[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp":3,"chapter-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-173":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Get Stronger Every Payday—With One Billion Employees!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2264386,4419,"Chapter 173: The Express Market—I Want Half the Share! (Request Monthly Votes)","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-173",173,"\u003Cp>On December 3, Yunsu Express announced: for the North China, East China, and South China regions, the agreement price for parcels under 2.5 kg dropped from 3 yuan to 2.8 yuan; the agreement price for e-commerce small parcels under 1 kg dropped from 2.5 yuan to 2.2 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering transportation and labor costs, prices in the Northeast, Southwest, and Central China regions will be 0.6 to 0.8 yuan higher per parcel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the 3–5 yuan minimum rates of the Three Speeds and One Reach, Yunsu’s pricing is utterly ruthless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Feng Express’s boss, Chen Feilei, cursed Liao Wei as a mad dog!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, in a private venue in Shanghai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four middle-aged men sat together; some smoked cigars, others held Big Red Eagle cigarettes, the room thick with smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, speak up—what should we do?” Chen Dejun of STO squinted and asked in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get a truck and run that idiot over,” Yu Weijiao, boss of YTO, suggested viciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yunsu’s moves have stolen many customers from YTO; small and medium sellers in Yiwu have swiftly switched their courier to Yunsu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Large clients who signed bulk warehouse and agreement-price contracts are still watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In plain terms, if YTO doesn’t lower prices, all its big clients will leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Business is about making money—what matters is which courier is cheaper, more punctual, and delivers to the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of transit speed, Yunsu has fewer regional hubs, sorting centers, and stations than the Three Speeds and One Reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yunsu couriers deliver to the door—something the Three Speeds and One Reach can’t do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add in the lower shipping fees, and customer attrition is only natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Yu, I’m not saying it’s you, but you’re nearly fifty—stop talking about violence. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life sewing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun frowned and asked coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think Old Yu’s idea’s good—kill that bastard Liao Wei, and we’ll all breathe easier,” laughed Lai Haishong of ZTO.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What other options do we have? Fight him! How long can Liao Wei last with his pitiful strength?” sneered Nie Tengyu of Yunda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But he’s backed by Senlian Capital—if Chen Yansen goes all out and dumps five or six billion, who can withstand it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun sighed and asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their eyes, Liao Wei was nothing—but Chen Yansen was different: young, yet holding over ten billion in cash; if he truly fought, even if the Three Speeds and One Reach won, they’d be crippled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’m going home to sleep—you’re not going to reach any conclusion like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Tengyu stood up abruptly, preparing to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sneaky tactics won’t work, a price war won’t work—what’s left to discuss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Tengyu decided: tomorrow he’d slash prices to match Yunsu’s—see who cracks first!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Nie, don’t rush—sit down, let’s talk. Let’s agree on a unified pricing strategy and crush Yunsu together—only cooperation brings profit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lai Haishong of ZTO smiled broadly, pulling Nie Tengyu back into his seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since Liao Wei wants a price war, we’ll match him to the end!” After thinking it over, Chen Dejun gritted his teeth and finally declared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a knock came at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four exchanged glances; Lai Haishong called out, “Come in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young assistant entered, walked straight to Chen Dejun’s side, and whispered a few words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Liao Wei was hit by a car?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun stared in shock, turning to Yu Weijiao of YTO.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just three minutes ago, Yu Weijiao had said he wanted to run Liao Wei over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Tengyu of Yunda and Lai Haishong of ZTO immediately fixed their gazes on Yu Weijiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck! Why are you looking at me? I didn’t do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Weijiao snorted and quickly denied it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only said it earlier because the other three were indecisive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his current wealth and status, anything that could be solved with money didn’t need violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If exposed, he might even end up in prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t the early days of entrepreneurship, when you’d do anything to seize the market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He now had luxury cars, mansions, and enough savings to last generations—he had no reason to risk himself over Liao Wei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the other three stared at Yu Weijiao with clear suspicion—they didn’t believe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen had just finished dinner when he received a call from Liao Wei’s assistant, learning of the accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is he okay?” Chen Yansen paused, then asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined that on the very first day of Yunsu’s price cut, someone had arranged a dump truck for Liao Wei!