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

Chapter 71: Fever for Entrepreneurship (End)
After saying this, Chen Mo seemed to have lost all his energy. He supported the hood of the car with one hand, barely standing still, looking at Chen Tong who lowered his head and remained silent.

The latter's face was in the shadows and he was silent, seemingly weighing and hesitating.

Time flowed quietly, as if only a few seconds had passed, and yet it seemed as if a century had passed. Chen Mo felt that time was becoming disordered at this moment.

After a while, Chen Tong sighed, as if letting out all the pent-up anger he had been feeling for a while, and finally uttered two words.

"Let's go!"

I analyzed the pros and cons from the other party's perspective. This is a matter with only advantages and no disadvantages, but Chen Tong actually refused? It seems that I have to think of another way.

Chen Mo walked away on his own, but because he had a fever today, he walked a little unsteadily.

Chen Tong looked up and saw the passionate young entrepreneur not far away, with a frustrated and dejected back. He wondered where this guy was going.
"Hey, where are you going? I mean, come on, get in the car!"

Hmm? There's still a chance? Chen Mo looked back, the surprise on his face was all acting, "So you agree?"

"There's a Starbucks next door. I'll buy you a cup of coffee. Let's talk about your ideas."

Then Chen Tong looked at Chen Mo, who was walking a little unsteadily and looked like a zombie. He felt that something was not right with the other party. It was as if he had taken stimulants just now, but now he looked like the sick and worried Lin Daiyu.

After the other party got in the car, Chen Tong found that the young man's face was red. He didn't care about the etiquette of not touching men and touched the other party's forehead. Then it was as if he had touched a branding iron.
"It's so hot, do you know you have a fever? And the temperature is definitely not low."

Chen Tong recalled that the boy had slept for who knows how long last night in the cold underground parking lot wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and holding a bag. He couldn't help but think of a similar incident in his own youth.

Seeing that the other party was still nodding, he was furious, "You have a fever and it's back. If you stay in jail again next week, you will die. You even stalked me. If I didn't have a strong heart, I would have been scared to death by you."

"You're starting a business while you're ill, please understand."

The car started again, and Chen Tong snorted, "I don't understand shit, I've never started a business, you guys who are starting a business are all crazy!"

1 minutes later,
“This is not the way to Starbucks”

"I'll take you to the hospital, and we can still chat there. If you die, I, a journalist, will be on the news."

"Then remember to owe me a cup of coffee."

"Okay, okay, I owe you a drink! Why are you so stubborn? Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Chen Mo, Mo means tacit understanding. Have you forgotten that we are from the same family?"

"Oh yeah, I remember now. You should get some sleep first. I'll call you when we get to the hospital. We'll have plenty of time to talk!"

Chen Mo finally felt relieved and fell asleep in the passenger seat.
But I feel like I forgot something? It's like I left something at home when I went out.

Never mind, it's not important, let's get some sleep first.
In the shadow of the underground parking lot, Sun Ziwei opened his mouth wide and blinked his eyes, looking like a forgotten Husky, as he watched the two people get into the car and drive away.

Oh my god! You have no conscience.

I had good intentions and was worried that you would get a fever and something might happen, so I stayed by your side, but you forgot about your old love when you found a new one and just got in the car and ran away with that person.

Brother, I'm still here, did you forget?

Coming to his senses, Sun Ziwei ran out quickly and arrived at the exit of the parking lot panting. He saw a taxi carrying overtime workers waiting on the side of the road.

Sun Ziwei opened the car door and got in. "Master, follow the black car that just came out of the exit! Quick!"

Hmm? Something's going on? Could it be...
The driver imagined countless famous scenes from movies and TV series, such as catching an adulterer and chasing a criminal.
The driver used his hands and feet to operate the machine fiercely.
The next moment, a broken Hyundai actually produced the kind of catapult-start push-back feeling that only a Xiaomi SU7 in real man mode can have.

Sun Ziwei looked terrified and shouted, "Master, there's no need to go so fast~~" Instantly, the taillights of the taxi flickered twice in the night sky and disappeared.
Half an hour later, in the emergency room, two men were whispering and chatting happily.

One of them was dancing excitedly when talking about the key link. If it weren't for the IV needle in the back of his hand, one would have thought that the two were chatting in the emergency room.

