Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 727 Target: Asia!
Zhang Bao stopped about a meter away from Cheng Yi. He didn't give Cheng Yi a warm hug like he did when he faced Du Yusheng. Instead, he stood there quietly, his gaze fixed on Cheng Yi's face.

This is Zhang Bao's first time returning to China since leaving Jingzhou.

It's not that he doesn't want to go back, but that he can't.

His current identity is too sensitive; he cannot return until Momo Group has sufficient power to protect him.

Now, Momo Group's size and influence are enough to vouch for Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao was extremely excited to return to China this time; he truly thought he would never be able to come back in his lifetime.

"came back."

"Well, I'm back."

Cheng Yi and Zhang Bao simply exchanged questions and answers, without any emotional outpouring. But trust between men sometimes doesn't need to be complicated.

"Did the journey go smoothly?"

"A minor delay, but it's resolved," Zhang Bao replied casually.

He did not mention that the airport where he arrived had been shelled.

Guns and cannons were all too common in his country.

Guns and cannons are as common as firecrackers.

"That's good." Cheng Yi nodded and said to everyone, "Now that President Zhang has arrived, let's go to the conference room first."

Everyone immediately stood up and entered the conference room in an orderly manner.

Upon entering the conference room, Cheng Yi gestured for Zhang Bao to take seat number three.

Zhang Bao did not refuse at all. He took off his long black trench coat and quickly sat down in seat number three.

The number one position is Du Yusheng's position.

Cheng Yi was in position two, while Zhang Bao was in position three.

No one present was dissatisfied.

Compared to Zhang Bao, the risks they faced were nothing.

The scar on Zhang Bao's left cheek is from a bullet that grazed his face. If the bullet had been just one centimeter off, his brains would have been splattered everywhere.

As Cheng Yi took his seat, all eyes turned to him, and a sense of impending doom filled the air.

They knew that for Cheng Yi to mobilize so many troops and recall all the core forces from various places, there must be something important to announce.

Cheng Yi did not speak immediately. His gaze swept over everyone present, and the gentleness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a long-suppressed anger.

"Everyone," Cheng Yi said in a deep voice, "I've called you all back today for only one thing."

He paused, his tone suddenly becoming sharp, and said, "I think you all know that not long ago, one of our colleagues, Lin Sipeng, who is also a technical genius secretly cultivated by our Momo Group and the general manager of Momo OS System Company, was illegally detained by Microsoft in collusion with relevant US departments on trumped-up charges while attending the Global Internet Technology Summit in the United States."

Upon seeing Cheng Yi, who was indeed there for this matter, everyone's expressions immediately turned serious. They knew that Cheng Yi was serious about this.

Among the crowd, Huang Ganping's expression was slightly unpleasant. If it hadn't been for Cheng Yi's insistence, he would probably be the one under house arrest this time.

It could be said that Lin Sipeng served time in prison for him.

Cheng Yi slowly stood up and said, "They're scared. They're afraid of our Moc-os system, afraid that we'll break their Wintel alliance's monopoly on the market for over a decade. They can't beat us on the front lines of the business, so they're resorting to these dirty and despicable means to hold our engineers hostage and stifle our innovation."

Cheng Yi slammed his hand heavily on the table, making a dull thud that caused the water glass on the table to shake slightly.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat; it was the first time they had ever seen Cheng Yi so angry.

Cheng Yi's face showed a pained expression as he gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Sipeng is not only my schoolmate, but also my beloved friend and brother! Since Lin Sipeng's accident, I haven't been able to sleep for nights on end."

As he spoke, Cheng Yi's voice became choked with emotion.

Du Yusheng, who was standing nearby, immediately grabbed a tissue and handed it to Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi blew his nose and said, "What I find most unacceptable is that they described Lin Sipeng as a hacker who creates rogue software. That's utter bullshit."

Cheng Yi, unusually, swore and said emotionally, "If we tolerate this and back down, then if they dare to detain Lin Sipeng today, they will dare to use the same methods on any one of us here tomorrow, and on all our overseas businesses! Momo Group will be forever locked up in China and will never be able to truly go global!"

