters in the back kitchen were all wearing masks, as if they were in danger. Some of them even had kitchen knives and rolling pins in their hands, "
Are you Ma Feng?" One person raised the rolling pin.
"That's right." Ma Feng suddenly felt that the situation was not good, and he stood up in a hurry, "Let's leave now, let's leave now, we have something to say."
In a panic, he took out a few big bills and said, "This is food money, thank you."
"Take your money," a woman who looked like a landlady shouted, "Quick, don't put it on the counter, take it away, take it away quickly."
"Then how do you calculate the money for the meal? If you can't eat without money, that's not..." Ma Feng hesitated and put the money into his pocket.
"No more money, no more money, leave quickly, leave quickly, this meal is just a gift from us to you..."