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

Chapter 878 First Livestream Sales Event: 82 Billion

"Actually, it was during this Xiaomi promotion that I learned from chatting with Lei Jun that back when Redmi was crushing the counterfeit phones, many manufacturers began to transform with Xiaomi's support. Many of the component companies I just mentioned are the result of that time, including some industries invested in or acquired by Beyond Venture Capital."

His voice was full of emotion, "In other words, as early as three years ago, Xiaomi had already begun to lay out its technological roadmap for the localization of mobile phones."

As Jia Yueting recounted the details with great familiarity, the public finally understood that the success of Xiaomi's domestic mobile phone was not a sudden occurrence, but rather the inevitable result of perseverance and accumulated strength.

"Finally, let me say something from the bottom of my heart: technological innovation is not something that can be achieved by shouting slogans, but by investing real money."

His tone suddenly turned serious. "Why did I mention those component manufacturers one by one? Because only when Xiaomi's products sell well can they generate revenue, and with revenue they can invest more money in technological breakthroughs—it's a positive cycle!"

Why is Apple's technology so advanced? Because the global market pays for its research and development. Why is Xiaomi willing to invest so much money? Because it has the financial strength of being one of the world's top three smartphone manufacturers!

Jia Yueting picked up his phone and said earnestly, "Please remember—buying domestic products is not about emotional blackmail. Good products deserve support, and bad products deserve criticism."

Just like how I, Lao Jia, dare to stand here and do a live stream even though I'm in debt, if you like it, just say, "You're a man." If you don't like it, then criticize me; don't be shy.

The comment section was then flooded with unanimous "He's a real man!"
At exactly 12 o'clock, as Jia Yueting's countdown ended, the numbers on the big screen froze at an unprecedented record.

He suppressed his excitement; now was clearly not the time to make an announcement.

"Thank you all for supporting Lao Jia! Before the broadcast ends, I have prepared gifts for everyone."

He then instructed his assistant to arrange a list of products on the table. "During this period, in order to understand Xiaomi's new products, I did a lot of preparation work, disassembling 3 Xiaomi Notebook Pros, 10 Xiaomi Mixs, and 20 Redmi H8s."
To thank everyone for their support of Lao Jia, although these are all unpacking machines, the quality is all fine. I'm giving them away for free in lucky bags as a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't mind.

"Although I have said thank you countless times tonight, I still want to say it again."

Today is Lao Jia's first broadcast. I was nervous before the broadcast, but now, you have given me hope that I can pay off my debts!
Let me prepare for the next show. See you in three days from now at 8 PM! Thank you!

The live stream ended with a close-up of Lao Jia bowing.
At midnight, in a highly private teahouse, Kunqu Opera was being performed. The aroma of tea and the charm of the opera intertwined, creating the perfect backdrop for enjoying tea and conversation.

For people like Chen Mo and Lei Jun, having a few drinks and getting slightly tipsy, gathering with a few close friends here is much more pleasant than the noise of a KTV or the clamor of a drinking party.

Whether you understand the play on stage or not is not important. The commotion makes the conversation more enjoyable, just like the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve. Whether it's good or not is not important. What matters is the lively atmosphere.

Having tea, chatting, and listening to music is wonderful.

Lei Jun hung up the phone, picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then sighed with a heavy heart.

This piqued Chen Mo's curiosity: "What happened? Did Lao Jia's team falter in the second half? That can't be right~"

As soon as he spoke, he keenly noticed that Li Yanhong and Ma Huateng next to him had also quietly perked up their ears.

Lei Jun slowly spun his teacup, the bottom of which made a soft rustling sound as it rubbed against the table: "Xiaomi may have to donate nearly 2 million yuan to Mianxinsheng for research and development."

100 yuan per unit, 2 million is
Chen Mo's eyes widened suddenly. "200 million units? That would be a huge sales volume!"

"One live stream, two hours, 82 billion yuan, this is Jia Yueting."

For some reason, upon hearing those words, Chen Mo blurted them out instinctively.

"Brilliant!"

Lei Jun couldn't help but smile wryly, "The combined sales of Xiaomi's official online store and JD.com's flagship store are still less than a third of Jia Yueting's. We've worked so hard to stock up on goods for half a year, and now we feel like we're going to be accused of playing games with consumers again."

Ma and Li Yanhong looked at each other, they had a feeling that Jia would explode, but they didn't expect it to be this explosive.

The two men tacitly raised their teacups, using tea instead of wine. It was only right and proper to congratulate Lei Jun, but their smiles concealed a complex emotion that was hard to explain.

Who would have thought that the combination of Douyin and Jia Yueting could actually create an "ecological synergy" effect?

This terrifying record is something that even Lei Jun himself might not be able to achieve. In the eyes of Pony Ma and Robin Li, perhaps only Chen Mo personally taking to the field could rival it.

But given Chen Mo's current status and position, it is clearly neither appropriate nor necessary.

Only a tech mogul like Jia Yueting could achieve such a dominant, disruptive effect.

