Chapter 422 What Bad Intentions Can a Little White Rabbit Have (4k)

"You give me little raindrops to moisten my heart~

"I give you, give you little breeze, the breeze blows your flowers~

"The little flowers of love belong to you and me~

"Our love is like, a passionate desert oh oh oh~~"

The diamond-level voice sang the tune of square dance, and the stumbling lyrics made Sun Yanzi laugh. She bent her legs and tried not to fall to the ground on the sofa. The index finger of her left hand subconsciously twirled around her hair, obviously falling into a deep level of self-intoxication.

If we ignore that the thing in her hand that acts as a microphone at this moment is a barbecue skewer, then this The scene should still be quite beautiful.

It can also be seen that Xiao Yaxuan, who was drunk, was relatively quiet. She just bent her right leg and sat on the floor tile next to the coffee table in the living room, leaning on the coffee table to support her body, with her right hand on her bent right knee, tilting her head and smiling at everything in the living room -

The bright crystal chandelier, the noisy singer;

The slightly drunk heartthrob showed his temperament in every move.

Only Zhou Yi, who was sober, looked around and said a little helplessly -

"You can get drunk by drinking beer, you three might as well go home and raise pigs."

"Go to hell, you are the one who raises pigs! "Sun Yanzi grabbed a pillow and threw it in front of Zhou Yi. His eyes were a little dazed. He couldn't help but loudly defend himself after hearing this. Then he seemed to remember what day it was. He turned his head and said "Puh, Puh, Puh" a few times, slapped himself lightly, and said righteously: "I mean, go to hell, I don't raise pigs!" Cheng Hao, who was the least drunk among the three, couldn't help but chuckle. He staggered to his feet and was about to bend down to clean up the messy coffee table, but Zhou Yi grabbed his wrist the next second. "?" Cheng Hao turned sideways and looked up at him in confusion. "Let me do it. What time is it? You should take a shower and go to bed early." Glancing at the beer bottles on the coffee table, the man sighed helplessly: "This thing is not high in alcohol, but it can't withstand a large amount. ”

It can be seen that Sun Yanzi and Xiao Yaxuan have been holding back for a year and plan to indulge themselves tonight during the Chinese New Year. They have the most wine bottles.

Cheng Hao, born in December 1979, is obviously the youngest of the three, but in terms of maturity and stability, she is far more mature than Sun Yanzi, born in July 1978, and Xiao Yaxuan, born in August 1979. If Sun and Xiao are already drunk, then Cheng Hao is only four or five points at most, and still has the energy to clean up the house.

Zhou Yi, who stopped Cheng Hao, turned his head and looked at the other two women: "And you two, those who need to take a bath and sleep should take a bath and sleep, and those who feel that they can't take a bath should sleep first and take a bath when they wake up tomorrow."

"I don't want to, I guess I can't take a bath, so I can't sleep here with Cheng Hao. "Sun Yanzi muttered, and weakly shook her hands to reject the man's proposal, shouting that she wanted to go back to her own home to sleep.

It doesn't matter how you mess up your own doghouse, it doesn't matter if it stinks, but it's different if you mess up someone else's, she feels bad.

"Well, I may not be able to take a shower, unless I call my assistant to help in the middle of the night."

After straightening her chest, Xiao Yaxuan, who barely stood up with her hands on the corner of the sofa, shook her head reluctantly, took a deep breath, raised her head and smiled: "But I'm not your tenant."

"Elva, you can sleep here directly. If you want to take a shower, I can help you."

Cheng on the side seemed to be thinking about her, and smiled and said: "I'm not that drunk yet."

Xiao Yaxuan turned her head to look at Cheng Hao, raised her eyebrows imperceptibly, and then raised a slight arc at the corner of her mouth: "Yes, thank you very much, good sister."

"You're welcome, Elva. "

The two women smiled at each other.

The two interrupted each other's spells and went to wash up hand in hand like a good sister. On the sofa, no one cared about it. Sun Yanzi, who had stopped singing and hummed instead, was still babbling and twisting her body on the sofa: "I want to go home, I want to go home..."

"Go back, take a rest, I'll take you home later. "

Zhou Yi, who was still cleaning up, sighed helplessly.

After more than 20 minutes, Zhou Yi, who had expanded the cleaning range, glanced at Stefanie Sun, who was lying on the sofa with her eyelids drooping and her head pecking at rice like a chicken. He first carried the garbage out of the door and put it in the area outside that was specially used for garbage.

When he came back, Cheng Hao, who had finished washing up first, was wiping his hair with a dry towel while taking a blanket to cover Stefanie Sun's belly, who was already lying on the sofa with her eyes closed.

Traditional Chinese art - no matter whether the house is warm or not, you always have to cover your belly when you sleep.

"You should cover her with something, otherwise what if she catches a cold tomorrow." Cheng Hao looked up when he saw Zhou Yi coming back. His face, which was still a little wet, was as beautiful as a lotus flower without makeup.

