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Chapter 274 Digging, digging, digging walls

Hastings has suffered a lot of insomnia recently.

He found that the moment he knew that might make him discover the new direction that Feng Yiping mentioned could not help him much now, and he was still unsure, while Feng Yiping seemed to be still moving according to his original layout in an orderly manner.

A very realistic question is, can you last until the moment you can discover Feng Yiping's real purpose? This is very questionable.

So, wouldn’t Feng Yiping officially and directly attack Netflix before that? There is no doubt that Feng Yiping would not do that. Maybe the acquisition will officially begin tomorrow.

But I, except for some ways to die together, I really have nothing to stop Feng Yiping, who is well-prepared, from attacking his Netflix.

He read the latest report with great expectations, and as expected, he did not improve any more. He was a little disappointed and proud.

What’s disappointing is that most companies in Silicon Valley have improved this year, but their own companies have performed poorly recently, which can be said to be lukewarm.

But such a lukewarm company made Feng Yiping, a Chinese boy known for his outstanding vision, miss it. This is also something that can make him proud.

After reading the report again, I silently listed my advantages in my heart. Hastings, who still felt irresistible, relaxed instead.

After so many years of starting a business, the journey has not been very smooth. When looking back on the roads I took Netflix, Hastings is often very glad that many things are not what I told the media later. When facing a difficult situation, I am so calm and believe that my strategy will work.

In fact, most of the time, when he decides to do it, how can he be fully confident?

However, I still laughed to the end, as if there was a god favoring me in the dark.

For example, in 2001, the bursting of the Internet bubble disrupted the company's IPO plan, and the company was on the verge of bankruptcy, so that the company had to lay off one-third of its employees to survive. But who would have thought that the turnaround would come on Christmas?

That Christmas, DVD players became popular gifts for no reason, and the company's DVD mail subscription business also soared unexpectedly.

Although this time was the one he felt the least confident, he believed that as long as he was always sober, did not make mistakes, and led the company to not fall down in the face of pressure, he would definitely be able to persevere until the end and finally overcome this difficulty as before.

This is actually another level of Aq spirit.

However, in many cases, especially in difficult times, this spirit can indeed help. This spirit can make you more positive and not collapse in the face of huge pressure.

After relaxing, Hastings looked at the email in the mailbox and unknowingly leaned against the chair and fell asleep, holding the mouse in his hand.

…………

But Hastings, who was asleep, did not get relieved.

He found himself confused and ran up and down a building for no reason, but he just couldn't get to where he was going. After struggling for more than a long time, he finally squeezed into an elevator. The elevator car was very small, but it was full of squeeze.

The elevator was running extremely unstable. It was not like it was simply doing upward movements, but like a reckless and anxious driver driving on a road with a serious traffic jam. It turned left, right, and braked suddenly.

In this way, in the car that was doing irregular upward movement, Hastings, who was unable to stand firmly, was frightened and nervous, but was not desperate. It was useless to despair. Or he believed that he would never have any problems in something like this, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

Just as he thought, he had been struggling in the elevator for a long time, and neither he nor the people around him shouted. Finally, the car finally rushed out of the shaft and was thrown out horizontally - and did not fall at high speed.

He had just groped and sat upright when the elevator door opened. The sun was dazzling outside and the cheers were very loud. A man who could not see clearly hurriedly pulled him out.

He looked back and saw that the other people in the elevator had disappeared. He didn't understand why, but followed the man indifferently. He found that he was in the middle of a football field, and the deafening cheers came from the audience in the surrounding stands.

Are these cheers for me? He smiled proudly and waved his hand to signal to the stands.

But after a while, he was taken to a place and found that it was a goal. It turned out that he was a goalkeeper? He must be a meritorious goalkeeper!

Before he could warm up, the whistle sounded, but, what happened, a large group of people ran into front of the goal. Although they couldn't see clearly, the football under their feet could see very clearly.

Why are so many people shooting?

He looked again and saw that the goal he was guarding was extremely large, so big that he couldn't touch the frame on it even if he jumped up, so he was naturally extremely wide. He guessed that the goal he wanted to defend could accommodate a London double-decker bus, and there was no net cover on both sides and behind.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the large group of people in front of him kicked hard, shot football from different angles at the goal.

He quickly prepared to go to the block, but found that he was actually wearing a shirt, trousers, leather shoes, and he didn't even have a set of equipment, and his hands were naked.

And those balls seemed to be coming soon. Although the angles were different, it seemed that the final landing point was on him. "f*uck," he had only had time to curse, and amid the harsh sneering of the audience in the stands, he squatted down with his hands in his arms, and the next moment, a "bang" sounded...

At this moment when it was destined to be very tragic, Hastings woke up and "Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong," someone knocked on the door patiently.

