Chapter 119 Mr. Xie's Garden
The bosses of several leading taxi companies did not handle their affairs well, and only 70% of the taxis resumed normal operations during the next morning rush hour.

The remaining 30% of small taxi companies have decided to either completely drive online ride-hailing vehicles out of Harbin, or fully integrate their taxis into the online ride-hailing platforms. At the same time, they will strengthen supervision and strictly prohibit private illegal taxis from accepting orders from online ride-hailing platforms.

The local relevant departments responded with an ambiguous attitude and temporarily arranged for idle buses of government functional departments to be used as taxis to carry passengers and make up for the missing market supply share.

It seems that the intention is to force the remaining taxi companies to resume work unconditionally, but administrative means are not used to force them to do so. The two sides still have room for discussion, and it is likely that they are waiting for higher-level policy directions.

This is a development trend that Liu Qing is happy to see. No matter how Didi squeezes into Harbin, it can gradually radiate the entire Heilongjiang provincial market.

“A blessing in disguise.”

In the hospital ward, Song Anli pursed her dry lips and said thoughtfully: "It would be better if Didi could sign an exclusive cooperation agreement with the local taxi company. Even if long-term exclusive cooperation is not possible, as long as Didi enters the local market ten days or half a month earlier than Kuaidi, it can generate great advantages."

"Liu Qiming and Tang Man will stay in Harbin to help Liu Qing connect with government public relations resources. I'm going to Beijing, you go back to Shanghai first." Xie Jingxing did not comment.

This blessing in disguise is based on the premise that he used his own resources to offer a large amount of substantial benefits. The contradiction between taxis and online ride-hailing services is irreconcilable, and he cannot do this every time. What can be achieved in the follow-up negotiations depends on how capable Liu Qing is.

Song Anli looked up at the last bottle of IV medicine hanging on the bedside bracket: "I feel fine now."

"The bidding for the Yunshan Group's business spin-off and listing project has ended and has been determined to be given to Juntai. This project is the benefit exchange I asked Lao Xie for before, so I need you to monitor the general process on my personal behalf. It is not convenient to arrange for other people to follow up." Xie Jingxing explained.

Song Anli felt quite amazed to have transformed from an intern to an important client. She nodded seriously and said, "Is there anything that needs special attention?"

"Finance, equity restructuring, and listing time schedule, these are roughly the three aspects, which are similar to the IPO topics we did during our internship."

Xie Jingxing's tone sounded a little strange. Song Anli blinked and thought for a while before asking, "Which business does Yunshan plan to split out and list on the market?"

"Pesticide, fertilizer, agricultural machinery sales, as well as some patents in agricultural plant protection and other scattered businesses." Xie Jingxing gave a complicated answer.

Old Xie is a very evil person. He does not pay out for core businesses such as grain planting, land leasing, livestock breeding, warehousing and transportation. Instead, he packages businesses that require time and money to accumulate technology into fraudulent businesses. He expects that by putting some thought into the financial aspect, he will be able to defraud tens to hundreds of billions of cash from the secondary market through equity leverage.

If nothing goes wrong, the listing schedule should be next summer, which will coincide with the bull market and may bring some unexpected surprises.

It was also around the time when leaders of many small domestic banks lined up to take the bank account, liquidity in the primary market shrank, and there were signs of a wave of bankruptcies among highly leveraged private enterprises.

It is said that Lao Xie has set his sights on a private enterprise in LN Province that is engaged in emerging green agricultural ecology. The enterprise is currently very popular in the secondary market and is frantically raising funds and leveraging for expansion. If necessary, he can think of a solution next year.

Yunshan will first invest some money or cooperate with it, and then wait for the spin-off and listing project to be successfully completed next year, artificially detonate the company's book capital risk, and thus acquire high-quality assets at a low price.

In the next three years, the companies that have collapsed due to high leverage will surely inject new development momentum into Yunshan Group... Old Xie is about to enter the cannibalistic mode. Compared with his biological father, Xie Jingxing feels ashamed. He is simply a good man for ten generations...

After briefly discussing the work arrangements, Song Anli finished infusing the last bottle of medicine. She disliked the millet porridge breakfast that the nurse brought to the ward and insisted on going to the breakfast shop outside the hospital to drink soy milk.

Seeing that she was deliberately acting like she was in great health and enjoyed everything she ate, Xie Jingxing let her do as she pleased. After eating a bowl of soy milk, two fried dough sticks and half a plate of pickled vegetables, she burped and her dry lips regained some color.

As expected, on the way back to the inpatient ward, Song Anli started to act up: "I ate a little too much, I want to take a walk to digest the food."

"My flight is at 10:30 in the morning." Xie Jingxing glanced at her wearing a hospital gown and a windbreaker.

"It's quite early. Did Mr. Liu book the ticket for you?"

Song Anli thought of something and continued, "Have you prepared your luggage? How many sets of clothes should you bring? Formal or casual clothes... Have you booked a hotel? Don't forget to arrange for someone to pick you up at the airport... Otherwise, I'll go with you. I can really do it."