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help wondering—if a truck hit him, could he survive it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Chen, Mr. Liao is still in surgery; details are unclear,” the assistant replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand. Send me the hospital address.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless, Liao Wei was injured while working for him—he had to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Chen Yansen had Xu Xingxing book a flight, leaving that night for Tangcheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving at the hospital, he walked in to find four uniformed Police Inspectors questioning Liao Wei’s assistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Chen!” The assistant spotted Chen Yansen, abandoned the inspectors, and hurried over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How’s Old Liao?” Chen Yansen asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just off the operating table—he’s still unconscious. Three ribs broken, leg bones shattered, but no vital organs damaged; the rest are minor injuries,” the assistant explained slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Yan Liang from the Tangcheng Police Inspectorate. What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thirty-something inspector, rough-skinned and rugged-looking, stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen, boss of Yunsu Express. Liao Wei works for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen gave a brief introduction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At 3:27 p.m. today, a Yunsu delivery truck smashed into Su Feng Express’s Yiwu station. Tonight, Liao Wei was hit by a truck. Are you running a business—or a gang war?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Liang suppressed his fury and demanded coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the end of 2011—how dare someone pull this under his nose? Did they think he couldn’t find out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Yunsu truck smashed into Su Feng’s station?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did Liao Wei go that far?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t I tell him to stick to legal methods?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Liao Wei’s assistant, his gaze questioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant gave a slight nod, tacitly confirming Yan Liang’s claim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I need to wait for reports from the Yiwu station and the local Police Inspectorate to know the full situation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen gave no clear response, only replied softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Liang stared hard at Chen Yansen—but his face showed no trace of tension or panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Liang then led his team away without another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, as Chen Yansen said, suspicion alone meant nothing—evidence was required.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Chen, you should return to your hotel and rest. I’ll stay here—once Mr. Liao wakes, I’ll notify you immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, thank you for your hard work,” Chen Yansen patted the assistant’s shoulder and replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll see you out,” the assistant followed Chen Yansen, walking and phoning at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the hospital entrance, a black Mercedes was parked by the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the front passenger seat and left rear seat sat two young men in sharp suits, backs straight, eyes alert, scanning the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a sensitive time—I hired two bodyguards from a security firm, just in case,” Zhai An opened the door, gesturing for Chen Yansen to get in, explaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s your name?” Chen Yansen asked, smiling, impressed by his thoroughness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, I’m Zhai An,” Zhai An answered quickly, startled the boss was speaking to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take care of Old Liao,” Chen Yansen said, then got in the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the hotel, Chen Yansen soon received Zhai An’s investigation report: a Yunsu delivery truck lost control and crashed directly into Su Feng Express’s gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It happened during peak delivery hours; except for the dispatcher and station manager, all couriers were out—luckily, no one was injured, only property damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen shook his head—this was clearly Liao Wei’s retaliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truck just happened to lose control, the station just happened to be empty, and only goods and vehicles were damaged—how many coincidences could there be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Inspector Yan Liang immediately suspected him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen had limited information—he could only make this preliminary judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Early the next morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen arrived at the hospital again by car, followed by two bodyguards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he felt he didn’t need them—his current strength and reflexes rendered these two useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Chen, you’re here! Mr. Liao’s awake!” Zhai An hurried over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take me there,” Chen Yansen said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai An led Chen Yansen forward, stopping before a private room, where two bodyguards stood guard at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Liao Wei lay weakly on the bed, wearing a hospital gown, his face covered in purple and blue bruises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick bandages wrapped his left leg and waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left leg and waist abdomen were wrapped in thick bandages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Chen, sorry to trouble you—making you come all this way.” Liao Wei sighed bitterly as Chen Yansen entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no one else here—tell me, what actually happened?” Chen Yansen fixed his gaze on Liao Wei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, this was truly unexpected! I never ordered anyone to do this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Wei looked utterly innocent, furious enough to curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he’d really done it, he’d have been willing to suffer a little—his conscience would’ve eased—but he hadn’t done it at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpected?