[{"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-70":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},2272647,4439,"Chapter 70: 068 Step onto the Stage (6k)","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>Once a person’s bottom line begins to slip, it seems to keep slipping forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Song Yufeng returned to the hotel that night, the moment he finished washing up and lay on the bed, he suddenly remembered his original psychological bottom line had been 22%, and then he couldn’t sleep at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How had his psychological bottom line been gradually breached?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Yu Xing and the other two really not conspired in advance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this fair to me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng thought of his defection from NetEase, of the blackmail through recorded conversations, and suddenly a sense of injustice rose in his chest—could they really manipulate him like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I may very well have the potential to become an outstanding entrepreneur!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t I just gather people and build this project myself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng rolled over, and the thought vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget it, I’ve already tried—registering a company, setting up a website, recruiting talent… all too troublesome. Since I’ve already tried, why cling to it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, his mood suddenly lightened, and he began to reflect on himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is my bottom line truly right? Do I really have the ability to start a business?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with Guai Ai Net about to be sold, do they really need my 120,000?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From another angle, all I need to contribute is 120,000 to join a seasoned startup team, secure equity, step onto the stage, and preserve my integrity…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this unreasonable? No, it’s perfectly reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from money, all I have to offer is a backbone of steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng shifted his posture, gazing up at the ceiling, and in the deep silence of night, he was forced to confront his true self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is my backbone truly that hard?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes and made peace with himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh, Yu Zong really said it well—when there’s a problem, first look for the cause in yourself; once you start looking, you find so many causes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>September 24, clear weather, gentle breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng started the day with a cup of black coffee, hurried through his morning routine, then went to the hotel restaurant for breakfast before meeting up with Yu Zong, who had already been waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing stood by the roadside smoking, gesturing to Song Yufeng: “Want one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng shook his head, glancing at the security checkpoint: “Can we go in yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not yet. Yesterday was too late, today’s too early,” Yu Xing smiled. “No problem—we can skip going in. We can just act as volunteer students, checking everyone one by one. It’s about the same.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng sincerely said: “Yu Zong, I think your mind always works fast, and you’re especially good at leveraging your student identity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing replied indifferently: “For people like us, it’s both voluntary and forced—we’ve got to use whatever we’ve got. Otherwise, what else can we do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had money and connections, he’d love to solve problems with a single phone call—but he didn’t, and he still wanted to get things done, so he had to carefully calculate what he could use or borrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng waited until Yu Zong finished smoking, then asked: “Yu Zong, were you three really not planning this in advance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing shook his head: “Not at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He answered this way, expecting Song Yufeng to press further, but the man fell silent instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing glanced at Song Yufeng and smiled: “Feng Ge, your mindset adjusts quickly and well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here’s how I see it,” Song Yufeng said, rather proud. “If I go out on my own, I’ll exhaust myself—and still face competition from you guys. If I don’t move fast, if I’d refused yesterday, I feared our relationship would be in danger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Yu Zong supporters had already pushed the issue to the brink—either agree or leave. It was likely Yu Zong’s behind-the-scenes instruction or hint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing smiled faintly: “You think too poorly of people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng shook his head: “Forget it. Give me one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing handed him a cigarette, lit it for him, then lit one for himself. After two puffs, he said calmly: “But thinking too poorly of people isn’t necessarily bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng listened, unsure whether this was an admission or denial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he finished the cigarette, he suddenly realized Yu Zong’s underlying message: whether I think you’re bad or not, you don’t care—you only care that the outcome works.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on,” Yu Xing said, watching the growing crowd of attendees and guests. “Turn your badge around. Let’s help out with the conference.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng quickly flipped his badge like Yu Zong, switching from guest to volunteer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still early, few people had arrived, and no crowd control was needed yet. The two stood near the security checkpoint, smiling at attendees and guests—exactly like normal volunteers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even other volunteers came over to greet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re here so early?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the greeting, Song Yufeng tensed, fearing a slip-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, nothing else to do,” Yu Xing replied naturally. “Hey, I saw several celebrities yesterday—did you spot any?