A group of netizens who grabbed red envelopes put on various shows. Those netizens who only grabbed a few cents or a few cents and were about to complain on Weibo were dumbfounded.
Paralyzed, what's going on?
Why did these beasts rob so many?
"Your sister, those who robbed dozens or hundreds of dollars, are you serious?"
"I also want to ask, why did I steal two cents?"
"Passing by for a dime."
"You're so numb, I'll just grab the points."
"How shameful! I just robbed 66 yuan."
"Go away, this is our camp of Maomao and Fenfen. If you are in the Chuan camp, get out of here."
"That's right, get out."
"Your sister, grab a red envelope and feel superior."
"..."
A group of people grabbed a few cents and were full of resentment.
"Haha! These guys are so non-chiefs."
"Hehe! This is only the first round. There are three more rounds to come. The target for tonight is 000 yuan. That's almost one month's salary for me."
"Damn it, you're thinking too much."
"No matter how you say it, thank you for chatting, thank you for Yuanda, and thank you for Mr. Xi."
"..."
Those who grabbed the big red envelopes laughed and made various jokes.
At home, Zheng Ge looked at it and shook his head. Why not just grab a red envelope? As for that.
"Mom, Dad, sister, have you grabbed it?" Zheng Ge said with a smile.
The two elders smiled and shook their heads. After the first round of red envelopes were handed out, they shook their phones a few times and stopped shaking them. So they didn't get a penny.
"Robbing a dime."
The old lady stared, feeling so unlucky and so angry!
"I'm a non-chief, right?"
Zheng Ge laughed.
Zheng Shi rolled her eyes, looked at Weibo, and couldn't help complaining: "I really don't know how those who robbed hundreds of dollars did it. Didn't you say that this proportion is very small?"
Zheng Ge smiled, "With hundreds of millions of users participating, no matter how small the proportion is, it is still a big number!"
"That's true."
The old lady nodded, not bothering about it, just grabbing the red envelope for fun.
"Alas, the Spring Festival Gala is getting worse and worse. Those old guys are no longer here."
Dad sighed while watching TV.
Zheng Ge glanced at the TV. Although the TV was always on and the Spring Festival Gala was on, he didn't pay attention to what was being played or what programs were on. He just glanced at it a few times. It seemed that Zhang Ziqi was also attending the Spring Festival Gala.
.
One night, I was either chatting with my parents or paying attention to tonight’s red envelope event.
The Spring Festival Gala feels the same regardless of past life or present life.
I liked it when I was a kid, but as I grew up, I stopped liking it.
Maybe it's because I've grown up.
Next, the second round, the third round, and the fourth round of red envelopes will be distributed. This year's New Year's Eve will be considered officially successful.
…
"Brother Zheng, I'm getting ready to have New Year's Eve dinner with my employees."
After the Spring Festival Gala, Xi Meng called.
"Yeah! The New Year's Eve dinner should be sumptuous."
Zheng Ge laughed.
"Don't worry! It's guaranteed to be the most sumptuous meal." Simon said playfully.
Zheng Ge smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work tonight. After the New Year's Eve dinner, go home quickly and have a good New Year."
"Yeah! I have prepared a special plane. After dinner, I will take a special plane back to my hometown to spend the first and second days of the new year with my family." Xi Meng said with a smile.
"Don't be in such a hurry, just rest for a few more days. It's not too late to go back to work on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year," Zheng Ge said.
"It's okay." Xi Meng smiled and then said solemnly: "Brother Zheng, we are afraid that we will be targeted by Taobao Group this time."
"Haha!" Zheng Ge laughed when he heard this and said, "I think Mr. Feng may not be able to sleep well tonight. Our appearance has disrupted his plan."
Ximeng pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother Zheng, what do you think Taobao Group will do next?"
"How to do it?" Zheng Ge pondered for a moment, "It's nothing more than spending huge sums of money to stabilize the market and suppress us."
Ximeng said oh.
"Okay, don't worry too much. Next, we will follow the previous plan and do it slowly. By the way, has the QR code technology been completed?"
"It's done."
Simon said worriedly: “It’s still very difficult to do mobile payment well.”
"Take your time, you can promote it on a small scale first, and cooperate with some large shopping malls. By the way, I own a large supermarket. Then you can try to promote it in my supermarket first. If it succeeds, you can then
Cooperate with large shopping malls and hypermarkets. Of course, if you want users to use ChatPay to pay, you have to give some benefits first. Next, you have to spend money. The company is ready."
He didn't use WeChat Pay very much in his previous life. He didn't know much about the operations of WeChat Pay.
But he remembered Alipay, he was really a money-giving boy!
Various red envelopes are given out non-stop.
He couldn't remember the rest, but he remembered that he once went to the supermarket to buy something. For a 120 yuan item, he only paid 50 yuan, saving a full 70 yuan.
I heard that you can earn more bounties by inviting new users.
But he has never played those games, nor has he invited new users.
As for the 70 yuan red envelope, he still doesn’t know where it came from. It seemed that a pop-up window suddenly popped up on the Alipay app. He clicked on it, and these red envelopes appeared in the card package.
At that time, he was dubious and didn't expect it to work.
It turns out it really works.
After that, he fell into the pit of paying with Alipay and couldn't get up. As a result, he scratched his head on the 9th of every month.
I chatted with Xi Meng for a few words, then walked out of the house with my parents and sister, wearing down jackets.
In the courtyard of the community, many people have come and are ready to set off fireworks.
Fireworks and firecrackers are prohibited in big cities.
There is also a ban on fireworks in Los Angeles, but the management is not very strict.
…
Jiangnan City, Taobao Group Headquarters.
In the chairman's office, Feng Chengtian, chairman and general manager of Taobao Group, looked at a document in his hand with a calm expression. After a while, he put down the document and sighed deeply.
"It's not easy! Just one night and a red envelope from the Spring Festival Gala is better than five or six years of hard work by us goldfish."
Feng Chengtian sighed, feeling a little tired.
"Mr. Feng, when we talk about payment, I'm afraid it's not just about getting involved in the field of online payment. I'm afraid..."
A young man in his 00s said with a solemn expression. He is a manager of Goldfish Pay, named Jiao Lin.
"I'm afraid they are planning offline mobile payment, right?"
Feng Chengtian sighed.
Offline mobile payment is still unfamiliar to other companies. But for Goldfish Payment, it is a goal that it has been striving for.
"Yes."
Jiao Lin nodded solemnly. Mobile payment was also an area they were developing. Unexpectedly, at this time, a communication app software that they had not paid much attention to would overtake them in a corner.
"Mr. Feng, this can't be done. The offline payment plan is too big. We at Goldfish Payment have been working hard for so many years, but we haven't completed the layout. Yuanda Group..."