Reinventing the Millennium

The chat between President Yi Ke and the CEO of Sony was neither long nor short, neither embarrassing nor full of truth.

But other people who knew Nobuyuki Idei were quite surprised when they saw the two people chatting and laughing. Fang Zhuo, an Internet person, also knew the head of Sony?

At a quarter past five in the evening, Fang Zhuo politely ended the exchange between the two.

He turned around to change his glass of wine, and suddenly saw a few people on the other side looking at him. Well, Liu Lijun, Guo Fuxing, and Lu Fanhai, this time they were really a group of old brothers from Lao Duan.

These few are still important members of the Taishan Club. I don’t know how they evaluate Lao Duan’s defeat.

Fang Zhuo was curious, but had no intention of going over to say hello. He walked a few steps and saw Ma Huateng, who was somewhat alone.

This year's annual meeting of business leaders was grand and had an amazing lineup, but there were only a few Internet representatives, and the industry value of the many guests present basically exceeded that of the lucky Internet people.

Therefore, Ma Huateng's loneliness is understandable.

"Pony, let's go eat."

Fang Zhuo came closer and put down his wine glass.

"Huh? Where can we eat?" Ma Huateng planned to settle the matter at the buffet banquet today.

"You're treating me to a treat, have you forgotten?" Fang Zhuo looked strange.

Ma Huateng thought for a second and remembered one thing. The last time he asked Mr. Fang to introduce the leadership of China Mobile, he promised to treat him to dinner.

He smiled and said: "Let's go, let me treat you."

The two left the banquet hall together.

"President Fang, what did you talk about with Sony's Nobuyuki Dei just now? I see you guys chatted for a long time." Ma Huateng asked on the way.

"Was it a long time? Half an hour," Fang Zhuohun said nonchalantly, "He talked to me about the player and said that Sony would also try this, and then asked me if Yike would sell it."

Ma Huateng stopped in shock: "Is this what we are talking about? Isn't this threatening you?"

"It's not as straightforward as I summed it up. It's more euphemistic. Even though Sony has a high market value now, the players do have a big impact. There are problems with their series of decisions from last year to now." Fang Zhuo said calmly, " He also asked me what I wanted to talk about on stage tomorrow, and I said I wanted to talk about globalization. He said he was looking forward to it, and he wanted to talk about it too, pretty much the same."

Ma Huateng: "..."

The founder of Tencent stood still.

He took the role of himself and said with a little worry: "If Sony starts to make MP3 format players, won't you be under a lot of pressure?"

"I have long said that Sony is too big, and Nobuyuki Idei is not the kind of person who has the courage to go his own way. From a fair point of view, this is probably a case of boiling a frog in warm water." Fang Zhuo gave his judgment. , blinked, "Besides, we have an OEM-like channel dealer in Tokyo, which says its performance is good."

For some reason, Ma Huateng suddenly felt that Duan Yongji had not lost unjustly. How could Yike still succeed in Japan?

"Sony is more of an internal resistance. If we hold a meeting this week, another meeting next week, and a few more meetings, we and Apple can give it a surprise." Fang Zhuo smiled slightly.

Before Ma Huateng could ask, a person hurriedly walked in outside the hotel. He saw Ma Penguin and Fang Sina and said hello.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Fang, why are you standing here?" The person coming was NetEase Ding Lei.

"There are too many people inside. Let's go out to eat, Mr. Ding?" Fang Zhuo invited with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I'll go inside and sign in." Ding Lei agreed and walked quickly to the banquet hall.

However, by the time we arrived at the restaurant, the size of the small meal had expanded.

Zhang Chaoyang, who also attended the annual meeting, was called over by Ding Lei. Robin Li, who was not invited to the annual meeting but was in the capital, was called over by Ma Huateng. Alibaba's Jack Ma was at another dinner party, but he said he must come for a drink.

Not all people arrive at once.

Fang Zhuo, Ma Huateng, and Ding Lei first reserved a private room in the restaurant and ordered their dishes.

Zhang Chaoyang and Robin Li were in front and back, and the former even brought his own red wine.

"I heard that today is a treat for Mr. Fang. I brought a bottle of red wine from a good vintage." Zhang Chaoyang shook the bottle.

Fang Zhuo laughed and patted Ma Huateng on the shoulder: "Everyone knows that I have no money. I'm treating you today and Pony will pay for it."

"Yes, you have no money. All your money was used to buy Sina, NetEase, and Sohu." Zhang Chaoyang finally met the real person again and mentioned this matter face to face.

He and Ding Lei had originally speculated on the background and purpose of MIGA Fund, but they did not expect that the actual controller was Fang Zhuo. If it were not for the hostile acquisition of Sina, I am afraid Fang Zhuo would never reveal his identity.

Fang Zhuo didn't feel embarrassed at all. He turned to look at Ding Lei, who was having dinner with him but didn't say anything about it at all: "Mr. Ding, tell me, NetEase's stock price is hovering below 1 US dollar. Who pulled it up?"

