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112: Chapter 112 Taking Out One's Anger on the Camphor Tree
Lei Jun pointed at the plate of stir-fried chicken in front of him.
"Shen Fei is a very shrewd person. Why would he do this kind of low-margin business? Does he really think it's like what he said at the press conference—losing money? Giving back to users?"
Lin Bin didn't answer, but the statement was indeed too funny, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
Giving back to users, how is that possible... For all manufacturers, no matter what kind of fans they have, they are just a field of leeks, the only difference is how lush they are...
Even haters are a type of resource. After all, if they don't trash the product, how can more people learn about it?
For example, a certain SE model in the future, with the help of the 680 legend... sales were several times higher than the previous generation.
"He isn't making phones," Lei Jun said. "He is capturing users."
He picked up his chopsticks again and grabbed a piece of chicken.
"One honor play user represents one activation, and it also represents hope, representing that they will buy other products from the Chuan Yin Group. The lifecycle of this user cannot be measured by a few hundred yuan in profit. The most important thing is the ecosystem, the most important thing is the user base."
He finished chewing that piece of chicken. "We need to do this, too."
On the way back to the hotel, Lei Jun suddenly had the car pull over.
"What's wrong?" Lin Bin asked.
Lei Jun didn't answer; he got out of the car and walked into a convenience store. Five minutes later, he came out holding a Nokia E71.
"This is the best-selling phone right now," he held it up for Lin Bin to see. "Full keyboard, Symbian system, one-week standby time, a favorite among business professionals."
He paused for a moment: "Currently, Nokia's global market share has reached 36%, which is already the highest in history."
He tossed the phone carelessly onto the car seat. "But the crisis is already on the way."
Lin Bin looked at the flow of customers coming and going from the convenience store and suddenly understood what Lei Jun was talking about.
When Apple released its product in 2007, Nokia executives said: "This thing isn't durable, has no battery life, and is destined to have no market."
When the Android system was released in 2008, Nokia executives said again: "Open-source systems are not secure, and enterprise users won't use them."
This October, when Nokia's market share reached a new peak, everyone was saying: "Nokia is right. They are the eternal kings of the mobile phone world."
"Brother Bin," Lei Jun's voice came from the side, "36% is destined to be Nokia's peak; from here on out, it's all downhill."
Lin Bin also stared at the phone, a bit dazed... It seemed to be right.
"Xiaomi shouldn't be the one at the peak; we want to be the one on the climb."
[Shen Fei: Understood, always climbing.]
Back in the country, the first thing Lei Jun did wasn't to adjust to the jet lag, but to call Huang Zhang. Some anger had to be returned.
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered... The person on the other end was clearly filled with anger, and after picking up, they just left him hanging.
You couldn't blame Huang Zhang. With the actions of the headhunting team, the Meizu R&D laboratory was currently decimated. Although it was a bit of an exaggeration, all the excellent engineers in key positions had been poached...
"Mr. Huang, asleep?"
"No, I can't sleep! Isn't that thanks to you, Mr. Lei... I bared my heart and soul to you, but you did such a heart-wrenching thing."
The sarcastic tone in his words instantly amused Lei Jun.
"Mr. Huang, don't be angry. Water flows downward, and people seek higher ground. Everyone has a family to support. This time, when I went to the United States, I received support from Qualcomm..."
Lei Jun briefly explained his trip to the United States and finally asked: "Mr. Huang, are you interested in joining our Dami Company? I'll give you some equity... My marketing, plus your design, let's build the Chinese version of Apple Inc. together."
"Get lost!" After saying that, Huang Zhang hung up the phone.
Lei Jun looked at the four characters "Call Ended" on the phone screen and suddenly laughed.
"See," he said to the air, "Huang Zhang's spirit is still too small."
[Huang Zhang: You * * * ...]
At the same time, in Yangcheng. Shen Fei had just finished a day of meetings and walked out of his office, and Zhang Mingzhu was already waiting there.
"So late?" Shen Fei was a bit surprised.
"I was passing by," Zhang Mingzhu said, handing him the insulated bag in her hand. "My mom made some soup and asked me to bring it to you."
Shen Fei took it and suddenly noticed a bandage on her hand.
"What happened to your hand?"
"I was cutting fruit and wasn't careful." Zhang Mingzhu pulled her hand back.
Shen Fei didn't ask again, just placed the insulated bag on his desk. Then he looked at her, this silly girl...
"I'm going to Peking next week to handle some business. Do you want to go with me?"
Zhang Mingzhu was stunned for a moment: "Why would I go?"
"To climb the Great Wall," Shen Fei said. "Didn't you say you've never been?"
Zhang Mingzhu looked at him and suddenly smiled. "Mr. Shen, are you asking me out on a date?"
Shen Fei thought for a moment and said seriously: "I am asking my fiancée out."
Zhang Mingzhu's face turned red instantly.
"Who is..."
Shen Fei didn't speak, just smiled and opened the soup that Zhang Mingzhu had personally brewed.
The next period of time was much quieter, but this was the eve before the storm. Transsion's chip project had already entered its final stages.
The world's first 28nm chip was about to be trial-produced, which was destined to shock the world.
After receiving support from Qualcomm, Dami Company's Lei Jun quickly pulled off a big event.
December 3rd, Peking, Peking University Centennial Memorial Hall.
Lei Jun stood backstage, looking out through the gap in the curtains. The lecture hall, which could accommodate 800 people, was packed, and even the aisles were full of students. There were dozens of people in the front row without seats who simply stood near the steps at the entrance.
Lin Bin handed him a bottle of water: "Nervous?"
Lei Jun took it but didn't drink.
He remembered his first product launch at Kingsoft in 1998, when there were fewer than 50 people in the audience, half of whom were colleagues' families. Back then, he was talking about WPS; no one in the audience asked questions, so he answered his own.
Now, the 1000+ people in the audience, 80% of them came for the name Lei Jun. After all, as the Kingsoft CEO, founder of Joyo.com, and angel investor, he was worth coming for. But soon, they would come for another name: Dami Company.
"Mr. Lei, it's time," the Vice Dean of the School of Information Science and Technology at Peking University reminded him enthusiastically. After all, this was only notified two days ago; a top bigwig coming to Peking University to give a speech already proved one thing: they were more worthy of attention than the school next door.
Lei Jun put down the water bottle, took a deep breath, and walked onto the stage.
The applause was more enthusiastic than he had imagined. Lei Jun stood in the center of the stage, the spotlight on him was a bit blinding. Because it was a last-minute speech, he hadn't prepared a script, and the PPT only had a dozen pages.
This was what Steve Jobs had taught him: a press conference isn't about reading a script; it's about telling a story.
"Good afternoon, students." The scene erupted into fierce applause again. He paused, waiting for the applause to stop completely.
"My name is Lei Jun. Those who chose to come to this speech should have heard of me.
Kingsoft CEO, angel investor, some even call me the 'Cash King'. However, that was all in the past. Now, I have chosen to start my first business and established Dami Company.
So today, I want to talk to you about how to use internet thinking to make mobile phones."