[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich":3,"chapter-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-10":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","What's Wrong with Me Being the Last to Get Rich?",{"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},2272587,4439,"Chapter 10: 009 If You Don","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-10",10,"\u003Cp>Yu Xing was surprised by his junior’s intense reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head slightly, looking at Zhong Zhiling under the lamp—furious—and asked, “How am I not a person again? Sit down and talk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You pushing me is one thing, but why drag Lu Haiying into this!” Zhong Zhiling glared at Yu Xing. “What does this have to do with her?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing spread his hands. “The company needs people; she needs a job. Perfect match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling’s eyes bulged. “She has a job! Her family found her one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing didn’t retract his hands; he spoke more precisely: “The company needs people. She needs a job in Jin Ling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling took a heavy breath. “She needs a shitty job like yours? You’ve already screwed me over—why go after her?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t screw you over,” Yu Xing corrected. “You’re the company’s number two. You can’t think like this about your own company.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stared at the man before him, utterly absurd and ridiculous: “What the hell number two? The company’s got two people!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three,” Yu Xing gestured to the ground, urging his junior to sit. “If you don’t want the job, let your girlfriend take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling glared: “You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing patted the grass again. “Also, I didn’t screw your girlfriend. If you want to talk, sit down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling opened his mouth to shout, then noticed glances from nearby. He crouched, grabbed Yu Xing’s collar, and growled, “You called her. You got her to come here. Why didn’t you call my parents?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing remained calm. “I don’t have their numbers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling laughed bitterly, pulled out his phone, and threw it onto the grass. “Call them. Call now. Bring my whole family to work for this crap!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing shook off his junior’s grip, picked up the phone, scrolled through contacts, and dialed “Dad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——beep, beep, beep…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling snatched the phone, hung up. Fuck—I underestimated him!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gripped the phone tightly and growled, “Lu Haiying is innocent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing halted his hand mid-spread, amused. “You make me feel like a murderer—or running a pyramid scheme, dragging people in and not letting them leave. This place is free to come and go. Including you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you targeting her?! What do you want?!” Zhong Zhiling was near collapse. Don’t harm family!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing sighed. “Zhong Zhiling, if you still don’t believe in our project, there’s no point staying. I don’t want anything. I have a position. If she wants it, that’s it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She has better opportunities. She came here because of you!” Zhong Zhiling spat. “You manipulated me, tricked me, used me as a guinea pig—that’s fine! But why drag her into it?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since that night, since he started complaining and arguing with Yu Xing, his once-ordinary life had suddenly spun into a vortex—he had no power to resist, dragged step by step by his senior!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressured into signing contracts, told about the wealth management collapse, forced into reconciliation, shoved into entrepreneurship, ordered to drop out of school…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now even his girlfriend was being pulled here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling broke. Truly broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not dragging her in—it’s that I think this opportunity is genuinely good,” Yu Xing kept his patience. “If we work together, we can solve problems. What are you afraid of?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stared straight at his senior. “I’m afraid she gets a criminal record!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing: “…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He plucked a blade of grass, nodded. “Fine. Then have her work with you. Working on the little pills won’t leave a record.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t do it. I’m done with everything!” Zhong Zhiling shouted. “I’m going back to wait for death. Let me die alone!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing frowned. As a healer, he had compassion—even if it sounded like anger, he didn’t want to see another doomed soul walk this path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he still needed people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhong Zhiling, is your logic flawed? If you think our project is worthless and can’t succeed, then find your own way,” Yu Xing urged. “If you think it’s viable, join us. Then why block Lu Haiying from joining?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling spoke slowly, each word deliberate: “Because you have ill intent. Because you’re too calculating.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing looked at his junior, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I ask you—why did you make me the company’s legal representative?!” Zhong Zhiling said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing stared back. “What’s wrong with being the legal rep?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My professor asked me!” Zhong Zhiling’s controlled emotions flared again. “You tell me—did you make me the rep so you could dodge legal responsibility?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it’s not illegal, how can you dodge? As long as it’s legal, that’s enough,” Yu Xing weighed his words. “Besides, what can you even do in this company?