[{"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-93":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},2272670,4439,"Chapter 93: 091 First Bombing (5k)","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-93",93,"\u003Cp>In late November, Jin Ling was already quite chilly at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bidding farewell to his teacher’s family, Yu Xing didn’t return to the hotel immediately; instead, he bought three cans of beer at a convenience store, took a taxi to the Qinhuai River, and enjoyed the night scenery while the evening breeze blew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he hadn’t finished even one can when Liu Wan’s call came through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey! Yu! Were you deliberately mispronouncing it at dinner?!” Liu Wan’s tone was flustered and annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how you put it, Yu Xing was her brother’s student—two separate matters—but for family to know was another thing entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she had no intention of revealing her short-selling plan, and couldn’t think of a good excuse on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve misunderstood me—I’ve always called you that, it’s just become second nature,” Yu Xing said, taking a sip of beer and smiling. “But if you insist on blaming me, fine—blame it on the moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to his voice, Liu Wan could almost picture his brazen face; she gritted her teeth: “Even if it’s second nature, what did you buy?! What kind of ‘Little Six’ stuff?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing was surprised: “Huh? Where did ‘Little Six’ come from all of a sudden? Xiao Ying, are you confused? The things I brought in when I entered included exactly what you asked me to buy—what’s going on? The rest were all standard gifts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing continued smiling: “If I were really going to buy something, I’d have gotten much more substantial—don’t you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan fell quiet, as if that made sense—no, wait! What does substance have to do with anything!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing probed, puzzled: “What’s going on? What’s this even about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan reluctantly described the scene of childish bluntness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing coaxed in a soothing tone: “Oh my, Shan Shan is just too much! Now how am I ever going to show my face again? It’s all Shan Shan’s fault!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop pretending!” Liu Wan could almost hear him laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright—I’ll buy two extra portions of pastries and candy tomorrow, have them delivered by courier, and you must tell Shan Shan these are from me,” Yu Xing chuckled. “My little junior sister cares for me, so I care for my little junior sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan was both annoyed and amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing squeezed the beer can and invited: “The night’s beautiful, Xiao Ying—want to take a walk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Call me Ying Jie!” Liu Wan snapped. “No! If I go out now, they’ll think I’m eloping!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing readily adjusted: “Ying Jie, come on—it’s not late, and the night view is great.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan still refused: “No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing paused for two seconds, then decided to say three more sentences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, speaking requires a certain technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said his first line: “Ying Jie, I’ve been very busy lately—I’m returning to Shen Cheng tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan dismissed it: “What’s that got to do with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said his second line: “I deeply respect your professional ability and trust you completely—otherwise, I wouldn’t have chosen you as a partner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan frowned: “So?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing said his third line: “Today, I was so caught up in the joy of seeing you that I forgot to discuss something—about your 500,000 yuan angel investment. We haven’t settled any specifics yet. Can we talk about this face to face?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan: “….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had indeed forgotten it—and yes, it was better discussed in person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she’d left Bain, her work habits and mindset remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, Liu Wan sighed: “You bastard—you did that on purpose, didn’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing replied calmly: “If you insist on blaming me, then blame…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan rubbed her temple: “Fine. Where are you right now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing gave his location, then the call ended. He thought for a moment, didn’t open a second beer, and decided to wait for Xiao Ying to drink with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan changed clothes, tied her hair up, and applied a light coat of lipstick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped out of her room, passed through the living room, and saw her brother and sister-in-law still on the sofa, clearly gossiping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan rolled her eyes, changed her shoes, and prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Wan!” Liu Jingrong called out her full name. “Where are you going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Out for a walk,” Liu Wan replied irritably. “You think I’ll get lost?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lirong smiled sweetly: “I wasn’t worried—but today, I am. Oh my, are you going on a date?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan looked at her sister-in-law’s probing, gossip-filled eyes, then at her brother, and scolded: “You two are insane—you’re truly insane!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pushed open the door and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong rose to follow, but his wife pushed him back onto the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong with you?” Yan Lirong demanded. “You’re such an old-fashioned stick-in-the-mud! You’re about to have a second child, yet your sister still doesn’t have a boyfriend! Yu Xing is a good guy, his career is picking up—what are you waiting for?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong didn’t struggle hard against his wife’s grip and sighed: “Yu Xing is my student…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who says that?” Yan Lirong retorted firmly. “Did he graduate from you? Did he get a degree certificate? What right do you have to call yourself his teacher? Look—he’s thriving without you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he wanted his disciple to succeed—but this was too much success!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Success that landed right on his own doorstep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This rebellious disciple!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, not just rebellious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jingrong sat on the sofa, muttering: “A wicked disciple… such a wicked disciple…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan couldn’t hear her brother’s muttering behind her, but she could guess how long the two of them would gossip about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the road, the streetlights blurred backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan’s emotions stirred—this Yu guy had given her a perfectly legitimate excuse to go out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought seriously: Why hadn’t she discussed this with her brother and sister-in-law?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It certainly wasn’t as complicated as they imagined—but to say there was nothing…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was there a trace of something—or not?