[{"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-48":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},2272625,4439,"Chapter 48","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-48",48,"\u003Cp>Song Yufeng listened in Quancheng  on the Sina interview with Yu Xing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a journalist—or rather, a former journalist—he found many of the responses deeply impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond using the doctor-patient relationship to describe the current situation, there was also the blunt dismissal of NetEase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—I advise NetEase: if you’re sick, get treated; if you’re not sick… that’s impossible—I’ve worn a white coat for years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—A friend said this is NetEase paying tribute to me; OK, then my post today is a tribute to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—NetEase is too arrogant. It could have waited a while—at least until its own reports disappeared from portal sites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Yu Xing also responded to some business matters, which didn’t exceed the scope of previous interviews, but he took this opportunity to clarify the project details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng waited until the phone interview ended before voicing his own impression: “Yu Xing, Director Yu, I had a feeling I wanted to mention but forgot—I noticed you’re incredibly calm during interviews. In my past interviews with many people, none spoke as clearly as you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing merely smiled at the compliment: “Mm, did I hand you your transportation fee neatly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard to judge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Song Yufeng gave an honest evaluation: “Yes, it was neat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transportation fee was neat, the recording was neat, the coercion was neat, the bite was neat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, you’ve eaten and drunk, you’re not drunk—go home yourself. I’ve got things to do,” Yu Xing said as he stood to pay, “This meal’s on me. You’re not employed anymore—don’t be polite.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng made a “tsk” sound, feeling as if he’d been stabbed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d wanted to take a quiet evening stroll with the shadowy mastermind, but Yu Xing wasn’t just talking—he was genuinely handling business calls, so Song Yufeng could only trudge home dejectedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Song Yufeng got home, his girlfriend Yin Baoyi had already returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of Guoaiwang, the two were in a cold war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you back so late?” Yin Baoyi asked coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng wanted to tell her about what happened at the office, but for some reason, it suddenly felt meaningless—he shook his head and said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Baoyi didn’t press him; she turned on the TV and watched alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng sat in his study, facing the computer, staring at the unfinished articles, fingers resting on the keyboard, when suddenly sorrow welled up inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gone. Gone. Everything was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed he could only leave behind his integrity in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Song Yufeng woke earlier than usual. After a quick wash, he packed his bag and headed out, even unconsciously boarding the subway toward the office—until he reached the station and realized he no longer had to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, a text from Yu Xing arrived on his phone, containing the Penguin reporter’s contact details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At ten a.m., Song Yufeng met the reporter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike last night’s despair or this morning’s confusion, he was now energized after a cup of coffee, and spoke frankly and vividly to his former colleague about the events and his refusal to join the corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having prepared his remarks in advance, Song Yufeng inevitably cast Penguin as the target while discussing NetEase and his stance—but he didn’t care, confident his former colleague would edit out those parts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interview lasted until noon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kong Huilin, let me treat you to a meal,” Song Yufeng said as lunchtime approached, inviting his former colleague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin declined, but expressed sincere admiration: “No, I’ll eat later. Song Yufeng, I truly admire you. You stood up so fiercely—I’m honest, if I were in your position, I couldn’t have done it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng replied modestly: “As a journalist, I’ve been in the field a little longer than you. I’ve seen all kinds of things—but I haven’t always stood up. Sometimes my heart is like a room full of darkness. But this time, I just wanted to open the window…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spread his hands and smiled: “Guess what happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin listened in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng sighed: “I didn’t fully open the window—but I pushed it open just a crack, and sunlight, ignoring the darkness, poured in. The room suddenly lit up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin regarded him with deep respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t do it—so she admired those who could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng didn’t offer empty pleasantries; he extended his right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin shook his hand firmly, conveying her feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng bid her farewell and turned to leave the café.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin watched the back of this principled journalist fade from view, deeply moved and lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone appears hard, speaks hard, acts hard—he is hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SchoolNet still retracted the article.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reports from Sina and Penguin emerged, carrying the voices of both parties to a wider audience—and their words were unforgettable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—I never imagined business competition could be more intense than doctor-patient relations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—If NetEase is no longer a media outlet with principles, then I’ll express my own principles. NetEase won’t give me a stance? Then I’ll give it one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the entrepreneur, a former doctor turned businessman, speaking with wit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was the NetEase interviewee, firm in attitude, upholding journalistic integrity, directly confronting the company head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The facts had been proven: the founder of Guoaiwang had not lied. NetEase’s newly launched “NetEase Dating” indeed forced collaboration with innovators—and more sensitively, this innovation originated from internal circulation of the interview report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Song Yufeng’s account, Director Ying Jiadong had inquired about the project before the report was published, and later even demanded he contact Guoaiwang to obtain clearer investigative data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a particularly vile act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, as Sina and Penguin’s reports spread, users on SchoolNet who noticed the incident began voicing discontent: Where was that college student’s grassroots article? Why had it vanished?