Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 213 Charity
"Dare to price a music player that costs nearly 3000 yuan!"

"Today, I bought it and disassembled it for everyone to see if it's worth the price!"

"Look at my magic tools, screwdriver, plastic crowbar and heat gun."

"Let's measure the size first. It's 110*61*8mm. It's very small and not heavy in your hand. Let me weigh it. Uh, it's 120g, which is about the weight of two eggs."

"Don't worry, it's such an expensive thing, I have to study it before taking it apart, right? What if it can't be put back in!"

Such a post appeared on the BBS forum of Shuimu Tsinghua University two days after the launch of M1, and soon attracted netizens to watch, and similarly, there were also people watching behind the poster.

The president's office is not suitable, and the seats in the lobby are not very good. The employees of the marketing department temporarily conducted a graphic live broadcast in the personnel department with a computer + camera. The title uses an eye-catching price + dismantling.

I don't know why, but many male compatriots can watch this kind of things with gusto.

——The shape is indeed small and beautiful, but it is too expensive!
— rich man! ! !

— Quick release, quick release!

"Our people can go online." Su Wei stood behind, thinking that people from the marketing department could go online to reply and create an atmosphere.

"Silly you, since you have attracted real users, let's take a look first." Fang Zhuo stopped.

Su Wei said "Oh", feeling that the boss is really quick to accept different things.

"OK, I tried it just now, and I can really listen to music, which meets the minimum requirements for it as a player, hahaha."

"Start dismantling now!"

"Hey, it's quite solid. I took it apart after hard work. Although the shell is made of metal, it's not heavy."

"Look, look, these parts, the logo on the power supply is ATL, does anyone know which company this is?"

"This should be a storage disk, right? The M1 claims to have 5 gigabytes. Good guy, 5 gigabytes are actually integrated into such a small storage disk. Is this a hard disk? There's no logo on it."

"Hey, I used a crowbar to pry open the PCB main board, and the logo was worn off. There is a Foxconn letter on the metal pin. Is it the Foxconn in Baodao?"

"Is there anyone who knows the parts? The melta gun in my hand is already hungry!"

"Let's estimate how much money this stuff can add up to."

The post on the BBS attracted more and more people’s replies. Many people didn’t care about the music player, but were simply curious about what parts were in the nearly 3000 yuan thing after it was disassembled, and how much money the brand could make.

Because the part was worn off the mark, there are very few replies about the manufacturer below the post.

Fang Zhuo said to Su Wei after seeing this: "Let our people reveal one or two parts, but don't talk too much. Before, Mr. Xu compared many manufacturers and put them together."

Su Wei took the order.

Soon, the suspected manufacturer of the controller chip appeared in the reply to the post, and the price was also given a slightly higher estimate.

The price of Yike’s controller chip from the manufacturer is 8 US dollars, and the price given in the reply is 11 US dollars. Regardless of the difference of only a few dollars, the cost of a single part has increased by nearly 40%.

Fang Zhuo looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked: "Oh yes, Mr. Su, the press conference in the United States is at [-]:[-] pm on our side. Would you like to watch it with me?"

Su Wei asked, "Is there a live broadcast?"

"Uh, it doesn't seem to be there, but there should be information on its official website to update." Fang Zhuo said seriously.

Su Wei was a little puzzled: "Why do you care so much about this Apple? I also understood after hearing what you said. Isn't it a computer? Can it make music players a very leading level?"

"Well, well, you have to watch it at night to find out." Fang Zhuo replied.

Logically speaking, logically speaking, the level of parts is placed here, and things made on this basis will not be too much ahead even if they are ahead, but Jobs' name is too famous, who knows what he came up with.

Fang Zhuo himself does not understand technology, so he is really uneasy.

"Then you see, I have an appointment for dinner tonight, and I have to interview two marketing professionals." Su Wei shook her head and refused, and then sighed, "Internet companies in China are still closing down one after another, and everyone is panicking."

Fang Zhuo calculated the time in his heart when he heard the words. From last year to the present, the cold winter of the Internet will almost slowly pick up.

He said: "The next door is vigorously recruiting technical talents, and the situation will get better and better. When the sales of M1 and P1 come up, Yike will have more room to operate."

"What do you do?" Su Wei asked.

"Use money to make money." Fang Zhuo laughed.

At this moment, the employee who was posting raised his head in astonishment and said, "Mr. Fang, the netizen has already calculated a cost price of 3000 yuan!"

The cost including tax is 2100, and the price is 2899. Netizens looked at the dismantled parts to help calculate 3000 yuan...

Yike is doing charity, and it loses 100 yuan every time it sells one...

Invite people all over the country to listen to music?

Fang Zhuo couldn't laugh or cry: "This is a bit outrageous."

The employee said again: "They're arguing!"

"The more the truth is debated, the more noisy the posts will become, let them quarrel." Fang Zhuo waved his hand.

After a while, the staff reported: "Boss Fang, they started scolding Yi Ke..."

"why?"

"Because we have worn off the parts markings, it is difficult for them to estimate the cost accurately, and they feel that Yike is too slippery and unreasonable!"

Fang Zhuo: "...you can continue to work, you can lower the price moderately, it would be ridiculous if the cost is higher than the selling price."

He turned around and left Su Wei's personnel office. The effect of this kind of post is really good. You can consider doing more. Internet marketing can indeed bring about extraordinary communication effects.

Fang Zhuo went back to the President's Office, opened Apple's website, and there was the time of the press conference on it. Because of the time difference, it was at 07:30 in the evening in China.

That is to say, Yike's M1 will usher in a hard-core test on the same track, and a top student will enter after seven hours.

Considering that Apple has better technology accumulation and more talent funds, Fang Zhuo thinks that M1 can be accepted as long as it is not left behind too much.

dong dong dong.

"Brother, it's time to eat." Zhao Suqi knocked on the door and came in with a lunch box in his hand.

"Are you coming alone?" Fang Zhuo interrupted his thinking.

"My mother and my aunt sent me downstairs before we went to buy clothes for my grandma and the others. They said they would bring them back when I go back in two days." Zhao Suqi opened the lunch box with a smile, "My aunt's cake, you It's been a long time since I ate it?"

Fang Zhuo got up and helped his sister's slightly crooked hat, and said, "It's been a long time, hey, work hard for a few years, and then I will retire and take you on a trip all over the world."

"How many years? I still want to come to the company after studying. I can't do anything else. Help you sort out the documents at the head office." Zhao Suqi had already discussed with her mother yesterday, and after a period of recuperation, she will stay and study in Shanghai.

Fang Zhuo smiled: "How can I set this timetable? In fact, I think you will not regret it if you have college experience and more knowledge. If you really want to start working now, it's not like you don't have a job."

Zhao Suqi set up the lunch box, picked up his own, and asked curiously, "What position?"

"Yike will gradually sign some domestic singers as endorsements. These things are quite simple, and it's not impossible." Fang Zhuo changed the subject, "But you have to recover your body, anyway, you have time, so you should read books. "

Zhao Suqi took a bite of his meal, thought for a while, and asked, "Brother, you signed Jay Chou, does he enunciate clearly when he speaks?"

"...clear." Fang Zhuo suppressed a smile, "Next time I have a chance, I'll ask for your autograph."

The brother and sister were chatting, and the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen jumped to one o'clock, and there were only six and a half hours left before Apple's press conference.

　I'm a little bit late, but I think I can stay up all night and write a two-in-one chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)