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether in Xiangjiang or back in Jin Ling, every time Liu Wan chatted with Yu Xing on the phone, she felt happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was happiness love? If you loved someone, wouldn’t you feel happy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oi! Oi! Xiao Ying, right here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan heard the call and saw Yu Xing waving from the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowed to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you out on an electric scooter too?” Yu Xing grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan replied succinctly: “Convenient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing smiled: “There’s a great spot down there to view the scenery—I was sitting right here drinking before you called.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan was surprised: “Feeling down?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I drank because I was feeling good,” Yu Xing said, leading her a short distance before sitting down on the ground. “Want a can?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan sat beside him, gazing at the quiet, winding river, and nodded: “Alright, give me one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing reached out his hand: “Here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan reached out instinctively—and touched only empty air. She immediately pulled back, slightly angry: “I’m going back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing apologized quickly: “Oh no! The lighting’s bad here—I mistook your hand for the can. My bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly opened another beer and handed it over, then shifted the topic: “The company plans to release 10% equity to raise your 500,000 yuan—any objections?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan snorted but took the beer and took a sip: “Your valuation’s inflated fast—just a month or so, and now you’re calling it 5 million?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because our start has been solid,” Yu Xing said seriously. “Without exaggeration, we currently have over 10,000 registered users, averaging 400–500 new registrations daily—we’ll likely hit 30,000 by year-end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan objected: “Yu, don’t play favorites. You know the environment—raising capital is hard, which is why you rushed into short-selling others. Now you come to me and talk about ‘start’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She added: “If I remember right, your company’s valuation is 1.9 million yuan. I admit the start is decent—but 5 million? At most, 3 million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan pointed out another issue: “Also, your website doesn’t generate steady cash flow like Guo Ai did. Can your user growth be sustained? That still needs observation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover, I must remind you—I’m investing partly because I trust you. And I didn’t decide on the 500,000 yuan investment today—I decided long ago. You’re the one who delayed it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing fell silent and began taking off his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan watched him warily: “What are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s still cold at night—I felt your hand was icy. Don’t catch a cold again,” Yu Xing handed her the coat. “You got sick once already—be careful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re using emotional appeals during funding talks?” Liu Wan scoffed, but took the coat anyway—the river breeze was colder than expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing admitted: “Yes. I’ve got no other cards to play—so this warm coat must be worth a million, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan pretended to take it off: “Give it back! Too expensive—I can’t afford it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright, keep it,” Yu Xing sighed. “As for timing, we share equal responsibility. You know what I’ve been busy with—I was running through the streets of Pengcheng counting screens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan sighed: “Can you separate these topics? Your company is what it is now. One minute you’re handing out coats, the next you’re talking about screens—on what basis should we evaluate the value of this 500,000 yuan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Xiao Ying—I won’t argue with you. Let me explain my view,” Yu Xing paused. “This funding is mostly about fulfilling our original agreement. If you’d invested back then using our team’s calculation, your equity would’ve exceeded 20%—something I couldn’t accept.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, at 10%, it’s just right. Our website has received preliminary validation, even as we keep refining it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You also know what we plan to do next. Even though we don’t yet know the true impact of ‘bombing’ internet matchmaking, I have confidence in it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, as we’re about to test it, your 500,000 yuan still counts as support. If it succeeds, the value of that 500,000 yuan will keep declining.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once the bombing succeeds and user growth accelerates, I won’t be asking this low anymore. For our Series A, I’m aiming for $1–2 million—even in today’s sluggish economy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing spoke fluently, then added: “The old saying goes: good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news spreads fast. Baixiaosheng is a platform built on exactly that—speed of transmission. Xiao Ying, I believe internet dissemination moves incredibly fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan asked: “All this depends on your bombing succeeding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing countered: “Then how else would it be called venture capital?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan sipped her beer and asked: “When exactly will you bomb internet matchmaking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If nothing goes wrong, I plan to do it by the end of December—after another month of ground validation,” Yu Xing said. “We’re short-staffed; new hires have very short internships. Next month’s first week, we’ll start expanding to other cities. If that goes well, we can ‘win by surprise.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In warfare, one meets the enemy head-on, and wins by surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Bai Xiaosheng, community operation and targeted ground promotion were the orthodox path; eye-catching bombardment was the unconventional tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan thought for a moment and had to admit she was somewhat convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that it was counted, 500,000 yuan had lost some of its significance to Bai Xiaosheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the words he’d just spoken sounded a bit too full—he needed a face-saving exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan put down her beer and said slowly, “I need a face-saving exit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing snapped his fingers: “Xiao Ying, help me out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I trust you,” Liu Wan nodded. “You managed to force Guai Ai Network into a sale even when it was barely holding on. Now you’ve got more money and more people than back then—you should be able to create even more company value.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing smiled: “Thanks for the compliment, Xiao Ying. Remember to transfer the money tomorrow—I need to return to the company with good news.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan glanced sideways at Yu Xing: “You won’t screw me over, will you? I’ve never been an investor—I’m not experienced in this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could I? I’d love to tie my interests even tighter with yours,” Yu Xing said seriously. “The more our interests are bound together, the more we can trust each other in short-selling. Some things are better left unsaid—don’t you agree?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan said coolly: “Then congratulations—your company is now valued at five million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing grinned: “Let’s slap hands!