[{"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-59":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},2264272,4419,"Chapter 59: Talk Falls Apart! First Meeting with Little Ma (32k Request for Follow)","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-59",59,"\u003Cp>Outside a mid-range women’s clothing store in the Nan Shan Technology Park cultural square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still not throwing out those old clothes? You planning to take them to Penguin HQ?” Chen Yansen glanced at Song Yuncheng and chuckled, urging her on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clothes make the man, Buddha needs gold gilding—this saying is absolutely true!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in a new outfit, Song Yuncheng had shed her youthful naivety: she wore a crisp white collarless short blazer, her long black hair tied high in a neat, tidy bun—she looked like a completely different person from half an hour ago, now truly resembling a professional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These clothes aren’t even torn—they’re still wearable,” Song Yuncheng clutched the shopping bag, her face full of distress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen was speechless, silently calling her a miser, ignored her, and walked straight to the curb to hail a taxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mall wasn’t far from Penguin HQ; after getting in the car, they arrived at their destination in minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the Penguin HQ building ahead, Song Yuncheng felt torn—she knew carrying that bag of old clothes would negatively impact the upcoming meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was about to muster the courage to ditch the clothes, Chen Yansen suddenly spoke: “Driver, take this bag to the Venice Hotel lobby and tell the front desk it’s a guest’s deposit under room 8688.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then pulled out fifty yuan and handed it to the driver as a tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, rest assured, I’ll get it done,” the driver said with a smile, taking the bills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After getting out of the car, Song Yuncheng followed silently behind Chen Yansen; she wanted to say, “Those few clothes aren’t even worth fifty yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen, thank you,” Song Yuncheng murmured softly, staring straight at his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing at the entrance, Chen Yansen called the contact; after waiting over ten minutes, a medium-built young man strolled over slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Chen, hello, I’m Liang Youzhi, Channel Operations Manager at Paipai.com. Welcome to Shenzhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Youzhi introduced himself first, then extended his hand warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Manager Liang, but wasn’t it your compliance department that invited me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen paused slightly, his mind racing—he had a hunch, but didn’t say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was the compliance department that set this up, but the one who really wants to meet you is my boss, Zheng Chunbin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Youzhi spoke honestly, then pulled out two visitor passes and gestured for Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng to follow him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, is he interested in my project—or in me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen felt annoyed but followed anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, Penguin, riding on QQ’s over 100 million concurrent users, ruthlessly preyed on the internet’s fishpond—once it took interest, it either acquired or copied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A business model like FoxTao, with such low ceilings, was likely beneath their notice; the only thing that might have caught their eye was the astonishing viral speed generated by the zero-price discount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three walked on, took the elevator to the Paipai.com project building; the doors chimed open, revealing a spacious office area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait a moment, Director He is still in a meeting—he’ll be here shortly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Youzhi led them into the conference room, brought two bottles of water, and spoke politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen grunted, waited until he left, then opened his mineral water and sipped slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We were supposed to meet compliance, now it’s Paipai.com—can we still fix our problem?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who cares! We’ll see how it goes—I think they’re definitely interested in me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen rubbed his chin, speaking with certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, he’d never dealt with Zheng Chunbin, but he’d heard his resume.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin was a top graduate from Huazhong University of Science and Technology; he joined Penguin in 2003 and reached director level in just three years. As for his current position, Chen Yansen didn’t know, but guessed he was at least the product lead for Paipai.com.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got a thick skin,” Song Yuncheng muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen smiled but said nothing, leaned back in his chair, and played on his phone to kill time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew how long their meeting would last?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn’t sit there staring at the ceiling like an idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Youzhi returned to his office and reported his meeting with Chen Yansen to Zheng Chunbin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah Zhi, what do you think of this guy?” Zheng Chunbin leaned back in his chair, eyes half-closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mature, steady—not like a freshman,” Liang Youzhi replied briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anything else?” Zheng Chunbin remained noncommittal, pressing further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He seems to have guessed your intentions,” Liang Youzhi said after a moment’s thought, confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Then I really must meet him—I admire smart people, especially young ones.” Zheng Chunbin sat up straight, intrigued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d planned to keep Chen Yansen waiting to deflate his confidence before negotiating—but according to Liang Youzhi, that tactic wouldn’t work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knock knock knock—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin and Liang Youzhi entered the conference room one after the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen reacted quickly, but Zheng Chunbin still caught a glimpse of his phone screen—the kid was playing a game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Chen, let me introduce you—this is Zheng Chunbin, Vice President of Paipai.com, Liang Youzhi said, standing still with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Zheng, I’ve long admired your reputation,” Chen Yansen rose slowly and shook his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin looked barely over thirty, wore rimless glasses, carried himself with scholarly grace, and smiled warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I haven’t achieved anything remarkable at Penguin—your ‘long admiration’ makes me feel a bit ashamed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin replied with a light laugh, his words laced with subtle edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great warriors leave no famous exploits; Mr. Zheng’s leadership of Paipai.com alone proves you’re highly valued in Penguin’s management. Besides, seven years ago you led QQ Pets—among us 90s, who didn’t use that product?