[{"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-77":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},2272654,4439,"Chapter 77","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-77",77,"\u003Cp>Onboarding, introduction, seating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his first day of work—less than half a day, even less than that—the newly appointed Business Director clashed with company leadership.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He, he, he doesn’t work!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh my god…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only does he not work, but he does it openly, with complete moral certainty!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro, you’re awesome!” Tong Xingjian couldn’t help blurting out the most honest comment after witnessing the scene up close, then lowered his voice to warn, “Watch yourself, she…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing responded to this kindness with a smile: “Shh, I’m hard to handle too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the young director’s smile, Tong Xingjian pulled back, realizing: you really aren’t someone to mess with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quietly dropped his extra thoughts and refocused on his work. It was envy-worthy to do nothing and still get paid, but upon reflection, it was just that—after all, I work hard and get paid less too…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian didn’t want sadness to affect him, but soon heard whispers around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing clearly sensed the whispers and glances from all sides, but he felt nothing; he simply carried on calmly with his own tasks. Oh, right—he also had to think about one very important question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What to eat for lunch?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d already wandered around the area these past two days and found nothing worth eating, and he had no trust in the cafeteria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After much thought, Yu Xing decided to ride his newly bought secondhand electric scooter to check out farther spots for decent food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At exactly noon, the new Business Director unhesitatingly ended his slack-off session and left first, vanishing quickly from everyone’s view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This naturally sparked another round of discussion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This… this guy is really too bold…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some employees still whispered among themselves, wondering just who this guy really was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yu Xing’s neighboring colleague, Tong Xingjian was asked by curious coworkers if he’d had any interaction with Director Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nope, I was just doing my own thing, he was over there…,” Tong Xingjian started to say Yu Xing was working, then suddenly felt that was inappropriate and switched words: “He was just over there, very calm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, perhaps more accurately—unshakable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian, like everyone else, was curious and listened to the bits of info coworkers had hastily gathered and searched online, eventually learning this guy came with the company when it was acquired—though the acquisition amount hadn’t been disclosed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much could a company three months old possibly be worth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How capable could a medical student turned entrepreneur possibly be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would the new director clash even more with leadership?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhen’ai.com employees, whether eating or returning to the office, chatted in small groups about the new director, eagerly awaiting bigger drama—and their expectations weren’t disappointed. At 1:30 p.m., Director Zou Jiafen walked into the company, her first glance immediately going to Yu Xing’s desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked over and coldly asked Tong Xingjian beside her: “Where’s Yu Xing? Why isn’t he here during work hours?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian, under pressure, replied innocently: “I don’t know, haven’t seen him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen’s voice was loud, not naming names but everyone knew who she meant: “Anyone who takes the company’s money must clock in and out on time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell; employees all avoided the leader’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen snorted and hurried off toward the conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, Tong Xingjian finally saw the new director strolling lazily back to her desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He whispered a reminder: “Director Zou came looking for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does she want now? Didn’t I make myself clear?” Yu Xing frowned, then checked the time: “I’m not late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian hesitated—it seemed he was late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing noticed his colleague’s expression, thought for a moment, then realized: “Oh, my contract’s different from yours—I work nine to five.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian’s lips involuntarily tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright then, next time come a bit earlier, there’s nothing else to do anyway,” Yu Xing smiled. “Today at lunch I rode over to Tencent’s headquarters to take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhen’ai.com’s headquarters is in Nanshan District, Pengcheng—less than four kilometers from Tencent’s current headquarters, Feiya Tower—so after eating Shantou beef balls, he rode over to browse around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian didn’t want to keep chatting with this troublemaker, but hearing this, he couldn’t help asking: “Director Yu, do you have connections with Tencent?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing grunted, thought for two seconds, then answered: “Planning to establish some.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did he realize he should be more polite: “I’m Yu Xing, temporarily your colleague, nominally Director of New Campus Business. What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian introduced himself: “Director Yu, I’m Tong Xingjian, a programmer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he finished, his peripheral vision caught Zou Jiafen’s figure reappearing—he quickly tucked himself back into his seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen walked in, her first glance still going to Yu Xing—the man who’d clashed with her that morning—but when he caught her gaze, he didn’t flinch at all, instantly making her change her mind about approaching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wandered off in another direction, picking at minor faults in subordinates, then ultimately ignored the restless Yu Xing and turned again toward the conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, colleagues were already waiting inside: Marketing Director Qin Shaohong and HR Director Sun Jingshi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our college grad director is a thorny rose!” Zou Jiafen complained the moment she closed the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s a college grad, and he’s had some entrepreneurial success. If I were his age, I’d probably be even more arrogant.” Qin Shaohong smiled. “What exactly does Director Wei mean by this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen sat down, frowning: “Director Wei wants him to stay, but he’s been resistant from the start. I almost argued with him this morning—he’s hard to handle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like Brother Hong said, he’s a fresh grad entering the workplace—he won’t care about any of this,” Sun Jingshi suggested. “We need to give him a lesson. A little conflict won’t hurt—later, let Director Wei mediate, have a couple drinks over the weekend, we’ll smooth it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen understood: good cop, bad cop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much she clashed with this Yu guy, Director Wei wasn’t here—she could later smooth things over, publicly scold her a bit, and likely win over the college kid’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she still grumbled: “Just looking at his attitude makes me feel sick.