Love? The Reborn Me Just Wants to Obtain Rewards-Chapter 505 - 225 Handsome and Talented_2

Su Huai shook hands with him and smiled, "Thanks for the hospitality. Sorry to trouble you. Is Mr. Jiang available now?"

"Oh no, unfortunately, Mr. Su, Mr. Jiang has suddenly got an emergency to deal with and is currently busy. How about I take you on a tour of our Ali first?" frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

"That’s perfect, I’ve been curious about your company for a long time."

Before going upstairs, Su Huai turned his head and winked at Xiaomei, who was staring with her mouth agape.

Her mouth was still open, clearly struggling to cope.

It was just a weekend apart, how did he go from getting nowhere to Mr. Jiang’s secretary welcoming him with open arms? What on earth had he done?!

Actually, it was nothing big, just the basics~~~

Accompanied by Secretary Zhu, Su Huai took a tour inside Ali, primarily wandering around the content department.

The so-called content division still had no clear responsibilities, and many departments within Taobao were under Jiang Fan’s influence, including the vital customer service department.

The so-called Taobao customer service, are fundamentally, service reps, but they are nothing like the ordinary ones.

The entire customer service floor was bustling, every rep full of energy, either typing furiously in front of computers or loudly making phone calls in the hallways.

Dressed in suits, they seemed like corporate drones but were in fact the city of Hangzhou’s biggest winners, continually propping up the commercial market and the value of Princess Platform—for those in the Magic Capital working in finance, spending had to follow the market cycle, but these reps were enjoying the high life every night, their output never stopping.

If a guy got reincarnated but didn’t have any cheats, he could simply join Taobao and become a customer service rep; for an ordinary person wanting to earn their first pot of gold, apart from betting on soccer, there was no quicker way.

Even if you didn’t have the authority to take advantage at the moment, wouldn’t it be great to enjoy the good life following the boss?

Anyway, Su Huai was genuinely envious.

Of course, he didn’t come here to envy others; he was here to meet someone.

"Secretary Zhu, I might be dealing a lot with the cosmetics category in the future, may I know who the direct person in charge of this area is..."

Zhu Yu was very sharp, caught the hint immediately, and led him to an independent office.

Knocking on the door, the volume of his voice unconsciously increased, "Old Ma, come here, I’ve got an important customer to introduce to you!"

Ma Yuyu was a balding young man around the age of 35 with dark circles like those of a panda. When he saw Su Huai’s face clearly, he was completely stunned, unable to react.

"This is... one of our clients?"

"Nonsense!" Secretary Zhu laughed and scolded, "Would I escort him personally if he wasn’t important? What are you staring for? Hurry up and greet him!"

As the others were polite, Su Huai didn’t put on airs and took the initiative to speak, "Hello, Mr. Ma."

After sitting in his office and chatting for a while, Ma Yuyu finally figured out what Su Huai was there for.

"I know about that partnership you’re trying to establish. It was Old Qi who started that, right? He was the one organizing it, wasn’t he?"

Whether it was intentional or not, Su Huai shot back with a veiled jab, "Now it’s our company that’s handling it."

He was smiling, but his presence was solid.

Secretary Zhu was also trying to smooth things over on the side, but overall the effect was limited; Ma Yuyu never made a clear stance.

Saying things like "full cooperation," the difference between lip service and genuine support was still vast.

After sitting for a while, Secretary Zhu went out to answer a call—it wasn’t clear if it was a real or a fake call, but when he came back, he looked apologetic as he informed Su Huai, "Mr. Su, the boss is still tied up at the moment. How about this, I’ll take you to meet President Yu directly?"

"Good, then let’s go meet President Yu."

Visiting Yu Feng presented no issues, the big brother had clearly made time specifically for it.

Then they started chatting, but things still did not go smoothly.

"Mr. Su, Taobao Live is in dire need of revitalization. We welcome any new streamer with open arms, not to mention you are an important client valued by Mr. Jiang, but..."

Su Huai listened quietly, as steady as Mount Tai.

Seeing this, Yu Feng did not beat around the bush and bluntly said, "The so-called traffic priority you’re talking about, that’s impossible. We need to balance many, many bowls of water, and while we can’t guarantee absolute equality, we must ensure overall fairness and impartiality, the very foundation that Ali thrives on..."

In short, despite the polite conversation and warm welcome, when it came to actual interests, they haggled over every detail.

