The general manager's office was filled with smoke.
There were dozens of cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray in front of Mao Wenchao.
Qu Ting sat opposite Mao Wenchao, feeling a little distressed and confused.
"What time is it?"
Mao Wenchao's voice was a little hoarse. He didn't go home last night and sat in the company all night.
When Qu Ting came to the company, she saw Mao Wenchao like this.
"Wenchao, we still have hope."
Although Qu Ting has her own husband, she has always admired Mao Wenchao.
The friendship between them has always been praised.
Mao Wenchao's suit is now wrinkled and his face is greasy. He stared at the computer all night and his face is a little pale.
Only the eyes were the reddest, with dense bloodshot eyes filling them.
"Yes, we still have hope."
Mao Wenchao seemed to be talking to himself, looking at the data in the background of Xiaohongshu.
"I never thought he would be so cruel."
Mao Wenchao took a deep drag on his cigarette, then blew out a smoke ring: "Little Blue Book?"
"Oh, that's really ironic."
Mao Wenchao looked at Qu Ting a little decadently, which made Qu Ting feel particularly distressed.
"Wenchao, our data is quite good. We are just starting out. We may not lose. Don't you believe in my ability?"
Qu Ting walked to Mao Wenchao and gently leaned Mao Wenchao's head in her arms.
"Believe me, we can definitely do it."
"sorry……"
Mao Wenchao's eyes were red and he blamed himself: "It's all my fault for being too greedy. If we could have accepted his investment at that time, we wouldn't be like this now."
Qu Ting shook her head slightly, her smile still flat: "Wenchao, things have happened. All we need to do is face it positively."
"Yeah, I really don't believe he can really hold us down all the time!"
Mao Wenchao felt Qu Ting's warmth, and the fighting spirit in his heart burned a little bit.
"Ating, I need to hold a meeting immediately."
Qu Ting smiled happily and said, "Okay, I'll get ready right now."
Mao Wenchao saw Qu Ting disappearing into the office and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Looking at the endless flow of vehicles, the pride in my heart gradually recovered.
It can be said that Mao Wenchao has never failed in his life, and has always been smooth sailing.
I graduated from a prestigious school, entered the Fortune Global 500, and went to Stanford to study for BA. After graduation, I received investors' funds to start a business.
What is the difference between this kind of life and cheating?
Only the appearance of Chen Dongcheng made Mao Wenchao realize that there was someone outside the world.
He thought that Chen Dongcheng would not give in, but he never dreamed that Chen Dongcheng would establish a company with the same positioning and development as his own.
It can be said that before Little Blue Book was launched, Mao Wenchao had not heard any news.
By the time you really know, it's already too late.
Little Blue Book has already made its name in the Apple App Store.
With sufficient strategy preparation, many overseas shopping compatriots were so pleasantly surprised that they recommended it to their friends one after another, giving them a head start.
The number of registered users of Xiaohongshu has just exceeded 10,000, but what about Xiaolanshu?
The number of users has exceeded 100,000 and is still growing little by little.
Oh no, Mao Wenchao shook his head, that's called a surge.
This is without spending a penny on promotion fees.
Mao Wenchao didn't even dare to think that Chen Dongcheng would actually spend a lot of money. So is there still hope for Xiaohongshu?
"I hope so."
Mao Wenchao thought to himself.
"Mr. Mao, everyone is here."
The secretary knocked on the door and reported the report.
"Come here."
Mao Wenchao went to wash his face first. As the boss of the company, he is the backbone of the company.
If he gets discouraged first, the whole company will be doomed.
In the conference room, people were panicking.
But with Qu Ting here, no one dared to say anything.
The company's gold medal partners still convinced them.
Mao Wenchao walked into the conference room and took a look at everyone's expressions, and he had an idea.
"I know you must be worried now. I can tell you that Mr. Xu has decided to make an additional investment in us, as long as our number of users exceeds 500,000."
Qu Ting frowned slightly and glanced at Mao Wenchao. Mao Wenchao looked back at her, and Qu Ting understood.
This is Mao Wenchao's deliberate lie to give everyone reassurance.
"Yes, Mr. Mao has already negotiated with ZhenFund. As long as everyone follows the plan and executes it in an orderly manner, ZhenFund will continue to support us."
Qu Ting's words also made other people in the company relax.
"I think the appearance of Little Blue Book this time is a good thing."
Mao Wenchao smiled and said: "We didn't think about it in detail before. I bet that these strategies were definitely prepared by people from Little Blue Book."
"What does this mean? It means they are prepared.
But unfortunately, they were exposed too early, giving us enough time to respond."
A successful company owner must have this ability.
Mao Wenchao's few words made the company management's fear of Little Blue Book disappear a lot.
"And what we can know from the Little Blue Book is that we are on the right path."
Mao Wenchao glanced at the management, which had returned to normal, and felt relieved.
As long as the company's management is not in chaos, there will be no commotion among the lower-level employees.