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More people flooded Yu Xing’s homepage with supportive comments; some even voluntarily reposted the Sina and Penguin links on SchoolNet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For three straight days, Guoaiwang’s founder spoke out, NetEase’s journalist defected, Sina and Penguin published back-to-back reports—yet NetEase remained silent, and “NetEase Dating” continued operating normally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these circumstances, Guoaiwang’s third-in-command, Zhong Zhiling, called his senior brother with advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xing-ge, let’s sell out Song Yufeng. That’ll add a twist to public opinion—when this newly minted upright journalist suddenly collapses, it’ll definitely drive more traffic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling offered his observation and suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing remained silent for a long while, then sighed and questioned: “Zhiling, didn’t you say you had good character?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Business comes first. I’m willing to sacrifice my character,” Zhong Zhiling replied without hesitation—he now managed the Lin’an market and had grown deeply anxious since NetEase truly entered their sector. “Xing-ge, if you need to preserve your image, I’ll expose this spineless man myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling suddenly remembered the time his senior brother had gone to the police station to bail him out, and sighed again: “Xing-ge, didn’t you say your character was average?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing laughed helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He explained: “The situation is already good enough. Yesterday, our online store had nearly 6,000 visitors, with 125 successful orders—a conversion rate over 2%. If you knock Song Yufeng down now, you might trigger even more complicated problems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the exposure, Guoaiwang’s online store peaked at 1,000 visitors with a conversion rate under 0.8%. Now, traffic is six times higher, and conversion is more than doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The contrast is stark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Yu Xing’s SchoolNet friend count is rising rapidly, which will further boost Guoaiwang’s online orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm… from a strategic perspective…” Zhong Zhiling mused, “You’re right, Xing-ge. I was shortsighted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then added: “Offline orders in Lin’an are dropping fast, and staff are quitting quickly. If we can maintain this level of online orders for a full month, we’ll make it through August.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>July’s graduation season had ended; Zhong Zhiling felt Guoaiwang’s tangible changes, and the store’s daily average of over 100 orders was a vital supplement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once September arrives and school resumes, offline traffic will return, potentially balancing and stabilizing the online-offline structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I feel this traffic hasn’t peaked yet, but it will decline later,” Yu Xing said. “We haven’t released our full critique of the company yet. Once everything concludes, August’s revenue won’t be bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was the earlier online marketing or the current attacks on NetEase, all were aimed at the company’s business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call ended. Both waited for further developments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing waited a day. Seeing NetEase still offered no response, he reposted his original article on SchoolNet—this time, it wasn’t taken down, confirming his sense that NetEase’s reply was imminent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, on July 29, NetEase announced a temporary suspension of “NetEase Dating,” fired the responsible personnel, and had a vice president personally call Yu Xing to offer a deep apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing answered the call and stated his position: “I expect a public apology—either within your company or before media cameras.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Xing, we’ve already fired Ying Jiadong. What more do you want? Do you really need this?” Vice President Cao Yongnan replied stiffly. Hadn’t firing a director been enough?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cao Zong, you’re not my classmate or mentor. Since this is communication between two companies, please address me as Director Yu.” Yu Xing insisted, clearly signaling his stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Yongnan chuckled: “Director Yu, you’re really holding onto your advantage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing countered: “Then, Cao Zong, who handed you the ‘right’ in the first place?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Yongnan teased: “Director Yu, should we have our CEO Ding Zong come personally to apologize?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing exclaimed in delight: “Really? I’d accept!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Yongnan: “…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a breath, neither accepting nor rejecting the request, and said: “On behalf of NetEase, I apologize for this matter. All follow-up issues will be handled by our Director Zhuo Shiming. Director Yu, I wish you success in your venture.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Yu Xing could reply, he heard the dial tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, a call from Guoaiwang’s third-in-command interrupted his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling’s excited voice came through: “Xing-ge, have you started already? I’ve seen a bunch of negative posts popping up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was part of their earlier plan: first raise doubts, then expose Guoaiwang’s high commission rates—a kind of twist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing blinked: “Huh? I haven’t started yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling froze: “Not started? Then what’s this…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the very night Yu Xing received NetEase’s apology, online criticism of Guoaiwang and its business suddenly surged—accusing the company of relying heavily on interns.\u003C\u002Fp>",1731,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6ed08f28563f3a39b69111017b7e941c0fa7a413c5a5c26319f0ecdc6c304f36","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-49","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-47",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]