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan extended her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing’s large hand gripped hers—the clap lasted a little too long until Liu Wan pulled away with force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t your teacher say anything?” Yu Xing didn’t give Liu Wan time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan stood up: “I’m going home. What could he possibly say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Walk me to my hotel,” Yu Xing followed behind. “Xiao Ying, I’ll try next time…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly stalled—what exactly would he try next time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan sat on her electric scooter, watching Yu Xing under the streetlights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing spoke plainly: “I’ll try next time to actually buy Xiao Liu’s sample.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan snorted, rode off, and ignored his shouts behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, her mood was still good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she got home, Liu Wan walked through the door and ran straight into her sister-in-law, who was stepping out of her room, looking startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lirong’s expression shifted from surprise to something odd. She pointed at Liu Wan’s clothes and cleared her throat: “I thought you weren’t coming home tonight. Your brother was just about to call you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan took off her coat and forced calm: “We were discussing some work matters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, of course—work’s gone, but you still need to discuss work,” Yan Lirong smiled sweetly. “I understand, I understand—we’re both adults. Don’t worry about your brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan realized she really needed to consider starting a consulting firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clutched Yu Xing’s coat and walked silently to her room, finally telling her sister-in-law: “Go rest already.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lirong asked one last question: “Are you coming back for something? Or are you leaving again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wan waved her off and slipped into her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Lirong muttered to herself, planning to send Yu Xing a message later with some advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two definitely had something going on—but it didn’t seem to have reached that level yet. When the time comes, she’d have to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll handle this stubborn old fool myself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the first day of December, as Yu Xing returned to the company to announce the success of the angel round, Bai Xiaosheng received another piece of good news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penguin had published its report on Bai Xiaosheng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That single day, Bai Xiaosheng’s online registrations jumped from a low of around 400 to 700, with potential to maintain this rebound over the coming days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Bai Xiaosheng at this stage, any growth in registrations was precious—it became leverage for Yu Xing’s future investor visits and negotiations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Yu Xing received a call from his mole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu Zong, I’ve resigned from Guai Ai Network…” Tong Xingjian, the programmer from Guai Ai Network, sounded nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then come quick—I’m short-staffed,” Yu Xing didn’t turn hostile; instead, he sounded enthusiastic. “The website’s growing well—we’ve already secured angel funding and plan to raise a Series A within six months. Buy your ticket tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xingjian exhaled in relief: “Got it, Yu Zong—I’ll be there tomorrow!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing knew his informant was back in place. He remembered the Penguin journalist and asked Song Yufeng: “When’s your girlfriend arriving? The company’s waiting for her to take over operations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yufeng gave a date: “Brother Xing, her flight is on Saturday!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, we’ll throw her a welcome party,” Yu Xing was still willing to give the chairman face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the next week, the impact of the Penguin report proved even better than expected—perhaps due to organic user recommendations—Bai Xiaosheng’s online registrations climbed to around 1,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant, as of December 7, including the effects of ground promotion, Bai Xiaosheng’s total user base surpassed twenty thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This pace was much faster than Yu Xing had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he shared the news over the phone with his new shareholders, Liu Wan mentioned something Yu Xing himself had said earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you say internet dissemination moves incredibly fast? This is proof of your judgment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing’s voice carried quiet delight: “Judgment is one thing—but actually achieving it feels especially joyful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What made him even more hopeful was that internet companies raised capital quickly too—matching their growth pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps, he could really meet with investors before the New Year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought turning in his mind, his bombardment manifesto was already stirring in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This year’s Lunar New Year came early—New Year’s Eve was January 25. Including the holiday period, to engage investors, he couldn’t wait past mid-month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant the righteous campaign could be moved forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xing restrained his impulse, consulted Zhong Zhiling carefully, and organized small ground teams for Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Hangzhou, planning to observe for another one to two weeks before acting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ground promotion itself had low barriers, but achieving strong results was no easy task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The team leaders sent from Shanghai to the other four cities had at most half a month’s experience—but fresh college graduates seemed to have endless energy, their daily phone feedback overflowing with enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Problems existed, but they were minor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact of the Penguin report also gradually faded—it had brought roughly 12,000 new registrations, but backend data showed these users quickly turned dormant, their curiosity satisfied and motivation gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On December 20, Song Yufeng noticed his former rival had responded with sarcastic remarks—but he knew the company couldn’t afford retaliation yet, because tomorrow, they would launch their bombardment against the online dating industry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Song Yufeng tossed and turned, unable to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 11 p.m., he knocked on his boss’s door and asked from the threshold: “Brother Xing, do you think our bombardment will work?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely,” Yu Xing didn’t hesitate. “Justice will prevail.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justice will prevail!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On December 21, at 9 a.m., Bai Xiaosheng published a featured article.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——“The Five Sins of the Online Dating Industry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one person, not one company—but the entire industry’s five sins!\u003C\u002Fp>",3024,"2026-06-19T22:51:34.189Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","290338952d742583451571feb10d2f36723796780c0149fb46fed3e10efe3f16","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-94","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-92",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]