[{"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-51":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},2272628,4439,"Chapter 51","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>The minivan came, and the minivan left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vehicle wasn’t anything special, and neither were the people…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a wind-like college student, a crazy college student…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new director, Zhuo Shiming, stood at the door smoking, still thinking about what had happened that morning, but then suddenly recalled the college entrepreneur’s words—morality is a constraint on oneself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this matter alone, the right and wrong of positions were actually clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Shiming took a drag, and before his eyes appeared the scene after the apology ended—Yu Xing seemed to be putting on a show; as soon as it was over, he got in the car, his expression shifting from intense to calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, according to a colleague by the window upstairs, the minivan stopped not far away and picked up someone suspected to be a journalist, and another figure looked very much like the former employee, Song Yufeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did Song Yufeng get mixed up with Guai Ai Network?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This question was slightly puzzling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no need to overthink it—though he had come from Yangcheng to take over the position, and though his contact with the college student had been fleeting, Zhuo Shiming clearly felt that Yu Xing was unquestionably a man skilled at seizing opportunities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guai Ai Network had been doing marketing on campus networks; this wave might bring in a lot more orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Shiming chuckled, crushed out his cigarette—it wasn’t that he particularly disliked Yu Xing’s methods; after all, it was all the previous boss’s problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, there was one thing he couldn’t ignore: Yu Xing had shouted the slogan “Ten Million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How dare he say that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guai Ai Network had only been founded and operating for less than two months!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did ten million mean in the matchmaking industry?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others might not know, but Zhuo Shiming was very clear: his own team’s annual revenue was around five million, and even the industry leader, Century Love, was estimated to have this year’s revenue of about thirty million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two, Zhen Ai Network and Baihe Network, wouldn’t be far behind in revenue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten million in revenue would be double his own, and thirty percent of Century Love’s!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although revenue alone couldn’t fully describe a company’s strength, such a rapid rush into the market clearly proved astonishing potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Shiming had taken over from his predecessor and heard about Guai Ai Network’s revenue last month—it was estimated at several hundred thousand, even up to a million, but that was all targeted at graduates, essentially a “peak season.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Shiming thought about online marketing, about social demographics, turning the idea over and over in his mind, unable to figure out how much of Yu Xing and Guai Ai Network was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten million, hey, ten million…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuo Shiming tossed the cigarette butt into the trash bin and decided he still had to continue the project, just with a slight makeover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d already apologized—how could he not let someone earn a living?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crowd came rushing in, and rushed out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minivans were rented for the day; one delivered employees to their stalls one by one, then drove toward Guai Ai Network’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing had already assigned tasks today, reserving the entire day to handle interviews and respond to online criticism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, he hadn’t expected the interview to come so fast—he’d underestimated Song Yufeng’s potential as a spineless man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Zong, I’ll interview you, but I can’t guarantee it’ll be published—I can only say I’ll do my best,” said Penguin journalist Kong Huilin, holding her recorder seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, thank you, Sister Lin,” Yu Xing replied, then added a small request, “Could you send me the edited transcript later?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Song Yufeng walked into the office with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing politely said, “Brother Feng, you go ahead and take care of your business—I’ll handle things here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng couldn’t help glancing at Kong Huilin, and she turned her head to look at him too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huilin, thank you so much,” Song Yufeng laughed cheerfully. “Yu Zong is an outstanding college entrepreneur—he has great charisma and strong principles. After the NetEase incident, his first move was to pay his employees’ salaries. I believe a founder with this spirit will surely succeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin nodded—this was expected, but not easy to achieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng nodded to Yu Xing, then turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing watched their exchange and sensed something off—their demeanor, their eyes, the words just now… too righteous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He connected it with Song Yufeng’s sudden change overnight, and a suspicion arose—could it be…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, was this interview a seduction?