[{"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-61":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},2272638,4439,"Chapter 61: 060 A Date with a Beauty","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-61",61,"\u003Cp>On September 8, the campus welcome rush faded, and Guiai.com’s orders gradually stabilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike August’s market expansion or the graduation-season street stalls of June and July, Guiai.com’s September customer acquisition strategy focused on scattered, deep penetration into student groups—during which a novel change emerged: part-time orders reached about one-third of full-time orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—More flexible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Yu Xing’s summary during discussions with Lu Haiying and Zhong Zhiling about the company’s status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In three months, Guiai.com adapted its approach to different environments, vividly illustrating what “a small boat turns easily” means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Zhenai.com, Century Love, and Baihe.com’s hesitation likely stemmed from their own scale considerations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Zhiling listened half-heartedly to his senior’s enthusiastic summary, finally unable to hold back: “Xing-ge, I’m just thinking about how much Zhenai.com and the others might offer—I hope it’s higher. Yet you’re still… so calm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he really wanted to say was: What’s left to summarize? The company’s about to be sold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying felt the same, saying more gently: “I’ve been feeling pretty excited these past two days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else can I do? I can’t go knock on other companies’ doors to ask their offers—I can only do my job well and learn from experience. Besides, you two get to flirt during work hours, yet you haven’t even introduced me to a girlfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying’s mind pinged—wait, why hadn’t she thought of setting up her senior with a girlfriend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, well…” Zhong Zhiling had no excuse—he just assumed someone like his senior wouldn’t lack girlfriends if he wanted them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, you two chat. I’ll go be lonely with the company.” Yu Xing ended the call with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Haiying put down her phone, pondering whether any girls around her would suit her senior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening at 4:30, Yu Xing received a call from Liu Wan: asking where to eat lobster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s too far from my place to the financial center, Sister Ying. Let’s each meet halfway and eat in Minhang,” Yu Xing suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan teased: “You’re serious about treating me to dinner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing, organizing today’s orders, smiled: “We’re not strangers, so no need for formality. I’ll just treat you to lobster as an apology—I’ll finish tallying the orders and drive over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan agreed, secretly impressed: words were one thing, but Yu’s progress was real—he even had a car now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About forty minutes later, Liu Wan, who had arrived early, saw Yu Xing riding an electric scooter and corrected him: “Boss Yu, next time be more precise—riding a scooter isn’t the same as driving a car!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Ying, don’t underestimate the scooter—it’s convenient for city travel, and you avoid traffic jams,” Yu Xing said, gesturing with his chin. “Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan, half-amused, placed her delicate handbag in the basket and sat on the backseat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing lowered his head slightly, stealing a glance—I recognize those legs. They’re Bai Mao’s!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started the scooter, riding into the evening breeze: “Sister Ying, what do you want to eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan blinked: “Didn’t we say lobster?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing recommended: “The nearby little shrimp is also good. Want to try it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan, seated behind him, sighed to the sky: “You’re literally painting a cake right onto my face—and I’m the one who got painted!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just kidding, just kidding,” Yu Xing said, hesitating past a barbecue stall. “But I have to say, big lobster has its charm, little shrimp has its own flavor, and the seafood congee here? I’ve tried it—great.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan couldn’t help but sense lingering nostalgia in his tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She chuckled: “Alright, Boss Yu, I’ll try your seafood congee.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh come on, Sister Ying, you’re such a…” Yu Xing feigned annoyance. “You think I can’t afford it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan watched the scooter head straight for the Chaoshan seafood congee shop and sighed: “Downgrading spending—better to be cautious now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing’s mind stirred. Once seated inside, after ordering congee and dishes, he asked: “Sister Ying, why the sudden downgrading?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two Fannies—you know them?” Liu Wan frowned slightly. “Yesterday, the U.S. nationalized them. It’s rare—and a very bad signal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know Two Fannies…” Yu Xing knew what they were. “They’re mortgage-backed financing institutions. Uh, Sister Ying, did you invest in stocks or financial products? Should you pull out now? If even Two Fannies are nationalized, what’s next?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have some investments in the stock market,” Liu Wan mused. “We’ll see what happens. You need to prepare mentally for market cycles—the U.S. subprime market has shown problems since last year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing weighed his words, offered more advice, but couldn’t press further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the topic inevitably cast a somber mood between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why talk about this?” Liu Wan smiled, changing the subject. “Today, I want to hear about your rags-to-riches story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The company’s direction is mostly set—I just hope for some luck when I attend the Internet Conference in Jin Ling late this month.” Yu Xing’s gaze flickered briefly over Liu Wan’s red lips. “The matter I mentioned on the phone last time—I really want to give you a proper update.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? You’re going to the Internet Conference?” Liu Wan was surprised, then teased: “You’re going to paint a cake again? Go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing raised his eyebrows: “No, no—I’m not painting a cake.