Su Huai also tried hard to negotiate, painting big visions, but Yu Feng was slicker than an old fox, completely immune to such tactics.

Well, it looks like today was a waste of time.

Despite his patience in communicating with the other party, Su Huai had already reached a conclusion: a complete bust.

What exactly the problem was, he didn’t know.

But having a glimpse into the chaos of Ali’s internal factions, as well as the countless, sly considerations that couldn’t be untangled, was telling enough.

In essence, it boiled down to a simple core concept: turf protection.

Jiang Fan’s authority should have been sufficient, but his attention hadn’t yet shifted here. Below a county official, there were town and village chiefs—all of them, in a sense, in charge of current affairs, and all wary of Su Huai, an outsider encroaching on their power.

When he first left university in his previous life, Su Huai would never have believed such a thing.

He greatly admired and respected Ali and Tencent, yet as time stripped away the halo and, like waves refining sand, as Taobao’s monopolistic peak ebbed to share the market with Pinduoduo, JD.com, and Douyin, it was clear from the outcome that the people in Taobao hadn’t done what they should have.

So, what should I do?

Su Huai stopped worrying about the doomed Taobao and started thinking about where his own interests should lie.

The conclusion was still to exert a minimum effort for a maximum effect—leveraging others’ power. He needed to quickly win over Zhang Dayi.

Not that kind of ’winning over,’ but to bring her on board with Xingyu as soon as possible, for only she had the time, energy, influence, and was always stationed in Hangzhou, pushing everything forward.

If it were up to Su Huai to gradually work on public relations himself, after Yu Feng would come Ma Yuyu, and after Ma Yuyu, who knows who else—entertaining them, dining out, drinking, singing, going along to get along, building rapport, discreetly giving gifts... This wasn’t getting anywhere!

And Su Huai would have a hard time doing it, lacking the most important attribute—being one of ’our own.’

Through contact, Su Huai noticed that Ali’s people were very particular about this, with the concept of ’inner circle’ deeply ingrained; during casual conversation, a single addressing term could reveal the subtle closeness or distance of the relationship.

Those who used nicknames, those who called someone ’Mr. So-and-so,’ those who called someone ’Brother This-and-that,’ directly calling someone by their first name without the last... The boundaries were strict, down to the last detail.

Su Huai felt totally out of place.

This shouldn’t be the ecology of a large company, but maybe... is this common in all of them?

Su Huai decided he would serve no more.

Go to hell with your circles, I’m not playing your tedious games!

Politely taking his leave, he took the opportunity to exchange contact details, followed by a routine invitation, "President Yu, whenever you have time, let me treat you to a casual meal..."

Going on and on with heartfelt words, but the moment he stepped out, Su Huai dismissed it all from his mind.

Leaving Ali’s gate, the first thing to do: find his sister!

What sensible man does the heavy lifting himself when it comes to the big endeavors?

Isn’t it all about delegating to those who can do the job while focusing on the key points?

After today’s exchange, Su Huai once again raised Zhang Dayi’s importance, so his approach was even sweeter than before.

"Hey, beautiful, I’m in Hangzhou now, got time to meet up?"

You can’t keep using the same trick on women until it’s dead, only mediocre people do so because that’s all they’ve got. They have no choice but to cast a wide net, constantly sift through, and through large-scale trial and error find the one most suited to their approach.

But a real Ancestor Master adapts to the individual, crafting their approach around the person’s character and preferences.

Su Huai was exactly that Ancestor Master, with the moves to match, and even more unscrupulous.

His view of Zhang Dayi hadn’t changed—she was still just a business partner, nothing else—but his attitude shifted more towards friendship instead of just talking shop.

It couldn’t be helped, the implicit communication and maintenance costs when dealing with Ali were astronomically high, too much for any normal person to bear.

How much of the rampant counterfeiting on Taobao was due to these costs not reflected in the reports?

Su Huai had no intention of quarreling with those people or swindling consumers to make up for losses, so it was better to have someone more suitable for the task take charge.

The situation was quite lamentable upon reflection, yet, to pull off the job well under these circumstances was a true display of skill.

Su Huai’s thoughts were clear, and he possessed the makings of a brilliant strategist.

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My dear friends, I wish you well-being during the Dragon Boat Festival and happiness for your families. Every time I wish you well, it comes from the bottom of my heart.