Reinventing the Millennium

Fang Zhuo is very busy.

This trip to Beijing to record a program was part of an itinerary that squeezed out time. The main purpose was to set up connections with people from Sina. This was also interspersed with meetings with two investment institutions in Hong Kong.

After meeting with producer Hu Meng, he sat in the car and exchanged greetings. He was quite satisfied with Hu Meng, who was also very busy. He was a senior producer at CCTV, and despite his youth, he still had some status.

For a long time, no car movement was seen.

"Sister Hu, come on, didn't you say you have to rush to record in the afternoon?"

Hu Meng said naturally: "Mr. Fang, don't worry, there is another guest arriving soon. Let's go together."

Fang Zhuo thought for a moment and realized that 1/2 of the respect from Sister Hu was quite weighty. The most important thing for a person is to be satisfied.

"Who is it? Do I know him?" he asked.

Hu Meng hesitated for a few seconds and then judged: "You probably don't know me. He is not an Internet person. He is Lin Tianhua, the vice president of Lenovo Research Institute."

Fang Zhuo shook his head. Sure enough, he neither knew nor heard of it.

A moment later, the vice president of Lenovo Research Institute arrived. He first greeted Hu Meng and then directly recognized Fang Zhuo.

"Mr. Fang, hello, hello." Lin Tianhua was quite thin and easy-going.

Fang Zhuo shook hands enthusiastically: "Mr. Lin, I have long admired your name."

Lin Tianhua smiled and nodded. He was not too surprised. Lenovo has a good reputation, but he himself has a little reputation.

The producer's two guests arrived, and the commercial vehicle started slowly. When it drove out of the airport, the three of them had finished their polite greetings.

"Mr. Fang's music players are very popular in the market. I bought one for my children during the Chinese New Year. It is very convenient and very good." Lin Tianhua took the initiative to mention the young president's business.

Fang Zhuo just exchanged greetings and said with a smile: "The response recently has been good. Lenovo Group is welcome to purchase. I can make the decision and give you the best price. It can be given to employees as rewards or as gifts to relatives and friends."

Lin Tianhua said semi-seriously: "I wanted to do this, but when I mentioned this proposal at the meeting two years ago, everyone said that Lenovo Group's practice is to use its own products. I couldn't win over them, so I had to give up."

Fang Zhuo nodded repeatedly, nothing wrong.

Lin Tianhua coughed and asked with interest: "Among Yike's M1 and J1, J1 must be more popular, right? Does M1 just have a name?"

Fang Zhuo suddenly felt wary. He remembered that during the previous meeting, he heard everyone talking about rumors about domestic competitors. Among them, there seemed to be Lenovo's movements. At that time, he felt that Lenovo was building computers. This should be the case. Rumors, but now...

Mainly, the clearing of the throat before speaking was a bit strange.

Fang Zhuo is a person who is good at reflection. On certain occasions, he finds himself coughing before speaking.

"M1 is actually very good." The president's thought passed quickly and he decided to tell the truth, "We are selling products abroad now. We don't actually tell the outside world much, but the popularity of M1 is far beyond imagination. It is sold in New York. The sales volume is higher than other models.”

Lin Tianhua was surprised and suspicious. He knew that Yike was selling goods abroad, but he didn't really believe it was popular.

He asked calmly: "Yike has established sales channels abroad so quickly? It's amazing."

Fang Zhuo mentally calculated the time it would take for the company to establish a project, research, purchase, start construction, and go offline. Considering Lenovo's R\u0026D capabilities and manufacturing background, it should be completed in two months.

In fact, the threshold for MP3 players is not a threshold in the eyes of large companies.

"The channels are actually not that good, but there is unexpected enthusiasm abroad. Regardless of the excitement at home, the consumption level abroad is suitable for mp3 music players." Fang Zhuo said with a calm expression, "Our profit from Yike Most of it is contributed by foreign countries.”

Lin Tianhua was thoughtful.

At this time, Hu Meng, the co-pilot's producer, turned around and said, "The other party can always share the process of planning your overseas route. Going abroad is not easy."

"It's really not easy to say it's not easy. It's easy to say it's easy, but actually it's okay to do the right thing." Fang Zhuo strongly promoted the advantages of foreign markets.

Hu Meng asked again: "The United States is so technologically advanced, how do you deal with your competitors?"

Fang Zhuo thought to himself, you are my real sister.

He replied without hesitation: "For now, the competition is still relatively small. Even if there are competitors, it depends on whether they can make different advantages from our products. Otherwise, why should we buy later products? "

Lin Tianhua nodded slightly.

Hu Meng also agreed with this argument. She happily changed the topic. She had no idea that what she just said in the back seat was a vague confrontation. Lin Tianhua was an executive belonging to Lenovo's product line. This time he came to CCTV. A small part of the reason is to see what Fang Zhuo thinks about mp3 players.