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan interrupted: “Who ever admits they’re painting a cake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Ying, I say what I mean—especially with you. We’re family,” Yu Xing said, looking at the potential angel investor before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan put down her spoon, counting on her fingers: “Let’s see… how many times have we met? Jin Ling: one, two, three, four, five—oh, this is the sixth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, Sister Ying, you counted one too many. This is the fifth,” Yu Xing said sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan smiled sweetly: “Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. I remember every meeting with you vividly,” Yu Xing said, earnest and upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan gave him a thumbs-up: “No wonder you’re the founder of Guiai.com—very skilled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing chuckled: “It’s respect for beautiful girls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised a finger, cutting off Liu Wan’s reply, and said seriously: “Especially with you, Sister Ying, respect is essential.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan smiled warmly: “That’s why your mouth is so successful, Boss Yu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Ying, this year we’re launching a new project—a real one, ready for A\u002FB\u002FC-round funding,” Yu Xing steered back. “We’re building a community site for working professionals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan sipped her congee, then after ten seconds gave her first impression: “It’s a niche direction. Be more specific.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Internet projects were everywhere now. “Working professionals” was too vague—but focusing on niches was right. Look back: the portal era had the “Big Three”—Sohu, Sina, NetEase. Today, there’s BAT. Whether social, search, e-commerce, or gaming, all these fields already had giants—and they were still expanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without niche focus, you’d be overlooked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a gathering place for working professionals—anonymous, open to all kinds of company gossip, insider info, drama, and leaks,” Yu Xing elaborated. “We want to build an objective, independent third party—a hub for industry secrets, a workplace gossip site, the Jianghu’s all-knowing sage of this era.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan considered this positioning, mentally scanning today’s internet landscape—her eyes lit up. It sounded genuinely appealing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, she asked slowly: “Investors in internet projects often ask one question. Do you know what it is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing had never met an investor, but he could guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled: “Song Yufeng once asked me: if a company like Tencent were to do our project, what would you do? Turns out, Tencent had no interest—only NetEase, with its dating business foundation, showed curiosity. But the nature of the question is the same, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan nodded: “Yes. Since you’re aiming for A\u002FB\u002FC rounds, your project will face countless tests. If Tencent does it, what do you do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing this industry-headache question, Yu Xing answered without hesitation: “Tencent has a natural flaw.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing said seriously: “Tencent has a stance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only five words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan felt as if struck by lightning, clapping her hands in admiration: “I’m clearly not a good investor—I’m not suited for this role—but you? You’re a truly excellent entrepreneur.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, any such site must attract employees from big companies. If Tencent built it, its inherent bias would raise doubts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without true independence, without neutral credibility, the site could never convince employees from other companies to join.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse—if Tencent built it, it would inevitably lose employees from its competitors. Given its all-pervasive reach, the customer loss would be massive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing smiled slightly, adding a second reason: “Tencent has massive traffic, but in the workplace space, that traffic is weakened. Investors worry the giant will erase your first-mover advantage with sheer volume.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Tencent did it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The premise assumes Tencent notices a promising project, then makes minor improvements and floods it with traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan pondered Yu Xing’s words: Tencent’s social traffic is diluted here, and the site has first-mover advantage—if they could find the right investor…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a long moment before speaking: “I’m not a good investor, Yu Xing. Your logic is self-consistent—I actually think it’s quite good. But whether it’s truly sound? I don’t know. Like I said, I’m not a good investor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two seconds later, he nodded, pulled out a business card, and handed it to Liu Wan: “Alright, Sister Ying. Here’s my card. If you want to realize your Hong Kong mansion dream, call me. Goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing stood, walked out with effortless flair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan stared blankly at the card, watching his figure disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten seconds later, Yu Xing walked back in, grinning: “Hehe, Sister Ying, how’s that for style? Cool, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan exhaled, glanced at the card in her hand, and laughed helplessly: “Even your business card’s fake…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hand was clearly a card from “Tai Ling Electric Scooter Shop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me honestly—if I were a real investor, would this leave a lasting impression?” Yu Xing asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan had to say sincerely: “I think yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought a few more seconds: “You’re very confident—and your points are solid. Has the site got a name? Is this your next target, the one you’ll lead your juniors into?