[{"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-258":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},2264471,4419,"Chapter 258: Rival Appears! Northern Campaign! Teacher Luo, Let","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-258",258,"\u003Cp>At dusk, Beijing Capital Airport’s last glow faded as night deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng stepped out of the arrivals exit, one behind the other, and far off saw Xiao Jun standing nearby, smiling and waving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, the car’s ready for you. This is the driver, Wang Teng. He’ll be driving you these two days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jun stepped forward cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another Wang Teng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen smiled faintly and pointed to Song Yuncheng beside him: “Song Yuncheng, Director of Big Client Acquisition at Pinduoduo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Song, a pleasure to finally meet you,” Xiao Jun greeted politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t just being courteous—Song Yuncheng’s reputation in the industry was truly prominent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was employee number one at FoxTao, then followed Chen Yansen to Pinduoduo Mall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The internet’s first e-commerce automotive marketing plan came from her hand, and with her control over half of Pinduoduo’s A- and S-tier brand resources, her industry standing rivaled that of JD.com’s procurement chief or Taobao’s business unit head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Xiao, likewise a pleasure,” Song Yuncheng replied courteously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because she’d grown accustomed to Chen Yansen’s circle of industry titans, Song Yuncheng now faced anyone with calm, unshakable confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if she were a completely different person from the girl two years ago, head bowed, pleading with Chen Yansen at Xuyuan for the right to distribute phone cards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen said simply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group reached the parking lot. Driver Wang Teng sprinted forward, climbed into a Maybach, then drove it up to Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, I’ll head back to the office. See you tomorrow,” Xiao Jun said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. I’ll go to Gao De’s headquarters tomorrow morning,” Chen Yansen nodded, then stepped into the back seat of the Maybach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng sat on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jun’s pupils contracted—he instantly understood. Only after watching his boss’s car disappear into the distance did he slip into a Mercedes E300 and head toward Changsheng Road No. 18.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, the cityscape blurred backward as Chen Yansen glanced at Beijing’s summer of 2012.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a taxi, its windshield sticker reading “Didi Chuxing,” pulled out from behind and to the left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didi Chuxing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen wasn’t sure if this Didi Chuxing was the same product as the one from his previous life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the internet landscape had been utterly reshaped by his influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, he pulled out his phone and called Gao Weilin: “Old Gao, check if there’s a ride-hailing app in Beijing called Didi Chuxing. Yes, send me the info ASAP.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didi Chuxing? I didn’t expect a competitor to KuaiDi Chuxing to emerge so quickly in the northern market,” Song Yuncheng murmured, frowning slightly after Chen Yansen hung up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, Beijing already had a ride-hailing app called Yaoyao Zhaoche. Last year, Cheng Weixing spotted it during his northern market research, but since their main business was car rentals, we didn’t pay much attention.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After the New Year, they probably saw KuaiDi Chuxing’s business model and switched from rentals to ride-hailing. What surprises me is that besides Yaoyao Zhaoche, there’s now another Didi Chuxing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must have seen the ride-hailing business model of Kuai Di, switched from car rental to ride-hailing, but what surprised me was that besides Yao Yao Zhao Che, there’s now another app called Di Di Da Che.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew well that even the most niche commercial sector could never be monopolized by a single company or product.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“KuaiDi Chuxing must enter Beijing fast. Otherwise, once they’ve carved up the market, reclaiming it will be far harder,” Song Yuncheng said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Panicking won’t help. Wait until Old Gao finds out more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen dismissed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fiercer the competition, the larger the ride-hailing market!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relying solely on KuaiDi Chuxing to expand city by city meant cultivating markets and users while battling pressure from transportation associations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More competitors would push KuaiDi Chuxing to accelerate its expansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, the driver pulled up outside the Delta Hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only a ten-minute drive from the venue of Xiaomi’s new product launch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng checked in, then took the elevator to a luxury executive suite on the top floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m going to shower. Think about what we’ll eat tonight,” Chen Yansen said, shedding his shirt to reveal sharply defined muscles. He turned as he reached the bathroom door: “Want to shower together?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she’d seen it countless times, Song Yuncheng still swallowed hard, thinking: Master’s physique is incredible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll book the restaurant,” Song Yuncheng replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen said nothing and stepped into the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he emerged wrapped in a towel, his phone rang—it was Gao Weilin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, I checked: Xiaoju Technology registered in February, the product launched at the end of April. Their operations are focused on Beijing Capital Airport terminals. Driver registrations are under 300, user registrations under 10,000. So far, they’ve only secured a seed investment from Today Capital—exact amount unknown, but judging by Didi Chuxing’s promotional efforts, it’s at most 3 million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Weilin spoke slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boss, I checked: Xiao Ju Technology registered in February, launched its product by end of April, and its operations are mainly focused on Beijing Airport terminals; driver registrations are under 300, user registrations under 10,000, and so far it’s only secured a seed investment from Today Capital—exact amount unknown, but given Di Di Da Che’s promotional efforts, it’s at most three million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it, Boss,” Gao Weilin replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks. Go home early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen hung up, then changed into casual clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What to eat?” Chen Yansen asked, fully dressed, turning to Song Yuncheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cantonese. The ratings on Dazhong Dianping are good,” Song Yuncheng said, handing him her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen glanced at it—a Cantonese restaurant in Yitigang, close by and reasonably priced. He nodded without objection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Song Yuncheng showered, Chen Yansen called Zhang Zhaoyang: “Old Zhang, I’m in Beijing. Treat me to dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t call me Old Zhang. I told you—only Sohu’s security guard is Old Zhang. Last time I invited you to swim across the Weihai Strait, you refused. Now you want me to buy you dinner? No way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhaoyang snapped back irritably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I brought you two bottles of good wine,” Chen Yansen added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhaoyang fell silent for a few seconds, then agreed cheerfully: “Alright, I’ll arrange it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen smiled and put down the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was grateful to Old Zhang—without his intervention, Toutiao’s copyright issues wouldn’t have been resolved so smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhaoyang’s title as one of the internet’s founding fathers wasn’t empty—he had good relations with the CEOs of NetEase and Sina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At seven p.m., Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng arrived at the Cantonese restaurant and ate dinner leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only at 8:30 did Zhang Zhaoyang send a location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want to go to a bar?” Chen Yansen asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never been,” Song Yuncheng murmured, lips slightly pursed, avoiding a direct answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll take you tonight,” Chen Yansen said, setting down his chopsticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They left Yitigang and drove to Zhang Zhaoyang’s bar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hard to imagine that the CEO of Sohu’s daily routine involved singing, hiking, swimming, and drinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he arrived and pushed open the private room door, he saw a row of beautiful girls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhaoyang opened his mouth to greet them—but when he saw Song Yuncheng, his smile froze. He thought: Damn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng froze too—she hadn’t expected this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Zhang, you weren’t like this before, Chen Yansen signaled with his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We weren’t close back then, Zhang Zhaoyang replied with his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Zhang, shall we move somewhere quieter?” Chen Yansen suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure. Honestly, I don’t know any of these girls—we walked into the wrong room. You believe me?” Zhang Zhaoyang laughed awkwardly, brazenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I believe you. This is Song Yuncheng, Director of Big Client Acquisition at Pinduoduo, and also my...” Chen Yansen began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I get it. I understand,” Zhang Zhaoyang said, tossing two stacks of cash on the table and following Chen Yansen out of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three chose a quiet spot on the second floor—close enough to see the stage below, but far from the noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhaoyang took the two bottles Chen Yansen handed him, his eyes lighting up: “Thoughtful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he claimed publicly he didn’t drink, that was just for the media.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past two years, as his career faltered, Zhang Zhaoyang had finally given up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he told the public he doesn’t drink, that was just to mislead the media.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sleeping at the office by day, getting drunk in bars by night—this was now Zhang’s daily routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last night Ding Lei called me. Said NetEase is making phones. What do you think?” Zhang Zhaoyang raised his glass, clinked it against Chen Yansen’s, and asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Success probability isn’t lower than 50%,” Chen Yansen grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did 360 really sell 400,000 phones?” Zhang Zhaoyang rolled his eyes, then asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, total weekly sales were 430,000,” Chen Yansen sipped his wine, savored it for a few seconds, then answered honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Insane,” Zhang Zhaoyang smirked, utterly speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The barrier to entry in the phone industry is low—those who understand it step over it easily. Zhou Hongyi’s method was clever: he gave up hardware profits, skipping system R&D, hardware design, and supply chain setup. If Sohu wants to make phones, I can provide technical support.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen spoke casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barrier to entry in the mobile phone industry is this high: those who understand it step over it effortlessly, but Zhou Hongyi’s method is clever—he gave up hardware profits, skipping the processes of system R&D, hardware design, and supply chain building. If Sohu wants to make a phone, I can provide technical support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply put, separate components—processor, camera, memory, communication, wireless, battery—were manufactured independently, then assembled via a unified interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Users who wanted a bigger screen could swap it out; those needing more battery could replace it; all modules were like puzzle pieces or LEGO bricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Users simply bought the modules they needed and assembled them at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Xiaomi had once considered developing modular phones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Users need only purchase the phone modules they require and assemble them at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including Xiaomi, all had once considered developing modular phones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although this type of product hadn’t won favor from the market or users, it was clear that making phones wasn’t hard at all—no different from building with blocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real challenge was how to make sales the number one in the nation, and even the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it, not interested. Let’s drink,” Zhang Zhaoyang waved his hand, looking utterly uninterested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen raised his cup in response, thinking to himself: It seems Zhou Hongyi’s success had truly given many people courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two chatted until ten-thirty, then Chen Yansen stood up to take his leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing the two off into their car, Zhang Zhaoyang turned back and went upstairs to continue partying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Chen Yansen followed his plan and first visited Gao De, communicating one by one with department heads; by noon, he had lunch with Xiao Jun and others at a nearby restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did he leave Gao De’s headquarters and drive to the 798 Art Zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he arrived, it was exactly 1:40—hardly late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After stepping out of the car, Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng walked toward the conference hall hosting the launch event. At the entrance, they saw Xiaomi staff speaking to a black, stout man: “Teacher Luo, let’s take a photo together. Yes, if you don’t mind, could you hold up this promotional sign?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yonghao didn’t think twice; he took the sign, smiled slightly at the camera, and took a photo he would regret for years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen from Orange Tech?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yonghao immediately put down the sign, hurried over, and introduced himself: “Mr. Chen, hello, I’m Luo Yonghao from Hammer Tech. Could I trouble you for two minutes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen was walking when he spotted a black, stout man running toward him from afar—hair messy, wearing black-rimmed glasses, panting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yonghao?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen frowned slightly, sizing the man up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2004,"2026-06-19T19:17:19.606Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c163c80383c6858b1592d4f55871293f064f5ca3c13ab9c7a21bf60257aa9a9d","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-259","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-257",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]