"Hey, hey, just keep talking, don't move your hand, the blood is coming back, the blood is coming back."

Chen Mo then noticed that one third of the blood in the injection tube had flowed back, and he quickly sat down like a good kid, "No way, this opportunity is rare, and we have to cherish it if it costs our life."

"Looking at your mental state, you don't look like someone with a fever of almost 40 degrees. Others would probably think I'm the patient." Chen Tong was busy running around just now, and suddenly he touched his head and found that his forehead was covered with sweat. He laughed at himself.

Then he continued, "You said that Weibo can create a hot list, and hot searches can increase exposure, and then what? What does it have to do with your group 123?"

At this time, Chen Mo seemed to have taken the stimulant of Interstellar Lancer, and began to reveal a little about the subsequent development of Weibo, the way of monetization, and some functional suggestions of Weibo.

For example, the hot lists, reposts with comments, and microblog methods mentioned above can be diversified to add pictures, texts, videos and topics. These are suggestions at the product level.

From the perspective of media genes and technical attributes, sitting on massive amounts of data without realizing it is like a three-year-old child holding gold ingots and not knowing how to spend them.

The gameplay is done by establishing a data warehouse for data mining, then performing user portrait analysis, and finally making intelligent recommendations.

Of course Chen Mo did not get carried away and tell everything. He just sprinkled out some bait and proceeded step by step.

Then he talked about the areas that Chen Tong was good at. Through the creation of an advertising platform model and the linkage of hot topics and big V marketing, Chen Tong gave some pointers in the process and even drew inferences from one example to another, and figured out this line. He was very excited.

Finally, Chen Mo revealed his true intention and mentioned that Tuan123 could be used as a typical case for publicity. With this successful case, advertisers would surely flock to it, allowing Sina Weibo to achieve the same marketing effect and revenue as Baidu's bidding ranking.

When talking about this, Chen Tong took the initiative to buy himself a bottle of water. He estimated that this kid was almost burnt dry, but what impressed him was that his mind was still clear. What he expressed moved him. Some of his views coincided with his own, and some ideas were very imaginative and forward-looking.

One can even say that it cleared the fog for him, opened his eyes, and made him marvel at the beauty of nature.

When Chen Tong came back from buying water, he found a big man next to Chen Mo. He was sweating profusely and had a pale face. He looked even more like a patient than Chen Mo.

He pointed at the unfamiliar face and asked Chen Mo, "Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my co-founder, Sun Ziwei!"

"From the Other Shore Studio?"

Chen Mo was curious, "Do you know the other side?"

"I looked at Tuan123 yesterday. It has great prospects. Not bad!"

Damn, I saw you yesterday, why are you still being so reserved today? You made me keep talking for most of the day with a high fever. Chen Mo looked at the back of his hand with a bulge, feeling a little resentful.

Hmm? I'm a co-founder? Upon hearing the introduction, Sun Ziwei grinned, straightened his chest and looked down at Chen Tong, shaking hands cordially and friendly.

Then he sat quietly aside, like a handsome man with sweat all over his forehead, looking at Chen Tong without saying a word.

Is this the person Chen Mo is following? He looks short and fat, with curly hair. He looks like he is easy to bully. I guess he can't even withstand a punch from me!
But what special skills does this old guy have that make Chen Mo squat around him every day like a pervert, and he doesn't give up even when he has a high fever. He is even more excited than his husband at the moment.

Just now, he had finally followed the target to Haidian Hospital, but he lost his target accidentally. He had to dig everywhere to look for the target, even the morgue was searched. He was even chased out by the young nurse in the obstetrics and gynecology department, who scolded him. Sun Ziwei was really upset. Putting aside the facts, is this little girl not wrong?

Finally, in the emergency room, he spotted Chen Mo, whose head was smoking and almost reached the state of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, and it was like seeing a relative.

Then the three of them sat together, Sun Ziwei stared with his intelligent eyes, listening attentively to the conversation between the two people next to him.

What about Sina Weibo can also bid for ranking, what about Tuan123 is the best promotional material, what about following my plan just now and you will have the bargaining chips to hold your own troops and all kinds of nonsense.
(End of this chapter)