Chapter 129: Mountain Moon
Chapter 129: Mountain Moon
Wang Zixu put the headset in his ear and said "Hello" twice. Ye Lan's voice came from the headset:
"Come on, little prince! Don't let life defeat you! You are the best!"
Wang Zixu was stunned: "Why is it you?"
Ye Lan said, "I'll borrow the channel to cheer you up. I thought of a slogan, 'Kill Qingyan, Wen Ai will live forever', what do you think?"
"Not very good. Doesn't even rhyme."
"Then think of one."
Zuo Ziliang interrupted and said, "Stop messing around. You're about to be connected. Let me remind you one last time: Even if you are forgotten by the whole world, don't be a quietly rotting grapefruit."
Wang Zixu knew he was speaking in code, reminding himself not to be affected by his wife's affairs. Wang Zixu smiled silently. This bald man had a delicate delicacy that did not match his appearance.
"What grapefruit?"
In comparison, Ye Lan is much more careless.
"Okay, okay, let me reiterate, you just need to announce our new contract," Zuo Ziliang said, "You can also show off your own talents and use your idol-level appeal."
"I know."
"It's time to start." Zuo Ziliang said.
"Kill Qing Yan and let Wen Ai live forever!" Ye Lan shouted from the side.
Zuo Ziliang finally got tired of Ye Lan's slogan which lacked literary quality, and said over her: "Hit the snake at its weakest point, and defeat the enemy with one move."
Then, there was silence in the channel.
Wang Zixu took a deep breath.
……
Half a month ago, Wenai app encountered the most disgusting opponent since its establishment, Qingyan.
When facing the aggressive script team, Qingyan adopted an old and effective tactic, which can be summed up in one word: piracy.
They organized several head speech therapists from the Qingyan team and sent them to Wenai to register accounts.
The script of The Little Prince was distributed in batches to all performance speech therapists, who immediately started chatting with each other after receiving the script.
Qingyan provides traffic support to this group of speech therapists, and they can get more promotion from Qingyan. For them, they can have the best of both worlds in Qingyan, but for Qingyan, it is like snatching food from a tiger's mouth.
Not only that, Qingyan also sent editors to poach people day and night. All the speech therapists who were on the list of Wenai have been poached. They promised that as long as you come, all the traffic support and daily sales promotion will be arranged, and you will earn much more than at Wenai.
In the past few days, among the top 20 on Qingyan's daily sales list, at least 15 are using Little Prince's scripts. Moreover, these people also have accounts on Wenai, and they accept orders on Wenai at the same time, just like driving online ride-hailing cars, taking orders from several platforms in turn.
The real business war is so plain and simple. Not only Qingyan did this, but several new speech therapy software companies followed suit, and the Little Prince's script became the bible in the industry.
During that time, Zuo Ziliang and Ye Lan calculated the profits and found that Qingyan's net profit was almost as high as theirs, because all the costs were spread over to Wen Ai.
In other words, they worked hard to train speech therapists and maintain a script team, but in the end the bulk of the profits were taken by Qing Yan.
Who can bear this?
The key is that this behavior is difficult to prevent. If Wen Ai does not give scripts to all speech therapists, then their core competitive advantage will be lost; if they spend time to identify who is a true Wen Ai loyalist and who is a spy, it will consume a lot of manpower and personnel expenses will have to increase.
It is almost cost-free for Qingyan to engage in piracy: even if only one spy sneaks in, he can get all the scripts of the day. Text is cheap in the electronic age, and people can forward it to everyone in the blink of an eye.
Qingyan has now turned into an abscess that is sucking blood from Wen Ai. Today is the time to prick it open.
The countermeasure Wang Zixu thought of was also very simple: upgrade the existing speech therapists' contracts.
They drafted a new standard contract. The original contract was called "A-level contract", while the new contract was named "S-level contract".
From now on, only speech therapists with "S signature" can get the new scripts and are eligible to receive training, and the platform traffic resources will also be tilted towards S signature speech therapists.
The S-signed contract has higher requirements for speech therapists. In addition to the monthly sales must be higher than 1200 (this number has been calculated and is not too high, but the profit is enough to cover the script expenses), speech therapists with S-signed contracts are not allowed to sign contracts with other similar companies, otherwise they will have to pay a high penalty.