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing immediately became more serious—no matter what, this opportunity was hard-won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Zong, I’m curious—how does your experience differ now, as a company founder, from two months ago when you were a medical graduate student?” Kong Huilin withdrew her gaze and asked her first question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The feeling of entrepreneurship is still strange,” Yu Xing spoke honestly, then reflected, “First, I deeply respect my profession, my classmates, teachers, and senior doctors—but not everyone is suited to medicine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have strong empathy. Every time I see patients’ conditions, I feel weighed down, always imagining their current suffering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But now, with this project, personally, I feel much lighter—I witness beautiful love, and I’m willing to witness their perseverance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin nodded and pressed further: “I know your project gives roses to couples who reach marriage—but those who break up are the majority of your clients. Can you still feel beauty in that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was indeed beautiful—if they broke up, they wouldn’t redeem the rose—but he couldn’t say that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing paused briefly, then answered: “Love is always winding and convoluted. When my clients break up, I feel regret for them—but these regrets accumulate and make me appreciate marriage even more. What I hope for is that the gift we give to the victors can offer more support and encouragement to love stories that have endured twists and turns.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin stared at the college entrepreneur before her and asked: “Yu Zong, today you shouted the goal of ten million in revenue—doesn’t the foundation for such growth come precisely from those broken relationships? Are your praises and gifts merely disguising the goal of a commercial company?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a journalist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing realized this—she was a journalist who didn’t take carfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did that Song guy operate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t hesitate to counter: “Sister Lin, do you know how much commission we give each employee per order? Up to two hundred yuan per order, plus team performance shares—maximum two hundred twenty yuan per order, meaning the company keeps only seventy-nine yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You say we’re a commercial company—that’s true—but our current operations revolve around social surveys. Perhaps later we’ll pursue profit-driven commercial behavior, but right now I must say: have you ever seen a commercial company operate like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing pulled open a drawer and handed the employee salary calculations and team share breakdowns to the journalist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin glanced briefly—and was genuinely surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, quickly in her mind, she labeled it: a business company full of college-student romance, not very commercial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t help laughing: “Now I’m starting to doubt whether your company can even last until the redemption deadline.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing this question, Yu Xing brought up his earlier cost-cutting explanation again, adding: “We’ve launched online operations—orders through online channels have no high commissions, meaning this will be a crucial part supporting our company’s operation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I truly wanted to profit from this social survey, I wouldn’t give such high commissions to employees.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I truly wanted to rapidly commercialize this social survey, I wouldn’t do it this way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My goal is to complete a social survey based on the college student population—it’s already a very cool thing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m still young—I’ll be cool first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we can make a little extra money along the way, even better!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But as long as we can keep going, I get to witness people’s love every day—that’s already amazing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In three years, five years, I hope to see more and more clients walk into wedding halls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing looked seriously at the journalist: “I intend to run this long-term. If one day the company truly can’t operate, even if I have to pay out of my own pocket, I will deliver every rose to every new couple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin couldn’t help smiling—was this the romantic idealism of a college entrepreneur?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Brother Feng felt reluctant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a flower blooming in sunlight, untouched by worldly experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Huilin put away her smile, nodded, and continued the interview.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the company boss was being interviewed, the new temporary employee, Song Yufeng, organized online clarification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, he explained the project and business; on the other, he revealed the high commission structure—“The company isn’t making money at all—we’re just doing a social survey.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone scoffed: “Not making money? Are you running a charity? Does a company like this exist?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, more concrete evidence was posted—even former employees were contacted to confirm: the commission structure was indeed high, and what remained barely covered operational costs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting aside the project and business, this blatantly charitable behavior instantly captured the majority’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit, I’ve never seen this—299 yuan, you give away 200? Are you running a company or a charity?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True charity company!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, companies don’t work like this. Entrepreneurship isn’t done this way. Let me teach you how to start a company.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just finished my MBA—I had no interest in this kind of thing, but seeing your commission structure made me laugh. Send me your contact—I’ll tell you how to really start a company.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me in—Guanghua School at Tsinghua University requests to join!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Contrary to Song Yufeng’s expectations, public sentiment did improve—but the direction was bizarre; why were people now teaching Yu Xing how to start a company?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he some naive, adorable bunny?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teaching him? Afraid he won’t kill someone?\u003C\u002Fp>",1662,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","352e93cd463cab679f6db55fd9c0d8a2743fe2fb9070c34a3a521430dec21fe3","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-52","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-50",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]