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not trying to be friends with him,” Sun Jingshi chuckled. “What’s the point of arguing with a college grad?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen nodded: “I saw him leave first at lunch. I bet he’ll do the same this afternoon. You two need to help me—don’t let me be the only one embarrassed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both directors nodded. They’d decide on the spot how to mediate—or even both play the nice guy, since there was still Director Wei, and even Director Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small, barely even a meeting, discussion reached consensus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the workplace isn’t about making friends—just get the boss’s tasks done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The afternoon at Zhen’ai.com’s headquarters was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing sat at his desk pondering the launch of a new project, thinking that beyond anonymous leaks, Bai Xiaosheng could add more interesting features—such as tags on public information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tags could be self-set, or certified and recognized by Bai Xiaosheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carefully followed this line of thought: in the workplace, one curious yet hard-to-discuss topic is employees’ salaries—and Bai Xiaosheng could use this to build a tiered certification system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A salary range could carry the tag “Newbie,” a higher tier “Expert,” then “Master,” “Grandmaster,” and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wouldn’t reveal exact figures but would satisfy certain psychological needs of workplace users.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing jotted down his ideas, planning to discuss them tonight with Zhong Zhiling and Lu Haiying—perhaps run a small internal test first, then decide whether to roll it out widely based on user feedback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Business Director thus pondered his own projects while replying to friends’ messages, and before he knew it, it was time to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What time do you all leave?” Yu Xing packed up his things, casually asking the programmer beside him who was still somewhat approachable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian had already noticed the young director’s body language and sighed: “Theoretically, seven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing grunted: “Alright, I’m done. Exhausted. I’m heading out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian really wanted to ask: What are you tired from…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At exactly 5 p.m., Yu Xing stood up with his laptop, ready to end his hard day of slack-off, planning to count the number of screens in the building while the exit was still relatively early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d taken two steps when suddenly, the Business Director Zou Jiafen—who’d been hiding somewhere—leapt out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Yu, where are you going?” Zou Jiafen’s voice was neither loud nor soft, publicly questioning the new director’s early departure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, every employee at their desk turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing sighed: “My contract says I work until five—that’s what I confirmed with Director Wei. I’m off now. You all keep working. Director Zou, I already explained this clearly this morning—do I really need to repeat it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen’s suppressed anger from the morning boiled up again hearing the young grad’s blunt words. She coldly replied: “It’s barely noon. What’s so urgent you need to leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing was surprised: “Director Zou, don’t you understand? My workday ends now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen glanced around, then pointed: “Director Yu, look—has anyone else left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing chuckled: “Do you not understand me? I don’t know when you all leave. My contract says nine to five. At five p.m., my workday ends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen’s voice rose sharply: “What work have you finished? Did you even work today?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing had to name her directly: “Zou Jiafen, I’ve already told you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, another director walked over with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, oh my, we’re all colleagues, no need to argue,” Marketing Director Qin Shaohong stepped forward. “Director Yu’s business is excellent—I never imagined such demand could be found in campus ecosystems. I believe after our merger, this business will only improve. Director Yu, honestly, I admire you deeply.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued: “Director Zou is straightforward. Director Yu, since everyone’s still here, why don’t you come over and tell me about Zhen’ai.com’s beginnings? I’m very curious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen stayed silent, her expression slightly softening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded: “Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Qin Shaohong and Zou Jiafen felt a surge of relief upon hearing those two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yu Xing’s next sentence was: “But I’m off today. Tomorrow. I’ll have nothing to do tomorrow—I’ll chat with you then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Shaohong’s smile froze. A moment later, his voice lowered: “Director Yu, it’s your first day. Everyone else is still working overtime. Think—your leaving like this sets a bad example. Just stay a bit longer. It’s still so early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing’s tone didn’t waver: “My workday ends now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen couldn’t hold back: “Who leaves the moment their shift ends?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing answered directly: “I do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen: “…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d meant it half-jokingly, but now felt angrier the more she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Shaohong patiently urged: “Director Yu, let’s chat in the conference room. Director Wei might come back soon. Also, we never got to discuss Zhen’ai.com’s city expansion plan this morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing didn’t budge: “If Director Wei needs me, she can call me. Or find me tomorrow during work hours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this college grad was utterly unmoved, Qin Shaohong had to shout: “Director Yu!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing shrugged, too lazy to say more, turned, and pushed open the door to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Human Resources Director Sun Jingshi arrived and blocked the door, saying sternly: “Yu Zong, what’s going on? You just got here, and you’re acting nothing like an employee—this isn’t your school anymore, this is a company!