[{"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-333":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},2264546,4419,"Chapter 333: 1 Billion Per Hour, the Most Critical Day of Q4","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-333",333,"\u003Cp>Hu Weiyi and Wang Zihao, leading a team, traveled from Huadong to Huabei and Huinan, visiting twelve bicycle factories in just six days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Fuxida and Phoenix met ofo’s procurement requirements for pricing, production capacity, and defect rate, with a total vehicle cost of 390 yuan per unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon returning to Hangcheng, Wang Zihao rested briefly before continuing his search for smart lock suppliers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spreadsheet containing license plates and passwords for Didi Bikes quietly circulated in Yancheng, listing passwords for 1,600 bikes—all collected and compiled by netizens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didi Bike’s daily revenue plummeted from 10,000 yuan to 7,000 yuan, a 30% drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon learning this, Cheng Wei helplessly strengthened his resolve to replace the smart locks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Cheng, the maintenance staff are demanding a salary raise,” said the heads of HR and Operations, entering together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A raise?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheng Wei frowned slightly—he remembered clearly that maintenance workers earned 6,000 yuan, which was not low in Beijing in 2012, and the company even paid their social insurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why were they dissatisfied?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The steel frames, pneumatic tires, and chains used in Didi Bikes are all extremely ordinary, leading to excessively high failure rates.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Operations head explained slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the first-generation Didi Bike cost only 190 yuan—how good could the quality be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After half a month of sun and rain, one-third of the handlebars were damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rust appeared at frame joints; bells didn’t ring, tires blew out, and chains fell off frequently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Cheng Wei’s expression softened—he immediately realized the salary structure for maintenance staff was flawed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, he told the Operations head: “Base salary drops to 3,000 yuan. Each employee must complete 500 basic repairs monthly. Beyond that, pay 5 yuan per bike.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Switching from fixed pay to performance-based pay resolved the conflict and boosted staff motivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heads of HR and Operations exchanged glances, then immediately left the office after receiving the boss’s reassurance policy to announce the change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the base salary dropped, most maintenance workers accepted the new plan and signed new labor contracts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheng Wei’s operational style grew increasingly seasoned—he easily defused this minor crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This incident reminded him that shared bikes left outdoors had drastically reduced lifespans; cutting costs upfront felt good, but maintenance costs later would balloon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, he immediately called the bicycle factory in Jinmen and halted production of the first-generation Didi Bike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, both Didi Bike and ofo raised their total vehicle cost targets to around 400 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a senior student from Peking University’s Guanghua School of Management mounted a Didi Bike at a subway exit; at an intersection, the light turned red, and he reached for the brake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the brake was faulty—the bike shot across the crosswalk and was flung two or three meters by a speeding electric scooter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang Wei’s head buzzed; it took a while to recover. His whole body ached. Before he could check his injuries, the old man on the scooter pointed at him and yelled: “Hey, kid, are you colorblind? You dare run a red light?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The brake’s broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang Wei was furious but had no one to blame—he knew the man wasn’t wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, stop lying on the ground. I won’t pay your medical bills. I’ll let you off for running the red light. That’s it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man finished speaking and rode off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Chang Wei was fully or mostly at fault, he’d been badly injured—the old man feared being extorted and vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, do you think I’d extort you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang Wei laughed bitterly, muttering under his breath, then gritted his teeth, dragged the bike aside, and sat heavily on the curb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palms, arms, and thighs were scraped raw, oozing bright red blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didi Bike? This junk raised 300 million yuan and is valued at 2 billion? Are investors insane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang Wei laughed in anger—he’d heard from classmates that Didi Bikes appearing on Beijing’s streets had just raised 300 million yuan and were valued at 2 billion. Intrigued, he decided to try one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew that within ten minutes, he’d crashed face-first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is internet money really this easy to make? Just put a few bikes on the street and fool people into handing over hundreds of millions?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chang Wei narrowed his eyes, pondering silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was from Hui’an too—he’d heard Chen Yan’s name until his ears were tired of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a peer, who would admit he was inferior?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his family background ensured success without business, he wanted to compete with Chen Yan in commerce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What damn internet king!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just happened to ride a few industry trends!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning against the roadside, Chang Wei glared fiercely at the Didi Bike, abandoned his plan to teach in the northwest, and developed a strong interest in shared bikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheng Wei had no idea that his relentless cost-cutting had just created a competitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 10:30 p.m., though deep into the night, Building Six at Zhu Xianzhuang Tech Park remained brightly lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomorrow was Pinduoduo Mall’s first major participation in Double Eleven!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From October 14 to November 9—the 27-day presale period—the total GMV reached 29.43 billion Huayuan, with a single-day peak of 2.06 billion and an average of 1.09 billion per day, up 26.7% month-over-month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pinduoduo’s daily sales fluctuated wildly: peaks of 2.06 billion, valleys of 500 million to 600 million daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From November 4 to November 9, sales plunged to under 400 million per day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Users suppressed their purchasing urges, waiting for Double Eleven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew the lowest prices came on promo day—unlike e-commerce promotions decades later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan walked out of Building Nine and straight into Building Six.