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Yu Jiale returned to his office, and before he could even settle into his chair, he was rushed out with paper and pen, pondering the business of "delivery." His mind raced between the intricacies of modern food delivery apps and the specific circumstances of the Republican era, his thoughts popping and crackling like beans.

He even had a plan for what kind of clothes the delivery guys should wear. Ideally, they should all be the same, and they should even have the character "乐" from his name printed on them so that people would know at a glance that it was his business.

What new ideas can be extracted from Meituan Waimai's old foundation? You Jiale racked her brains, wishing she could dissect her brain and search for them thoroughly.

He had plenty of ideas, but one practical problem after another also emerged, sprouting up like mushrooms on a rainy day. He knew in his heart that if this "delivery" business was to truly take off, it would depend on the resources in Zhang Xiande's hands and the old fox's experience.

After finally managing to cobble together a first draft, You Jiale carefully tucked it into her bosom, ran to Zhang Xiande's office door, and gently knocked.

He handed the thin stack of papers to Zhang Xiande, who was sitting behind the desk, with a smile on his face and bright eyes: "Boss, this is the 'delivery' idea I mentioned to you last time. I thought about it carefully after I came back and came up with a rough plan." You Jiale blinked her big eyes, like a child waiting for praise from an adult.

Zhang Xiande took the proposal, his fingers tracing the paper, but he didn't open it immediately. Instead, he looked up and carefully examined You Jiale. His eyes were as deep as a well, unfathomable, yet seemingly able to see right through you. The office fell silent instantly; you could hear a pin drop.

He gently placed the proposal on the table, his fingers tapping the edge of the paper absently.

After a pause, Zhang Xiande slowly spoke, "What you've said about 'delivery' is quite novel; I've never heard of it before." His gaze returned to You Jiale's face, as if trying to discern something from it. "But how did you come up with such a detailed plan in such a short time?" His tone carried a hint of barely perceptible suspicion, like a feather gently tickling You Jiale's heart.

You Jiale's heart skipped a beat. She knew it wouldn't be so easy to fool him. The original owner of this body was just someone who followed orders; he wouldn't actively think about these things. Being suspected was a given. Now she had to quickly find a plausible lie to get by!

He was about to open his mouth...

He was interrupted by Zhang Xiande, who had no intention of telling the truth. Zhang Xiande knew that asking the boy would be pointless unless he investigated the matter himself; he would only hear a bunch of nonsense.

Then, Zhang Xiande picked up the proposal, casually flipped through a few pages, paused, and said in a calm voice, "Technology as equity, and the requirement is half of the shares..."

At this moment, Zhang Xiande was unaware that You Jiale was secretly plotting, figuring out how to use the plan as leverage to negotiate with the old fox and secure an extra layer of protection for himself in the future. However, he couldn't let him see through his scheme now; he had to pretend to be greedy for money to lower his guard.

"In business partnerships, funding and resources are often key factors in determining equity allocation. Is the 'technology' you're referring to the business model you've conceived?"

"Yes, I'm just making a request. Whether you agree or not is up to you, right?"

"Quite an appetite." Before the words were even finished, his slender fingers reached to his side and slowly opened the silver cigarette case. With a soft "click," a flickering flame instantly ignited the cigarette. "Do you think I'd agree?" Smoke swirled around his fingertips, blurring his expressionless face.

Yu Jiale met Zhang Xiande's gaze. Although she felt a little nervous, she showed no fear on her face. Instead, she exuded the confidence and arrogance unique to young people: "No need to rush to refuse."

He smiled slightly, his tone full of certainty: "You know very well that right now, besides me, there is probably no one else who can come up with this whole 'delivery' operation model."

“Then naturally my multi-functional Swiss Army knife should also receive the riches and honors it deserves.” He straightened his back and looked at Zhang Xiande with bright eyes.

After a brief silence, Zhang Xiande finally nodded: "As you wish."

You Jiale immediately relaxed and couldn't help but cheer inwardly: Yes! It worked! That old fox took the bait!

Looking back now, Zhang Xiande wasn't so difficult to talk to after all. But he also had his doubts. Was the old man really so quick to agree because he thought he was indispensable, or was he playing some kind of game of feigned indifference?

Who cares, let's seize this opportunity first!

You Jiale quickly suppressed her previous ulterior motives, put on a fawning smile, and continued, "Don't worry, boss, I guarantee you won't be disappointed! This 'delivery' plan is guaranteed to become a new cash cow for our Zhang's Industries, making you count money until your hands cramp!"