Chapter 450: Picking People Up at the University Next Door

Shen Yan: "Haha! Fan Ye should be on a plane right now."

Zhu Baoping: "I feel like I missed out on a hundred million (crying loudly)"

Pang Weijie: "Old Shen, where did that BGM from Fan Ye's electric scooter video come from? Why can't I find it online? It's so catchy; I've watched the video over and over again."

Tang Song: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've watched it several times too, my head is full of that BGM."

Shen Yan: "It's original, so of course you can't find it online."

A row of question marks appeared below.

It wasn't just the students in the class; everyone who had seen the advertisement was searching everywhere for the source of the BGM, very much looking forward to what came after the song.

From this, one can see just how successful the advertisement was.

Unfortunately, they were destined to return disappointed, as Shen Yan had only created the first part of the song.

After lunch, still in pairs, they were dispatched to 14 universities; their task was to recruit part-time students to be responsible for delivery promotion matters.

Wages were settled daily, 80 per person.

The work content was divided into three parts: rider recruitment, merchant onboarding, and student promotion.

After all, individual ability is limited, so Shen Yan, who was not short on money, simply sowed seeds in a wide-net fashion.

He even considered whether he should assemble a professional grassroots promotion team.

It was both unexpected and within reason.

The entire afternoon.

With Fan Bingbing as a household-name golden signboard, the promotion progress of Kuaida Delivery was very gratifying.

There were three reasons: First, celebrity endorsements are not about finding trash in a garbage heap; every level undergoes rigorous research and selection, and if one is not careful, it can lead to a massive disaster.

Since the delivery platform had received her endorsement, it meant the qualifications were up to par.

There was no need to worry excessively.

Besides, the whole of Hangzhou University was ordering deliveries, and nothing had gone wrong for them, had it?

Second, delivery is undoubtedly a godsend for the lazy.

One can eat their favorite meal without stepping out of the house, and the taste is exactly the same as in the restaurant.

Third, new users are gifted three 2-yuan coupons; only a fool wouldn't take advantage of a bargain.

Based on the above three reasons, the term "delivery" spread rapidly across the 14 universities, and the number of users skyrocketed.

Seeing orders coming out of the receipt printers one after another, the first batch of 10 bosses who joined were grinning from ear to ear.

Even with two yuan off each order, after deducting the 1-yuan delivery fee and the 5% platform commission, they could still make quite a bit.

The key was that this situation was not a fluke; the good days were still ahead.

Without a second word, the bosses bought the receipt printers on the spot.

And for the competitors, seeing others make money was simply more painful than killing them.

If you hesitate when you should act, you will surely suffer the consequences.

If they didn't join now, they probably wouldn't even get to drink the soup.

Thus, other shop owners responded to the call one after another, joining the delivery platform in succession.

One told ten, ten told a hundred.

The "domino effect" began to erupt; more and more students registered for the platform, and in just a few short days, all 14 universities were conquered under the iron hooves of Kuaida Delivery.

Of course, the university student population is a mixed bag; with more users, it is inevitable that some morally bankrupt individuals would appear and engage in shameless acts.

For example, after receiving the meal, they would turn around and apply for a refund.

And they would righteously complain to the platform: "How long has it been? The delivery still hasn't arrived; are you trying to starve me to death? Refund me immediately, and I also want to file a complaint against the rider."

There were quite a few people like this.

After all, in the rush, some customers found it inconvenient to go downstairs to pick up their food, so the riders could only leave the deliveries downstairs at the dormitory building, which gave certain people an opportunity to exploit.

Regarding this, Shen Yan's countermeasure was to take photos in every case.

The rider had already fulfilled their duty.

It was the customer who requested the delivery be left there, so the "loss" of the meal could only be paid for by the customer themselves.

It was just that firm.

After all, the delivery platform currently had no competitors and stood alone.

There was absolutely no need to indulge these mercenary types.

For those unreasonable complaints, the platform ignored them entirely.

Of course, for issues like rider attitude, delivery delays, or spilled food, the necessary punishments were indispensable; one had to establish the rules from the beginning to avoid riders becoming too unscrupulous, thereby affecting customers' perception of the platform.

In the service industry, the customer is king.

At the same time, as the scale gradually expanded, the problem of insufficient manpower was exposed, so Shen Yan simply outsourced the customer service work and hired ten more administrative staff.

Thus, the team size expanded to forty people.

If things continued like this, the small Entrepreneurship Center would definitely not meet the company's needs; Shen Yan pondered that after the May Day holiday ended, he would first rent an office floor.

The storefront was too poor; it would be embarrassing to let it be known.

April 30th.

In the afternoon, the gray sky hung low, the clouds were thick, making one feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

As the bell for the end of class rang, it signaled that the May Day holiday had officially sounded its horn.

At the entrance of the Hangcheng University Library, a minibus was parked quietly.

After everyone had arrived, Shen Yan drove the Maybach in the lead, followed by Chen Shanni's fire-red Mercedes.

The minibus brought up the rear.

Sitting on the bus were twenty Student Union members, who were also the main force for the delivery platform's promotion.

The destination for this trip: Junqing Haoting in Shanghai.

Inside the Maybach.

Wu Yue'er was in the passenger seat, while Luo Qiqi and Yu Youwei sat in the back; it was a rare holiday, and the two women planned to have a good time touring Shanghai, taking advantage of Shen Yan's ride along the way.

Noticing that the Mercedes-Benz was empty, Yu Youwei couldn't help but feel a bit curious.

"Shen Yan, why isn't Shanni's car carrying anyone?"

Shen Yan replied casually: "Still have to go to the university next door to pick up a few people."

Yu Youwei nodded in sudden realization.

However, when she saw the group of four standing at the gate of the Communication University of China, her pupils shrank sharply.

How could it be...

How could it be Hao Anqi?

???

Luo Qiqi's reaction was exactly the same as Yu Youwei's, her eyes fixed intently on that charming, fox-like face, as if she wanted to see right through the other person.

Then she looked at Shen Yan, her heart filled with doubts.

"Shen Yan, isn't that Hao Anqi? Why is she here too?" Luo Qiqi couldn't help but ask.

They say a first love is always the most special and the most unforgettable; the heart only has so much space, and once someone has lived inside it... she worried the two might rekindle their old flame.

And the possibility was extremely high.

Wu Yue'er and Chen Shanni here hadn't even figured out the situation yet, and now Hao Anqi had popped up.

Why was her own path of love so bumpy!

Shen Yan's expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest; while swirling his lollipop, he replied: "An Qi and the others are the photography team, responsible for taking pictures of the food and uploading them."

"Oh!"

Luo Qiqi felt slightly relieved and leaned forward to look at Wu Yue'er's profile.

It was as calm as a lake.

It was very strange!

According to common sense, shouldn't Wu Yue'er be facing a formidable enemy, with her sense of crisis maxed out?

How could she be acting like nothing was wrong?

Luo Qiqi scratched her head in distress; she found herself increasingly unable to understand this intricate and complicated situation.

Observing this scene through the rearview mirror, Wu Yue'er couldn't help but snicker to herself; she knew without even thinking that Luo Qiqi must be completely bewildered right now.

Tee-hee-hee!

Little girl, the water here is too deep; you can't handle it.