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng watched the two chat enthusiastically, then suddenly recalled the words of yesterday’s two supporters—could this add 0.001% more equity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the time arrived for actual crowd control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing performed his duty like a seasoned professional, carefully maintaining order while scanning every person who passed by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the three buyers hadn’t arrived yet—Ma Zong from Alibaba walked in through this entrance, surrounded by a group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Ma Zong, come listen to my talk at 4:30 p.m. at the online community forum,” Yu Xing greeted him, quickly extending the invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Chuan smiled slightly in surprise, not quite understanding the volunteer’s intent, but made no further move and continued walking forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those around him frowned, looked astonished, or showed clear disapproval at the brazen volunteer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded politely to their stares and kept maintaining order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Song Yufeng leaned over and said: “Yu Zong, let’s go inside. They probably entered from the other side.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No rush,” Yu Xing shook his head. “We already contacted them last night. No need to hurry today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d contacted them last night, but received only uncertain replies—no guarantee they’d show up in the afternoon. If they could reinforce the connection this morning, that’d be even better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But perhaps their luck was poor this morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yu Xing thought this, he continued volunteering for a while before deciding to enter—then suddenly spotted a slightly overweight, familiar-looking man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Gong Haiyan of Ji Shi Jia Yuan and Li Song of Zhen Ai Net, Mu Yan, co-founder of Baihe Net, was the most recognizable, because he later appeared on the workplace reality show “Only You,” making him somewhat famous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hi, Mu Zong, good morning,” Yu Xing greeted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan, seeing this volunteer staring at him and hearing the greeting, asked curiously: “Do you know me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing flipped his badge over to reveal the front, extended his right hand: “Mu Zong, I called you last night. I’m Yu Xing from Guai Ai Net.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan glanced at the badge, confirmed the name, shook his hand, and smiled: “Yu Zong, what are you doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I figured the event hadn’t started yet and it was still noisy inside, so I figured I’d volunteer outside,” Yu Xing said, seeing his target and walking in with him. “I’m studying at Jinling Medical University. This is the first time such a conference is held in Jinling—I’m just contributing a small bit of effort.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan nodded slightly—his explanation was logical and convincing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually said: “Yu Zong, you’re giving a speech this afternoon. That’s impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve only been an entrepreneur for three months—I really didn’t want to get up there. I’m still clueless about running my own company. What if I say something wrong on stage?” Yu Xing hesitated, yet also showed the eager enthusiasm of a student. “But since this conference is in Jinling, and my alma mater is here, I was basically called upon—I had no choice but to muster the courage and try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan found this perfectly reasonable—holding a conference in Jinling, featuring a local student entrepreneur on stage, was normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside them, Song Yufeng listened to the exchange and felt only one thing: connected! Damn, this actually flows together!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only does it flow—it even dropped the word “called upon”!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who has the status to “call upon”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There must be some small connections or background!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three walked into the venue, and a wave of noise hit them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mu Zong, 4:30 p.m.,” Yu Xing reached out again before parting, reiterating the time with emphasis. “The Online Community Development Forum—you must come and give me your feedback!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan shook his hand and smiled: “Alright, I’ll definitely be there. Yu Zong, good luck!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and walked toward his assigned seating area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng watched the co-founder of Baihe Net disappear into the crowd, then spoke: “He’ll definitely come now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded, smiling: “I invited him face-to-face, and he agreed—he’ll come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You didn’t just invite him face-to-face—you layered your words so skillfully…” Song Yufeng reflected on the exchange, sincerely saying, “Yu Zong—no, Xing Ge—you’ve got to teach me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this invitation succeed, he felt Yu Xing had effortlessly convinced the man, achieving a small goal without any obvious effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What layered words?” Yu Xing shook his head. “You and Zhong Zhiling—you’re too rigid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng couldn’t help but ask with anticipation: “If we don’t meet the buyers out here today, what then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing looked at Song Yufeng: “Feng Ge, I’m not a god. Sometimes you need a bit of luck. What else can you do? Just send a final text message.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng understood—when luck comes, grab it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, another thought surfaced: should I also grab this equity stake tightly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before sitting down, they tried scanning the crowd for the other two sellers, but either they hadn’t arrived or had gone to another hall—still no sign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s it,” Yu Xing said after sitting. “Send them a text at 3 p.m. The company’s price will be set in the next two days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng nodded. Whether they could negotiate the company’s price might largely depend on the afternoon speech. For companies like Zhen Ai Net, a one-to-two-million acquisition wasn’t huge—but it was still a real expense. This conference’s platform for direct, high-level contact was the perfect moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That morning, Song Yufeng listened to the big names on stage while pondering his role in this project.