All he can do is find the winning point as soon as possible, otherwise he will be left further and further behind by Little Blue Book.
"We must increase incentives for users to share notes. We are already a step behind, but we can organize some lottery activities."
Mao Wenchao thought of a solution that was not a solution. It was also a relatively common propaganda method.
"Lao Liang, your operations department is responsible for formulating a publicity plan. The publicity fund is set at 200,000. Use these 200,000 as much as possible to attract more users to me."
The executive who was named nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I'll be ready in a minute."
"Others will continue to work, and the company's development route will remain unchanged. If anyone's work needs to be changed, I will notify them privately."
Mao Wenchao nodded and said: "The meeting is dismissed."
After everyone left, Qu Ting shook her head: "You have always been so courageous. How dare you use ZhenFund to fool them."
"What else?"
Mao Wenchao smiled bitterly and said: "The morale of the company is already low. If I can't find a solution, then there is no need to fight and we can just surrender."
"However, Ating, you really need to contact Mr. Xu of Zhen Fund. We may need some funds."
When Qu Ting heard this, she frowned and said, "Wen Chao, you know how greedy they are, are you sure?"
"Oh, Ating, we have no choice."
Mao Wenchao gritted his teeth and said: "No matter what, we will die. If we don't develop, the company's equity will be worthless.
If we defeat Little Blue Book, even if we only have 0% of the shares left, we will still be billionaires."
Qu Ting was silent. The company belonged to her and Mao Wenchao.
She has the same number of shares as Mao Wenchao, which is Mao Wenchao's promise to her.
"Okay, then I'll contact Mr. Xu."
Qu Ting also understands this truth. When life and death are at stake, what else do you think about shares?
"Thank you for your hard work, Ating."
Mao Wenchao looked a little melancholy, hugged Qu Ting gently, and then left the conference room.
Qu Ting sighed. She had persuaded Mao Wenchao at the beginning, but her momentary greed led to her current regret.
Why bother?
…
Chen Dongcheng was very satisfied with the results of Little Blue Book, which made Yu Jiasi feel itchy.
"Brother Chen, it's inconvenient for me to tell you, why are you so happy?"
Chen Dongcheng didn't hide it either: "My company in Shanghai has done well, so I'm very happy."
"That company called Little Blue Book?"
Yu Jiasi heard Chen Dongcheng mention it before.
"Well, it's just started, but it still has great potential for development."
Chen Dongcheng did not boast, but Yu Jiasi was dubious.
Yu Jiasi didn't know much about the Internet, but that didn't stop him from admiring Chen Dongcheng.
Yu Jiaci is well aware of how ruthlessly Internet companies burn money.
"Brother Chen, this is the analysis that Ziliang and I did during this period. We examined the current situation of nightclubs in Shanghai.
I found that many nightclubs are old and dilapidated. Many people in our circle used to love clubbing, but now they are a little tired of it.
Because the environment in these nightclubs simply cannot inspire their desire to consume.”
Chen Dongcheng looked at the analysis done by Yu Jiasi, and he had a relatively thorough analysis of the overall nightclub market in the Magic City today.
“I also specially surveyed many fun-loving young people and found that their expectations for nightclubs are that they are big, luxurious and have a good atmosphere.
The most popular nightclub at the moment is yst, and their biggest advantage is their large area, which I think we must also pay attention to."
Yu Jiasi observed Chen Dongcheng's expression and asked tentatively: "Brother Chen, what do you think?"
In the final analysis, it is Chen Dongcheng who really shines.
"Well, it's not bad. I can see that you put your best efforts into it."
Chen Dongcheng closed the document and made a comment.
Yu Jiasi smiled bitterly and said: "This is an investment of tens of millions, we must be serious."
"Tell me your ideas, how big a venue you plan to choose, and what is your decoration budget?"
Chen Dongcheng took a sip of tea. Not to mention, the Duyun Maojian tasted really good.
Yu Jiasi secretly took it out from home to honor Chen Dongcheng.
Just this small bag, which is 50g, would cost 70,000 to 80,000 yuan if you want to buy it.
It can be said that Yu Jiasi really tried his best to please Chen Dongcheng.
Yu Jiasi is not interested in drinking tea either. All he cares about is making money.
But in the current situation, his 10 million is just a small investment, and it won't have much effect at all.
"Brother Chen, currently the biggest and busiest place in the Magic City is yst.
It can be said that if we really want to be the number one nightclub in Shanghai, we must kill yst."
"so."
Chen Dongcheng smiled: "Do you have this ability?"
"Ahem."
Yu Jiasi was a little embarrassed: "Brother Chen, the water is deep here, we have to recruit people."
Chen Dongcheng thinks it's normal. If you are doing this kind of business in Shanghai, if there is no one to protect you from behind, you will be killed in minutes.
"Is there the right person?"
Chen Dongcheng didn't know much about the circles in Magic City, but a second-generation native like Yu Jiasi who was born and raised in Magic City must know them.
"Yes, he is one of Ziliang's childhood friends. He is very awesome."