Chapter 1428 A Difficult Meeting

"Then I'll go?" Feng Yiping asked Page and Brin, holding his bag.

"Go ahead," Page said nonchalantly, not even bothering to raise his head.

Brin was more active, "It doesn't matter if people don't come back, as long as your plane is still there tomorrow morning, I don't want to drive to Lake Tahoe,"

Well, these two guys really don't worry.

"Am I really going?" He asked again when he was already at the door.

No one paid attention to him this time.

"Really not going to stop me?" He just stepped out of the door and turned back to ask.

"Don't you want a children's room?" Page finally looked up and looked at him and asked.

"Yes, of course I do. Do you want to hear my advice?" Feng Yiping said with a smirk.

Just now, they were discussing the design plan of the 767, which was actually mainly a space allocation plan.

The two brothers were determined to drag Feng Yiping with them and must decorate a suite with a children's room for him on the plane. Feng Yiping half-heartedly agreed to it.

An airplane with more space and more complete facilities, especially for long-distance flights, is naturally more comfortable than his current Gulfstream.

However, it is really difficult for him to get a big one now, such as the basic version of the US presidential plane, the ordinary Boeing 747 - although he really wants to, but obviously, such behavior will not bring any benefits to him and the company.

So he is still very happy about the opportunity they provided.

"Let's go, don't be late," Brin waved at him again.

In fact, Feng Yiping really wanted them to stop him, or not let him go to the appointment in the name of the company.

What should we talk about when we meet later?

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The name Palo Alto comes from two Spanish words, "Palo", meaning tree, and "Alto", meaning high, which means that the tree is very tall.

Moreover, the tall tree, El Palo Alto, is still there. It is said to be more than 1,000 years old and is in the Palo Alto Tree Park.

Walking on University Avenue, Feng Yiping, who felt quite cool, thought that it was not certain how tall the trees here were, but the trees here were really dense.

It seemed that the shops on the roadside were not worried about being blocked by these lush trees.

Some shops, on the contrary, took advantage of the situation and set up a few tables and chairs under the trees on the roadside, saving even the sunshade.

The sun shone through the treetops, casting mottled light and shadows on the walls of the buildings next to it. When the wind blew, the people under the trees seemed to be shining.

The man at the table under the tree had stood up, "Yiping," he said in Chinese.

Feng Yiping was really stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party was the person he was going to meet today, and then paused again. How should he address him? Calling him by his Chinese name was a bit impolite, as the other party was more than 30 years older than him.

Calling him by his English name didn't seem to be very good either.

"Hello, Chief, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting,"

"No, I just arrived too, please sit down," Yang Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Wearing a grey round-neck long-sleeved shirt and blue jeans, he looked more casual than the ordinary person sitting on the ground with a boy.

However, he now looked like he had thick hair and was in high spirits. He habitually used some gestures to emphasize his words. He looked much more glamorous than the image of Feng Yiping, who had sparse hair, gray temples, a solemn face, and a look of loneliness.

"Were you thinking about something just now?" he asked.

His Mandarin was actually quite good. Among southerners, his Mandarin level was considered good. His voice was actually quite nice, at least much more attractive than the richest man Ma Feng Yiping had met.

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now," Feng Yiping did not deny.

"Haha, I understand," Chief Yang nodded and smiled, gesturing with his hands, "I often do this too,"

"What would you like to drink?" He raised his hand to greet the waiter of this cafe.

"Black coffee," Feng Yiping said.

Jerry Yang was slightly stunned and ordered himself a cup of plain coffee.

This young man, wouldn't he be pretending in front of him on purpose?

"Are you used to drinking black coffee?" he asked.

"Not really, but after coming out of the office and sitting here with the breeze blowing, I feel a little sleepy and want to refresh myself,"

"Yes, you have been working hard recently, but the final result is indeed worthy of pride. You are now the most successful domestic businessman investing in the United States,"

"Thank you,"

Feng Yiping wanted to say that you should be the most successful American businessman investing in China in the future.

"I heard a long time ago that there is a magical Chinese boy in Silicon Valley," Chief Yang leaned on the words, put his hands on his abdomen, looked at Feng Yiping and said, "I have always wanted to meet you, but I was always too busy. I didn't meet you until today. It's really a pity,"

"I have always wanted to visit you before, but I was afraid to disturb you. I have too many chores and run back and forth between China and here. However, I have always paid attention to Yahoo news. My first mailbox in China is Yahoo,"

"Haha, thank you, I also brought this book today," he picked up a book from the chair next to him, "I just wanted you to sign it,"

It seems that everything is prepared.

"It's a great honor," Feng Yiping took the Blue Ocean Strategy he had written and wrote neatly, "To my idol, the pioneer of the Internet era, Chief Jerry Yang."

In fact, in terms of business, he really doesn't have any idols, but now he seems to have become an idol of many people.

"Yes, you have developed very well in China," said Jerry Yang. "When I visited China in recent years, I saw the companies under your control. They are very good."

"Thank you. I am sorry that I am not focused on this and that, and they are all traditional industries."

"How could that be? I think you have planned very well, and the connection between the companies is actually quite close."