Cheng Yi's words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

They had already realized this problem. The Lin Sipeng incident was not just about an isolated technician being detained, but also a blatant provocation from the Microsoft camp and a way to put pressure on Momo Group.

"So!" Cheng Yi's eyes turned fierce as he said, "Since they're breaking the rules first, then we don't need to hold back anymore! Tolerance and backing down won't earn us respect, they'll only earn us more punches!"

"Today, I officially announce that Momo Group will fully enter the Asian market. Our goal is not to take a share of the Asian market, but to completely drive Microsoft's Windows system out of the Asian PC market. We want to make Moc-OS the only operating system in the Asian PC market."

Cheng Yi's goal can be described as insane.

Windows has been deeply rooted in Asia for many years, and it would be extremely difficult to eradicate it from the personal PC market.

But Cheng Yi's next words made everyone's breathing become heavy.

“This time, it won’t be a unified command from the group, following procedures step by step.” Cheng Yi’s gaze swept over everyone as he said, “You have all grown up with the Momo Group, and I have seen your abilities. Therefore, I have decided to implement a national manager responsibility system!”

"Managerial responsibility system?" The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"The managerial responsibility system is based on your abilities and is divided according to the population of the country. Each person is responsible for one or more countries, such as Japan, South Korea, Southeast Asian countries, India, etc. You can choose and compete for them yourselves. The group will give you the greatest authorization and initial resource support."

His next words made everyone present gasp for breath: "All the profits generated from the markets you've conquered—note, all the profits—you and your team can take 70%, while the group will only retain 30%."

Before Cheng Yi finished speaking, everyone's eyes lit up with excitement.

With 70% of the profits going to individuals and teams, this level of incentive is simply unprecedented.

This means that as long as they have the ability to conquer a country's market, they can instantly become incredibly wealthy, with their personal wealth and influence experiencing explosive growth.

The anger that had been stirred up by Microsoft's dirty tricks was now fueled by the enormous profits. Everyone was somewhat excited, even the usually composed Yu Sen and Huang Ganping had an astonishing glint in their eyes, not to mention Li Xiang, Wu Jun, Chen Zhi, and other ambitious guys.

“This time, I don’t care about the process, I only care about the result,” Cheng Yi said. “I don’t care what methods you use, you only have one task: use every means, and mobilize all available resources and connections, to ensure that the market share of the Moc-os system in the personal PC market reaches or exceeds 50% in the countries you are responsible for.”

"This plan will be coordinated by Dean Huang. Your team will cooperate with them to develop the languages ​​of whatever countries they need," Cheng Yi said, looking at Huang Ganping.

"Okay." Huang Ganping already felt a little guilty, so he immediately responded to Cheng Yi's instructions.

"Do you have confidence?" Cheng Yi asked sternly.

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

“Okay.” Cheng Yi said, “Microsoft wants to use Lin Sipeng to scare us, but they’ve miscalculated. This time, we’ll show them that if they hold one Lin Sipeng hostage, we’ll have thousands upon thousands of Lin Sipengs standing up for us. This time, it’s either them who die or they who perish!”

“Zhang Bao.” Cheng Yi looked at Zhang Bao.

"Here!" Zhang Bao immediately stood up.

"You are responsible for the safety of all our overseas teams, providing them with the highest level of security. I don't want to see any of our people taken away by the other side through non-commercial means. In unconventional circumstances, you are free to consider the methods and approaches," Cheng Yi said.

"Understood, I guarantee I will complete the mission." Zhang Bao understood Cheng Yi's meaning.

This time, Momo Group's move is too big. Once this is rolled out, there will inevitably be fierce competition.

However, this is also Zhang Bao's job.

He agreed with Cheng Yi's words: the harder you throw your fist, the fewer punches you'll receive in return.

"Li Xiang! Wu Jun!"

"exist!"

"You are not only responsible for one country, but your computers also need to cooperate with managers in various countries to provide the most cost-effective hardware devices pre-installed with the Moc-OS system. We want Asian users to enjoy the best system and computers at the lowest price. Also, for those who don't need high-end computers, old imported junk can be restarted. Especially for those poor countries, we can consider dumping low-priced refurbished computers."