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen remained calm, responding with effortless ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin froze, glanced at Liang Youzhi, who shook his head slightly—clearly not his leak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Interesting!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin invited Chen Yansen to sit down; perhaps due to his busy schedule or simply his nature, he got straight to the point: Mr. Chen, interested in joining Paipai.com?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, Mr. Zheng?” Chen Yansen probed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll offer you a 3-1 level package—you’ll oversee Paipai.com’s product planning and execution, starting salary 500,000 yuan annually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin spoke with confidence. In an era where the average monthly wage was three thousand yuan, his offer could attract even Tsinghua or Peking University graduates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, FoxTao had little value—the real treasure was Chen Yansen himself, who’d grown his user base to a million in just two months with a few hundred thousand yuan. Chen Yansen was clearly a talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for your confidence, Mr. Zheng, but I’m used to being free-spirited—I don’t want to work for anyone, nor do I want to serve under anyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen’s smile faded, his tone serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin was stunned—he hadn’t expected refusal, and quickly added: “If you deliver results, I guarantee you’ll be promoted to 3-2 within three years, and even 4-1 is possible—your salary will be at least two million annually.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Zheng, I just don’t like working for others,” Chen Yansen replied, smiling lightly, unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Zheng Chunbin’s promises of promotion to 3-2 in three years and 4-1 later—he didn’t believe a single punctuation mark. Zheng Chunbin wasn’t Old Ma—where did he get the nerve to make such guarantees?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just trying to fool him because he was young.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just his status as a freshman and high school graduate alone would be enough for Penguin to manipulate him—even if they made an exception, they’d give him at most a T-2 title, which meant, in plain terms, a grunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even Zheng Chunbin, not even Ma Huateng himself, could make him change his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What level was he? Thinking he could be my boss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rejected twice, Zheng Chunbin said nothing outwardly, but seethed inside; yet if he stormed out now, he’d lose face, so he replied coldly: “Then I wish Mr. Chen’s FoxTao will one day rank among the top 100 shopping websites.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen laughed—he thought, you bastard, you turn hostile the moment I refuse? You deserve to have Paipai.com rot into mediocrity. Look at your gloomy face—you won’t last long at Penguin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making the top 100 isn’t easy—it’ll take three to five months at least. But Mr. Zheng, you’d better step up your game—if you don’t, this year Paipai.com’s market share won’t even make the top ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen couldn’t tolerate even a hint of disrespect—he went straight for the jugular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, two years ago Paipai.com still held 7.2% market share, but this year Fanke’s share had surged and was about to overtake Paipai.com.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lies rarely hurt; truth cuts straight to the heart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin hadn’t expected this young man to be a powder keg—did he not know his own position at Penguin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suppressed his anger, waved Liang Youzhi away: “Ah Zhi, show him out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having finished speaking, he dropped the pretense and turned to leave the conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few sentences, the meeting collapsed—Liang Youzhi hadn’t anticipated this. He chuckled awkwardly and offered kindly: “Mr. Chen, you could’ve been more tactful. Why be so blunt?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manager Liang, here’s a good piece of advice: quit early. If you want e-commerce, go to Ali or JD. Under Zheng Chunbin, Paipai.com has only one path—death. In less than two years, Pony will likely abandon his e-commerce ambitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen stood up carelessly, adjusted his collar, and prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Ma Wenteng, inspecting Paipai.com’s operations, passed by the conference room door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Chunbin had left in a hurry, the door wide open—the words “Paipai.com has only one path: death” rang clearly in his ears. He stopped, stood at the doorway, and frowned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his own headquarters, on his own turf, someone was cursing his project—Ma Wenteng was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group’s e-commerce business had never taken off; not only had it failed to grow, even Paipai.com’s existing market share was slipping away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Zhiping advised him to abandon it, shift strategy to investing in e-commerce platforms to capture their profits—but he’d always refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, he wouldn’t admit defeat; second, he refused to believe it couldn’t be done—he’d survived the 2008 internet winter, how could he fail at a simple e-commerce project?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Liang Youzhi recognized the man and the person beside him, he quickly greeted: “Little Ma, Director Liu, this is Chen Yansen, founder of FoxTao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pony, if you think I’m wrong, we can sit down and talk it through.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen grinned, confident and bold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the future key investor of Feiyu, he felt utterly relaxed, speaking as if to an old friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“????”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Wenteng stared, puzzled; after a long pause, Chen Yansen’s demeanor moved him. He gestured to Liu Zhiping, and both entered the conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1797,"2026-06-19T19:17:18.227Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","497da4e6e9d1344b91e8f70b7a3ab6b3d17f07595b5f0540735b7cfa735d9d6e","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-60","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-58",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]