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling: “I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No money, in debt. No skills—you studied medicine. No resources. Your family isn’t local,” Yu Xing said sincerely. “We only wanted you. Now you won’t even take a risk? What else can we do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, we’ll avoid anything risky. You heard my chat with Sister Ying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worst case, they shut us down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What difference does it make if you’re the legal rep?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing spoke confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling snapped: “Then you be it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing fell silent for a few seconds. “Then leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stood up to go—then crouched again at the next words from the man before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing said: “I’ll make Lu Haiying the legal rep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, there’s not a single good person with the surname Yu!” Zhong Zhiling grabbed Yu Xing’s collar again, firm as iron. “I won’t do it, and she won’t either! Let whoever wants to, do it! I’m going to tell her right now—I’m breaking up with her. I’m done. I’m quitting. I’ll go work construction. I’ll get a job!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let go, stood, voice low: “I’m done. I’m paying it back, one penny at a time. I’m done. I’m done, okay? Brother Yu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing remained calm. “What do you want? You can work construction here too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling clapped his hands. “I’m done. We’re done. Let’s split.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then your problem won’t be solved,” Yu Xing asked sadly. “When she returns to her city, meets a cheating man, feels unhappy, miserable—what then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stared coldly at the devil senior on the grass. “None of your business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not my business either, right? You’re breaking up anyway. You told me yourself—you don’t secrete dopamine anymore,” Yu Xing lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling no longer wanted to talk. He turned to leave the vortex, choosing another direction he couldn’t see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, stay alive. Don’t die,” Yu Xing called after his junior’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling sneered—fake sympathy. Crocodile tears!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My offer for Lu Haiying still stands. Whether she comes or not is her choice,” Yu Xing raised his voice slightly, enough for his junior to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling spun around. “Dream on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t want to make money, don’t block others from making it,” Yu Xing stated firmly. “You think she’s here only for you? She’s here because she believes in my project.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stared at his devil senior, at his calm face—and felt something unnerving beneath it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think you’re that attractive? You think she can’t survive without you? You think she’s blinded by love and agreed just because she could work beside you?” Yu Xing fired three questions, then answered: “She thinks the project has potential. She thinks it’s worth trying. Lu Haiying is far better than you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stared, shocked. “Impossible! You just called her—what could you possibly have said?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So far, our company has received 21 orders. Twenty of them came from Liu Wan, employees of Bain Consulting,” Yu Xing said calmly. “What do you think of Liu Wan’s ability? Do you think my discussions with her were nonsense?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling fell silent. He’d witnessed his senior’s talks with his aunt—she was a consultant, experienced, insightful. And his senior…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His senior praised her for analyzing the project’s strengths and weaknesses in a short time—but he himself hadn’t had long to develop such ideas!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one else knew—but as the experiment subject, didn’t he know best?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just repeated to Lu Haiying what I told Liu Wan,” Yu Xing said simply. “I added some optimizations. So she doesn’t believe in you—she believes in the project.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling stared at his senior on the grass. This wasn’t crocodile tears—this was the crocodile itself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This crocodile had “fooled” even his aunt—how much easier to fool his girlfriend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can slander me, but don’t slander my project. This is a business based on probability,” Yu Xing pointed eastward, repeating: “And if you don’t want to make money, don’t block others from making it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood from the grass, welcoming the company’s new member.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Zhong Zhiling follow his senior’s gaze—and realized: Lu Haiying had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the orange evening light, Lu Haiying ran toward them, smiling. As she drew closer, beads of sweat glistened on her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hi, Zhong Zhiling. Hi, Senior,” Lu Haiying waved, her clear voice carried by the evening breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling watched this scene by the campus lake path—and felt suddenly dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one side: the abyss of wealth management collapse. On the other: a future as beautiful as this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling had said to his girlfriend everything every first love says: grow old together, stay forever, discussed liking boys or girls, worried about settling in the city, planned how to treat each other’s parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it now teetered on the edge of shattering in this sweltering summer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could such a fracture truly be mended?