At the same time, the script of The Little Prince will be circulated as internal information with a confidentiality clause. If it is forwarded or leaked, it will face legal action once it is verified.
This move is like removing the fuel from under the cauldron and hitting the snake at its most vulnerable part, defeating the enemy in one move.
The new contract does not directly solve the problem of "piracy". As long as Qingyan racks its brains, it may be able to train a speech therapist who can get an S-signature. Letting this speech therapist go to Wenai to steal fire can also benefit tens of millions of Qingyan families.
But this speech therapist must have the following characteristics: be loyal enough to Qingyan, be willing to face lawsuits for Qingyan, and at the same time remain indifferent to the traffic support signed by Wen Ai S, would rather only live on the minimum living allowance, and make sacrifices for Qingyan's cause, and send the exclusive script to other people free of charge.
In a capitalist society, if Qing Yan could find such a loyal person, Wang Zixu and Zuo Ziliang would have nothing to say and could only sue the other party.
Moreover, even if there is a selfless fire thief like Cheng Xing in the world, it will not help the overall situation. Because the new contract excludes non-compete, except for the top speech therapists in Qingyan who have already occupied the top position, the majority of middle and lower-level speech therapists have no reason to stay in Qingyan.
What good is a script without a speech therapist?
Before they can think of a way to deal with the situation, they will enter a vicious cycle where lack of speech therapists leads to decreased traffic, and decreased traffic leads to the loss of speech therapists.
Of course, this method is easier said than done.
If it was in the past, when Wen Ai was smaller, they would not have been qualified to issue such an S-signature contract. For a small company with no voice, issuing such a contract is simply a dead end. Who would be so stupid as to cause trouble for themselves? They would be boycotted by all speech therapists in the industry.
But in the past half month, the situation of Wenai Company has changed dramatically. The Little Prince's new work was released, and the traffic of Wenai app has also been rising steadily. Now their only worry is that there are not enough speech therapists, not enough traffic.
In this case, only a fool would not sign an S-signature. There may be a boycott, but as long as the traffic of Wenmi does not decline, the boycott will not help.
This is the reason why Zuo Ziliang specifically asked Wang Zixu to announce this decision in person: In order to minimize the emotions of the speech therapists, asking the little prince himself to speak may be the best option.
After the believer cut off the channel, he came down excitedly and said to others:
"How did I say it?"
"Not very good," Ying-chan said, "especially the last sentence, which is superfluous."
The believer was furious: "Those comments are outrageous! Shouldn't we speak up for justice?"
No one cares about him.
Xiao Ba said, "Let's not talk about this. The new contract will be announced soon. Do you want to sign the S contract?"
Everyone was silent for a while.
As members of the Wen Ai Club, several speech therapists were the first to know about the new contract, and they even raised some opinions about the contract. Ying Jiang said, "Sign it. I'm not going to use other software, so the terms have no impact on me."
The believer said, "I plan to sign it, too."
Xiao Ba said: "But, will the company take advantage of us in the future?"
His worries are not without reason. The company has its own considerations. Although the various support provided by the S-signature is attractive, it must consider the problem of not being able to move easily in the future. No one wants to be entangled in lawsuits.
The poet said, "I have studied it. The contract is only for one year, and you can freely decide whether to renew it after it expires."
"One year. I think I can wait." Xiao Ba said.
The believer said: "Listen to what the little prince says."
Although the Little Prince is also a senior executive of the company, he always gives people the feeling that he is more on the side of a speech therapist than a manager.
Wang Zixu stared at the manuscript in front of him, on which were simply written the main points of the speech and various data.
He asked Huang Da to prepare these contents, and he also polished them himself, but when he faced the barrage screen in front of him and looked at the text scrolling on it, he suddenly changed his mind.
He closed the folder.
Outside the glass curtain wall, Huang Da froze.
"Hello everyone, I am... the little prince." Wang Zixu said, "I will speak next."
His voice is compressed and converted into electromagnetic signals, which travel to each terminal at the speed of light.
Ning Chunyan sat up straight on the sofa.
"I had prepared a short speech with some very important words on it, about money, income, traffic, contracts, and some business matters. But before I say those words, I plan to say something unimportant first.
“These words have nothing to do with you, they only concern me.
"When Zuo Ziliang, the boss of Wenai Company, found me, it was the most desperate time in my life."
In the backstage, in another workroom, Ye Lan and Zuo Ziliang looked at each other.
