Chapter 267: Billion-Dollar Dinner
Last November, Xie Jingxing organized a dinner party at the World CEO Summit. Zhang Yiming and others who attended the event were called the new forces of the Internet. During the dinner, all kinds of brainless scumbags broke in and tried to get into the social circle.

The situation is very different this year. I found a quiet restaurant and booked a private room with only ten chairs. I could enter by face recognition.

"Add another chair and don't leave."

Xie Jingxing lowered his head to look at his phone and said in a moment of leisure that everyone was at the official banquet venue at the moment, and they were asking him for the location address and rushing over.

Hu Weiwei hesitated for a moment but did not refuse. She pretended to be busy helping Song Anli prepare the drinks she brought with her to ease the embarrassment. She felt like she was taken home by her parents to a party with relatives and elders during the Chinese New Year. She was the only child at the table.

"Isn't Xiao Ma here? I just saw him and Zhang Lei from Hillhouse Capital leave first."

Cheng Wei was the first to arrive and joked, "Who's here today? No enemies, right?"

"It's hard to say. I don't know who you have a grudge against, but you do have friends." Xie Jingxing helped introduce Hu Weiwei.

Cheng Wei shook hands and said hello, "Liu Qing told me about your Mobike, a very high-quality startup project. We must cooperate. Follow Mr. Xie and you will have a good time."

Hu Weiwei was stunned. She thought that she had heard that the founder of this year's hottest Internet unicorn was very gangster-like, but this was too much like Brother Haonan from Causeway Bay.

Cheng Wei didn't take it seriously and joked to liven up the atmosphere. He sat to the left of Xie Jingxing and drank two taels of white wine without saying a word.

After filling his glass, Zhang Yiming pushed the door open, added Hu Weiwei's contact information, and then sat down next to his fellow villager to chat. Two of the three heroes of Longyan were present, and the remaining one, Wang Xing, would definitely not come, so Shen Nanpeng showed up in time to fill in.

After that, it was Qiangdong and Hillhouse's Zhang Lei with 58.com's Yao Jinbo. The first two left a seat on the right side of Xie Jingxing and shouted at the late Xiao Ma to drink three glasses of wine as punishment.

The latter came up to Hu Weiwei and socialized with her. While they were talking, Zhou Yuan from Zhihu and Chen Rui from Bilibili arrived together. The four of them finally sat down next to Shen Nanpeng.

Zhang Tao of New Dangshou, Su Hua of Kuaishou, Zhu Xiaohu of Jinshajiang...100 billion, 30 billion, 300 billion...1300 billion.

When Xiao Ma Ge made his final appearance, Hu Weiwei's mental arithmetic exceeded one trillion, and three more chairs were temporarily added, making the seating a little cramped. She was sandwiched between Chen Rui and Zhou Yuan, separated from Zhu Xiaohu, and facing Xie Jingxing.

"Mr. Ma is a big shot. You take the main seat."

She saw Xie Jingxing wanted to stand up and give up his seat, and Xiao Ma Ge walked around the chair and held his shoulder: "Hu Weiwei, why are you sitting so far away, come over here."

"I heard Zhou Hongyi said this afternoon that Mr. Xie likes to invest in people born in the 80s, especially beautiful women born in the 80s, right?" Zhang Lei responded with a bossy look.

Brother Qiangdong analyzed seriously: "There is nothing to talk about. The audience doesn't like what he said about the future of the Internet. Let's take a look at Mr. Xie."

Milk Tea Sister was born in 93. She had long felt that old Zhou Hongyi was being sarcastic to her. Everyone laughed and Xiao Ma Ge took the opportunity to sit in the empty seat reserved for her.

Hu Weiwei's face turned slightly red. As the only lady in the audience, the topic naturally focused on her.

But the old men didn't have the common dirty jokes at business drinking parties. Everyone knew that Xie Jingxing had set the stage again, and it was this young girl that would be promoted next year.

Cheng Wei felt this the most deeply. Last year, he was also a chess piece that was pushed to the front of the stage to fight for his life. Although he is still standing on the chessboard, he can also make some small moves.

