[{"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-28":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},2272605,4439,"Chapter 28","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-28",28,"\u003Cp>Feng Zongze returned to his dormitory after a long day of work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His semester hadn’t ended yet, but campus management had become extremely lax—aside from trying to recruit factory workers, there was little interference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Zongze didn’t want to go to the factory, but he had no better options for now; he joined Guiai Network only after his previous part-time agency called him, saying they could help solve his internship certification issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed the principle that “better to resolve it early than late,” attended the promotional session, paid the fee, and started working.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Zongze washed his face, but before he could think much about work, he was pulled to a card table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, let’s play Landlord!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Feng, you sit down! I trust you to be my downwind!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Zongze wasn’t skilled at cards, but he loved this lively dorm life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet today, while playing, he mentioned his work—specifically, the senior who got arrested yesterday and the senior promoting sales today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare they do this?” Feng Zongze shook his head, a touch envious. “I heard they’re from a big company in Xiangjiang, but somehow they got connected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should try it too, Old Feng,” his roommate said, smoking casually. “What exactly is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Zongze sorted his cards and casually described the product.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he noticed two roommates with girlfriends were listening closely, and without thinking, he recited his script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Liu, you and your girlfriend have great chemistry—I’ve always thought you two were made for each other!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Zhang, you’re so serious about Qianqian—you’re definitely heading for marriage. This company’s currently expanding, spots are limited, and it’s a great deal. Take a look later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, Feng Zongze suddenly felt nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this company even reliable? What if they don’t deliver?” his roommate asked the same question he’d heard many times already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a Hong Kong company—registered capital is ten million. They even grow roses in Yunnan. Future promotion will be fully integrated,” Feng Zongze said, repeating what he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Feng, do you get commission? How much?” another single roommate asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“About 150 to 200 per order,” Feng Zongze replied honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a lot! I’ll place an order—treat me to dinner tonight,” Old Liu chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Zongze immediately agreed: “No problem!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Influenced by Old Liu, Big Zhang—who’d been hesitating—quickly made the same decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Zongze’s mood lifted, and his luck at cards improved too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the game ended, he kept his promise, took his roommates out for late-night snacks, and drank quite a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next morning, lying in bed, Feng Zongze did the math: he spent 435 on dinner and drinks, and the maximum commission from two orders was just 400… he was still 35 short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, he did eat and drink it all himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Zongze jumped up quickly, washed up, and dashed out the door with renewed energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Work, work, I need to work!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Team leader, team leader, I want to be team leader!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seniors have their ways, interns have their own paths!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three leaders of Guiai Network each had their own activities, but overall progress was solid—largely because nearly every university had its own people on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With insiders, they knew exactly where to find and convert potential customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides training intern staff, Guiai Network also partnered with campus clubs, offering them the highest 20% commission to expand reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yu Xing felt this pace was still too slow—he’d already called intermediaries in Shencheng and Lin’an to rent apartments. Yet apart from offline promotion, he also saw the interview invited by Lu Haiying as a chance to break through online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Offline teams were essential, but online traffic might bring unexpected surprises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Saturday, Yu Xing, Lu Haiying, and Zhong Zhiling met Song Yufeng, the reporter from NetEase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You three are the founding team of Guiai Network?” Song Yufeng had been at the company only a short while and had no major stories to break; he came only because he thought “College Student Love Survey Report” might attract some clicks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three nodded, but Lu Haiying and Zhong Zhiling both looked toward the senior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng nodded—undoubtedly, the soul of this startup was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interview was held in an empty classroom with no disturbances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng skipped small talk and got straight to the point: “Yu Xing, why did you choose to start a business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing replied bluntly: “Pathology doesn’t make money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng coughed and advised: “Hey, Yu Xing, you can’t say that. You should say your family pushed you into medicine for the college entrance exam, but now you’re choosing your own life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Feng, that answer’s too generic. Who’d want to read an interview like that? Better to be direct—it might get more clicks,” Yu Xing disagreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng thought carefully—it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He conceded and continued: “So how did you come up with the idea for a ‘Love Contract’ product?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because I believe love that lasts deserves praise,” Yu Xing said, slightly excited. “Campus love is beautiful, but love that survives after graduation—through society’s tests—is even more beautiful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve studied your product setup. What’s your estimated probability that college couples will marry after three years? Is it very low?” Song Yufeng zeroed in on the key point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After extensive surveys, we estimate it’s under 21%, but we need real customer data to confirm,” Yu Xing said seriously, avoiding vague figures like 1% or 2%. “I hope this probability rises as society progresses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng pressed sharply: “Do you really hope that? Doesn’t this product make money precisely because the marriage rate is low? I did a quick calculation—this rate seems insufficient to cover your company’s operational and redemption costs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the other could answer, he asked again: “What happens to customers who placed orders and then married, if the company can’t sustain itself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing thought carefully and asked back: “Brother Feng, what do you think I should say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng smiled: “Didn’t you just say you want to be direct? Then keep being direct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing thought seriously, then waved to the third-in-command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling hurried over and slipped him the media’s transportation fee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, hey, what’s this? No need, no need,” Song Yufeng couldn’t resist the startup’s enthusiasm and reluctantly took the fee, then casually felt its thickness in his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing waited until he sat back down and asked again: “Brother Feng, what do you think I should say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?” Song Yufeng sipped tea and shook his head. “Forget that question. Let’s change it—have you witnessed any beautiful loves during your startup journey?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you can’t solve the problem, just ask another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing understood—he could now speak freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Lu Haiying seemed to grasp something: treat others with sincerity, treat others with sincerity… this sincerity… was in the money.\u003C\u002Fp>",1138,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d509ff752c0dde96e02b6b21eacc4dac906523e33d33f1b22b9032c5773531e7","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-29","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-27",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]