"I'm going to talk to Cheng Wei about the subsidy plan and the next round of financing. I'll be back to Shanghai soon." Xie Jingxing curled his lips helplessly.

Song Anli raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Just arrange your schedule, after all, I have always been doing this work."

"I lived for more than twenty years before you died."

Xie Jingxing's words warmed Song Anli's heart. The two of them walked into the inpatient building silently. When they were about to enter the elevator, a middle-aged woman appeared out of nowhere and blocked their way.

The woman was slightly plump with long curly hair, and looked tired and haggard with bloodshot eyes. I had seen her at the dinner table yesterday afternoon. She was the family representative of one of the main suspects among the taxi drivers.

"What's the matter with you?"

Xie Jingxing grabbed Song Anli's shoulder, and Li Yan took two steps forward from the side without making a sound.

"Hello, Mr. Xie. My mother and I are here to visit Assistant Song on behalf of my father's colleagues. I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday."

A tall and pretty girl who was accompanying the woman raised the fruit basket and milk in her hand and said, "We don't have the elevator card, and we don't know your contact information. We can only wait for you here."

"Thank you. We are preparing to be discharged from the hospital. You can take your things home." Xie Jingxing responded politely without thinking.

The middle-aged woman explained nervously: "Boss Xie, my husband is not the main culprit. The words we said at the dinner table yesterday were taught by the lawyer hired by his company's boss. We are just ordinary people, and we really don't have the courage to cause you trouble..."

"I understand how you feel. Let me give you some contact information. You can contact Didi and the victim's family."

Xie Jingxing saw some busybodies looking at him, and he immediately waved his hand to interrupt their kind words of persuasion.

Yesterday, Song Anli was drunk and passed out. She had no idea what happened afterwards. She tried her best to use her brain to keep up with the conversation. She moved her body closer to his arms, looking weak and uncomfortable, as if she needed emergency treatment.

Xie Jing Xing hugged her: "Sorry, please make way, we have to go back to the ward."

"Mr. Xie, you are a major shareholder of Didi Chuxing. You must have a say in whether Didi Chuxing should be held accountable. Please help us!"

The girl was smart. She raised her voice and pulled her mother to stand side by side to block the elevator door with their bodies. Li Yan looked around at the crowd gathered around and felt more embarrassed than eating shit and had no idea where to start.

Song Anli leaned close to Xie Jingxing's ear and whispered, "Let's go first and let Li Yan stay."

"Xie Jingxing, don't leave! I'm studying art, and the teachers in our school are very influential in society! Don't think that all taxi drivers are ordinary people who can be bullied at will. If you don't give us justice, I will go to the media to expose you!"

The little girl yelled with all her might and pinched her mother secretly. Her mother came to her senses and started to make a scene, crying and shouting that the common people were going to be destroyed by the capitalists and that there was no justice in the world.

This time it was Li Yan's turn to use his arms and body as a human shield to forcibly stop the mother and daughter. His clothes and coat were torn by scratches and scratches, and the onlookers took out their mobile phones to record the video.

Song Anli reacted quickly, opened her windbreaker and hugged Xie Jingxing's waist tightly, avoiding all sights and quickly left the scene.

"Are they the suspect's family members?"

A few minutes later, on the way back to the hotel from the hospital, she finally sorted out her thoughts. Xie Jingxing rubbed his nose and exhaled: "The family of the mastermind, both of the deceased have a direct relationship with her father."

"This little girl is too unreasonable."

Song Anli paused and added in a low voice, "When one is desperate, he will try any possible means."

"Ask Liu Qing to pay attention to the families of those involved in the conflict, and ask the relevant departments to cooperate in controlling the situation. If public opinion is aroused, the local officials will not be in a good mood either." Xie Jingxing leaned back in his chair with his head raised.

Song Anli hesitated: "Will Didi be sued?"

"The temperature has dropped, and the perfume you use is a bit irritating to me." Xie Jingxing lowered the car window and breathed in the fresh air.

Song Anli stared at him and said, "Just like the entrepreneur who splashed ink at the entrance of Didi last time."

"...We are all dust under the grand narrative. If the online car-hailing industry is stopped next, more families will be broken up and people will die." Xie Jingxing said calmly after a few seconds of silence.

Song Anli was speechless. Today's experience was more impactful than the last time she felt it at the entrance of Didi. Until the car arrived at the entrance of the hotel, she shook her head and said, "I'll change to a lighter perfume. What scent do you want?"

"Tea scent, I'll ask the perfume lab to customize a few."

Xie Jingxing was very familiar with this matter. When he first suffered from rhinitis, he customized perfumes for Yu Tong and Zhou Fenglan respectively. In particular, he asked the Loewe brand perfume laboratory to customize a very successful perfume for Yu Tong, which was almost sold to the public in limited quantities.

He wanted to make that perfume into a series of perfumes similar to Chanel's Coco Mademoiselle, named after his last name - Mr. Xie's Garden·Ms. Buer.