"Hu Weiwei, high-precision positioning based on GPS is the future. It must be two-way intelligent and real-time tracking data. Only then can the platform have higher operational efficiency. You must persevere and don't be afraid of the temporary high costs. You will be rewarded in the future when you defeat all your competitors. We have suffered losses in this regard."

He was very open with them and talked to them from the heart. In the recent war between Didi and Uber, the other side always managed to take advantage of its operational technology.

Zhu Xiaohu took a sip of wine and said, "No matter how you look at it, high costs mean inefficient expansion. How can you talk about efficient operations when you can't even gain market share?"

"The market will eventually see good money driving out bad money. The upper limit of the single navigation and positioning technology of mobile cellular networks is obvious at a glance. The logic of being the first to enter Xianyang will be the king does not make sense." Xiao Ma Ge retorted while reeking of alcohol.

As they were talking, the situation turned into a tit-for-tat confrontation. They were all big shots that no one could afford to offend. For a moment, Hu Weiwei just smiled shyly, and her smile was quite sweet.

"The routes are just different. GPS is used for high-precision positioning to make products, while mobile cellular networks are used for low-precision transportation networks."

Xie Jingxing stepped out to mediate: "As for the future, let the market decide. Anyway, Hu Weiwei has a good attitude. If there is a loss, just treat it as charity."

"I can't drink this wine today. Come on, Hu Weiwei, I'll give you a seat."

Cheng Wei tried to ease the atmosphere whenever he could. After all, Jinshajiang helped Didi a lot in its early development, and he felt very embarrassed about the conflict.

Zhu Xiaohu stopped talking and stopped there. His smile seemed a little forced and he kept picking up the wine cup.

The student founding team of Ofo lacked technical capabilities, and the mobile cellular network smart lock they were developing had low positioning accuracy. In actual applications, problems such as being unable to unlock the lock and returning the car often occurred.

But the advantage is low cost, which is in line with his consistent advocacy of early-stage market expansion strategy regardless of cost. Since the positioning accuracy is not good, why not just give up the accuracy and set up ten parking spots within a five-kilometer radius?
This is what Xie Jingxing meant when he said that the products and transportation network routes are different. Pony Ma’s attitude is very clear. You can spend money to grab the market in the early stage, but we are confident that we can defeat you by entering the stock market stage.

Meituan, Baidu, names flashed through Zhu Xiaohu's mind one after another, and he made up his mind to gather his teammates to fight the BOSS together.

The seating arrangement in today's game was very subtle, and the factional differences that had long been rumored on the Internet were fully demonstrated. I wonder how many years they can last. Zhu Xiaohu's sarcastic eyes swept from Zhang Yiming, Su Hua, and Cheng Wei one by one, and finally fell on Xie Jingxing and Xiao Ma Ge.

After this little incident, everyone tacitly avoided expressing commercial opinions and chatted in a friendly manner.

The two old guys, Pony Ma and Qiangdong, were great drinkers, and the introverted young guys, Zhang Yiming and Cheng Wei, were not to be outdone. The scene was very joyful, and Zhou Yuan once again suggested taking a group photo.

Xie Jingxing wanted to bring up the topic of semiconductor chips several times, but he never found a suitable opportunity until he was drunk. After getting drunk, he had the nerve to talk to many old men about his loneliness.

"I really envy you. At least when you were young, you had the opportunity to make friends with like-minded people who work hard together. But it's different for me. I don't have many friends of the same age."

"Hearing you guys talking about fishing, skewers, and health, to be honest, I can't fit in at all. Sometimes when I post a picture showing off my abs, I have to block you guys, because I'm worried that you'll think I'm not serious and it will affect our business talks."

"Sometimes I feel down and think about how I have devoted my youth to my career and have to bear the achievements that I shouldn't have at my age. I feel so miserable!"

In the end, Pony Ma staggered out after drinking a pound and a half of liquor. Cheng Wei took off his glasses and looked at the ceiling with drunken eyes, thinking about the meaning of life. Both the old men and the young ones were depressed.