Ding Lei picked up the wine glass sincerely: "I have to thank Mr. Fang for this."

NetEase's U.S. stocks resumed trading after the suspension, and MIGA Fund's purchases really helped stabilize the stock price.

Fang Zhuo drank the glass of wine with a smile.

Zhang Chaoyang laughed: "Has Duan Yongji ever drank like this before?"

The expressions of the other three people in the box changed a bit, and they felt that Zhang Sohu's words could easily annoy Fang Sina.

Fang Zhuo was not annoyed at all, knowing that this person had a bit of a show-off temperament, so he replied calmly: "I wanted to have a drink with him before, but he didn't come. Then I went to Sina to reason with him, but I didn't expect that he still doesn't want to drink with him." Come."

Bo.

Zhang Chaoyang opened the red wine and said with an ugly smile: "It's a good idea not to come. We young people can have a good chat together."

"Some people are not young to begin with. Fortunately, I am here today to lower the average." Although Fang Zhuo is only familiar with Ma Huateng and has never met Robin Li before, he speaks very familiarly.

Ding Lei shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Zhang is the oldest here."

"Isn't it right? I thought I was older than Mr. Fang, my face should look like this." Zhang Chaoyang joked.

"Mr. Fang is only 25 this year. It has been said in the news that Sina is a young leadership duo." Ma Huateng answered.

Even though they knew that Fang Zhuo was young, several others still gasped in surprise.

Even Ding Lei spoke up and said: "This is not possible. Drinking with a twenty-year-old like Mr. Fang would be a disadvantage. Mr. Fang has to drink three drinks first."

Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "It's okay to drink. It's red wine anyway, but I have to say one thing seriously before drinking it, just one sentence."

Zhang Chaoyang, Ding Netease, Li Baidu, and Ma Penguin all looked at him with suspicion.

Fang Zhuo stood up, held the wine glass, and said seriously: "I am actually 24, and my mother entered me as one year older in the household registration book. This glass of wine, well, I deserve it."

A glass of good-vintage red wine was poured into the stomach under the astonished gaze of four Internet business leaders.

This guy is so witty...

The four people had similar feelings.

"This second glass of wine is even more exquisite. Today, Pony pays the bill, Sanshi supports it, and Mr. Zhang delivers the wine." Fang Zhuo took the wine glass and only called three names.

Robin Li is a little uncomfortable. Baidu is indeed much inferior in scale. Is this being underestimated?

Fang Zhuo picked up the third glass of wine and looked at Robin Li: "I have to drink this third glass of wine with Mr. Li because Mr. Li didn't talk when he came in today."

Only then did Robin Li realize that he was waiting here. He couldn't laugh or cry and drank with him.

Fang Zhuo was in a good mood and thought the wine was not bad. After drinking three glasses, he did not sit down and toasted cheerfully: "I'm done with these three glasses. Come on, let's have a drink together, everyone who works on the portal website."

Gululu, Robin Li didn't drink.

"Let's have a drink with those from listed companies."

Gululu, Robin Li and Ma Huateng didn’t drink.

Fang Zhuo conducted the third round of roll call: "The handsome guy drinks one. Hey, Mr. Zhang, don't drink."

Gululu, Zhang Chaoyang was stopped after drinking half a cup.

"If the company makes a profit, drink one. Hey, Baidu can do it."

Gululu, Ding Lei and Zhang Chaoyang didn't drink, but they raised questions - why did Fang Sina drink?

Fang Zhuo proudly announced: "Sina has turned a profit this month!"

Ding Lei and Zhang Chaoyang were both surprised and envious.

When the red wine was gone, it was replaced by beer, and the beer was replaced by white wine.

When Ma Yun hurried over after dinner, he was shocked to see a drunken scene.

Then, he heard a sentence.

"Those who think Jack Ma and Mr. Ma shouldn't drink in the third round have a drink together."

Everyone thought for a while in Ma Yun's confused eyes, and then unanimously raised their glasses to drink.

"You guys." Ma Yun didn't know the situation in front of him, but he knew from his eyes that he had nothing to say. He sat down and poured the wine himself, and said boldly, "This box has gathered a group of the top people on the Internet. Come on, come on, no. I won’t come back when I’m drunk.”

Several people watched the wine commander at today's dinner together.

Fang Zhuo waved his hand slightly drunkenly: "Commit yourself to becoming the top drinker on the Internet."

The atmosphere of the originally lively dinner was slightly cooled down by the entrance of a sober person. Ma Yun was confused to observe the situation. For a moment, no one raised a toast.

Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, held the wine glass, and raised his neck.

This time, there was a leader, including Jack Ma, who started drinking together.

Gululu, no one will drink this glass of wine.

Although the profitability of the Internet in China is still being explored, although the value of the Internet industry has yet to be developed, and although the Internet is looked down upon by many business seniors, everyone here has unparalleled confidence in it.

Those who are engaged in portals, search, communications, e-commerce, and hostile takeovers, a small group of bitter Internet tycoons are drunk before the industry returns to spring.