Lenovo intends to enter the consumer electronics market.

However, if it is true as what Fang Zhuo inadvertently revealed, the beautiful green sword is even more attractive.

Lin Tianhua turned his thoughts and pondered the first-hand news from the boss of the friendly businessman. Don't forget that Yike had never boasted about its going abroad. This was the first time he heard Fang Zhuo's words with such certainty, and his thoughts seemed to suddenly change. opened.

"Our program coincides with Mr. Fang and Mr. Lin. This afternoon's recording is just like your discussion about the industry and products." Hu Meng turned the topic to her work, "Because it is still It is a stage of audition and promotion, so there must be a picture showing the leading executives.”

"This is what we will be recording this afternoon and tomorrow morning. Everyone can freely express their views on the current industry and products."

Fang Zhuo had a picture in his mind and said with a smile: "Isn't this just a tea party or a salon?"

"It's almost the same. According to us, it's called an elite symposium." Hu Meng turned around and said.

"The thought of sitting with a group of elites makes me restless," Fang Zhuo joked.

Lin Tianhua next to him heard this and comforted him: "Don't worry, listen more and talk less, there will be no problem."

Hu Meng glanced at the vice president of Lenovo with his peripheral vision, and then saw Fang Zhuo's nod. For a moment, he was a little unsure who was confused.

The business car drove leisurely on the road, because the producer was able to chat, and the atmosphere along the way was pretty good.

During lunch time, there were more than three people, and many guests who participated in the recording in the afternoon ate together, so they got to know each other.

Fang Zhuo felt a little lonely among them, and there was no one else on the Internet present - because most of the Internet people were dead last year.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the surviving Internet people appeared. Sohu's Zhang Chaoyang and NetEase's Ding Lei were both well-known, while Sina's Wang Yan was a little behind. In comparison, Fang Zhuo's seniority was even more junior.

The program was recorded in the hotel's decorated banquet hall. Before it even started, you could see the distribution of the show through the gathering of different circles.

There are only six people in the small Internet circle, and two of them are assistants to the presidents of Sohu and NetEase.

Zhang Chaoyang has an unassuming appearance and speaks very directly: "Mr. Fang, your registration network needs to find a way out."

Regarding Guahao.com, everyone knows that it has lost its profit prospects due to industry policies. This was a relatively shocking thing last year.

"I'm looking for a way out. Why don't I start setting up a stall to sell machines now?" Fang Zhuo said with a smile, "I was talking to Mr. Lin from Lenovo on the way here at the airport and asked them to purchase my machines. Hey, if Mr. Zhang, Mr. Ding, and Mr. Wang continue to support me, this will be my way out."

Zhang Chaoyang shook his head and said: "From the registration network to selling machines, it is not easy for Mr. Fang. Are there any other good projects?"

"Well, I have feelings for the Internet." Fang Zhuo saw that the three people did not regard Yike as an Internet company, and he did not boast about the "combination of the Internet and music", so he gave a very honest answer, " I’m thinking about building a portal website recently.”

Zhang Chaoyang, Ding Lei, and Wang Yan, the presidents and CEOs of China's three major portals, looked at each other and laughed in unison.

Otherwise, young people just know how to tell jokes.

This joke is particularly funny when told in front of the three major portals.

For a moment, everyone else in the banquet hall looked at the small Internet circle that was still alive on this side.

Zhang Chaoyang laughed the loudest. He gave a thumbs up to Fang Zhuo who told a good joke, but he said with emotion: "The water on the portal is very deep. Xiao Fang, Mr. Xiao Fang, you have the opportunity." Stay still, don’t wade into this muddy water.”

Fang Zhuo nodded and changed his tone seriously: "I'm still very optimistic about the prospects of our Internet companies. I think those who are doing business on the Internet, especially those who have survived until now, must have a strong spirit."

NetEase's stock has just returned from the Nasdaq suspension.

Ding Lei sighed: "I feel very sad. Mr. Fang's words of 'head iron' are right."

Fang Zhuo looked at these three people and suddenly remembered his ambition. Seeing the host starting to come on stage, he quickly stepped up and said: "Sohu, NetEase, and Sina are all listed on Nasdaq. They must do a good job." Enterprises must not betray the trust of shareholders, nor harm the interests of shareholders.”

Ding Lei frowned slightly, but Wang Yan said nothing.

Zhang Chaoyang was a little unhappy. From what standpoint did he say this?

At this moment, the host's euphemistic but urging voice came from the microphone on the stage, and the leaders and executives needed to take their seats for the recording of the program.

Zhang Chaoyang pulled Ding Lei to have something to say quietly, so Fang Zhuo took advantage of the situation and followed Sina's Wang Yan to sit next to him.