For everyone who could sit at this table, everyone just smiled and said nothing about Mr. Ma's words about feeling miserable because of having too much wealth, and just sat there and watched the performance of the King of Force.

But because of his youth, he felt miserable and was hated.

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At the lecture at the branch venue the next morning, Brother Qiangdong looked listless and rubbed his eyes, obviously he did not sleep well last night.

Zhang Yiming was in a daze, responding to the host's questions indifferently, and inexplicably blurted out that he wanted to participate in the Ice Bucket Challenge. Age is not a problem as long as you maintain an energetic mentality and you will always be young!
Even the host couldn't help but twitch his lips. Charles Zhang comforted him in a mean way that theoretically humans may have immortality in the future, and age is indeed not a problem.

Zhou Yuan posted a photo of the dinner last night online and wrote an article on his own Zhihu account to share the topic of conversation at the dinner table. He ended with a sentence: Every young person is richer than all the rich people in this photo combined.

Chicken soup literature is booming and earning a lot of traffic, while at the same time pushing Xie Jingxing to the forefront.

Showing off age is just a side issue. Some people have calculated the net worth of more than a dozen industry leaders and their respective companies, from e-commerce to the sharing economy, totaling over $100 billion.

Pony Ma and Xie Jingxing are completely tied together. If the Internet doesn’t take sides, they will be the enemy. Mr. Ma is the real revolutionary. These Internet giants are afraid of being subverted and are banding together to exclude him.

Various conspiracy theories have emerged one after another, the most outrageous of which is that Xie Jingxing has a lot of leverage over bigwigs. Otherwise, why would Sequoia Capital and Hillhouse Capital invest in so many Internet giants, but only Taihe Xiyou is called a "capital faction."

"Baidu was late in its shift to mobile, but it has succeeded."

The topic of the leaders' summit discussion returned to the right track. While Li Yanhong was bragging about himself, he also stepped on Zhang Chaoyang, who was half buried in the ground.

Xie Jingxing stood in the corner and thought seriously. It was difficult to discuss business at a dinner party with too many people and too many chatterboxes, so he decided to find a chance to talk to Teacher Ma in private today.

The discussion on the stage continued. Lei Jun shouted the slogan of making Xiaomi the best in the world. Apple's vice president responded on the spot. The former replied with what Mr. Ma said - you have to have ideals, what if they come true?

Mr. Ma was a little unhappy about being forced to be a shield, and immediately said that our responsibility at Alibaba is to help people with ideals realize their dreams.

Mr. Lei reminded in a gentle but pointed way that mobile phones contributed 40% of the transaction volume during Double Eleven this year. Who is helping whom to realize their dreams?
The transaction volume and transaction data are what the vice president should be concerned about. What I care about is that Alibaba can help more companies make money and cultivate more JD.com. Mr. Ma's killing has affected innocent people, and Brother Qiangdong has been hit hard and turned into the younger brother.

"From this perspective, Mr. Lei does have some Liu Bei temperament." Xie Jingxing commented softly.

Song Anli did not comment. She had just heard the latest news that Xiaomi was indeed seeking a new round of financing, and Jack Ma and Yunfeng Fund, which was formed by a large number of Zhejiang businessmen, had basically confirmed their participation.

The bickering on the stage at this moment was real and fake. Teacher Ma did not act so arrogant, and President Lei was not so humble and confident. Everything was business.

"So Alibaba is sure it won't invest in Meizu's next round of financing?" Xie Jingxing continued to ask.

Song Anli chose her words carefully: "The intention is not high, but Ji Gang is still actively following up. His idea is probably to follow up with a small amount of investment, mainly to introduce external capital."

"Where's Hu Weiwei?"

Xie Jingxing raised his hand to check the time. The discussion on stage was drawing to a close, so he planned to take Hu Weiwei to Teacher Ma to walk around for a while to test the waters.

After all, we had said before that we wanted to be good friends, and now this older brother is particularly concerned about his face.

"She left. She said something urgent happened at the company."

Song Anli's tone was strange. There were all kinds of conspiracy theories circulating at the dinner last night, some of which involved boring content involving Hu Weiwei.

(End of this chapter)