After reading the information, he understood Feng Yiping's approach, which is to build a closed-loop ecosystem.

He is not unfamiliar with this.

Yahoo, which he founded, started out as a search engine, then transformed into a portal website, and then focused on content. Now, while paying attention to e-commerce, it is also transforming into a platform...

In fact, it cannot be said that he is not focused. As we all know, high-tech companies in the Internet field are relatively comprehensive companies.

In fact, each direction they tried cannot be said to be wrong. The mistake is that the timing is not right, or the mistake is that none of the directions is particularly successful.

Or, they seem to have been trying and making mistakes after so many transformations.

"I am working on this," Feng Yiping said.

"I think the results are very good. I heard that you are developing your own e-commerce platform in China?"

"Yes," Feng Yiping thought, his next sentence should not be about acquisition, "We plan to rely on offline stores to combine online and offline to bring users a more satisfactory experience,"

"This is a very good idea," Chief Yang praised with a smile, "Then what do you think of the current development of the domestic IT field?"

Not talking about acquisition? That's good.

"You should also know about the development of the domestic industry. At present, the portal websites that imitate you are now doing well. Of course, in terms of data in all aspects, they are naturally not comparable to Yahoo,"

But Yahoo China, to be honest, still cannot compete with several domestic portal websites. Of course, there are some policy reasons. Foreign companies like Yahoo cannot become a media unit at present.

"Yes, they are indeed developing well. Since you are also building your own online product platform, are you also optimistic about the development of domestic e-commerce?" These people speak in an unconventional way and bring the topic back.

"Compared with the experience of the United States, I think this is a good direction," Feng Yiping answered cautiously.

This is actually the reason why he is not very positive about today's meeting.

He really doesn't know what to talk about.

Previously, when he met Google, Apple, Amazon, Starbucks, McDonald's... for the first time, he felt that there were many topics to talk about, and he could talk to the point.

But this time, he was afraid that he would talk to the point.

This is a company that will definitely compete with him in the future. Wouldn't it be troublesome for him to point it out?

Moreover, the reason why he could talk to the point about the previous companies was because he had something to ask of those companies, so he naturally had to talk speculatively.

But for Yahoo, apart from the competition that will definitely happen at least next year, he really can't think of any projects that he can cooperate with the other party.

"You know, Yahoo's development in China is not very successful," Chief Yang was very frank. Of course, it would be useless for him not to be frank about this matter. Feng Yiping naturally knew it well.

Whether it is search, email, or instant messaging, Yahoo has not developed very smoothly in China.

Another point is that the current president of Yahoo China is the famous red-robed leader Lao Zhou. Feng Yiping knows very well that he is not a person who will work for others willingly.

"The best development in Asia should be Yahoo RB," Feng Yiping took a big sip of black coffee.

"Yes," Yang Zhiyuan looked at Feng Yiping and thought that he was well prepared. "RB company, including in the field of e-commerce, is currently in an advantageous position,"

This is not entirely due to Yahoo's own credit.

The success of Yahoo RB has a lot to do with another famous person who is now competing with Feng Yiping - mainly about the investment in Alibaba, and the well-known figure who once briefly became the world's richest man for a day, Masayoshi Son of Softbank.

Yahoo RB is actually a joint venture between Yahoo and Softbank.

"In view of the current development of Chinese companies, I think that if there is a strong partner, it will definitely be a win-win result," Yang Zhiyuan said to Feng Yiping.

The success of Yahoo RB made him realize how important it is to have a good local partner.

That's me!

"Yes, Yiping, we have investigated your Forex Group, which is really a promising group company. I wonder if the two of us can cooperate in China, at least on some projects?"

"Now our Chinese company will definitely help you more than Google, and will definitely bring more traffic to your company, right?"

So they were talking about this, that's good, Feng Yiping immediately felt relieved.

What he was most worried about was the person opposite, who asked him how to develop in the future.

But it seems that Chief Yang is still very confident at this time, and he doesn't need other people's opinions at all-this is really good, at least Feng Yiping won't feel embarrassed.

"I don't know what kind of cooperation you are talking about?" In fact, he already understood Yang Zhiyuan's intention.

Search is naturally impossible. Several other high-tech companies in his own country, Zhitong, which develops management software, is naturally not Yahoo's cup of tea; wedding websites, they should not be interested in; car websites, should not be their focus; classified information websites like Tongcheng.com, they probably won't like them too much, so the remaining one is obvious.

"It's the online platform you are planning to build," Chief Yang said.

It's this.

As Palo Alto's commercial district, University Avenue is quite lively. People keep passing by the table, but no one stops for them.

No one would have thought that the two Chinese at this small table on the roadside have so much power and influence.

If someone in the industry or a knowledgeable reporter saw their meeting, they would be very surprised.

As a core executive of Google, meeting with the founder of its competitor Yahoo, this matter contains a lot of information.

And they are both Chinese.

But they probably can't guess the topic of today's meeting anyway.

Yang Zhiyuan saw that after hearing what he said, Feng Yiping seemed to be in a trance again. The mottled sunlight sprinkled on his face, making him look a little uncertain.