[{"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-194":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},2264407,4419,"Chapter 194: Pi Bei and Kuai Pao, Daily Orders Exceed 100,000, Pei Yi","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-194",194,"\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen left the exam room and walked downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t lied to Tao Jingwen; the past two days had truly been final exams, and with his current spiritual value, social science majors like journalism posed him zero difficulty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could effortlessly master an entire semester’s material in just ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last year, he passed without failing thanks to Tang Qingshan’s favor; this time, he could score full marks purely by his own ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>University final exams, especially for liberal arts majors, typically involved professors highlighting key points—the questions and answers were all in the textbooks, making it extremely hard to fail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless you were too lazy to memorize the highlights or got caught cheating in the exam hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro Sen, finally done! Let’s head downtown this afternoon? Dinner, karaoke, and a soak—all on me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he reached the first floor, he saw Song Yang leaning against a stone pillar, grinning and waving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zhengqiang stood beside him, holding an Orange C1 and playing Temple Run; hearing Song Yang offer to treat them, he abandoned his game and chuckled, “Can we swap the soak for a foot bath?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure thing,” Song Yang grinned, threatening, “I’ll record a short video and send it to your girlfriend tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zhengqiang’s girlfriend was studying in Yicheng; they were high school alumni, and she’d visited Xucheng once before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Song Yang had asked her to confirm: had Wang Zhengqiang chased her, or had she chased him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Qiangzi often bragged to the group that he’d been the star of his high school soccer team, with a dozen girls chasing him, and he’d picked the one with the best figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before his girlfriend could answer, Wang Zhengqiang hastily admitted he’d been the one to pursue her, drawing teasing from Song Yang, Meng Xibo, and others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, they played and joked without exposing Wang Zhengqiang’s lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why would you add my girlfriend?” Wang Zhengqiang asked, his logic oddly twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To snitch on you,” Song Yang chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, no problem,” Chen Yansen nodded, agreeing readily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winter break was just days away; though Pi Bei and Orange Tech both had year-end banquets, there was no separate gathering planned for Dorm 8302.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three waited at the intersection for a moment, then saw Tang Zhenzhe, Xu Xingxing, Meng Xibo, and Zhu Xiaopeng walking over together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yang stepped forward to invite them to the afternoon gathering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class rep, can I come along too?” Xu Xingxing asked Tang Zhenzhe with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew asking Chen Yansen would likely get a refusal, but asking Tang Zhenzhe was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… is that okay?” Tang Zhenzhe glanced at the others, especially Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Xu Xingxing’s target was Chen Yansen, and since he’d joined Orange Tech’s branding department, Chen Yansen had become his boss—he dared not make decisions lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“More people, more fun,” Chen Yansen said dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he pulled out his phone and called Meng Jie, arranging to meet her at the campus gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro Sen, you called your girlfriend? Wait, I’ll call mine too,” Song Yang said, and after seeing Chen Yansen nod, he also pulled out his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Zhenzhe, Meng Xibo, and Zhu Xiaopeng exchanged glances and cursed: “You two are truly heartless!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the three of them in 8302 were still single.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Generally, the only three reasons a college student remained single were: first, not being proactive; second, being ugly; third, thinking others were ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! I’m calling someone too!” Tang Zhenzhe cursed, walked to the flower bed, and started texting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Zhe, are you dating someone now?\" Meng Xibo asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No idea, never heard anything,” Zhu Xiaopeng shrugged, looking equally confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, over a dozen men and women stood at the east gate of Xuyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen took Meng Jie’s hand and stepped into the nearby Bentley Mulsanne, with Xu Xingxing and Meng Xibo following behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao got into the driver’s seat of the BMW 750, carrying Tang Zhenzhe, Su Meiling, and Zhu Xiaopeng, heading toward Fengbo Zhuang in the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yang, holding the car keys Chen Yansen gave him, got into the Aston Martin Rapide, carrying his girlfriend and Wang Zhengqiang, closely following the Bentley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was that guy Chen Yansen?” Song Yang’s girlfriend, Fu Yin, asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way around it—Chen Yansen’s fame at Xuyuan had long overshadowed even President Tang Qingshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Freshmen might not know who the university president was, but they’d definitely heard of Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Started a business at eighteen, became a billionaire at nineteen, and at twenty owned two companies valued over thirty billion each.