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing took a breath. “Who the hell are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, then sidestepped to see Zou Jiafen still chasing after him and Qin Shaohong with a grim expression, then swept his gaze over all the Zhen’ai.com employees holding their breath—he had to restate his position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zou Jiafen, Qin Shaohong, and you, sir—I already said this morning: I have a three-month contract with Zhen’ai.com. They pay me for three months not to work, but to buy my time—to let me do nothing. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you have objections, go find Wei Zong and Li Zong. Right now, it’s my officially contracted quitting time—I’m off. Got it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing’s voice was clearly heard by the three directors and every employee, whether seated or standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, you could almost hear the sound of everyone holding their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really won’t do any work at all…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really won’t give them even a shred of face…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zou Jiafen exploded. This kid had refused her again and again, named her outright—it was too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She snapped back: “How arrogant are you?! You want us to pay you just to sit there? What the hell is your level?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing, seeing Zou Jiafen was about to tear into him, decided to satisfy her. He smirked. “My level? I’m a millionaire. What’s your level? Stop saying ‘you this, you that’—who the hell are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Shaohong also grew angry: “Yu Xing, how did you get this million? It was the company that gave you the money!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ohhh, ohhh,” Yu Xing stepped two paces inward, sneering. “The company gave me the money? Why did the company pay me? Because it’s kind? Come on, line up, everyone—kind company’s handing out cash! Let’s all become millionaires!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and mocked: “Qin Shaohong, right? Who are you trying to blackmail? Did you pull the money from your own pocket? What’s it got to do with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Shaohong hadn’t expected this college kid to be so defiant. He hadn’t heard such a confrontation in years—he was momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Xing!” Human Resources Director Sun Jingshi, seeing his colleagues humiliated, barked: “You’ve got a few bucks and you’ve forgotten who you are! You just tricked some students—you’re this level?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ohhh, ohhh,” Yu Xing squeezed his voice, grinning sarcastically. “I’ve got a few bucks and I’m proud? So what? I made two million right after graduation—what’s wrong with that? What’s your level? Don’t go comparing yourself to my level!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sped up, firing off: “I generated 3.91 million in revenue in three months. Your Li Song bought this business—and that’s my level!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Jingshi struggled to respond: “I, my…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing raised his voice: “I gave a keynote speech at the Internet Conference, and major media followed me—this is my level!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Jingshi glared, mouth open: “You that…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing pressed on: “I discussed internet development—Ma Chuan from Alibaba invited me over—this is my level!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Jingshi clenched his teeth, unable to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing didn’t stop—he spoke even more clearly: “Liu Qiangdong from JD called me, asked me to join him—this is my level! The organizing committee asked me for a media interview—I turned them down—this is my level!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I signed a three-month contract, but I could’ve left long ago. You’re standing here talking about my level? What the hell is your level?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, tell me one, two, three—let me see what your level really is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Jingshi hadn’t expected to be the target of such a barrage. All his prepared words were blown apart. He forced out a voice: “Uh, I, this, you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What ‘you’? What’s your last name?” Yu Xing snapped, pressing harder. “Are you surnamed Zhao? Are you trying to act tough with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swept his contemptuous gaze across the three colleagues: “Which kind are you? Are you empty inside but pretending? Or full of malice and itching to lash out? Or just desperate to kiss the boss’s ass? Come on, Qin Shaohong—what kind are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Shaohong’s throat bobbed. He suddenly regretted stepping forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing gave him no time to answer: “Zou Jiafen—what kind are you? Didn’t I make myself clear this morning?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed last at Sun Jingshi: “Who the hell are you? Standing by the door like you’re trying to illegally detain me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing stared down the three directors, waiting for their reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Shaohong’s face turned ashen. Zou Jiafen clenched her fists. Sun Jingshi’s face flushed red and pale in turns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none of them spoke. It felt like one more word would make them explode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll say this one last time: the company hired me to make sure I don’t work. That was one of the conditions when I sold the company to Li Zong! It’s recorded, there are meeting minutes! Don’t give me any more of this ‘this and that’ nonsense!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped looking at the three directors and scanned the workstations around him: “Who still has objections? Who still doesn’t understand? Come out now—speak up clearly today!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Complete silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one responded. Everyone stared wide-eyed, watching the spectacle—holy shit, you’d never see anything like this in a lifetime!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten seconds later, the sound of a door opening came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing turned, eyes sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, uh,” the newcomer glanced at the three directors, felt the tension and the colleagues’ curious glances, swallowed hard. “I—I just came up to get some documents.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing nodded. “Go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Employees downstairs bolted to their colleagues’ desks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing gave the three directors one final glance, confirmed they had no more objections, and turned to leave the company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three directors stared at each other, faces grim. After a brief silence, they followed him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant all four figures vanished, the entire floor erupted like a storm—every suppressed excitement, gossip, relief, and rant exploded at once!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, how can someone be this bold?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are the three directors chasing Yu Xing?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t chase him—he’s got a blade in his mouth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’ll kill you!\u003C\u002Fp>",2921,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d96bdf7ecf96849a231c8aa5e603dcef4f28ff541e362440bb1e14ec4090e60d","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-78","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-76",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]