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a coincidence?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen didn’t doubt Liao Wei outright; it was just that this incident bore no resemblance to an accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, as long as no one died.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen didn’t want to dig deeper—Liao Wei claimed it was an accident, so he’d take it as one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Police Inspector found anything else, Chen Feilei might let Liao Wei off, but he wouldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen valued loyalty above all else when hiring; ability came second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Liao Wei had truly retaliated against Supeng Express on his own, his tenure as CEO of Yunsu Express would be over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief chat, Yan Liang arrived with his team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how Yan Liang pressed, Liao Wei stuck to his story: the traffic accident in Yiwu was purely accidental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Liang couldn’t get anywhere with Liao Wei, so he shifted to last night’s incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, the truck driver who hit Liao Wei worked for Supeng Express; the driver claimed his brakes failed and he couldn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yan Liang reviewed the surveillance footage and found the truck had circled near Yunsu’s headquarters for over ten hours, lingering at the intersection—its intent was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet when Yan Liang presented the footage, the driver changed his story: he’d been drunk and merely resting nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no useful information extracted, Yan Liang left, waiting for the investigation results from Yiwu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never thought competition in the express industry could escalate this far. Hire more bodyguards—I’ll cover the cost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen chuckled teasingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe I should move the company headquarters to Shanghai. Staying in Tangcheng, I just can’t feel safe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Wei had nearly lost his life—he couldn’t help being terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Supeng’s headquarters was right in Tangcheng, too close. Liao Wei felt zero security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, we’ll talk after you recover.” Chen Yansen nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later, Liao Wei’s wife arrived with their child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Liao Wei could eat and drink normally, Chen Yansen rose to take his leave and stepped out of the ward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buzz buzz buzz—!” His phone in his pocket rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled it out—it was Liu Zhiping from Tencent. After a moment’s thought, he pressed answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Martin, calling to invite me for tea?” Chen Yansen joked half-seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard about Yunsu Express. Chen Jiahai from Quanfeng asked me to mediate—he wants you to raise prices back to 3 yuan. What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Zhiping got straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want half the express market share. If you can convince the ‘Three Passes and One Reach’ and SF Express to give up their shares, I’ll raise the price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen made no effort to hide his arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Zhiping knew negotiations were dead. He smiled: “Alright, I understand. Come to Shenzhen sometime—Pony’s been talking about you lately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tencent had invested tens of millions in Quanfeng earlier this year and was one of its shareholders—that’s why Chen Jiahai had turned to Liu Zhiping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Liu Zhiping’s tone made it clear: he was just going through the motions. Between Quanfeng and Chen Yansen, he clearly favored the latter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the “Three Passes and One Reach” received word from Chen Jiahai, who bluntly stated:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No negotiation—just fight!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That damn Chen Yansen said they’d have to give up every single share of the market they held!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the final month of 2011, the four logistics giants of Tonglu were forced to respond, all announcing price cuts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On e-commerce platforms, items once priced at 9.9 yuan for free shipping quickly dropped to 8.9 yuan, even 7.9 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number of low-tier group-buy items on Pinbei Platform surged by 30%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small sellers in Yiwu flooded in, using Yunsu Express’s 2.2-yuan minimum fee to sell dish sponges, nail clippers, toilet paper, and clotheslines like crazy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some individual items hit daily sales of 400,000 to 500,000 orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon learning this, Chen Yansen immediately ordered Zhuang Rui to reduce the exposure weight of low-priced items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t oppose low-priced goods—but their exposure had to be kept within reasonable limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2206,"2026-06-19T19:17:18.227Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","283db2c44ad2b99d15ecbf18b3446181e802a20c311efa74b5d71631641eb28f","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-174","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-172",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]