“Okay,” Li responded, then said with some concern, “President Cheng, if we dump low-priced computers, it might trigger their country’s protectionism.”

"Protect my ass! Apart from a few countries, which country has computer companies?" Cheng Yi sneered. "Just tell the government officials of those small countries clearly that if they want tax revenue, let our products in. If they don't want tax revenue, our products can also enter their countries without paying taxes. Let them choose."

“…” Li Xiang swallowed hard and said, “I understand.”

"Chen Zhi".

"President Cheng!" Chen Zhi stood up excitedly. He had the deepest roots in Southeast Asia, and he felt that his opportunity had come.

If Momo's system sweeps across Southeast Asia, it will be the biggest beneficiary.

After all, his gaming business relies heavily on the operating system.

"I plan to hand over the management of Japan and South Korea to you, and you must set an example for me."

"Understood, I will do my best," Chen Zhi said excitedly.

Cheng Yi's gaze swept over them one by one, giving them instructions one by one.

Jiang Yuxi's TV shopping, Zhao Gang's Global Vision, Sun Baxin's e-sports, Ma Huateng's QQ...

All resources and all strength have now been integrated into this plan.

They have to give it their all.

This is also his catchphrase: "If you try, you can win; if you give it a shot, you can succeed."

Just as everyone was being enthusiastically pumped up by Cheng Yi, in a luxuriously decorated VIP reception room at the headquarters of Momo Group, Li Chengxuan leisurely savored a fine Longjing tea, while Xu Dongsheng, sitting to the side, was like an ant on a hot pan, restless and uneasy.

He hadn't touched the tea in front of him, his face was still pale, and the purplish-blue marks on his forehead from kowtowing were particularly noticeable.

"Godfather... Godfather." Xu Dongsheng's voice trembled slightly as he said, "Do you think Zhang Bao will really let me go? I always feel a chill in his eyes when he looks at me. What if he secretly kidnaps me to Southeast Asia tonight?"

His mind was now filled with Zhang Bao's cold gaze.

The feelings of humiliation and fear intertwined, making him somewhat uneasy.

The gap between him and Zhang Bao is now enormous, seemingly endless.

Li Chengxuan put down his teacup, glanced at the absent-minded Xu Dongsheng, sighed softly, and said, "Dongsheng, you've followed me for so many years, how come you still can't keep your composure when something happens?"

“Godfather, this, this can’t be the same! That’s Zhang Bao! You know what he does overseas, he’s a real killer!” Xu Dongsheng exclaimed excitedly, “He made me kowtow and acknowledge him as my godfather in public today, but who knows what might happen tomorrow…”

"So what?" Li Chengxuan interrupted him, saying, "Should we send someone to drown you in the river? Or should we have an accident at the construction site?"

Xu Dongsheng was caught off guard by the question, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Li Chengxuan snorted coldly and said, "You think too highly of yourself. What is Zhang Bao's status now? He's the president of Black Panther Security's overseas business division, a core figure in Enze Capital's system, and Cheng Yi's right-hand man. If he stomps his foot, those places in Southeast Asia will tremble. What are you, Xu Dongsheng, in his eyes now? Is it worth him going to the trouble of dealing with you?"

Xu Dongsheng was stunned.

Li Chengxuan continued, "He made you kowtow and call him godfather today, and he has already achieved his goal. He just wanted to vent his anger from back then and regain his face. Now that he has disciplined you, let's consider this matter over."

"Really?" Xu Dongsheng swallowed, feeling his throat go dry.

At this moment, Li Chengxuan lowered his voice and said, "Dongsheng, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Instead of staying here in fear and worrying about Zhang Bao's retribution, why don't you change your approach?"

"How about a different approach?" Xu Dongsheng looked bewildered.

“That’s right!” Li Chengxuan said, “Since he made you kowtow and acknowledge him as your godfather, and many people have seen it, then you should really treat him as your godfather.”

"What?" Xu Dongsheng looked up abruptly, his voice trembling as he said, "Godfather, how... how can this be?"

"Why not?" Li Chengxuan snorted. "There are hundreds, if not thousands, of people who want to recognize Zhang Bao as their godfather. What? Are you being wronged? A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm."

(End of this chapter)