"This year's "Win in China" is our second year. We have old friends from last year and new friends who have just arrived. But whether they are old friends or new friends, everyone cares about domestic entrepreneurs."

"Because entrepreneurs are the most pioneering people in Chinese enterprises and are the future of our business."

"Many of my friends here have come from the entrepreneurial stage, with ups and downs, successes and failures. Looking at young entrepreneurs now, I am afraid they can all think of the tearful and sweaty entrepreneurial youth."

The program crew's camera avoided the young people among the guests present, especially the youngest Xiao Fang, who was not given any camera footage at all, so as not to be inconsistent with these remarks.

“Everyone knows that starting a business requires more than just working hard, but also having a clear vision of the future.”

"I think if our young entrepreneurs can listen to the insights of our seniors about the industry and products, they will definitely benefit a lot."

The host's affectionate words made many people present nod their heads. There is no doubt that in addition to CCTV's reputation for being here, everyone also has a passion for teaching and teaching. There is no doubt about this.

The layout of the hotel banquet hall is such that the seats are roughly in a circle, and each other's expressions can almost be seen.

"Lao Niu, the host has said this. You are so talkative, why don't you express your opinion now?" A man who didn't attend the dinner at noon and didn't know his face took the microphone and teased another founder of Mengniu Group. Niu Gensheng.

Niu Gensheng participated in "Win in China" last year, and this year is a second round.

He has experience and is not stage frightened. He picked up the microphone and started talking directly. He talked about nothing else but the field of milk that he knew best, the upstream and downstream industry chain of milk, and his judgment on the market.

Fang Zhuo listened to these sharings and felt that they were quite informative. However, now that he was looking at such a founder sitting across from him, the word "melamine" could not help but come to mind. Every link in the upstream and downstream industry chain Strict control is required, especially when it comes to food safety.

"Mr. Fang, don't be nervous." Wang Yan next to him noticed Fang Zhuo's serious face and whispered.

Fang Zhuo breathed out slowly and said smoothly: "I'm not nervous, I'm just thinking about something at home. Yes, Mr. Wang, how is our Sina doing this year? I've established a new investment company here, and I'm thinking about where to start. As for Sina shares, last time someone called Sina to ask."

Wang Yan smiled: "Can I still say that my own is not good?"

Fang Zhuo went straight to the point: "I mentioned the cooperation between Sina and Sun TV before. Good guy, you Sina writers are really merciless when they scold people."

Wang Yan was surprised and said: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes." Fang Zhuo sounded a little more mysterious, "So, how is the cooperation between Sina and Sunshine TV? Can I buy stocks at this time?"

Wang Yan still said the same thing: "Can I say something bad about myself, Mr. Xiao Fang?"

Fang Zhuo smiled, that's what you said.

After chatting for a few words, he found that Wang Yan, who was decentralized by Sina's current president Mao Daolin, was very gentle. It was no wonder that he had the forbearance that he had previously judged based on information.

The elite symposium continued, and soon Sohu Zhang Chaoyang, who was eager to turn to the camera in his heart, took the microphone and spoke.

Zhang Chaoyang, as perhaps can be seen from his name, yearns for sunshine very much, and has the rare characteristic of early Internet entrepreneurs that he will shine when given a little sunshine.

He faced the CCTV camera and talked eloquently about the bright future of the Internet.

Zhang Chaoyang's confidence did not come out of thin air. Sohu actually has a similar situation to NetEase, that is, the funds in its account are higher than the market value of the stock market. This is obviously an underestimation.

A lot of talk.

It was probably because of his tone and appearance that the industrial leaders present were dissatisfied, and someone soon came out to refute, centering on two very powerful points.

They say the Internet is the future. When will this future come?

How can you, Sohu, or even other portals that go public in the United States suspend their trading and lose their pants? How can you have the nerve to persuade entrepreneurs to join the Internet industry?

Ding Lei has a temperament majoring in science and engineering, while Wang Yan is tolerant within Sina, as is Zhang Chaoyang. He listened to two or three senior executives from other companies mentioning the obvious market value, and it was difficult to refute him for a while.

At this time, the microphone was handed to Fang Zhuo by producer Hu Meng.

Fang Zhuo hesitated for three seconds and followed his heart.

He said with a smile: "Listening to the criticisms of the seniors on the Internet, let me speak. I feel a little guilty. After all, the prospects of the registration network are not good."

There was a burst of laughter in the picture under the camera, and the matter about the registration website was still widely circulated.

Fang Zhuo changed the subject: "Don't say anything. I feel a little unconvinced, so I'd better talk about it."

Hey, it’s time to give the microphone to Mr. Fang.

Producer Hu Meng was a little proud.