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including part-time customer service staff, over four hundred students at Xuyuan were his employees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Fu Yin was pursuing Song Yang, he’d told her he was dorm mates with Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah,” Song Yang replied casually, gripping the steering wheel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s even more handsome in person than in photos!” Fu Yin commented with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that supposed to mean? Am I not handsome?” Song Yang frowned, sounding slightly jealous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course you’re the most handsome,” Fu Yin said sweetly, lifting her chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zhengqiang, sitting in the back, coughed twice to remind them there was still a living person in the car—could they at least be a little discreet?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is Qiangzi got a cold?” Song Yang teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next time my girlfriend comes, I’ll make you two eat even more dog food,” Wang Zhengqiang grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was his boss, the other his boss’s girlfriend—his retaliation was weak, and it only made the two of them laugh heartily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Xingxing and Su Meiling seem to hate each other—I wonder what Zhege is thinking, inviting Su Shu together, sigh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yang sighed, thinking of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, the sister-in-law’s here,” Wang Zhengqiang smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Class 10 Journalism, many knew that although Su Meiling and Xu Xingxing shared the same dorm, they’d always been at odds; outsiders assumed it was a personality clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everyone in 8302 knew the truth: both had pursued Chen Yansen—it wasn’t a personality clash, just rivalry over the same guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only because Chen Yansen had publicly announced his girlfriend early did their secret hopes come to nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the group arrived at Fengbo Zhuang, the restaurant manager was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This restaurant had an average per-person cost of just over a hundred yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its usual customers were college students or white-collar workers; occasionally, a BMW or Benz owner was a rarity—today, three luxury cars arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bentley Mulsanne, Aston Martin Rapide, and BMW 750—all exceeded two million yuan each.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The manager glanced at the license plates and hurried over, seeing a tall young man step out of the Bentley’s driver’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Chen, welcome to Fengbo Zhuang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The manager greeted him with flattering enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past two years, Chen Yansen, through Fox Taobao, Orange Tech, and Pi Bei, along with his tens of billions in wealth, had become a household name in Xucheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even someone like the restaurant manager, who didn’t know him personally, could recognize his license plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Chen Yansen had over twenty million followers on Weibo; every post received tens of thousands of shares, likes, and comments, and he occasionally posted photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no surprise the manager recognized him at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find me a larger private room, far from the main hall,” Chen Yansen replied, instructing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, Mr. Chen, please follow me,” the manager immediately replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fengbo Zhuang was a “wuxia-themed restaurant”; its dishes were named after elements from the Nine Yang Divine Art, Bone-Melting Palm, and Great Strength Pills, and its décor strongly imitated ancient styles, with waitstaff dressed as tavern attendants bustling through the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sitting down in the private room, each person ordered one or two dishes, then passed the menu to the server.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brief introductions, they began chatting about college anecdotes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen opened his phone, launched the Kuai Pao app, switched his delivery address to Lucheng University District in the top-left corner, and only then did the homepage show he was within service range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scrolled casually through a few screens and found that the merchants offering milk tea, food, and flowers were fairly well-stocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Kou Zhen had decent business development and team management skills; his lack of success at Lashou.com was probably due to lack of support from his superiors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then opened the Pi Bei app, logged into a test account, and noticed a new cartoon icon for Kuai Pao on the homepage’s first screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only users with Lucheng IP addresses could see this module.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pi Bei had over twenty million daily active users; Chen Yansen wouldn’t waste such a small display spot—he sold it to Kuai Pao for 800,000 yuan per day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just three days online, it had brought over one million new customers to Kuai Pao, nearly capturing every young person in Lucheng; combined with new-user subsidies, Kuai Pao’s daily orders once exceeded 100,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cost, however, was that Kuai Pao’s account balance had rapidly vanished by nearly eight million yuan; at the current growth rate, the daily cost of acquiring new users reached over two million yuan—without a week, their funds would dry up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was precisely one part of Chen Yansen’s plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lunch, the group headed straight to the city’s largest KTV; Song Yang paid for everything, even selecting a massive deluxe private room with dual screens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen sat beside Meng Jie; the two chatted like brothers, drinking beer and rolling dice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know all these songs!” Xu Xingxing picked “Bad Girl,” sang a few lines enthusiastically—but