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Yu Xing’s logic, no big internet firm—Tencent or others—could realistically do this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Objective. Independent. Third-party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, theoretically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re planning to call it ‘Those Things,’” Yu Xing replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan murmured the name a few times, then asked: “If you want to be the Jianghu’s all-knowing sage, why not just name it ‘All-Knowing Sage’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing froze: “Huh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s distinctive, easy to understand, and highly shareable—internet virality matters,” Liu Wan offered her view. “‘Those Things’ fits the site’s concept, but ‘All-Knowing Sage’ is better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing thought a moment: “Alright. I’ll consider it. If we settle on it, I’ll give you 0.00000001% equity—officially, you’re the naming investor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seriously, Sister Ying, think it over. We’ve got a small team with some startup experience, a few industry leaks ready to scale. Once Guiai.com sells, we’ll have seed funding,” Yu Xing said earnestly. “Internet teams don’t need to be as big as Guiai.com—they’re easier to manage. If we nail our first-mover advantage, we won’t get rich overnight, but you’ll get closer to that mansion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan considered it for five seconds—then just smiled, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If all else fails, sell your U.S. stocks now and invest directly in us—it’s better than riding out the cycle,” Yu Xing tried another angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan laughed: “Alright, alright—if it drops 20%, I’ll sell and invest in you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the U.S. market had many problems, she believed she could still manage it—this was still just a correction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded and began chatting about some amusing clients he’d encountered during the enrollment season.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan listened for a while, then asked: “You’re not trying to convince me to invest anymore? Giving up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Didn’t you just agree to me?” Yu Xing feigned surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan took two seconds to react, then laughed bitterly: “Fine, you really hope I’ll cut off my flesh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing laughed too, though inside he felt a pang of regret—this was the most honest thing he’d said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the giant prawns, they drank seafood porridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan listened to the startup team’s funny stories and problems, along with reactions from the dating industry brands, and found the evening overall quite enjoyable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two took a short walk along the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing it was getting late, Liu Wan smiled: “Let’s go. Give me a ride—I’m heading back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing thought for a moment and said: “Sister Ying, take a taxi home. I’ll reimburse you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted the seat: “I’m afraid if I take you home, my battery won’t last.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up her bag, half-helpless, half-amused: “Alright, Boss Yu. See you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing didn’t forget the main matter: “Sister Ying, really, please consider our project.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan waved her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Ying,” Yu Xing called out as she took a few steps away, finally complimenting: “Your lipstick looks great—what shade is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan blinked: “I won’t tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t choose a taxi, but headed toward the more convenient subway station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing watched until her figure vanished completely, then slowly rode his electric scooter back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he arrived under his apartment building, his phone received a message from Liu Wan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan: It’s Armani 406, with a hint of rose-red, makes skin look fairer—buy it for some little girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing was about to reply when Song Yufeng called—he Zhenghao  wanted to discuss name options with this legal representative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Liu Wan returned to the hotel. She didn’t go up immediately, but sat on the lobby sofa and waited a bit—no reply came, but she spotted her colleague Su Jiayi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Ying, back from a date?” Su Jiayi smirked as she sidled up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just met a kid, discussed a project,” Liu Wan replied with a smile. “I wanted to eat something delicious, ended up coming back with a belly full of porridge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Jiayi said seriously: “Then what did you want to come back with—a belly full of what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan took a moment to catch on, then reached out: “Su Jiayi, I’m going to tear your mouth apart!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, hey, wrong, wrong! Who told you to sit here staring at your phone?” Su Jiayi begged, then added an excuse: “You looked just like someone reluctant to leave after a date.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan scoffed: Had she gone halfway and come back, eaten an imaginary giant prawn, and been targeted by someone eyeing her money?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She explained: “He’s one of my brother’s graduate students—he’s starting a business and asked me for help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Jiayi’s interest dropped sharply: “Oh, okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Liu Wan added: “He’s actually quite interesting, quite fun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Jiayi glanced at her again skeptically—was this really not a date?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She probed gently: “How exactly is he fun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, he’s got high initiative, unusual ways of thinking,” Liu Wan tried to summarize, a faint smile on her face. “Kind of gambler-like, yeah, sometimes his heart’s pretty dark—hey, even tried to get me to invest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Jiayi stared at Liu Wan’s expression and gasped: “Oh no, oh no...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan shot her a hostile look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone’s getting lured away!” Su Jiayi half-joked. “Don’t glare at me—I mean, someone’s money’s getting lured away by the project!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan reined in her twitching hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Jiayi stood up, slipped out of reach, then ran off a few steps and turned back with a grin: “Even worse now—both person and money are getting lured away...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan didn’t chase her, preparing to take the elevator back to her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she glanced one last time at her silent phone—and a quiet thought slipped into her mind: This guy’s annoying. Why didn’t he reply to my message?\u003C\u002Fp>",2627,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0d806715aa3dd3a9520795c334eb7d6033ee84cd813e09e9c9ae38925b3f9104","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-62","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-60",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]