At this moment, Li Yanhong instantly became 'Li Envy'!
82 billion! How many times does Baidu have 82 billion?
I just heard Lei Jun say that Xiaomi's revenue from its mobile phone business alone was 1121 billion yuan last year. As a result, Jia Yueting achieved nearly a month's worth of Xiaomi Group's revenue in just one night. It's simply terrifying.

This feeling is no different from "one person fighting for a city".

He knew in his heart that not everyone could do such a sensational, disruptive attack.

Like him and Ma Huateng next to him, their personalities are simply not cut out for this line of work.

Unexpectedly, Chen Mo is not only accurate in judging things, but also has a keen eye for people—letting a capable entrepreneur do live-streaming e-commerce, which no one previously looked down upon, has proven to be a truly domineering move!

Just as he was pondering this, he heard Pony Ma suddenly speak up: "I've thought of some areas where Tencent and Douyin could collaborate. I wonder if President Mo would be interested?" Such an opportunity is obvious to anyone who isn't blind.

Li Yanhong immediately followed suit, afraid of being a step behind: "The same goes for Baidu."

Chen Mo smiled and picked up his teacup: "Then you two don't leave tomorrow. I'll call Yiming, and we can sit down and talk about this together. Even if we don't reach an agreement, exchanging information is a good start!"

Lei Jun looked around and picked up his teacup as well. "Xiaomi's achievements are largely thanks to President Mo!"

"No problem, no problem. Cooperation is a win-win situation, we're all friends!"

The four teacups, one high and three low, gently clinked together, producing a crisp sound.

The Kunqu opera performance on stage continued, its lingering melody echoing in the air, much like the quiet business opportunities and sentiments surging within the night.

In the early hours of the morning, the air in a brightly lit conference room seemed to have frozen solid.

"Don't just see my success in public, also see the suffering I endure in private!"

"Wage increases are not necessarily a reflection of individual effort. It is a pipe dream for people to expect their bosses to have a change of heart and give them a raise."

"Don't doubt my words, because I really have been a boss—although I'm a boss who's in debt now."

Are these industry jargon useful? Yes! But don't use them on your colleagues; use them on your boss. You'll find your boss loves hearing them.
Of course, it depends on what kind of leader it is. For example, Mr. Chen from the other side of the river—I remember I was almost kicked out when I said this.”

"Scientific choice is also the science of choice."

Jia Yueting's voice came from the screen, and the freshly released live stream clips were being played repeatedly.

Inside the room, a man paced back and forth, the sound of his leather shoes striking the floor like a heavy hammer blow to the heart.

"Look at them? They lowered themselves, made self-deprecating jokes to empathize, bridged the gap, and put theory into practice. Even a dog would have to place an order after seeing that! And look at what you've done?"

"You eat with your bowl in hand, then curse your mother when you put it down. Who gave you your current situation? Have you forgotten?"

Look at all the followers your account lost. These are real followers, not fake followers created by bots.

His voice suddenly rose, filled with furious curses, and his finger was almost poking Li Jiaqi's forehead.

The latter stood obediently in the corner with his head down, not daring to breathe. Even if he had been somewhat resentful before, he had to suppress his anger in front of Jiang Fan.

"President Jiang, I know I was wrong." His voice was barely audible. "What should I do now?"

"Go back and reflect on your actions, apologize and admit your mistakes tomorrow, then play dead. You'll need to rest for a while; I'll try to control the public opinion."

"Oh, okay! Thank you, Mr. Jiang!" Li Jiaqi nodded hurriedly, feeling like she had been granted a pardon. "I'll go back and write a self-criticism now, and I'll let you see it tomorrow morning!"

“Remember this,” Jiang Fan suddenly emphasized, his eyes turning icy, “I can give you traffic, give you fans, and promote you to the top, but it has absolutely nothing to do with how hard you work.”

This is a one-time exception; otherwise, what I can give you today, I can give to someone else tomorrow!

"Understood, Mr. Jiang, I understand!"

"get out!"

Jiang Fan waved his hand impatiently.
His gaze returned to the Douyin livestream replay on the screen. His brow furrowed; he knew this livestream had truly taught him a harsh lesson—he'd never imagined e-commerce could be done this way!

Unlike the frenzied buying model of niche influencers like Viya and Li Jiaqi: while Viya was carefully calculating discounts and Li Jiaqi was shouting "Family, buy it!", Jia Yueting had completely subverted this model.

He is using an entrepreneur's strategic narrative to elevate live-streaming e-commerce into a evangelism of technological ideals, redefining the spiritual value of consumer purchasing behavior.

Jiang Fan sighed inwardly; he accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

At the same time, I couldn't help but complain: You're a deadbeat who owes hundreds of billions, why don't you just run away abroad and hide? What are you doing promoting products on Douyin?
Just then, the phone rang abruptly—it was a call from the client.

The moment he answered, a barrage of criticism rained down on him: "Yes, you're right, I've already severely reprimanded him. Okay, no problem, I'll fully cooperate with your publicity efforts."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fan made some arrangements for tomorrow's work through the internal line.

By the time I finished all of this, it was already 2 a.m.

He glanced at the message he had just received on his phone, then immediately called his wife:
"The company is having all-night overtime tonight, don't wait for me. Okay, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fan packed his things and drove to the address sent by the other party.

(End of this chapter)