38: Chapter 38 Live Streaming E-commerce?

Faced with Qin Mo's inquiry,

Zhao Lei answered honestly.

"The framework for the mall was set up long ago. Previously, only a few merchants who were open to advertising had access, so the scale was very small."

"During this period,"

"we opened the entrance to more manufacturers and contacted a large number of sellers. The number of merchants joined has increased by who knows how many times."

"The full version of the mall will be online in a few days."

Zhao Lei paused, his tone becoming a bit more cautious.

"But Boss, to be honest, even if the Douyin Mall feature goes online, it probably won't have much of an impact."

"At most, it just completes our ecological closed loop, allowing users to place orders without having to jump out of the app after seeing an ad on Douyin."

"But even if we've contacted a large number of manufacturers, compared to Taobao and JD.com, the number of products in our mall is still pitifully small."

"And,"

"even if users have the habit of online shopping, they will definitely still go to Taobao. Who would specifically come to Douyin to buy things?"

Qin Mo didn't answer directly, just leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a moment.

"The mall is intended to launch another ecosystem."

"Go ahead and handle the mall's affairs properly. Also, rent the floor below Riot Games; it will be of great use then."

Zhao Lei was already used to Qin Mo's way of answering with just enough information. He didn't press further, nodded, and turned to walk out.

The office fell silent.

Qin Mo leaned back in his chair, fragments of memories from his past life churning in his mind.

In his past life, the highest sales for a single Livestream E-commerce session wasn't a few million or tens of millions—it was over ten billion!

Ten billion.

A figure that would make traditional e-commerce platforms hold emergency meetings overnight.

Furthermore, with Livestream E-commerce, the platform takes a cut. Even if it's only ten percent, a ten-billion-dollar sales session would result in a one-billion-dollar commission.

One must realize that in this world, Livestream E-commerce didn't even have a prototype yet.

Something that Taobao pioneered in his past life would likely explode on Douyin first in this life.

Though,

the daily active users (DAU) of Douyin in this world couldn't yet compare to the peak of his past life, twenty million DAU was enough for the Livestream E-commerce model to take root and sprout.

This world had Taobao, JD.com, and mature e-commerce infrastructure, but no Livestream E-commerce.

Brand owners were used to burning money on Taobao's Zhitongche, placing splash screen ads on Weibo, and throwing sponsorship fees at TV shows.

They had yet to see a streamer offer a low price in a livestream room and have hundreds of thousands or even millions of people place orders simultaneously.

And this was the next step for Douyin to truly sweep the nation.

It would also cause Douyin's financial figures to jump significantly.

...

Two days later.

Qin Mo took the elevator down to the newly rented floor.

Just as the elevator doors opened, a familiar shrill voice echoed from the hallway.

"Why is a perfectly good beauty salon closing down? I come here for treatments every month!"

A young girl in a uniform stood at the front desk, trying to explain something in a polite tone.

Standing opposite her was a curly-haired woman—the same one Qin Mo occasionally bumped into in the elevator during his daily commute.

The woman was clutching a beauty card that was almost worn colorless.

"Ma'am, this card actually expired long ago. Our boss only kept giving you the discount because you're an old customer."

"Our salon's lease is up anyway, and this floor has already been rented by someone else. We can't continue operating."

"Expired? What do you mean expired! I topped it up with five thousand yuan back then! Is this how you cheat regular customers?"

The beauty salon receptionist finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Ma'am, there's a limit to being a cheapskate. The card clearly expired long ago, yet you kept demanding the discount price. We put up with it before, but now that we're leaving, you still want to take advantage?"

Hearing this,

the curly-haired woman was about to explode in a rage, but at that moment, she caught a glimpse of a figure by the elevator door from the corner of her eye.

She turned her head and saw Qin Mo.

She hurriedly composed her expression and tossed the beauty card aside as if she didn't care at all.

"Isn't this the kid from the Qin family? What are you doing here?"

She knew Qin Mo's company wasn't on this floor and hadn't expected to run into him here.

She lived in the same residential complex as Qin Mo's parents and had known him for a long time. She had a son of her own who originally had good grades but chose to stay at home and live off his parents after graduation.

Since then, she had always hoped that Qin Mo wouldn't amount to much either.

Finally,

after seeing Qin Mo's previous entrepreneurial attempts fail, she had breathed a sigh of relief.

Only by saying a few words whenever she met Qin Mo could she forget about her idle son at home.

"What, that company of yours hasn't gone bankrupt yet? I see this whole floor has been rented by someone else. When they rent your floor, that little office of yours definitely won't be able to stay."

"It's going to happen sooner or later anyway, might as well close down early."

The curly-haired woman smiled, her tone carrying the superiority of an experienced elder.

Then, she raised her voice a bit more.

"Let me tell you some good news: my son recently received an admission notice from a big company."

"It's that Douyin that's been so popular lately, you know it, right? Its market value is at least several billion or even ten billion."

"They offered my son a yearly salary of hundreds of thousands to be a vice president. Once he's in, I'll put in a good word for you. Coming to sweep the floors at a big company like that would earn you more than that crummy company of yours."

Listening to her, Qin Mo showed no expression at all.

Before he could speak, a series of hurried footsteps came from the end of the hallway.

Zhao Lei came jogging over holding a stack of documents, followed by several workers carrying toolboxes and a long, unopened sign.

"President Qin, this floor is almost cleared out. The renovation team will move in this afternoon."

Hearing this,

the woman was stunned. Wasn't his company about to go bankrupt? Where did the money come from to rent another floor?

Qin Mo had no intention of staying a second longer.

"I have things to do, so I won't stay to chat."

After saying that, he turned and walked inside. Zhao Lei followed behind, glancing back at the woman who was still standing there in a daze, and asked in a low voice.

"Boss, who was that?"

"A neighbor from my parents' complex, but she won't be for long. I've already bought a new house for my parents."

As the two of them gradually left,

the workers from before had already unpacked the long sign and leaned it against the hallway wall.

Printed on it were four words—Douyin Mall.

Below that was a line of smaller text: Subsidiary of Douyin Group, Inspur Technology.

The curly-haired woman stared at those words for several seconds.

Her lips quivered, and her face instantly turned incredibly pale.

Although she hadn't known which company Douyin belonged to before, she knew that the company Qin Mo started was called Inspur Technology.

...

This floor had already been roughly divided into several cubicles, and the freshly painted walls still gave off a faint smell of lime.

Workers were running wires across the ceiling, and unopened LED light strips and several rolls of gray carpet were scattered on the floor.

Each cubicle wasn't large, just enough to fit a desk, a few chairs, and a set of lighting equipment.

Zhao Lei stood at the entrance of one of the cubicles and looked inside, then turned to ask Qin Mo.

"Boss, what exactly are these cubicles for? This doesn't look like an office, nor does it look like a warehouse."

"These are reserved for streamers."

Qin Mo stood in the center of the floor and looked around.

"Streamers?"

"Why would we need to sign streamers? And isn't this floor for Douyin Mall? Why are there streamers?"

Faced with Zhao Lei's questions, Qin Mo was about to answer

when his phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and looked.

It was a message from Lin Xiao, with only one line of text.

"Boss, dota 2 has released a trailer."