"Please come in," he said with a mentality of surviving the disaster. He habitually held the mouse, but found that the mouse was lying quietly on the carpet next to the chair. The dull "bang" sound just now was the sound of the mouse falling to the ground?

"Hastings, are you okay?" He looked up and found that the one who came in to find him was also the one who saved himself from that terrible dream. It was his old partner Mark Randolph. "We call, you never answered,"

"Oh, I'm thinking about the problem, I didn't hear it,"

"Hastings, you must know this now," Randolph did not ask him what he was thinking so obsessed with, and shouted out the door, "Come in,"

Several executives came in one after another, and all looked heavy. Hastings, who had just escaped from such a dream, couldn't stand this expression, "What's wrong, has Pearl Harbor or 911 come again?"

Everyone ignored the sarcasm in his words. "Hastings," Randolph walked around his desk anxiously with his waist on his waist. "Several departments have received accurate news. The monthly fee for members of the company is $8, which is two dollars less than ours!"

Hastings felt dizzy when he heard this, so he would have let so many footballs hit me!

He knew very well that the reason why the people in front of him seemed a little panicked was that it was PepsiCo, the market leader in this industry. It turned out that they were not qualified to be its rival PepsiCo, which had more resources, users and influence.

Before its price strategy of two dollars lower than itself every month, its own user loyalty is also a hell of loyalty!

"Hastings, you said, what should we do?"

Looking at this big ticket, he looked anxious and was supposed to solve his problems. Hastings became popular and broke out, "What should I do? Isn't this what I should ask you? Isn't this the reason why the company hires you?"

"You are very clear about the style of the company. We cannot tolerate failed employees and smart bastards. For whatever reason, if you can't solve the problem at work, then there is no reason for the company to keep you,"

"Are you going back to study the response plan now, or are you here to ask me what to do?"

"Get out," he pointed to the door, "think about how your department should deal with it, and come up with a plan for me before getting off work."

"Also, remember to straighten my waist when I go out, and don't look like my wife ran away with someone,"

He became angry all the time and treated everyone equally. Randolph, who looked very ugly, looked at Hastings, who was already working at the computer, and his mouth moved, but in the end he didn't say a word.

…………

Back at his office, the angry Mark Randolph finally couldn't help but pound on the table, "That hateful goatee," he said.

Randolph is actually a good-tempered person.

For many people who have the identity of co-founders but are not the soul of the company, this seems to be a common quality.

Overall, the main founders of well-known American high-tech companies are extremely capable and have very unique personality.

If a co-founder like Randolph had a bad temper, he would not have been able to start a business with those guys at the beginning.

However, whether it is a foreign company or a domestic company, things are often like this. When the company starts and is struggling, everyone can still think together and work hard.

When the company achieved success and everyone was worth a lot of money and didn't worry about money, their temper seemed to change with the growth of wealth. People with good tempers became increasingly difficult to tolerate the person with bad temper. Just like the other founder of Apple, Steve Wozniak, Randolph is now becoming increasingly impatienced with Hastings.

All trees in the world need skin, and all people in the world need shame.

Although he knew that Hastings was under great pressure recently, he kept himself from coming to Taiwan again and again in front of many people, and Randolph was becoming increasingly unbearable.

Now he is no longer in the mood to consider the problems facing the company.

As for the time limit for Hastings to take out the response plan before getting off work, he automatically threw it behind him.

In the evening, he wanted to accompany his wife to a charity dinner.

It is reported that many other high-tech companies in Silicon Valley will also be present, and now it is time for me to get to know more people again.

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Like all charitable gatherings in the United States, this evening charity event aimed at protecting whales was held in a mansion garden in Palo Alto. After several rounds of auctions aimed at raising funds, it became a free-to-communication social occasion.

Randolph, who spent 100,000 US dollars to buy a bottle of red wine, wandered around the scene with his wife. His performance just now made many people very interested in saying a few words to him. In just over ten minutes, he successfully exchanged business cards with several influential entrepreneurs and had a good impression of each other.

But his emotions were still very low. From the bottom of his heart, he really didn't want to leave Netflix. After all, it was the crystallization of his hard work for so many years.

But Hastings, why are you changing so much now? Why are you increasingly ignoring my feelings?

He walked to a corner of the garden with a glass of wine alone, looking at the people in the venue who were dressed in particular and leisurely, and felt a little lonely.

"It's very boring, right?" A voice sounded next to it.

Randolph turned his head and saw that he was a successful person, holding an Asian mixed-race man with both good figure and appearance, and looking at him with a glittering eyes.

"Hello, I'm Cummins," the middle-aged man introduced himself, "This is my female companion Emilia,"

"Mark Randolph, I'm glad to meet you,"

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Netflix, after the staff got off work, the conference room was brightly lit, Hastings hurried to the main seat with a computer in his arms, "What are you thinking about?"

The next moment, he saw the empty chair on his left, "Where is Randolph?" (To be continued.)

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