"Then I have to laugh at her. You will suffer for your own sins."

Zhou Yi, who washed his hands, sneered and immediately looked towards the bathroom: "Is Elva still washing?"

"Yeah."

Cheng Hao nodded: "You can send Yan Zi back first, Elva can sleep next to me."

"Okay."

"Also, those investment reports will be out after the Lantern Festival, you can take time to come to the company. We are now in a big trend in the market, several Internet stocks that we have heavily invested in are starting to recover, and NetEase has even come back to life with the game endorsed by Elva..."

Cheng Hao briefly explained the situation and joked: "According to this trend, I'm afraid that I can pay you back the money I owe you if I sell the NetEase stocks in my hands in a few months. . "

"I'm not interested in money, you should take it first."

Zhou Yi took the water cup and took a sip and said with a smile: "NetEase is now taking off in a way that can be seen with the naked eye. From now on, you can no longer be described as a little rich woman."

"Only you can say this. If someone else says this, I might think he is just trying to show off."

Cheng Hao smiled, as if she missed the old term "little rich woman": "Unfortunately, this little money can't support you."

In 1998 and 1999, when she could easily take out 100,000 yuan, Zhou Yi would often call her that, and she would also joke about supporting her.

"That's not necessarily the case. If it's you, I can give you a discount." Zhou Yi, leaning against the marble table of the bar, put down his water cup comfortably and said jokingly, "Although it's only for one day."

"Forget it, the time is too short and it's meaningless. I prefer long-term support."

Cheng Hao smiled and flicked the wet hair. The index finger of his left hand on the table unconsciously tapped the marble surface. The collision of nails and texture made a "click" sound: "Let's get back to business. Now that the company is gradually growing, I think we need a dedicated email program to facilitate communication between internal departments.

"At the same time, we can also expand the email business. Do you have any good recommendations?"

"You are the general manager, asking me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will lose money?"

"Well..."

Zhou Yi pursed his lips without comment, raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, then chuckled and moved his eyes away: "I can afford it. ”

Cheng Hao quietly watched Zhou Yi who had moved his eyes away, looking at his profile, her eyebrows curved, her mood was extremely happy.

“In fact, I am indeed optimistic about an email software, which is owned by Guangzhou Broad Internet Company.

“There are not many users at present, but I think this email program called Foxmail has great potential. Its user base is growing very fast. Many students in the Central Academy of Drama are using it, including some young people in the People's Art Theater.

“I have asked someone to evaluate it. If you want to buy it and its development team, the maximum price should not exceed 35 million. After all, the email industry is still under pressure from the three major companies, and it has just experienced the Internet winter, so all kinds of investments are very cautious.

“This software was originally bought by Broad Company in 2000 for 12 million yuan, including the developer, but it was hit by the winter, and it is just the right time to enter.”

After a long period of study, she has some ideas about the Internet industry.

Especially during this period of time when she communicated through various emails, she focused on the email business, where there are not many competitors at present.

This was her first time to independently execute an investment and acquisition plan. It was always a good idea to start with a vertical segment.

And thanks to the lingering influence of the Internet winter, the asking prices of many companies have been reduced compared to the past hot period, which is a good opportunity for her to try her hand.

If she can't do it, she can just sell it again. She will stop the loss in time.

Of course, if Zhou Yi denied it at the beginning, she wouldn't have to insist on telling her plan.

Zhou Yi, who drank tea instead of wine, didn't say much, but raised the porcelain cup with an encouraging look and took the initiative to clink glasses with her: "Don't forget that most of my current income is in US dollars."

In this era when the exchange rate between the US dollar and the RMB is still at 1:8.x, if his income from singles, albums and copyright distribution is really converted into RMB, basically many companies' net profits are not as much as his.

For example -

Tencent is the first Internet leader to start making profits, and if I remember correctly, they only had a net profit of more than 140 million RMB last year.

That's it, and he hasn't counted the fixed income from several big endorsements every year.

"Yes, yes, the famous Zhou Yiyi."

Cheng Hao teased Zhou Yi about the nickname that was circulated on the Internet before.

Sometimes it's no wonder that so many people in the entertainment industry are trying their best to enter the international market. In addition to the improvement of their status, if they really enter the international market, it can bring huge benefits to the artists themselves.

"35 million is just a drop in the bucket, it's nothing."

Zhou Yi pretended to be modest but actually waved his hand: "Oh, I can't say it's nothing, it will make me look too arrogant, it's just average."

Cheng Hao was amused and laughed: "Okay, then I will contact Zhang Xiaolong, the vice president of Broad Group, about the acquisition around the eighth day of the first lunar month."

"Well, I---well? Who are you talking about?"

Zhou Yi, who hadn't taken it seriously, was stunned for a moment when he heard this familiar yet unfamiliar name: "Zhang Xiaolong?"

