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

Chapter 765 The boss said, let's have a big celebration!
As one of the earliest veterans to follow Chen Mo, Zhang Changfa was well aware of Chen Mo's unfathomable depths.

From an initial team of nearly 100 people to a business spanning the entire country, his success today is all closely related to him.

Zhang Changfa knew that the reason why the Beyond Group could grow to its current size and why its boss could become the richest man in China was far from enough by simply "going all out" – there must be a huge resource network behind it that he could not reach.

Therefore, Zhang Changfa felt not only sincere gratitude towards Chen Mo, but also deep respect from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Mo only visited this headquarters three times during the all-out attack.

The first time was the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the new headquarters, the second time was the 15th anniversary celebration, and the third time is today.

The history of "all-out attack" is actually longer than that of the Bi'an Group.

In the 90s, Zhang Changfa came to Beijing from his hometown to work hard. After accumulating some wealth, he brought more than a dozen of his brothers from his hometown to develop together.

Initially, they were just a moving team that relied on physical labor for a living, but they gradually expanded into errand running, promotion, and other services.

With its honest business practices and daring spirit, it has gradually made a name for itself in the chaotic Zhongguancun area, and the team has grown to nearly a hundred people.

Everything changed dramatically after she met Chen Mo in 2010.

When Zhang Changfa first met this young and handsome man, he only regarded him as a generous and high-quality customer.

However, with the rapid development of the Beyond Group, the volume of entrusted business has become increasingly large, to the point that the "all-out attack" at that time could hardly handle it.

In order to keep up with the pace of the other side, they had to expand rapidly.

Ultimately, at Chen Mo's suggestion, "All-Out Attack" was incorporated into the other side of the map, transforming from a "wild" team into a regular army, establishing offices all over the country, recruiting talents, and from then on, it was unstoppable and grew bigger and stronger.

Within the Beyond Group, there are two people whom Chen Mo jokingly refers to as the "instructors of the 800,000 Imperial Guards": one is Chen Tong, the "commander of waterways" in charge of online public opinion, external propaganda and public relations; the other is Zhang Changfa, who is in charge of "all-out attack" and whose business covers the whole country.

The figure of 800,000 is just a figure of speech; the actual number of full-time employees is only slightly over 10,000. The majority of the workforce consists of those who have established a vast network of partnerships both online and offline.

Its team comprises people from all walks of life, including countless talented individuals. In the past two years, many have become employees of companies such as Ele.me, Ele.me's delivery riders, SF Express, JD.com, and Didi. (After Ele.me's delivery riders were established, all of Ele.me's riders were transferred to Ele.me to handle unified last-mile delivery services.)
Previous media reports about Ele.me riders' acts of bravery or Didi drivers' fluency in foreign languages ​​all stemmed from the nationwide campaign.

Although these people have different jobs and different treatment, they all have one thing in common: they launch a full-scale attack.

Besides the official lists of 10,000 and approximately 100,000 people, even Zhang Changfa himself found it difficult to accurately count how many people this network actually covered.

To put it simply, throughout China, from provincial capitals to small towns, getting anything done is as simple as Zhang Changfa making a phone call, as long as it's not too outrageous.

For example, they could arrange for locals to entertain the guests, providing a complete package of food, drinks, and entertainment.

For example, if you want to do something locally but it's not very convenient, we can provide some convenience.

For example, you could find qualified individuals nationwide to complete a task that aligns with their professional expertise.

Now is the time to make use of this network.

Whenever the Beyond Group has matters that are inconvenient for them to handle directly, the "All-Out Attack" will be launched quietly.

Past experience has shown that although their methods may not be "standardized," the results are always correct.

In short: to do the right thing by extraordinary means.

In the past, when Chen Mo assigned tasks, he would at most send an email or make a phone call.

This personal visit demonstrates the importance he attaches to the matter. Although Zhang Changfa inwardly felt that it was just a matter of a few supermarkets and didn't seem necessary to make such a fuss.
But since the boss has given the instructions, all a subordinate can do is to learn from the experience and exceed expectations.

"Clap! Clap!" Zhang Changfa clapped his hands, and his trusted confidant entered from outside the door, bowing respectfully and saying, "Master Fa!"

"Which managers are currently in Beijing?"

"Reporting to Master Fa, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, and Sixth Brother are here."

"Call them over."

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, the '634' members arrived one after another at Zhang Changfa's antique mahogany office.

When they pushed open the door, they saw their leader standing with his back to the door, hands behind his back, looking out the window.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the French windows, casting a golden outline on his body.

"Brother Fa, we've arrived." The third brother spoke first, his voice tinged with caution.

The fourth brother couldn't help but press, "I heard the big boss just came by? Was there some special mission?"

Zhang Changfa slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the brothers in front of him who had been working hard with him since they were not yet twenty years old.

Time waits for no one; the spirited young men of yesteryear have now entered their forties.

"No rush, please sit down." He gestured for the three to sit, then succinctly conveyed the mission requirements.
"This time, it was a task assigned by the big boss himself. The requirements were threefold: not illegal but disgusting, low cost, and high impact. We had to give the other party a grand celebration. Of course, our side was just one branch of the project."

