Pretending to be bankrupt, I was kicked out of the family chat group

Ye Yumo hung up the phone and turned to look at Chen Moqi.

Her face was full of determination, as if she had just made a fate-changing decision.

“Three billion is not enough to cooperate with Ahli Papa.

I have already discussed with Ma Yun that I will donate 20 billion to Yumo Group and let Yumo Group use the 20 billion to make a comeback.

We have to go all out. "

Ye Yumo's words did not waver at all.

Chen Moqi was stunned. He had never seen Ye Yumo so heroic.

Taking out 20 billion was the woman's own money, but Ye Yumo's eyes told him that this was necessary.

He stood for a while, as if he was hit by the sudden decision, but finally returned to normal, nodded slightly and said, "Understood, I'll do it right away."

Ye Yumo smiled and felt relieved.

She knew that whether it was 20 billion or 3 billion, it was not the core of the problem.

What really matters is that she finds a goal worth pursuing and a partner she can trust.

Chen Moqi turned around and left, picked up his phone and started arranging the next matters.

Ye Yumo picked up the teapot in the box and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

She felt that the taste of tea suddenly became extremely sweet, just like her current mood.

Twenty billion, for many people, this is an astronomical figure, enough to make any normal person fear and confused.

But for Ye Yumo, this is just the price she is willing to pay for a bigger dream.

She glanced out the window. The night sky in Yanjing was exceptionally bright, with stars shining brightly, as if celebrating the decision she had just made.

Ye Yumo smiled softly, feeling that this world was really full of infinite possibilities.

Ali Baba Corporation.

Ma Yun was sitting in a gorgeous office, her hands folded in front of the mahogany desk.

The advertising plans for "Honor of Kings" and "Happy Xiaoxiaole" flashed on the screen, like an electronic version of a splash-ink landscape, with all the colorful icons and fonts just right.

He clicked the mouse lightly and sent the plan to the advertising department of Direct Pay.

"If we can succeed this time, it will be a small step across the gap, but for us, it is a big step. It is equivalent to opening up a new world for direct payment advertising," Ma Yun said to herself, The corners of his mouth were raised slightly.

After receiving the proposal, Direct Pay's advertising system immediately embedded advertisements for these two games on the payment page.

Almost instantly, the 890 million Direct Pay users could see advertisements for these two games while completing their payment.

At the same time, in a luxurious office building, Ye Yumo was staring at the computer screen with her assistant Chen Moqi.

The number of downloads of "Glory of Kings" and "Happy Match" has soared like a waterfall, which is dizzying.

Chen Moqi breathed a rare sigh of relief and showed a rare smile.

"What a miracle." Chen Moqi was ecstatic in his heart, but on the surface he just smiled faintly.

Ye Yumo raised his head, looked at Chen Moqi, and smiled: "Yes, we did it.

At this moment, all the efforts were worth it. "

At this time, Ye Yumo was wearing a white shirt, a black skirt, and a pair of high heels. She was both delicate and elegant, but at this moment, she looked more like a general who had just won a battle.

She turned her head and looked at the busy street scene outside the window, the smile on her lips became more obvious.

Chen Moqi stood up, walked to the window, and said with the sunshine: "This result is not only an increase in numbers, but also a successful manifestation of our teamwork."

"Yes, but this is just the beginning. There is still a long way to go. We cannot be complacent." Ye Yumo turned around and sat back in her office chair, her eyes as sharp as an eagle.

“I understand, this is just a small victory.

There is more for us to do next. "Chen Moqi nodded, feeling as if Ye Yumo saw the more distant future through the computer screen.

Ye Yumo picked up her tea cup, gently blew the steam on the tea surface, and took a leisurely sip.

"This cup of tea is just for this moment."

Chen Moqi smiled and said nothing, but he knew that the success at this moment was like the cup of freshly brewed tea, which warmed his heart.

The sunlight outside the window slanted in, shining on their faces and on that exciting number.

Yes, they did, but that was just the beginning.

The two looked at each other and smiled. In their hearts, they both understood how difficult this moment was and how worth cherishing it.

In this way, Ali Baba’s advertising plan allowed Zhidubao users to see the charm of these two games, and Ye Yumo and Chen Moqi became witnesses of this victory.

Behind the countless numbers and data is their desire for success and endless efforts.

A ray of sunlight shines through the crack in the window, shining on the computer screen and on their faces, as if it is the best reward for their hard work.

In Ma Huateng's office, the air seemed to have solidified, and an indescribable sense of oppression surrounded every corner.

The office decorations and expensive paintings were overshadowed, and even the sunlight shining through the windows seemed to have been drained of its luster.

The news headlines displayed on the mobile phone screen in front of Ma Huateng made him unbelievable for a moment: "Glory of the King" and "Happy Xiaoxiaole" drove the stock price of Yumo Group to rise sharply.

He originally thought that these two games were just popular products in the gaming industry. How could it be possible that Yumo Group's stock price soared to new heights in a short period of time.

"How is that possible!" He lost his temper and slammed the phone to the ground. The phone seemed to contain all his dissatisfaction and disappointment, and it made a loud cracking sound when it hit the floor.

His partner walked in and stared at the fragments of the mobile phone on the ground in shock, then looked up at Ma Huateng, "This... this is incredible.

I thought our analysis of Yumo Group was accurate, but now it seems..."

"Accurate? Do you think it's accurate?" Ma Huateng gritted his teeth, his tone full of sarcasm.

“We have relied on precise data analysis and predictions over the years and have never made a single mistake.

But now, you tell me, a game that even children are tired of playing can actually make Yumo Group make a lot of money! "

The partner shook his head bitterly, "Perhaps we underestimated the variability of the market and Ye Yumo's keen insight. She actually spent 20 billion to create two national-level games..."

When Ma Huateng heard the name Ye Yumo, the veins on his forehead jumped, and the fingers of his fist were like walnuts about to be crushed.

"Ye Yumo, Ye Yumo, what method did she use to make everything so incredible?"