The female perfumer reluctantly accepted this rustic name, but when she brought Zhou Fenglan to the perfume laboratory to test the fragrance, she prepared to create Mr. Xie's Garden·Ms. Lan.

The female perfumer was very unethical and told Zhou Fenglan the name of this series of perfumes. Xie Jingxing was beaten up by the women's mixed doubles, and eventually the series of perfumes came to nothing.

Since we can't handle Zhou Fenglan and Yu Tong, we can just make do by letting Song Anli and Pei Fei line up in the sequence.

Xie Jingxing was very much in the spirit of Ah Q, thinking to himself with pride, while taking out his luggage from the hotel and happily heading to the airport alone to catch his flight.

"Do I smell strong of perfume?" Song Anli asked as she watched the car disappear from her sight.

Li Yan was in agony and thought, you two have been hugging for a long time, how can I respond to this? On the surface, he analyzed seriously: "People with rhinitis are more sensitive to smells than normal people."

"Then make it a little lighter."

A cool breeze blew past her nose, smelling slightly cold. Song Anli smoothed a strand of hair that was blown across her forehead, her expression dazed.

The destruction of a family is not as important as the faint smell of perfume. What can make him care? Or can he just accept it indifferently?

Song Anli asked herself this question in her heart, but she had no answer for the time being. She raised her head and looked at Li Yan: "We will meet with the city leaders this afternoon, and tomorrow we will go to Jingyue City to meet up with the Yunshan Group split project team and return to the Magic City."

"I'll re-plan the security plan."

Li Yan perked up and responded. He felt that Song Anli seemed to have a new understanding of her own position compared to the past few days abroad. She was a little less like an assistant...

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Noon, Beijing.

Xie Jingxing walked into the Didi office with a backpack on his back. The public office area was in chaos and the phone kept ringing. Administrative staff holding piles of documents and network administrators in blue work clothes bumped into each other.

Several decoration workers were squatting on the ground assembling brand new office desks and chairs. At the door of the conference room, two groups of people were cursing at each other and fighting for the conference room.

"This month, the market expanded faster than expected and there was a shortage of manpower. The HR department was very busy recruiting. Many old employees who could afford it switched to working online from home. We rented several meeting rooms in a nearby hotel as training venues for new employees, but the office space was still not enough."

With the door of the independent office closed, the ears were barely quiet as Cheng Wei introduced the situation with a hint of joy and worry.

Xie Jingxing was now immune to his naturally frustrated face, and he got straight to the point and said, "Liu Qing has already told you about your difficulties."

"WeChat Pay and App Store informed us of this month's user growth data. A week ago, the customer growth rate reached its peak. This week, the subsidy intensity remains unchanged, and the user growth rate is slowly declining."

Cheng Wei simply laid his cards on the table: "This means that we have reached the temporary upper limit of the stock market. Continuing to maintain the intensity of subsidies will be ineffective in expanding the market. Our team has also reached its limit, and it is time to reduce the intensity of spending."

"Are you going to reduce the subsidies quickly?" Xie Jingxing said bluntly.

Cheng Wei gave a prepared speech: "We are the attacker, and the rhythm of the competition is always in our hands."

"Liu Qing said she wanted to acquire Bumblebee and negotiate with Kuaidi." Xie Jingxing continued to put pressure on her.

Cheng Wei leaned his arm on the desk helplessly: "I support her idea. Now Kuai is suffering more than us, but at least we have you."

This statement may sound reasonable at first glance, but upon closer inspection it is full of contradictions. Except for Xie Jingxing, all the investors behind Didi and Kuaidi, including Didi itself, have not fully understood the profit model.

Some people have suggested that the most common way for Internet platforms to operate is to generate revenue through advertising, such as checking various advertising pages on the taxi-hailing page.

But this requires a huge number of customers. After all, Didi is not a social Internet platform, and user usage scenarios are limited. Judging from the current intensity of burning money, it will take a long time for advertising to make a profit.

Some people also proposed to share profits with drivers through the platform, which is similar to the method of taking a commission on each transaction. In fact, the business model is very different, and the essence is still the traditional taxi industry's logic of collecting protection fees from drivers.

All in all, the prospects of various profit models in the online car-hailing industry do not seem very promising. Investors are numbed by the current intensity of money-burning subsidies. Tencent and Alibaba are both following suit reluctantly, and everyone wants to stop for the time being.

At least it’s not too late to figure out the profit model before spending money.

The only exception is Xie Jingxing. From the beginning to the end, he has firmly supported the money-burning strategy with many tough words. From this perspective, Didi has strong investor support, and the pressure to continue burning money is less than that of Kuaidi.

So Cheng Wei felt that there was a possibility of negotiation between Didi and Kuaidi, but the problem was that the old man in front of him seemed reluctant, and the few brief words he had spoken since entering the office made it very difficult for him to remain calm.

What I meant was that if they wanted to negotiate quickly, I would fucking spend money to kill them!

What a fighting spirit this is. Cheng Wei began to doubt his life: "Do you really have no grudge against Kuaidi?"

(End of this chapter)