He paused, then added, "Although the target is only a few supermarkets that compete with Pang Donglai, the fact that the big boss is personally involved means that this matter not only needs to be accomplished, but also needs to be accomplished brilliantly. Since you are all in Beijing, especially Lao Liu who has always been full of clever ideas, let's hear what good ideas you have."

In recent years, the "all-out attack" has become more and more formalized, and the brothers have all become dressed in suits and ties, and are called this general manager and that general manager by outsiders, each of them acting all high and mighty.

Although they appear to be living a glamorous life on the surface, when they drink and chat in private, they always reminisce about the passionate youth when they fought alongside Chow Yun-fat, but unfortunately, those days are gone forever.

As Zhang Changfa described the mission, excitement flashed in the eyes of the three of them, and they exchanged eager glances.

"If you ask me, we could compile all the dirty tricks we've seen before," the third brother suggested, stroking his chin.

"For example, watering the money tree with boiling water?" the fourth brother interjected.

"Where did the supermarket get a money tree?" The third brother rolled his eyes.

"If you ask me, we should find some old men and women to occupy the toilet and not come out. Anyway, no one will dare to do anything about it," the fourth brother offered another idea.

"That works! How about we stage an accident to extort money?"

"The current version is too outdated; we need to keep up with the times and come up with something fresh, preferably from professionals."

The group chattered amongst themselves, discussing various unethical but practical tricks.

Zhang Changfa noticed that Lao Liu was frowning and scribbling on the paper, so he called out to him, "Lao Liu, what are your thoughts?"

The sixth brother looked up, revealing an innocent smile, "I don't have as much imagination as my older brothers, so I only thought of three:"
First, find someone to defecate in the busiest spot at the supermarket entrance/exit;

Second, arrange for middle-aged women to dance loudly at the entrance;

Third, burn paper money at the shop entrance in the middle of the night and put up a funeral couplet wishing the shop "prosperous business".
"Uh, why are you all looking at me like that?"

Zhang Changfa was alright, as he was already somewhat prepared, while the third and fourth brothers stared blankly at the sixth brother, imagining the chaotic scene in the supermarket, and couldn't help but feel sorry for the supermarket manager in advance.

The three solutions Lao Liu mentioned sounded absurd at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they actually met the requirements, and damn well met them.

It is incredibly destructive and extremely lethal, and if handled properly, it will not cause any serious problems; at most, it can be resolved through on-site mediation.

Lao Liu's speech was like opening Pandora's box. The group poured out all sorts of bizarre but effective business attack methods they had seen or heard of.

Even while discussing and taking notes, a long list was quickly compiled.

Later, Zhang Changfa couldn't help but laugh and scold, "If I sent you all to MBA programs, you wouldn't say a word. But when it comes to these crooked ways, one of you is worth two!"

“Brother Fa, you’re wrong about that,” the third brother retorted righteously. “How can something the big boss ordered be called a crooked or evil way?”

“We’re doing this on behalf of God, allowing conscientious businesses to operate normally. Is that wrong?” the fourth brother chimed in.

Zhang Changfa was too lazy to argue with them: "Now that we have a plan, the next step is to select someone to implement it. Any ideas?"

This time, Lao Liu spoke first: "We need to find those with high 'legal resistance,' the kind of people who have committed crimes that even the detention center dares not accept. For example, those over 70 years old, or those under 14 years old."

"Sixth Brother, let's forget about the latter; it'll set a bad example for the kids," Zhang Changfa said, frowning.

“There are square dancing aunties everywhere,” the third brother interjected. “I heard that the big boss’s hometown, Huaqing Jiayuan, is quite good. Those who have persisted until now are the elite of the elite.”

After some discussion, the target groups were finally identified as: unforgiving middle-aged women, old men who are invincible in "legal defense", and some professional swindlers.

"I promised the big boss that it would be implemented by the end of the month, and we would start taking action during the National Day Golden Week."

"Everyone, hurry up and remember to implement isolation and protection measures," Zhang Changfa concluded.

"understand!"

"Go!"

At Zhang Changfa's command, the three managers, number six, three, and four, immediately sprang into action.

Soon, all branches of "All-Out Attack" across the country received instructions to begin a nationwide search for suitable "extraordinary people".
In a city in southern China, during the plum rain season.

Rainwater trickled down the deep wrinkles on Wu Liangde's face, leaving streaks of water on his weathered features.

He stood under the eaves of an office building, like a stone statue washed by rain for many years, with only his cloudy yet shrewd eyes staring intently at the vehicles passing by on the road through the rain curtain.

“This location is good.” Wu Liangde thought to himself, his age-spotted fingers unconsciously rubbing the “prop” strapped to his knees—a real one he got from an acquaintance at the blood bank.

At 65, the body can no longer withstand intense performances, but the right angle and timing are the essence of this "craft".

When the red light came on, he used binoculars to spot a Mercedes-Benz S-Class slowly approaching from across the street.

Luxury cars indicate the owner is wealthy; slow driving in the rain suggests a cautious and timid person; driving on the streets during the daytime on a weekday, especially with a well-dressed middle-aged man as the driver, indicates that such a respectable person is most afraid of getting into trouble.

Wu Liangde licked his chapped lips, slowly stood up, and casually wiped the rain off his face.

He knew that today's "business" had arrived.
(End of this chapter)