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle breeze stirred. The water remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But dopamine seemed to secrete again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unconsciously, Zhong Zhiling stepped back two paces, standing beside his senior, murmuring: “Using people to control people—brilliant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this moment, he truly felt the power of his senior’s strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not superficial deception—but a hook straight through the fish’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Yu, I just wanted to be a quiet doctor,” Zhong Zhiling said finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hi, Lu Haiying,” Yu Xing didn’t answer immediately—he greeted Lu Haiying as she arrived, then smiled. “Pathology doctors don’t make money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, yeah, my family forced me into it—I never wanted to study medicine,” Lu Haiying said, her short hair neat, her tone direct and easygoing. “Just thinking about sitting in a hospital my whole life makes my legs feel like they’re getting varicose veins.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nudged her silent boyfriend. “Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t talk? Don’t welcome me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhong Zhiling’s thinking,” Yu Xing smiled, as if nothing had happened. “We were discussing Marx’s ‘the essence of man is the sum of all social relations.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying frowned. “How did we get onto this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Men just talk about anything under the sun,” Yu Xing said. “But it’s slightly related to our project—romantic relationships are a vital part of social relations too. Sit down.” He pointed to the grass. “You said on the phone you asked some friends—they’re hesitant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying nodded. She’d been asked to scout potential clients—and she had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have two close friends. One I talked to—she’s interested, probably willing. But the other has concerns: one, it seems unreliable; two, the price is too high.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing grunted, setting the tone: “This counts as our earliest frontline feedback.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued: “As I told you, my discussions with Liu Wan have shown that if we want to rapidly scale this project in its early stage, a price of 500 yuan might lose some potential customers’ interest—but at the same time, I’m thinking our campus activities must eventually expand outward, and two different groups need different treatment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you think—if we lower the price to 299, would your friend still hesitate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most college students today spend a few hundred to over a thousand yuan per month on living expenses; Yu Xing felt 299 yuan would let price-sensitive potential users make a decision without too much strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief thought, Lu Haiying replied: “That should work—299 and 500 just feel completely different.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing pulled out paper and pen, recalculated the simple model Liu Wan had built, solved the answer, then said: “Her 3.7% probability is probably still too high. If we calculate with 299, it drops further to 2.5%. I think we’re gradually approaching the probability in the real world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the student group, to increase scale, we can lower it to 299—the time frame remains three to ten years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the general public, raise the price to 520 and shorten the time—start with a two-year term.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This benefits our initial rollout and creates clear distinctions between customer groups, making future expansion easier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying nodded thoughtfully, then turned to find her boyfriend staring at her with an odd expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She waved her hand in front of Zhong Zhiling’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing looked at Lu Haiying, then at Zhong Zhiling, and said: “No one is born into the top 1%—but couples, including you two, can walk toward that 1% together, and eventually earn the rose blessing of true love fulfilled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her boyfriend still silent, Lu Haiying frowned and asked again: “Zhong Zhiling, are you unhappy that I came to the company?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think…” Zhong Zhiling struggled to speak, pointing at the formula on her hand, “this—this how is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think it’s fascinating—the whole ‘willing participant’ concept rests on precise probability calculations,” Lu Haiying said, intrigued. “Besides, consulting firms don’t just give advice—they can eventually negotiate acquisitions with dating companies. If we acquire one, wouldn’t that save years of effort?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling glanced at his senior—did he just say that too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing’s gaze was sincere, his smile steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no—I’m not unwelcoming you. I’m thrilled you’re here,” Zhong Zhiling forced his expression into a smile, imitating his senior’s tone. “But you’re late—the company’s legal representative is already taken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s fine,” Lu Haiying said, having already thought about it that evening. “I can handle market outreach, see how we really run this project. I can also get certified—I can switch to handling company finance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing glanced at his junior—no reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled: “We can sort all that out later—right now, we just need to build the initial framework.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying nodded vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling rubbed his face, then extended his right hand to his girlfriend: “Alright then—let me introduce myself. I’m the company’s number two, Zhong Zhiling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying tilted her head and burst out laughing: “Number two already? Where’s your company even located to have a number two already!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling laughed too, a hint of helplessness in it—no matter what that guy was like, the fledgling project had truly been dragged, day by day, into something entirely new…\u003C\u002Fp>",2429,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f63fd04368a007d7358a407aa2897f0758123da46543571263fb4e5c93c63ad6","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-11","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-9",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]