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near noon, he asked Yu Xing: “Yu Zong, about our Baixiaosheng project—how should I add value?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing was silently preparing for his afternoon speech. He turned to look at Song Yufeng, serious now: “Feng Ge, don’t put too much pressure on yourself. I only have one requirement for you: iron bones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng laughed: “Hard bones aren’t enough? Now it’s iron bones?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Life is a stage,” Yu Xing said solemnly. “Since you’re the last hard bone of NetEase, you can aim for goals like ‘The Hardest Baixiaosheng’ or ‘Iron-Boned Song Yufeng.’ I’m not joking—you can earn your money standing tall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng savored Yu Zong’s tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing added: “Same goes—if you can’t stand tall, don’t take the money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng turned the words over in his mind and nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As afternoon approached and the 4 p.m. speaking slot neared, many attendees had satisfied their curiosity or grown bored—lesser venues grew noticeably empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, why haven’t they shown up yet?” Song Yufeng walked around, glanced at the surroundings, then crouched and sat beside Yu Zong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stay calm.” Yu Xing had just said this when he spotted the man he’d met that morning. “Look, he’s here. Make room for Mr. Mu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng quickly moved over two seats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone was speaking on stage; Mu Yan, entering now, likewise bowed slightly as he searched for a seat down the aisle, then quickly noticed Yu Xing waving at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before sitting, Mu Yan scanned the room. He saw no big-name figures, let alone Ma Chuan or Ma Huateng from yesterday’s call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he’d already guessed the general situation upon hearing the call yesterday, so he felt little disappointment now—after all, anything could happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan, facing industry college students and young entrepreneurs, didn’t put on airs here; he simply smiled and shared a few low-key insights on the online dating industry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng, watching the two chat warmly, thought instead of the first hot news story the “Bai Xiaosheng” website wanted to push—well, since Guai’ai’s boss was being so accommodating, maybe he’d skip mentioning it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Zong, I asked around—your Guai’ai Net is indeed being pursued for acquisition.” Mu Yan shifted the conversation to what Yu Xing was currently doing. “What’s your own view?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing hesitated before answering: “Mr. Mu, to be honest, I’m still undecided. I have little entrepreneurial experience, but I feel this niche market has potential—I just…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you want to keep going, or just sell for the highest price?” Mu Yan spoke bluntly. “They told me, our offer of 1.3 million is already very high.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded, answering honestly: “Yes, Baihe Net is offering the highest price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan was slightly surprised—this “highest offer” information was crucial, and he’d obtained it so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help smiling: “Yu Zong, you’re very straightforward. Then I’ll be straightforward too: if I were negotiating this, I’d only offer you one million for this project.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng’s mind instantly churned—say it, say it now! Must bring it up hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I find it hard to abandon a venture I believe in just for one million,” Yu Xing stated his position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Mu Yan continue: “When you called me yesterday, I asked the person handling this. He shared the same view—but he countered me, saying this isn’t as easy as it seems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng understood: first suppress, then recover—this was already price negotiation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, I heard Zhen’ai Net tried too,” Yu Xing willingly shared his insights. “The facts show campuses have their own ecosystems. The boundary isn’t impossible to break—but it takes more effort.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three buyers had money. Though their current teams weren’t suited to penetrate campuses, they could build new ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the new business had only existed three months—it was still in the observation and validation phase. No need to rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan nodded approvingly: “Good. You clearly understand competition. It’s too lucky to think a profitable business could have no rivals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan observed the college student’s reaction, paused, then said: “Yu Zong, I’ll say two honest things. My original view was corrected by my colleagues. Now I believe acquiring you is a good decision—for you too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why do I say that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you join Baihe Net, I’ll offer you 1.5 million for acquisition.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Yu Xing about to speak, he raised a hand to signal him to listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I don’t want to haggle over price. What matters more to both of us is what happens after acquisition. If you join Baihe Net, you’ll keep doing the business you know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baihe Net will go public. If you build this business now, you’ll receive shares upon listing—its value far exceeds our current debate over ten or twenty thousand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing fell silent, seemingly swayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan added one more push: “Yu Zong, when I graduated from Tsinghua, I went to MIT for my Ph.D., then joined Microsoft China Research, then WebEx, then started my own company. It wasn’t until 2005 that I co-founded Baihe Net with my classmates.