seeing Chen Yansen’s complete lack of reaction, she secretly resented him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, Su Meiling accepted the beer Tang Zhenzhe handed her and sipped slowly; she had long given up on Chen Yansen, but she still refused to accept Tang Zhenzhe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t stupid—she knew that during his pursuit of her, he’d flirted with other female students, showing no sincerity; he was probably just a scumbag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she only treated Tang Zhenzhe as a friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro Sen, what song do you want? I’ll pick it for you!” Song Yang, sitting at the song selection station, asked with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘Are You There?’” Chen Yansen replied—it was the song he’d picked for Meng Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wang Zhengqiang finished singing “Love Until I Die” with his off-key voice, the atmosphere in the room gradually warmed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, except for Fu Yin and Meng Jie, everyone else was from the same class and already very familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucheng, Kuai Pao headquarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yesterday’s external advertising spend and new-user subsidies totaled 2,730,900 yuan; new user growth was 342,000; daily orders reached 109,000.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The data manager reported one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kang Guodong glanced at Pei Yi, then at Kou Zhen and the CFO, his emotions a tangled mix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of explosive growth was a scenario he’d never imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Chen Yansen’s support, KuaiPao had indeed reached unprecedented heights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think we should approach Chen Zong for a second round of funding,” Pei Yi spoke up first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exchanging equity for growth is the first choice of most entrepreneurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Yi didn’t feel he had betrayed Kang Guodong; in his view, even with both their abilities, they would never reach 100,000 daily orders before KuaiPao collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade Kang, Comrade Pei, I have no objection to further funding, but we currently face an even more critical issue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Zhen said loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What issue?” Kang Guodong pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which city should be KuaiPao’s next operational hub? We must prepare in advance for offices, hiring, training, and logistics teams.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Zhen spoke with serious tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had experienced the Thousand Group Battle on Lashou.com; “Kaicheng” was no stranger to him—he knew every step forward brought immense managerial challenges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Kang Guodong furrowed his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, KuaiPao’s operations were confined mostly to university districts, but after riding the fast train of Senlian Capital, he increasingly felt overwhelmed managing the entire company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In plain terms, he lacked the energy—he excelled at development, but coordinating across departments felt especially exhausting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beijing, Shencheng, Husheng, or Jin Ling—all are fine,” Pei Yi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husheng is EleMe’s stronghold,” Kang Guodong reminded him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let’s go to Husheng and crush EleMe first!” Pei Yi’s face was dead serious, not joking at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>EleMe had yet to secure funding—what could it possibly use to compete with KuaiPao?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think it’s viable. Let’s seek Chen Zong’s approval first; if the boss agrees, we move to Husheng after the New Year!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kou Zhen also thought Pei Yi’s idea excellent—strike directly at EleMe’s heartland, kill the competitor, and then KuaiPao could freely divide up the massive takeout cake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was different from group buying; the competition pressure was too high, and in takeout, only KuaiPao and EleMe existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kang Guodong froze slightly, sighed inwardly, then nodded heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kang Guodong, Pei Yi, Chen Yansen, and Gao Weilin held an online meeting; after brief discussion, Senlian Capital would transfer 200 million yuan to KuaiPao’s corporate account next week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cost: both men’s equity stakes shrank again—Kang Guodong’s holding dropped to 4.2%, while Pei Yi’s fell to just 1.8%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Guodong, I want to discuss something with you—regarding the CEO position of KuaiPao, I plan to appoint Pei Yi. I still appreciate your technical abilities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen spoke bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had given Kang Guodong a chance, but the man had failed to rise to it—he could do nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Zong, I… I accept.” Kang Guodong smiled bitterly; he had wanted to argue, but seeing Pei Yi, he chose silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I leave the tech department to you. I hope KuaiPao’s intelligent delivery system will earn the word ‘intelligent’ sooner rather than later,” Chen Yansen encouraged, then ended the video call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dongge, actually—” Pei Yi began to explain, but Kang Guodong cut him off: “Old Pei, maybe Chen Zong is right—you’re better suited to be KuaiPao’s CEO than I am.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Yi fell silent, saying nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew clearly: even if Kang Guodong was magnanimous, a crack had quietly formed between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2344,"2026-06-19T19:17:18.227Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a6af5945c326524b05d2b4c52605b58a5a48851d575971c21bcb87093ed74914","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-195","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-193",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]