Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 589: Killing is to destroy the heart!

Such a hot scene seemed to have been expected by Chen Mo.

He had a calm smile on his face, and his tone was as intimate as if he was chatting with an old friend:

"I guess everyone is curious about why we are suddenly selling rattan tea?" He glanced at the comments and suddenly laughed out loud: "Wow, those who won the last episode, please raise your hands. Wow, this is such a big deal!"

Chen Mo controlled the rhythm expertly: "In fact, whether it is pepper or tea, how can the commodity itself be divided into good and bad? The key lies in who is operating it."

He deftly avoided direct accusations against his competitors: "Everyone knows the details, so I won't go into details.
No, no, no, after all, he is almost 60 years old, it is not kind to rub salt into his wounds.
Alas, we just took over a few abandoned rattan tea factories, and the tea farmers in Laifeng County finally have a market this year, but according to our research, if the current impact continues, the situation next year may be more severe. Since we are doing a program to help farmers, we should solve the problem thoroughly.
Some people like to leave something unfinished. As friendly competitors, we always believe in having a beginning and an end. We have to help others to their end, right?
"Actually, I never like to show off when I do good things. Well, I already said I didn't want to talk about it, but you guys insisted on asking me to say it."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he scratched his head, looking like he was forced into a helpless situation.

It’s hard to tell whether it’s true or not, but the show’s effect is already maximized.

"Rattan tea is a natural herbal tea, most suitable for daily drinking by ordinary people." Chen Mo picked up the tea bag and rubbed it carefully, "But when tea merchants no longer let people drink tea, they let people worship it."

He raised his lips slightly and paused meaningfully, "No matter how good the tea is, it has lost its original core value, just like some search services."

Chen Mo's mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of deep meaning, and he stopped at that.
As he spoke, he demonstrated the brewing method on the spot: "You can brew directly with a thermos cup or a glass cup, there is no need for a complicated tea ceremony process.

See, it’s that simple: add tea leaves, pour boiling water, and you’re done! ”

To enhance his persuasiveness, Chen Mo also brought out professional endorsement: "We have asked relevant institutions to test it, and the flavonoids in it can help regulate blood sugar and blood lipids, and assist in lowering the three highs. Of course, this is not a medicine or health product, I declare it in advance."

Then he started an interactive session: "Do you remember how much this tea used to cost? Type the price on the public screen."

The staff handed over a small whiteboard at the right time. Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction, then took notes while watching the comments:
"Returning 69500 yuan? I can see that this netizen's internet speed is still at 2g."

“9999 yuan? Yes, this was the price of Tea King in Taobao’s flagship store before.”

I saw the lowest price, which was the cheapest price when Tengcha was first launched. How much was it? "

小白板上不一会就列着一个个数字，从69500、9999、1999、599最后到了399。

Then there is an additional unit at the end, yuan/hundred grams.

“This is the original price of rattan tea, right?

"So today." Chen Mo deliberately dragged out his tone, "Since Xiao Mo has shown up in person, you are all my old fans and should know me. Guess how much I'm going to sell the rattan tea for?"

"199? I can only say that your imagination is limited."

"99? NONONO"

"69.9? Hmm? That's a bit more reliable."

"This guy said, 'Xiao Mo is giving it away for free!' The property manager will remember the name and give this fan a box of rattan tea later. At least he dared to think of it!"

Then there were a lot of comments about giving it away for free and even giving back change, and the atmosphere was very lively.
"Whoever said that I would buy rattan tea for Xiao Mo? Drag him out and behead him."

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, Chen Mo directly wrote in the blank space reserved in the lower half of the whiteboard, "39.9 yuan!"

Without waiting for the audience in the live broadcast room to exclaim, he wrote down the unit of weight, 500 grams, in one go.

"Yes, believe your eyes, you read it right, 39.9 yuan, not 1 liang, but jin! And it comes with a gift box!

Xiao Mo only sells rattan tea that ordinary people like us can afford!
Count down to me in threes - three, two, one, link up! "

Fireworks flew everywhere, and the familiar dynamic music and the atmosphere group's shouts rang out again, accompanied by Chen Mo's body swaying slightly to the rhythm, shaking his head, and immersed in it.

