[{"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-227":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},2264440,4419,"Chapter 227","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-227",227,"\u003Cp>Chen Yansen left Kuai Pao  headquarters at ten thirty at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streets were deserted; a Panda-colored Ghost sedan sped across Xu Pu Bridge, racing along the Outer Ring Expressway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Yunjin Villa No. 116.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen got out, stepped inside, passed through the garden, and opened the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng followed behind, her peripheral vision accidentally catching the sagging velvet sofa, her pale, jade-like earlobes instantly flushing red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomorrow’s express industry symposium—I doubt we’ll make any progress. You can rest at home; no need to stick with me all day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Chen Yansen shrugged off his coat and tossed it onto the sofa with a sharp *thwap*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine, I’m not tired,” Song Yuncheng said, shaking her head with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For you,” Chen Yansen smiled, pulling a jewelry box from his pocket and holding it out to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th-this is what?” Song Yuncheng’s breath hitched, her cheeks blooming like peach blossoms, her head spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you imagining? Open it and see,” Chen Yansen chuckled, tapping her head lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng winced, met his half-amused gaze, panicked, and hastily opened the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dazzling silver necklace lay inside, the pendant engraved with “116,” surrounded by tiny diamonds—exquisitely crafted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it’s just a necklace… I thought…” Song Yuncheng took a deep breath, a flicker of disappointment crossing her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you think? A ring?” Chen Yansen narrowed his eyes, lips curling slightly as he watched her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t think anything,” Song Yuncheng dodged his gaze, lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?” Chen Yansen ruffled her hair, finding it amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ring? How could Boss Chen ever buy something like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d rather spend money wisely—buy more cosplay outfits. After all, he was sick of Spider-Man, Black Widow, Iron Man, and all that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, crisp birdcalls rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen slowly opened his eyes to see Song Yuncheng sprawled atop him, her eyelashes trembling, a strand of hair stuck to her rosy lips, sound asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gently shifted her to the side, then rose from the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went to the study, turned on the computer, and checked the core data for Pinbei and Orange Tech as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Factory No. 3 now operational, Orange phones’ pre-sale links on major e-commerce platforms had switched to in-stock sales; total online sales for the three models reached 160,000 units yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this rate, February’s total sales would hit 4 million units, generating over 6 billion in revenue for Orange Tech—though the gross margin was terrifyingly low, barely ten percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua reported in his email that next week they’d begin producing power banks, phone cases, data cables, and Bluetooth headphones; combined with orders from Xiaomi and Huawei, the Shencheng factory’s capacity would be fully saturated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen tapped his fingers on the desk, silently shaking his head. In 2012, the smartphone market hadn’t peaked; monthly national sales capped at 20 million units.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, Orange phones held over 20% market share. Either expand overseas or squeeze competitors further—or Lucheng’s Factory No. 4 would face the awkward reality of having no orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Jinling and the others are moving too slowly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen leaned back, muttering softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, he replied to Cao Dahua: “Speed up expansion in Africa. If manpower’s short, poach directly from Tongyin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By early February, Orange Tech had sold 930,000 Orange F1s and 620,000 Orange F2s in Abyssinia—decent numbers, but their market share was less than half of Shanxing’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen knew well: Abyssinia’s market could absorb at least 30 million smartphones annually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But building a sales network was difficult; every distributor, wholesaler, and retailer had to be personally contacted by Zhou Jinling and his team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>E-commerce and logistics in East Africa were backward—unlike domestically, you couldn’t just post a link on an e-commerce platform and sell nationwide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Abyssinia, sales relied entirely on offline channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, Chen Yansen finished his emails and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At nine a.m., Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng drove to the International Convention Center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew full well that Yun Su and the “Three Expresses and One Reach” would never shake hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zheng Shengyu from the Postal Association had intervened; at least they had to maintain appearances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t have to negotiate—but they couldn’t skip it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car drove along Binjiang Avenue, then into the convention center’s parking lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three headed toward the conference hall on