From Taobao intern to the father of Pinduoduo

Chapter 50 Proposes a Name Change

"Oh?" Wang Jialei thought about it for a moment and felt that Lin Mu's words made sense.

They had just taken over Taobao Mall and were extremely busy every day, so they lacked a grasp of many details.

This further convinced him that bringing Lin Mu into the team was the right choice.

He said, "Lin Mu, your idea is good. I will go back and report it to President Zhang. We will then discuss and come up with a new name internally, and then buy some press releases to promote it in the public sphere."

"Oh, right," Wang Jialei said, slapping his forehead, "I have a favor to ask."

Lin Mu said, "Please speak."

"You're quite famous on the intranet and forums now. Recently, both internally and externally, everyone's been talking about canceling Taobao Mall. Why don't you write a post arguing that Taobao Mall must exist, and then make a high-profile transfer to Taobao Mall?"

"Setting an example to prove one's judgment is a very good thing to promote, and it can give us an edge in the public opinion arena."

"But this does pose a certain risk for you. If it's inconvenient for you, I'll write this post myself."

How so?

If Lin Mu didn't know about Tmall's future achievements, this would indeed be a risky thing.

Because if Taobao Mall were to quietly disappear in the future, he would become a clown. But doesn't he have a vision for the future?

Lin Muyi said righteously, "People should put their words into action. I will take full responsibility for this little public opinion storm."

"Great, that's generous!" Wang Jialei couldn't help but give a thumbs up, then handed Lin Mu two pieces of mutton rolls and said, "I think this nickname of mine is more suitable for you."

Lin Mu seized the opportunity and said, "I have no objection. How about we try changing our nicknames? I've been wanting to get a rare title for a while now."

Wang Jialei chuckled and said, "Well, we'll discuss that later."

……

The matter of Lin Mu's job transfer has not been finalized so quickly.

He has a lot of work to hand over and handle, and he plans to have Li Zhi and Factory Director Mao both open a flagship store on Taobao Mall. After Double Eleven, they will be among the first store owners to benefit from the traffic bonus.

Meanwhile, inside the student dormitory.

Zeng Wen finally received the package delivered to the security office. He went to the security office, carried the package back to his dormitory, and opened it to find a box of old-fashioned Guangcheng bread and a carton of buffalo milk inside.

Zeng Wen first opened the bread box and counted the bread; there were indeed exactly 30 packs inside. He then glanced at the packaging and saw that, just as the store manager had said, there were only two months left until the expiration date.

Zeng Wen scratched his mouth. Okay, he'd just have to eat more these next two months and finish the bread quickly. He'd just made the round trip and was a little hungry.

He tore open the packaging and took a bite of bread. Chewing and chewing, the taste of the bread was nothing special, just a childhood memory.

He reached into the milk carton, took out a can of milk, and sucked on it.

Mmm, a rich, creamy aroma hits my brain.

This buffalo milk is delicious! He hasn't had such good milk in a long time.

Just as Zeng Wen was eating breakfast to replenish his energy, the dormitory door clicked open, and a group of roommates returned. Seeing Zeng Wen eating breakfast, they immediately swarmed around him like hungry dogs.

One person muttered, "Well, you old Zeng, you're actually hiding in the dorm eating all by yourself."

Another person said, "Everyone who sees it gets a share, everyone who sees it gets a share, have some."

Another person said, "Hey, I used to eat this bread when I was a kid, but I haven't seen it in ages. Old Zeng, where did you buy it?"

As we all know, if you leave 100 yuan on your dorm desk and come back in three days, the money won't be missing; but if you leave a lighter, a pack of cigarettes, or a bag of snacks on your desk and leave for three hours, when you come back, the desk will be completely empty.

Zeng Wen painstakingly protected the buffalo milk, preventing the delicious milk from being stolen.

As for the bread, it only costs 5 cents each, so if my roommates snatched it, so be it. I'll just say my sons are being unreasonable.

Zeng Wen replied to a classmate, "Hey, you don't need to buy any if you want some. I have about thirty loaves of bread here. Take as many as you like. I bought these on Taobao. They only cost 5 cents each."

"What the heck?" the Cantonese man exclaimed in surprise. "When I was a kid, they cost around 1.2 yuan each, and now they're 0.7 yuan cheaper? Wait, doesn't that include shipping? How can they be selling for 0.5 yuan each? Could this be a counterfeit or substandard product?"

Zeng Wen explained in detail, "It's not a counterfeit or substandard product. This is a food product nearing its expiration date, meaning it will expire in a few months. Also, there was a system bug when I bought it, so the seller waived the shipping fee for me."

Zeng Wen recounted his experience buying bread. Someone remarked, "Taobao really does sell everything! Son, to prevent your bread from expiring, Dad will eat a few for you."

As he spoke, he grabbed a few loaves of bread and tossed them onto his bedside table.

Zeng Wen rolled his eyes, then remembered something and said, "By the way, Lao Guang, don't you have a digital camera? Can I borrow it for a moment?"

The man from Guangzhou took out a digital camera and handed it to him, asking, "What do you need the camera for?"

Zeng Wen explained, "This store has a promotion, and they asked me to post on Taobao's food forum and take some photos. If I get a lot of likes on the forum, I might win a free meal."

In the 2008 mobile phone market, feature phones, smartphones, and some PHS phones coexisted.

Taobao's food forum not only supports posting pictures, but also short videos.

However, Zeng Wen's phone wasn't a smartphone and didn't have a camera. To upload the photos, he needed to use a camera, then export them from the camera's memory and upload them to his computer.

One person couldn't help but complain, "I think this is outrageous. With so many discounts, how can this business really make a profit?"

An old Cantonese man said, "The buyer is never as shrewd as the seller. Maybe this merchant is using this to clear out inventory and boost sales."

Zeng Wen nodded; he agreed.

He fiddled with his camera, took a few pictures, put the bread and milk together, and then said, "You guys who ate my bread have to work for me, so go register accounts on the food forum and give me some likes."

These roommates weren't the type to just eat and not do any work; having eaten Zeng Wen's food, they were naturally willing to help.

Soon, Zeng Wen posted on a food forum. He even used a clever title for the post: **Shocking! This old-fashioned Guangzhou bread, paired with this milk, is given a new lease on life**.

In the post, he wrote several hundred words, describing his childhood memories of this bread and how cheap it was.

At the end, he praised Taobao's "buy one thing at a time" feature, which allowed him to find a particularly delicious milk.