The atmosphere group behind them shouted in unison: "Douyin selection, the lowest on the entire network!" - The live broadcast room reached a boiling point at this moment.

In this atmosphere, rattan tea is sold at a terrifying speed.
With the sky-high prices in Taobao’s flagship store, even though this is the Douyin selection that claims to have the “lowest price on the entire network” and even though the host is the down-to-earth “Xiao Mo”, the audience can only guess the price to be within 100 yuan at most.

As for comments like "free of charge" and "paying for it", they were just jokes played by fans on Chen Mo - after all, in their perception, even if Tengcha had fallen from the altar, it was still a high-end tea drink that was once scrambled for by thousands of people.

But when the price was revealed——

Not 69500, not 9999, not even 99.

It’s 39.9 yuan!
And it’s only one kilogram!

This drastic price difference completely broke through the audience's psychological defenses.

Just like before, no matter whether you like spicy food or not, you have to stock up a few bottles of hot sauce. Now Tengcha also enjoys the same treatment.

Chen Mo, who was swaying slightly to the music, did not forget to shout a few times, "If you are tired from work, make a pot of tea. It will keep your throat from getting dry and irritated."

The comments exploded instantly: "Is this a free gift?!" "Xiao Mo is crazy!" "I must stock up on ten kilograms!"

As a result, the music stopped abruptly after just a few minutes. Chen Mo jumped a few times as if by habit before he reacted, with a look of surprise on his face.

Huh? Why did it stop?

Why did Chen Mo feel so familiar with this scene? The next moment, he showed an unbelievable expression and asked the staff outside the screen: "It's gone again?"

After getting a positive answer, although Chen Mo was mentally prepared, he was still shocked. It was only a few minutes, it was too fast.
"You guys are so supportive that I feel like my sanitary napkins are sold out. This is not good."

The live broadcast room was filled with laughter.

"Anyway, thank you for your support. Although I was well prepared, I still underestimated your enthusiasm.
Every day thereafter, rattan tea will be sold in limited quantities in this live broadcast room.
Please remember to come and wait for it when the time comes."

Afterwards, Chen Mo left without finishing his work. He entered the sage time and chatted with everyone for a while, answered some questions that he could answer, and helped sell other goods.

"Why is rattan tea so cheap? It's okay, it's just like other ordinary teas, without any intangible cultural heritage or any other bonus. At this price, both the tea factory and the tea farmers can make a profit. The reason why everyone thinks it is cheap is that some people were too treacherous. Well, I won't tell you who it is, you all know it in your heart."

"Why did you take over? In addition to giving tea farmers a good life, another reason is that I want everyone to be able to afford good tea. Rattan tea is really good."

"What's in the thermos cup over there? Look, it's our rattan tea. We all drink the same kind. You see, I didn't make wolfberry tea before, but now I make rattan tea. If you drink rattan tea this year, maybe you will get a buff when you enter Qingteng College.
Just kidding, you still have to work hard on your own."

"What about Mingqian Longjing? Those are only drunk when you are out and about."

".Douyin update? Didn’t you just post a video of the scenery of Dabie Mountain a few days ago? What else do you want to see? Leave a message in the Douyin comment section. I will refer to it when I see it."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chen Mo stood up and said goodbye to everyone, "Next, our colleagues will continue to bring you the good things selected by Douyin. We will see you again if we are lucky!"

The next day, Chen Mo appeared in the live broadcast room and stopped selling Lao Gandie and started selling rattan tea. Coupled with the grievances and hatreds over the past period of time, this development attracted a lot of media coverage.

"This is the real charity to help farmers. All past grudges are put aside and rattan tea is sold. There is no word "abandonment" in the dictionary of the other side."

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"Let go of grudges and help farmers? Chen Mo's live broadcast of selling rattan tea was praised as "the most beautiful ending of commercial revenge""

Chen Mo said: Tea is not an offering, it is for drinking. Rattan tea is a good tea that everyone can afford.