the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the door, they saw Liao Wei and Zhai An waiting, flanked by two bodyguards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In plain terms, this express war had been started by Yun Su; Liao Wei genuinely feared that if they met, someone might start a brawl on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss!” Liao Wei hurried forward, greeting him eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen grunted, said nothing, and gestured for Liao Wei to lead the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, Chairman Zheng’s idea is simple—he’ll probably demand we raise prices to stop cutthroat competition. The express giants charge just one yuan for small e-commerce parcels; frankly, they’ve stolen part of our postal small-package business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Wei explained with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, why had the “Three Expresses and One Reach” been slashing prices for over two months, only now stepping in to mediate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless their own profits were threatened, Zheng Shengyu had no interest in the fate of private express companies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re not even the lowest. If prices rise, Shen Tong and Yuan Tong should go first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Wei chuckled, instantly understanding his boss’s intent—his confidence surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group took the elevator to the second floor and entered a conference hall capable of seating over 200 people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, representatives from over a dozen express companies sat scattered, chatting in small groups.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Liao Wei and his team, their expressions darkened; they said nothing aloud, but silently cursed: “shit-stirrer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun of Shen Tong couldn’t sit still—he’d spoken to Liao Wei on the phone, but this was their first face-to-face meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, Liao Wei’s appearance alone was repulsive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned away with a look of disgust, then focused on Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chairman of Senlian Capital, actual controller of Yun Su Express, and boss of Orange Tech and Pinbei Mall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Chen Dejun rose abruptly and strode forward with calm confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Weijiao of Yuan Tong, Lai Haisong of Zhong Tong, and Nie Tengyu of Yunda also stood and walked toward Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Chen, looks like you’re trying to wipe out every Tonglu-affiliated express company!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun sneered, cutting straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Chen, that’s an exaggeration. This is normal business competition. Yun Su started late—we used standard tactics. You should understand. After all, wasn’t it price wars that let Shen Tong rise above all the other express companies?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen smiled lightly, unbothered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re all businessmen. Why not sit down, talk properly, and make money together?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun suppressed his anger, trying to make peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you merge your company into Yun Su, we’re all family—then there’d be no need for a price war.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen had no intention of buying them out—he now proposed an equity swap merger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun laughed inwardly: You’ve got a big appetite! Always trying to swallow Shen Tong—afraid you’ll choke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Chen, you’re messing things up. Everyone’s profits suffer. The night’s dark and the road’s slippery—watch your step,” warned Yu Weijiao of Yuan Tong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can eat anything, but don’t speak recklessly. If I get a single scratch tomorrow, I’ll pin it on you, Yu Zong. I heard you just had a grandson last year?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen shot back, coldly staring at Yu Weijiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you dare!” Yu Weijiao panicked—he hadn’t expected such a reckless young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worthless,” Chen Yansen muttered under his breath, a mocking smile on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Weijiao flushed crimson, lunging forward to strike—his bodyguards instantly blocked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Zong, this place is too cramped. Let’s find a proper venue later—I’ll gladly fight you to the end. But we’ll sign a contract first. Otherwise, I might kill you and still get held liable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen spoke with brazen arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bosses of HiExpress, You Su Logistics, Su Er Logistics, and Long Shengda Express exchanged glances—they’d thought Liao Wei was a mad dog, biting anyone in sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their boss was clearly crazier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Weijiao, what are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zheng Shengyu from the Postal Association arrived with his assistant, face grim, voice sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This industry meeting was nominally a symposium, but in truth, it was a mediation: halt the price war, preserve industry stability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was Yu Weijiao trying to prove with this violent display?