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed slowly: “My life’s lesson: always value long-term outcomes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earnest life advice from a senior industry figure who graduated from a top university—and an offer 200,000 higher than the previous highest bid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng, putting himself in Yu Xing’s shoes, almost wavered—damn, these people all have skills!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Applause erupted—speech on stage ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing’s expression changed: “It’s my turn. Thank you, Mr. Mu, for your life experience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Introduced by the host, Yu Xing rose from his seat and walked up the aisle to the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This year’s Internet Conference featured plenary sessions, special forums, and corporate sessions. This was the special forum—but the audience was small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing on stage, Yu Xing had a wide view. After scanning, he felt slightly disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Mu Yan from Baihe Net had come. Gong Haiyan from Jiayuan and Li Song from Zhen’ai hadn’t shown up. The giants’ leaders? Unlikely—they were probably attending higher-level meetings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, he’d done his best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing took a breath and delivered his opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello everyone. I’m Yu Xing, a graduate student who founded Guai’ai Net.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guai’ai Net is dedicated to growing alongside young couples. Before entrepreneurship, I was a first-year pathology student.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His speech topic was “The Internet’s Future Through a Student’s Eyes.” He’d hoped to position himself as a precursor to the giants—but now, he’d just speak plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm. At least speak to Mu Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Many wonder why I left school to start a business. After years studying medicine, how could I suddenly make this choice?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing spoke calmly, without a trace of nervousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly, he spotted two people entering the side of the hall: Gong Haiyan and Li Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Yu Xing adjusted his words: “But just now, my company—only three months old—received a 1.5 million acquisition offer from Mr. Mu of Baihe Net. I believe this perfectly answers many people’s confusion and skepticism.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First-year pathology student. Three months of entrepreneurship. 1.5 million offer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This combination sparked mild interest among the audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Gong Haiyan and Li Song, newly seated, heard their competitor’s news, they exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan hadn’t expected the student to mention him so openly on stage. He hadn’t noticed the new arrivals behind him—only nodded to the stage, confirming this was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I haven’t decided whether to sell yet,” Yu Xing smiled. “Because our company aims to hit 10 million in revenue within the next year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gong Haiyan, who had just sat down, turned to Li Song: “Li Zong, let’s move forward?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Song nodded: “Alright. Let’s sit near Mr. Mu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan felt someone sit beside him. He turned—Gong Haiyan and Li Song had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He greeted them, then looked back at the student on stage. He understood: the sudden mention of him earlier? Trying to raise the price again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Yu Zong didn’t listen to a word of life advice…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Yan pondered the situation. Since he’d discussed it with colleagues and believed the business had real potential, he’d help his subordinates push the progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guai’ai Net, founded three months ago, has achieved some results, thanks to the Internet’s rapid growth—especially since part of our orders come from online communities, particularly the most unique university network: Xiaonei.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This has made me reflect deeply on the Internet industry and its future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Yu Xing was about to continue reading his script, his peripheral vision caught a group passing by—Ma Chuan from Alibaba. But they weren’t entering this hall; they laughed and walked on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young entrepreneur on stage’s mind raced. His right hand involuntarily gripped the mic. The next second, a sentence burst out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, as a young shop owner on Taobao and Taobao Mall, I have some thoughts on the future of e-commerce.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing paced two steps on stage. He saw the group ahead had stopped. In the center, Ma Chuan laughed and pointed back at this hall—then was escorted toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undoubtedly, the entrance of a giant’s leader caused a small stir—even though they all sat in the back rows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gong Haiyan, Mu Yan, and Li Song in the front rows felt the commotion. They turned—Ma Zong of Alibaba had just sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, they recalled yesterday’s phone invitation. No way… this is real?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did Yu Xing really call Ma Zong? And did Ma Zong really come?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting beside them, Song Yufeng saw Ma Zong’s arrival, saw the three buyers’ shock, then looked up at Yu Zong on stage—he guessed it was the “Taobao and Taobao Mall” remark that caught the tycoon’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered what Yu Zong had said that morning: “Sometimes you need a bit of luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufing exhaled slowly. You need luck—but you also need to seize it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3359,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3a1838cc287cdc629b97193ccdcb2ab3a815917159b42c759578e5f73c7aff46","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-71","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-69",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]