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the first-floor LED screen, real-time data rolled: daily active users, order volume, average order value, conversion rate, and sales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One and a half hours remained until midnight, yet cumulative sales stood at a pitiful 340 million—less than half the daily average. No surprise; this was normal before a major promo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both merchants and platforms shared the same mindset: November lives or dies by tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, want some barbecue? I’ll get you some,” Xu Xingxing smiled and approached as soon as she saw Chen Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beef, tofu skin wrapped in cilantro, medium spice. Bring it to the second floor,” Chen Yan ordered without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want a beer too?” Xu Xingxing suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will you take me home if I get drunk?” Chen Yan raised an eyebrow, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure, but I’m afraid Boss Chen won’t let me,” Xu Xingxing said, chin up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know it,” Chen Yan said, turning and walking upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sen-ge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he reached the second floor, greetings rose in chorus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preparations were complete; staff from Business Development and Key Client Acquisition were openly eating barbecue and drinking beer, collecting overtime pay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan walked toward Zhang Yifeng and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hui immediately brought a chair and placed it before the boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sat down, took the beer Zhang Yifeng offered, sipped lightly, and said: “This beer tastes ordinary normally, but on promo day, you suddenly taste the malt—strange, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sen-ge, does the malt aroma grow stronger the higher our sales?” Yuan Wei, an old employee hired by Chen Yan himself, like Zhang Yifeng and Li Hui, called him Sen-ge and dared to joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yifeng, how much do you think we’ll sell tomorrow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We sold 2.79 billion during 618 over two days. Double Eleven should at least double that!” Zhang Yifeng chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Li sold over 6 billion last Double Eleven. Let’s aim for that,” Li Hui added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up! My target with the boss is 5 billion. If we miss it, are you paying the difference?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zheng, passing by the second floor, hurried over upon seeing the boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the 6-billion chant, he immediately interrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Double Eleven sales determined everyone’s Q4 bonus—goals could be ambitious, but not absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yifeng and Li Hui were just joking, Huang Zong. Don’t worry—I’m not the type to change orders capriciously.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan smiled, seeing Huang Zheng’s intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hui stayed silent, quietly moving aside to pull a chair for Huang Zheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, you misunderstood me—I never thought that,” Huang Zheng blushed, sitting down and explaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? Then let’s bet: if Double Eleven sales hit 5 billion, Pinduoduo’s Q4 bonus multiplier becomes 1.2. For every additional billion, add 0.1 to the multiplier—with no upper limit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agreed,” Huang Zheng said, exhaling in relief—the 5-billion target already carried a 1.2x bonus multiplier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yifeng, Yuan Wei, Li Hui, and others beamed with excitement but could do nothing now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The promo rhythm was set—wait for results.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Xu Xingxing brought a plate of barbecue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time ticked away; suddenly, it was midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Double Eleven promo officially began!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was Sunday; users had stayed up late just to hit “pay” at the final moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of zones—snacks, women’s wear, cosmetics, 3C electronics, appliances, general merchandise—suddenly flooded with tens of millions of buyers submitting orders simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of thousands of transactions per second tested Pinduoduo and Orange Pay to their limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to thorough preparation, servers didn’t crash, but pages lagged and loaded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone at Pinduoduo was in a frenzy, eyes locked on the backend data, fingers hammering F5, relentlessly refreshing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>10 million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>60 million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>90 million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In less than a minute, platform sales surpassed one billion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hour later, cumulative sales reached ten billion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen glanced at his wristwatch, signaled the administration department to clear out the staff, and declared that anyone still present after fifteen minutes would lose their Q4 bonus outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of buses were parked outside the compound, tasked with safely transporting employees back to hotels or residential areas in the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng walked into the guest room section of the sky garden, one behind the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I bought you a new gift,” Chen Zong said the moment they entered the room, pulling out a light blue one-piece cosplay suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You just love teasing me,” Song Yuncheng said, cheeks flushed, fingers fiddling with the tail of the cosplay suit, shooting Chen Yansen a playful, indignant look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good girl, put it on!” Chen Yansen stared fixedly at Song Yuncheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng picked up the cosplay suit and obediently slipped into the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Yan Cheng, JD headquarters building, night outside the windows was as black as ink, yet the office area glowed as bright as day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qiangdong raised his wine glass and toasted one by one with the heads of each product category’s procurement and sales departments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers! Raise your glasses—win Double Eleven, and your year-end bonus doubles!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qiangdong laughed heartily and raised his glass in invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the large screen behind him, JD’s first-hour cumulative sales were frozen at 310 million Huayuan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1795,"2026-06-19T19:17:19.606Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","aa77762dc4a9e425fa1bcc11023723f8917f9d3929ea85e7445b0ccccd6101aa","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-334","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-332",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]