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he trying to humiliate Zheng Shengyu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chairman Zheng, sorry—I just wanted to get closer to chat with Boss Chen,” Yu Weijiao stammered, making up an excuse under Zheng Shengyu’s icy gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go back to your seat,” Zheng Shengyu waved him off, too bored to argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chairman Zheng, pleasure to meet you,” Chen Yansen smiled faintly, unaffected, stepping forward to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Shengyu looked him up and down, then smiled: “Young men like you are rare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Zheng Shengyu was very pleased with Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a macro view, over 6,000 express workers lost their jobs in the past three months—but they simply changed uniforms and became Yun Su employees, increasing social insurance enrollees by 6,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So unless the “Three Expresses and One Reach”’s price cuts triggered massive complaints and harmed postal interests, Zheng Shengyu wouldn’t have lifted a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chairman Zheng, you flatter me—I’m just following labor laws,” Chen Yansen shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Shengyu nodded, patted Chen Yansen’s shoulder, then walked to the podium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned the room and saw that, aside from SF Express, all 30+ major express company bosses invited were now present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced over and found that, apart from SF Express, all other thirty-odd major courier companies’ bosses invited had now arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Shengyu frowned, about to lash out, when Wang Wei walked in with his entourage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since everyone is here, let’s begin. First, thank you all for your contributions to China’s express delivery industry in 2011.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last year, total express delivery volume reached 42.9 billion pieces, a 37.8% year-over-year increase; intra-city deliveries accounted for 23%, inter-city deliveries for 73%; eastern regions accounted for 81.9%, central regions for 10.5%, western regions for 7.6%, with total industry revenue reaching 85.53 billion yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The growth rate in the first quarter of 2012 still exceeded the Postal Association’s expectations, with daily volume peaking at 20 million pieces; annual volume is projected to surpass 60 billion pieces. However, note that per-package revenue continues to decline, service quality has plummeted, and some express company employees have even been selling customers’ private packages at random…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zheng Shengyu spoke, he turned his accusations toward Shentong  and  Yuantong .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun and Yu Weijiao kept slashing the per-delivery fees, leaving couriers unable to earn a living, causing service attitudes to deteriorate sharply and package losses to become commonplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Investigations revealed the packages had been sold off like blind boxes by the couriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care how you compete, but the income of frontline couriers must not be harmed. Within three days,  Shentong  and  Yuantong  must raise the standard rate for packages under 1 kg to 1.5 yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Shengyu directly named them, demanding  Shentong  and  Yuantong  raise their prices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Weijiao resented it—why hadn’t Zheng Shengyu intervened when Yun Su lowered prices, but now he stepped in when  Shentong  and  Yuantong  cut theirs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you refuse to rectify within the deadline, your operating licenses will be revoked immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Shengyu glared at Chen Dejun and Yu Weijiao, issuing an unyielding warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen turned his head and shot a provocative glance at Chen Dejun and Yu Weijiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already calculated: a 1.5-yuan per-package rate could cover all costs while ensuring stable income for couriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When  Shentong  and  Yuantong  dropped prices to one yuan, he had specifically ordered Liao Wei not to follow suit—for precisely this reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dejun and Yu Weijiao exchanged a look; they realized they were in trouble—trying to cheat had backfired. This old bastard Zheng Shengyu didn’t give a damn about their fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Wei of  Shunfeng  sighed in relief; even though the price hike was only from one yuan to 1.5 yuan, it was good news for  Shunfeng .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, over time, even  Shunfeng ’s moat would be breached by the Three Expresses, One Reach, and Yun Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it been his turn to speak, he might have even suggested capping the minimum per-package rate at above three yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, Zheng Shengyu finished speaking and stepped down from the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, Wang Wei took the microphone and spoke confidently on stage, outlining  Shunfeng ’s product positioning and service advantages, showing utter disregard for all competitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Three Expresses, One Reach, and Yun Su fought price wars,  Shunfeng  was optimizing its cold-chain delivery service and expanding its own fleet of aircraft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbeknownst to him, Yun Su had launched its cold-chain service a week earlier, currently in trial operation, aiming to compete with  Shunfeng  for market share.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wang Wei stepped down, Chen Dejun grabbed the mic and launched into a tirade, directly accusing Liao Wei of violating industry ethics by instigating a price war during a time of industry prosperity, causing  Shentong  to accumulate over 200 million yuan in losses from Q4 2011 to Q1 2012.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Wei snorted, rubbed his nose, and thought to himself: I lost six hundred million and didn’t say a word—what the hell are you yelling about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2262,"2026-06-19T19:17:19.606Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","49540c663cf349a3a46a682504e941a51fe8ac8c26401befa1c8e2a05899b0b2","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-228","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-226",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]