A deep fear appeared in Ye Lan's eyes.
What is he talking about? This is different from what we agreed on.
Besides, how could the little prince despair?
As if responding to her, Wang Zixu continued: "I am sorry to show you my vulnerable side, but I promised someone that I must be honest. So I am here to tell you that before I wrote the so-called "Little Prince Love Letter", I was extremely desperate.
"I live in a very small place. China is very big, and the earth is also very big, but my living area is very small, not much bigger than the planet B612 where the little prince lives. It only takes one blind baobab tree to destroy the entire planet.
"There is a Japanese writer named Nakajima Atsushi. He wrote a short story called "Moon and Mountain Notes". The protagonist in the story wanted to become famous through poetry but never got what he wanted. In the end, he became mad with jealousy and turned into a tiger.
"'I was deeply afraid that I was not a beautiful jade, so I did not dare to work hard to polish myself. But I also half believed that I was a beautiful jade, so I was unwilling to be mediocre and live with rubble. So I gradually withdrew from the mundane world and alienated myself from the world. As a result, I allowed my resentment and shame to increasingly fuel my timid self-esteem.' This was my state at that time.
"But if a person has never succeeded, how can he believe that he is a beautiful jade? If no one understands him, how can his self-esteem not become a fragile window paper? If the world is made of baobab trees, what other choice do we have besides living on trees?
"At that time, I was split into a dozen of myself, attacking and criticizing each other. I hoped that in the fierce struggle with myself, a winner would emerge and let the winner decide everything. However, what survived was only the unattainable ideal and the inseparable desire.
"Ideals pulled at my spine, reality dragged at my wings. I either crawled on the ground or sank with my body straight, twisted between the two forces. This is why I despaired. What supported me at that time was the extremely slim hope, and even if it was hope, it seemed like deceiving myself. I don't know if I can survive without deceiving myself, but I know that I almost turned into a tiger.
"But even in the most desperate moments, I did not turn into a parasite. It is ridiculous to ride on a nag and take windmills as enemies, but it is pathetic to lie on others and suck their blood.
“I am not saying this to recall the past. What I want to say is that some people are stealing my works and illegally using them for other purposes. Whether my works are good or bad, they are the result of a series of painful experiences and are part of me. I don’t want anyone to continue stealing them.
"You can not trust yourself, but don't distort others, that's not kind. I don't know if my words can arouse the kindness of those who plagiarize the script, but I know that a contract in black and white may be more effective.
"That's the second topic, the more important thing: we're going to launch a new contract..."
Hearing this, Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Luckily, we finally got back to the topic. I thought he was going to go berserk."
She patted her chest and turned to look at Zuo Ziliang, only to find that his eyes were shining.
"That's great," Zuo Ziliang said. "This is much better than just reading a script."
"what?"
Ye Lan turned to look at Huang Da, only to find that he was also very excited: "I don't know if it will work, but I am encouraged anyway."
"what?"
Zuo Ziliang said: "Our biggest risk is that the speech therapists are not satisfied with the new contract and the results are mediocre. This way, I think it will make the speech therapists lean towards us a little bit."
After that, he turned his head and looked at Ye Lan: "The essence of business is not just the exchange of money, but more importantly trust and confidence."
"Uh..." Ye Lan had an indescribable expression.
It’s not that she didn’t believe what Zuo Ziliang said, she just felt that these words didn’t sound right coming from Zuo Ziliang’s mouth.
She didn't believe that Wang Zixu also thought the same way. No matter how you look at it, it seems that Zuo Ziliang is using the innocent Wang Zixu to gain momentum!
Of course, the effect is not bad.
On the humble Xiaoning's mobile phone, the live broadcast barrage scrolled endlessly like a river, and there was also a group chat on the dual split screen, and messages were also scrolling continuously.
"This is my ideal little prince."
“That sounds so painful.”
"Woo woo, little prince, please take my order. I want to transfer money to you!"
"..." Ning Chunyan's eyes were blank, a little confused.
She felt relieved: although she still didn't know who the little prince really was, how old he was, whether he was married, or whether he was handsome...but at least, he was a man.
Not being of the same sex was enough for her.
only……
Ning Chunyan rubbed his eyes.
Why is it that when I hear this voice and the way it speaks, I often end up thinking of someone familiar?
(End of this chapter)