Reborn Millennium Player

A ray of sunshine shines into Sijiucheng in the early morning. Zeng Shengkui has opened for business, and people buying breakfast are coming one after another.

Lu Fei was wearing a hat and sitting at the small table outside the door. He took a bite of sugar pancakes that were crispy on the outside and salty tofu puffs mixed with chili oil. He ate them spoon by spoon, fearing that the marinade would leak out if they were stirred up.

This taste, no matter how fragrant the American milk is, is not as authentic as the authentic one from Old Yanjing!

"Boss, check out."

Wang Ben saw Master Lu wiping his mouth and getting up. After paying the money, he followed him and drove the Audi towards the NetArt headquarters in Kerry Center.

NetArt has its articles of association, and shareholders' pledges must be resolved by the shareholders' meeting. An ordinary resolution meeting only requires more than half of the voting rights of the shareholders present. With Ding Sanshi and him, it is more than enough.

What's more, Penguin and he are acting in concert.

Make an appointment early before returning to Beijing.

At this time, Ding Sanshi was shy, stretched out his hand and strode forward.

"Congratulations, Mr. Ding, China's future richest man."

Lu Fei shook hands with him, half joking.

"I am the richest man in my family, Brother Fei, you are the richest man."

Ding Sanshi's words were filled with gratitude. Without Mr. Lu's help in times of need, his current net worth of more than 800 million US dollars would not have been possible.

He wholeheartedly agreed to the pledge, but was curious about the use.

"Shanda came to me for financing, but the fund lacked cash."

Lu Fei said it lightly, but Ding Sanshi was worried in his heart. Shanda was gaining momentum, and he was afraid that new people would replace old ones——

I am Fei Ge’s leader!

"Don't worry, it's just a one-time investment. When Shanda goes public and the lock-up period is lifted, I will sell short."

Lu Fei's words dispelled Ding Sanshi's worries.

He immediately went to Big Brother to complain. It is easy to conquer a country but difficult to defend it, especially the Internet. If you fail to keep up, the wave behind you will beat the wave ahead.

NetArt's current high stock price is almost entirely supported by online games, mailboxes, portals, and Monternet. Old businesses are unable to succeed, and the direction of new businesses is unclear. E-commerce and social networking are the first to be excluded.

"How's the search?" Lu Fei picked up the cup and smelled the aroma of tea.

Ding Sanshi smiled bitterly, Baidu, Google, 3721, and Sogou now dominate the world, and NetEase can no longer keep up.

It's a pity that although he was the first to create a Chinese search engine, he got up early and rushed to the late market.

"Four signs are just four signs, there can't be a fifth."

Lu Fei sipped his tea, "But Sogou has a C round in the future, are you interested?"

"have!"

Ding Sanshi almost laughed out loud and choked up: "Thank you, Brother Fei, I don't even know what to say..."

"Sogou can rise so fast, and it is indispensable for you, the portal alliance of New Wolf and Penguin to attract traffic."

By doing this, Lu Fei not only prevents one company from becoming bigger and increases the possibility of Donglu being split up, but also benefits NetEase and pushes up its stock price.

"Ding."

When the celadon cup is touched, it makes a crisp sound.

After Ding Sanshi drank, he talked eloquently about the attack direction of net arts, and let Lu Fei, the guiding light, come up with ideas.

"The music player is pretty good. You can learn from QQ Yinyue."

Lu Fei gave pointers and made a clear and logical analysis.

"How about blogging? We, Sohu, New Wolf, and seven or eight others are doing it. Even Fang Xingdong created 'Blog China'."

Ding Sanshi was very puzzled. Lu Fei had clearly named "bolgger" as "Blogger Godfather", but he didn't see any movement from the penguin.

Lu Fei smiled and said: "Of course, it will be online soon."

Ding Sanshi was shocked. When he heard that this blog was not that blog, and was not in the same field as NetArt, he relaxed with relief.

He desperately asked for help. In the blog war between the three major portals, NetArt was at the bottom and was at a disadvantage, all because of Muzi Mei.

"Write cyan like Wei Hui. It was serialized in New Wolf at the beginning, and the number of visits was ridiculously high, and then I asked Chaoyang to poach Sohu..."

"This kind of people are called internet celebrities."

Lu Fei knocked on the blackboard and started class, talking endlessly about web 2.0, grassroots culture, and all kinds of slang.

Although Ding Sanshi didn't understand everything, he was greatly shocked. He opened his mouth to say "Brother Fei is wise" and closed his mouth "Brother Fei is wise" and took a deep breath. His understanding of blogs was so deep that no one could match it.

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He said excitedly: "I will package a few Internet celebrities now!"

"No, Internet celebrities can only be popular for a while, but it is difficult to be popular for a long time."

"Brother Fei, teach me!"

"If a blog wants to have long-term and huge traffic, it must introduce stars and celebrities, and online arts must actively invite them."

Lu Fei touched his chin, "I will also help you here. I can help writers like Han Han, Jin Hezai, and celebrities from Han and Tang culture open online art blogs."

"Brother Fei."

Ding Sanshi was deeply moved. Sure enough, once he is a big brother, he will always be a big brother. There is only one big brother in my heart!

…………

From the end of 2003 to the beginning of 2004, it was the tipping point of the popularity of blogging. It surged from the fringe to the mainstream and was out of control.

This is also the beginning of the consumables’ lies.

For a whole morning, Lu Fei and Ding Sanshi chatted about blogging, from star promotion to site-wide broadcasting, to business models focusing on advertising revenue...

Ding Sanshi was enlightened and benefited a lot, "Brother Fei, I'll book a private room for noon, and we'll have a drink."