"Have you heard of him?"

Cheng Hao was a little surprised at first, but then he thought that Zhou Yi's investment in the Internet was indeed interesting, so he was not surprised: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot that Zhang Xiaolong was a big shot in the Internet world in the past."

This email software called foxmail was developed by him, and he spent more than 100,000 yuan. Later, Broad Group bought both him and the software for 12 million yuan. This appreciation rate is a reflection of the end of the domestic Internet craze.

"I still have information about him and Broad Group."

Seeing that Zhou Yi seemed to be a little interested, Cheng Hao, who felt that he seemed to have hit the jackpot, turned around and took out a document from the cabinet under the bar and handed it to Zhou Yi.

The latter opened it and saw that the vice president Zhang Xiaolong looked exactly like what he remembered. Oh, maybe just a little younger.

While reading the information, Zhou Yi carefully searched for relevant information in his memory and raised his eyebrows in surprise-

"Awesome, Cheng Hao, you can dig this person out. He has been silent for two years."

Zhang Xiaolong, the father of the future small and beautiful.

He originally thought that among the four major portals, only Tencent had no important relationship with him, and it was just a simple contractual transaction relationship.

He never expected that there was a roundabout way to acquire shares-

In 2005, after the listing of Tencent, in order to cope with the impact of MSN and its email system, it spent a huge amount of money to acquire foxmail, which had grown into the second largest service provider in the domestic email industry. Zhang Xiaolong also began to enter Tencent's QQ email business.

If he owns foxmail at that time, then after completing the acquisition and share exchange, he can become a shareholder of Tencent without doing anything?

Fuck...

Although the father of Small and Beautiful will often be hunted down in the future because of bloated and exaggerated software problems, that is Zhang Xiaolong's own problem. What does it have to do with him, a pure cheating player who wins by doing nothing?

He Zhou Yi is just an ordinary investor.

He will bear the blame for the bitterness of Small and Beautiful.

Zhou Yi, who has long been accustomed to putting himself in the position of a white lotus, is very satisfied.

"Okay, you can study their information in the daytime. Now send Yanzi back."

Cheng Hao, who was resting his elbow on the table, noticed that Sun Yanzi's figure on the sofa was moving. He couldn't help but twist the man's arm and reminded him: "It's almost two o'clock."

"Okay."

Zhou Yi nodded.

Sun Yanzi, who was sleepy, yawned, lifted the blanket covering his body, staggered when he stood up, and fell down before he finished speaking--

"I-ah!"

Bang!

Zhou Yi, who had just walked to the sofa, had no time to reach out and hug her. Sun Yanzi, whose legs lost balance, knelt down in front of him with messy hair...

"Congratulations on your prosperity?" Zhou Yi asked tentatively while squatting down.

"?"

It was New Year's Day, and Sun Yanzi's confused eyes gradually became clear after being hit by such a blow to her knees, and then she felt wronged...

Zhou Yi: "..."

"Don't tease her, it's time."

Cheng Hao, who couldn't hold back his laughter, also came over and pushed Zhou Yi, squatted down and rubbed Sun Yanzi's knees for him: "How is it? You shouldn't be hurt, right? Can you walk?"

"It hurts a little."

Sun Yanzi, who was grinning in pain, let out a long sigh: "It shouldn't be a big problem, just go home and have a good sleep."

Sun Yanzi stood up and walked with a limp, which made the newly-washed and washed Cheng Hao feel very uncomfortable. Xiao Yaxuan, who came out in pajamas, was stunned: "Yanzi, what's wrong with your leg?"

"I bumped into it when I got up accidentally, it's nothing."

Sun Yanzi, who put one hand on Zhou Yi's shoulder, smiled and waved: "Then I'll go back first, bye~"

"Bye~"

After saying goodbye to the two women, Sun Yanzi, who was limping, moved his steps with difficulty, and a slight "hissing" sound burst out from his mouth from time to time. Zhou Yi, who didn't take it seriously at first, frowned immediately: "Does it hurt?"

With such thin arms and legs, he didn't break a bone?

"It's okay, it's similar to the time when I fell while filming the MV before. I have experience with this. There is safflower oil in my room. It will be fine after rubbing it."

"... I'll carry you back."

"Ah?"

"What? Come up quickly. If you are injured, it's better not to walk too much." As a fitness expert, Zhou Yi is more sensitive to muscle and knee injuries than ordinary people. He patted his shoulder while squatting down.

"Oh."

Sun Yanzi's face immediately showed a sly smile, and then quickly retracted it, as if nothing had happened. He lowered his head and leaned forward in the uncontrollable joy.

"Why are you still so light?"

"I want to gain weight, too. I've been trying my best to eat. What can I do if I don't gain weight..."

Sun Yanzi, who was carried by Zhou Yi all the way back to his home in the elevator, didn't look like he was in pain at all. His voice was getting stronger and stronger.