"In less than 10 minutes, the sales of rattan tea reached nearly million yuan. The disruptor team personally demonstrated that they can win without relying on "evil ways""

"Stop selling hot sauce and start selling tea. Why kill someone without destroying their heart?"

Sina headquarters.

"Okay, I understand. I'll have someone handle it right away." After hanging up the phone with Lao Ma, Cao Guowei immediately called Wang Gaofei, the person in charge of Weibo.

"Clear all reports related to rattan tea."

Didn't they just pay it off before the holidays? What did they pay off? Wang Gaofei looked at the boss's darkened brows and didn't ask, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

"Hey, Gao Fei, just list 'Chen Mo', 'The Other Shore', 'Teng Cha', and 'Subverter Team' as sensitive words and put them into manual review."

"Well, the amount of data is so huge now, which puts a lot of pressure on the operations side."

Wang Gaofei noticed the look in his boss' eyes, and he stopped talking immediately. "Okay, I'll do it right away."

As the Chen Mo live broadcast incident fermented, a strange phenomenon gradually surfaced - on mainstream media platforms such as Sina and Baidu, related reports disappeared without a trace.

These news can only be found on platforms such as Weibo, Zhihu, and Bilibili. It is as if two parallel worlds were split under the same sky: the sun is shining brightly on one side, and there is thunder and rain on the other side, with the boundary so clear that it is frightening.

This phenomenon is not the first time, but it has once again sparked doubts among netizens.

A popular article on Zhihu titled "Those Living in Information Cocoons" directly hits the nail on the head:

“I wonder if you have noticed that when certain news comes out, some media start to collectively ‘perform’.

Even if netizens discuss spontaneously, all traces will be erased by the "disappearing technique" to create a false calm.

I call this 'selective blindness under the will of capital' - negative news evaporates in seconds, and positive energy press releases are everywhere.

The skillfulness of this operation is "touching", after all, the financial reports of some platforms still show huge investments from their sponsors.

These are all adults, they just want to make a living, it's not shameful, I understand that.

However, a certain blog claims to be a "public opinion platform" while acting as a "digital rag" for its sponsors, which is exactly like the behavior of a club putting up a memorial archway.

Lao Luo's words "Don't talk about personal independence if you are being kept by someone" are still being repeatedly verified.

The information cocoon has never been a technical issue, but rather a business logic of "whoever pays defines the truth."

When algorithms prioritize shareholders over users, so-called "open discussions" become limited performances in VIP boxes.

As for the ordinary people whose posts were deleted? They are just 404 codes in this data carnival.

Just like employees always try to keep things simple before their boss's inspection, rattan tea has become a "banned item" on Weibo that cannot be mentioned. What are they afraid of? Is it because they have a guilty conscience?

Fortunately, we still have Zhihu and the other side Weibo to express our opinions - of course, we must stay within the legal framework, otherwise we will still be 404
Diverse voices are the driving force for progress. If criticism is not free, praise is meaningless.

When capital deliberately builds an information cage, it does not realize that it is also a victim of the information cocoon and will eventually be eliminated by this era.

Ironically, when netizens forwarded this hot article to a certain Weibo account, it never survived for more than 3 minutes. This naked "control" operation opened the eyes of the onlookers.

This article was actually written by a senior writer from Chen Tong's team.

Seeing the "ice and fire" spectacle reappearing on the Internet due to the rattan tea incident, the team chose to use the pen as a sword.

This scene of one side being bustling with activity and the other side being stagnant has become an absurd footnote in the contemporary public opinion field.

Such a strange sight caused netizens to marvel at it.

Do it, and you will stop.

When the public's favorability towards you is completely ruined, you will cry.

Weibo and Baidu, I’ll let you off this year. When the other side search goes online next year, the first thing I’ll do is kill you!

Chen Mo smiled and turned his eyes away from the matter, because he had more important things to do: takeout!
Outside the window, the setting sun dyed the clouds golden red, just like the flames of war on the battlefield of public opinion.

(End of this chapter)