If there was anyone that was hostile towards Future Technology's product launch, it would be Tencent.
Since they just acquired Wanghai Lexiang Technology a while ago, but Future Technology's Phantom turned their deepoon virtual reality equipment into scrap metal. The original plan to bundle Tencent's social software on deepoon to realize the "virtual reality + Tencent strategy" also died on paper.
Other than because of nostalgia, no one would choose the outdated Little Tyrant after owning a smartphone.
The awkwardness they were facing right now was the same reason.
If deepoon, which had never been placed on the shelves, had any nostalgia for the users …
"What a bunch of garbage." Ma Huateng stared at the documents on the table. After holding it in for a while, he finally cursed out the curse he had been brewing for a long time.
Regardless of the angle, positive or negative reports, the media had tacitly acknowledged Future Technology's dominance in the VR field. Future Technology's rise made Tencent feel a deep sense of fear. Especially when Ma Huateng realized that he couldn't use the other's technology as a reference, he deeply felt powerless.
The abilities that they were best at were useless against the frontline.
Even a layman like him could clearly sense that no matter how much he squeezed the technicians of Lexiang Technology, it would be impossible to overcome the technological gap in a short period of time.
Faced with the boss's reprimand, the assistant standing next to him pretended not to hear it as he stared at the vase on the windowsill to kill time while praying that the boss wouldn't vent his anger on him.
Ma Huateng took a few deep breaths before he took a sip of tea. The sweet and astringent tea calmed him down, not because of how expensive the tea was, but because of its identity. The tea was a special offering at the conference. It was a gift from an important person after the conference.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and his brows relaxed quite a bit.
At least in terms of policies, Tencent will not lose.
Seeing that the boss's mood had eased, the secretary standing next to him heaved a sigh of relief and reported the important matter.
"Boss, the Xin delegation will arrive in Shangjing at 10 am tomorrow. Jiang Chen will be with the delegation —"
"I know. What's the news from there?"
"The news from Shangjing is that they want us to contact Future Group more."
More contact?
Ma Huateng frowned slightly. The ambiguous attitude of the people above him made him a little confused. What kind of contact was this? What kind of result did the people above want to see? Were they not tempted by this epoch-making technology?
Seeing that the boss was silent, the secretary asked tentatively.
"Boss, do you need me to book a plane ticket?"
"Of course." Ma Huateng said in a deep voice, "… Our main business is still software. It would be a mistake to move toward hardware. No matter what, QQ had to seize the initiative with the Phantom helmet. It's not too late to cooperate now. "
Moreover, since it was the higher-ups who suggested the meeting, they should be responsible for facilitating the cooperation. Because of Xin's uniqueness, Hua should try to win over this ally. Conversely, it would be the same. Xin should also facilitate the cooperation between Future Technology and Hua companies.
But his secretary didn't think that far.
"Will Future Technology give up on social platforms? They demonstrated their ambition to seize the chat software market share in Future 1.0. If they build chat software into the Phantom helmet and block us from the compatibility point of view, it will be difficult for us to compete with them. "
In 2007, Microsoft's VISTA system didn't support QQ for a period of time, which really scared Tencent. Fortunately, the problem was solved in subsequent updates, and VISTA's popularity in the country was not as high as XP and the subsequent Win7. But anyone could see that if Microsoft really wanted to use compatibility to eliminate QQ and forcefully promote their own MSN, only death awaited Tencent.
Of course, they would never do that.
As to the reason …
"You can't say that." Chairman Ma narrowed his eyes and smiled sinisterly. "Here, there are some things that they can't do as they please. Unless, they want to face an anti-trust investigation. "
It didn't sound convincing coming from his mouth. When it came to monopoly, who could compare to the three giants of BAT?
Just as Tencent was discussing how to negotiate with Future Group, in a house far away in Shangjing, two elders were sitting opposite each other playing chess.
"This Future Group, this Jiang Chen, has some skill." The white-haired old man, who was holding a black chess piece between his two fingers, suddenly nodded with a chuckle and threw out such an ambiguous sentence.
The old man in the flowery vest also smiled.
"To be able to make Old Liu comment like this, this kid does have something special."
"Sigh, you can't say that. The first to bet on him, wasn't it your Zhou Clan? "
"The word bet is too offensive. It's just that the kid in my family happened to be fated with him." Although he said it humbly, Zhou Antai's face was still glowing.
The kid who didn't want to go back to Wanghai brought back such a potential ally to the family. Speaking of which, Jiang Chen chose to cooperate with the Zhou family because of the Wang family's "matchmaking."
"This Dehai … is too impatient." The chess piece hung in the air for a long time. Liu Guoxiang sighed and shook his head.
The Dehai he was referring to was Wang Dehai of Wanghai.
When he heard his old friend's comment, Zhou Antai was ecstatic. But this time, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he asked vaguely.
"Did you come up with this?"
Liu Xiangguo looked at his old friend with a smile before his eyes fell back to the chessboard.
"This move is difficult."
"What's difficult?"
"It's difficult because there are too many choices." Liu Guoxiang seemed to be thinking about the chessboard as he murmured to himself.
"Antai, do you think I should move your piece now or not?"
When he heard his old friend's innocent words, Zhou Antai slapped his thigh and laughed.
"Since you asked me this, I definitely hope you will go easy on me."
Liu Xiangguo glanced at him and chuckled.
"Although we can be considered old friends, you know that I never go easy on you when we play chess."
"Sigh, it's fine. It's not the first time we lost. "Zhou Antai waved his hand nonchalantly.
Although he said that he didn't care, his eyes never left the chessboard.
The black piece hanging in the air finally landed.
Zhou Antai, who had been staring at the chessboard, narrowed his eyes before he started to laugh.
From the beginning, his old friend was playing riddles with him. Only when the piece landed did he finally understand something.
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