Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

Leaning back on his office sofa, Chen Yansen glanced at the comment section and posted a reply: ”From now on, the passphrases will be announced on Toutiao and Weibo simultaneously. To make it up to the users who missed the first round, I will also be drawing 33 daily winners for the 10,000 yuan grand prize from my Toutiao followers.”

As soon as the message was posted, the Weibo site began to lag again, but this time it didn’t crash.

”Dad Chen only has 5.7 million followers on Toutiao! The odds of winning are eight times higher than on Weibo! Let’s go!”

”Dad, love me just one more time! I don’t care about getting a red packet, but my name has to be on that list for the grand prize!”

”Dad Chen is so generous! Dropping 10.88 million just like that!”

Toutiao’s download count skyrocketed. Normally, it would see around one million new downloads per day, but in the short half-hour after Chen Yansen announced he would be posting passphrases on the platform, downloads increased by 1.7 million.

As soon as it struck twelve, the passphrase was updated again: ”I’m waiting for you on Toutiao.”

Shockingly, they were all gone in under three seconds.

Each round contained 100 large red packets worth 888 yuan. Spread across tens of millions of users, the chances of winning one were actually minuscule. However, the sight of dozens of lucky winners posting screenshots one after another created the illusion that they were easy to get.

After the 1:00 PM round ended, some sharp-eyed netizens suddenly realized that the passphrase seemed to appear on Toutiao two seconds earlier than on Weibo.

Because of this, Toutiao’s download numbers surged dramatically.

Liang Bo stared at the data backend. From 11:30 AM to 5:00 PM, they had gained a staggering 7 million new users, with downloads exceeding 7.4 million.

The cost of acquiring a single user was just 1.56 yuan!

And with more than two days left in the red packet event, if they could add another 20 million users, the acquisition cost would fall even lower.

By 10:30 that night, Chen Yansen’s follower count on Toutiao had surpassed 15 million, while his Weibo followers reached 50 million, giving him an insurmountable lead over whoever was in second place.

His status as a twenty-year-old with a net worth of fifty billion US dollars, combined with his outstanding physique and handsome features, had made him a sensation. Experiences like being interviewed on a CCTV celebrity program and appearing in the American edition of *Time* magazine made Chen Yansen unbelievably popular on the internet in 2012.

The comment sections were filled with people clamoring to call Chen Yansen ”Dad.”

’Seems like in my past life, only Cheng Guo ever called me that.’

Chen Yansen chuckled in spite of himself, muttering softly.

Using passphrase red packets to promote Orange Pay was like killing three birds with one stone; Toutiao and Pinbei Mall gained a great deal of traffic as well.

With this in mind, Chen Yansen pushed open his office door, took the elevator down to the first floor, and walked straight into Building Six.

A giant LED screen on the first floor displayed the real-time sales total for Pinbei’s Double Twelve event: 3.74 billion Hua Yuan!

With only an hour and a half left until midnight, the final transaction volume would likely hit around 4 billion Hua Yuan. This was a full 43% drop compared to the single-day sales during Double Eleven.

But this was perfectly normal. There was only a one-month gap between Double Eleven and Double Twelve.

There was a limit to consumer demand!

”Class President, Mr. Huang and the others are on the second floor,” Xu Xingxing, who had been busy with reports, reminded him with a smile when she saw him.

”Tell Lao Huang it’s the usual rule: everyone clocks out at midnight. I won’t be going up.”

Chen Yansen stopped, glanced only briefly at the data, and then spoke to Xu Xingxing.

”Okay,” Xu Xingxing replied, her eyes crinkling as she smiled and nodded.

After speaking, Chen Yansen turned, pulled out his phone to send a text to Meng Jie, and then casually picked out a Bentley and got inside.

A moment later, Meng Jie came jogging out of the building. Like a little thief, she furtively slipped into the passenger seat.

”Let’s go, Chen Yansen!”

Meng Jie said with a beaming smile, waving her arms.

In her mind, the villa Chen Yansen had bought near Delta Park was the first house he’d ever owned, so naturally, she had to go see it.