"Another day, I have an appointment with someone else at noon." Lu Fei blinked.

Ding Sanshi immediately understood that she was probably his sister-in-law!

Overflowing with enthusiasm, he walked all the way to the door of the building in person, watched the Audi slowly drive away, and thought to himself——

Who is my sister-in-law? I have to ask around and be filial and filial.

After a while, the car disappeared from sight.

When it reappeared, it was already parked in the basement of Huaqing Jiayuan.

Wang Ben said expressionlessly: "Mr. Lu, the car needs to be sent for maintenance. I'll be back soon."

Wonderful!

Lu Fei made a thumbs up sign in his mind, glanced sideways at Gao Yuanyuan, and saw that her cheeks were slightly red, she glared back in shame, and trotted quickly.

"Why are you running? You can't do strenuous exercise just after eating."

"Bah, I know all about your crooked nature."

"Yuanyuan, what bad thoughts can I have?"

"He also said that the look in your eyes when we were eating just now almost ate me up."

Gao Yuanyuan stood in the elevator, being held hostage by her boyfriend's hand. She had no way to escape, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Then let's have a snack now."

Lu Fei was like a hungry wolf pouncing on food and giving him a wolf kiss.

The elevator went up vertically without stopping all the way to the designated floor. With a beep beep sound, the metal door opened with a bang.

"Woo~"

Gao Yuanyuan relied on her remaining will and strength to easily hit Lu Fei on the back with her small pink fist.

“It has a sweet and sour taste, I will try it with sour sauce next time, it will be refreshing.”

He touched his mouth and put his arms around her shoulders.

"Hmph, next time I'll eat stinky tofu, snail noodles, durian, leek dumplings, and, uh, whatever smells bad, I'll eat whatever it is, and I'll smoke you to death."

"You want to smoke me to death? You clearly want to die for your love."

"Bah!"

Gao Yuanyuan took advantage of the moment the door opened, swooped into the bathroom, and locked it neatly.

"Pah, pah, pah."

Lu Fei patted it gently a few times and begged to open the door: "Two months, Yuanyuan, do you know how I spent two months!"

"I'll take a bath first." Gao Yuanyuan said weakly.

"How can I take a shower just after eating?"

"Then how can you exercise vigorously just after eating?"

"We can move slowly..."

"Bah, bah, bah~"

Gao Yuanyuan's voice no longer came from the bathroom, replaced by the sound of running water.

………

It took more than 40 minutes for the bathroom door to open.

Gao Yuanyuan was wrapped in a bathrobe, her wet hair shawl, holding a change of clothes in her hand, and a cross-shoulder bag hanging on her arm.

"The water has been put for you, go and wash it."

But he saw Lu Fei sitting in front of the computer, motionless.

"I `m coming out!"

Gao Yuanyuan put down her things, walked up to him timidly and cautiously, and gave him a gentle push.

Lu Fei still ignored him, staring at the computer screen with his entire face ashen.

"I'm doing this for your own good."

Gao Yuanyuan pulled him a few times, but still didn't move. She frowned and pursed her lips, "Just think it's my fault, can you please don't be angry with me? The worst, the worst will be later..."

"That's what you said!"

Lu Fei grinned, pulled her into his arms, and made her sit on his lap, leaning against each other.

"You're the only one who knows how to do weird things."

Gao Yuanyuan gently stroked her boyfriend's hair. She glanced at the screen inadvertently and saw Mu Zimei's "Suicide Letter" displayed on the screen.

The content is unsightly, comparable to Uncle Liu Huang.

"You, why are you looking at these!"

She shyly covered Lu Fei's face and said, "Don't look at it."

"Hey, these are not as good-looking as you."

Lu Fei dismissed it. This level is not as good as that Jie, Qin, Dong, Abin...

But it’s at least the level of 100 feces and urine bodies.

"I'm not that kind of person!" Gao Yuanyuan spat secretly.

"Yes, you are a beautiful girl and a talented woman."

Lu Fei smiled and asked her to join the NetArt blog, update it every few days, and occasionally add a few more articles.

"Should I write? What should I write? I can't write."

Gao Yuanyuan lowered the scumbag's head and whispered softly.

"What are you afraid of? I'm here."

Lu Fei stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of her nose and taught her step by step.

Three, don’t write: don’t get involved in politics, don’t discuss politics, don’t know the public, just write about love, write about life, write about chicken soup for the soul, and write about poisonous chicken soup.

"No, I'm afraid I won't write well and make a joke."

Gao Yuanyuan shook her head repeatedly, wanting to do it but not daring to do it.

"It's not like I just give you one, I'll give you a team."

Lu Fei raised his lips and paved the way for her to follow the path of a talented female producer and put the shooting details and marketing plan on her blog.

It can not only increase the exposure of the work, but also increase her popularity.

"No, no, I can't."

Gao Yuanyuan felt unsure and lacked confidence.

"When you first started working as a producer, you said no, but now you're quite good at it. You'll have to give it a try after you try it."

Lu Fei patted the back of her hand gently and comforted her in a calm voice: "Isn't it ready now? When "Parental Love" premieres, you and Senior Sister Zeng will write about it from different angles...

The Han and Tang Dynasties jointly organized an essay contest with NetArt, and the theme was ‘Parental Love’.”

Gao Yuanyuan seemed moved, "Am I really good at this?"

Lu Fei raised his arms and said, "You can do it, Miss Gao!"

"Then I, eh, why did you pick me up? No, no, I've already washed it."

"Didn't you say just follow me? You can help me wash something."

"No, put me down."

"Hmph, you like me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door slammed shut.

Little brother, pull up my Italian cannon!