Chapter 409 Kang Yiping gives in, breaking through 2 million! Huang Boxiang: I deserve to die!
In mid-spring in April, the Koelreuteria trees on both sides of the Benglu Expressway are lush and leafy, with golden flowers clustered on the branches like stars.
A Ghost was speeding towards Chunshen. Chen Yansen looked out the window, stared at the mountain scenery in the distance for a few seconds, and then looked away.
"The pre-sale orders for Xingyao Cards have exceeded 2 million. On the basis of the original package, Zhao Maolin and I have discussed and added a recharge promotion. For the first recharge of 100 yuan, 1 yuan will be charged for every 600MB of data outside the package; for a recharge of 300 yuan, 1 yuan will be charged for every 800MB, and 1 yuan will be charged for every GB of data after a recharge of 500 yuan."
Ye Qiuping, who was sitting next to him, said slowly.
She paused, then added: "We can get 20% of the recharge commission for the first three months."
Normally, with the channel strength of Senlian Capital, it would not be difficult to get a commission rate of 50% to 70%, but Chen Yansen refused to pay a penny for the cost of targeted traffic. It was not easy for Ye Qiuping to negotiate the commission to 20%, which shows her strong ability in business negotiation.
"Xingyao Card made the right move. There must be someone behind Kang Yiping, otherwise Telecom would not have made concessions. It seems that the signal from above to increase speed and reduce fees is becoming more and more obvious."
Chen Yansen leaned back and commented lightly.
"The high charges for mobile data traffic have indeed restricted the development speed of mobile Internet." After Ye Qiuping took over the Star Card project, she figured out the ins and outs of it in just a few days.
"Mr. Ye's brain is as flexible as that of a young man. If I don't look at your ID card, I can't tell at all that you are almost thirty."
Chen Yansen joked jokingly.
Damn it, I’m only twenty-nine!
Ye Qiuping stared at Chen Yansen, looking angry but unable to speak, and could only curse in her heart.
In fact, Senlian Capital later approached China Mobile and China Unicom. With the entry of Internet companies such as Penguin, Ali, NetEase, and Sohu, Kang Yiping had to increase the stakes and prepare to make the Star Card a hit as his promotion achievement.
After all, if he didn't agree, Chen Yansen might turn around and cooperate with China Mobile and China Unicom. The horrific sales of 2 million copies in two days also made Kang Yiping realize the dominance and influence of Senlian Capital in the Internet field.
He was afraid that China Mobile and China Unicom would be unethical and secretly offer a higher price. In order to consolidate the cooperative relationship, he simply instructed Zhao Maolin to give up part of the profits to Senlian Capital.
"Boss, did we have a grudge against each other in our previous life?" Ye Qiuping asked indignantly.
She vaguely felt that when Chen Yansen was "bullying" her, the smile on his face always revealed comfort and relaxation.
Excluding the possibility that the other party is a pervert, the only possibility left is that the two had a grudge in their previous life.
"Maybe." Chen Yansen understood what she meant and answered ambiguously.
"..." Ye Qiuping sighed and was so angry that she was speechless.
The entire distance from Xucheng to Chunshen is less than 200 kilometers. Xiao Li drove off the highway in just two hours and then drove towards the northern cemetery.
After a while, a hill covered with pear and peach blossoms came into view.
"Xiao Li, stop the car." Chen Yansen ordered.
He saw a paper-making shop at the intersection, selling everything from yellow paper, paper money for the dead, and gold ingots.
It's a rare opportunity for me to visit my mother, so of course I have to cook more.
"Okay, boss." Xiao Li was very frugal with his words. After that, he stopped talking, slowly slowed down the car and stopped in front of the door.
"Little Golden Man? My goodness, it's a Rolls-Royce! Is there such an awesome person in our county?"
The owner of the paper-making shop was lying behind the counter, browsing the Toutiao news. When he heard the noise outside the door, he looked up and was so shocked that his mouth opened wide. The cigarette in his mouth almost fell out, but fortunately he caught it in time.
"Boss, we also have Qingcheng D2, Orange C3S and Yaocheng X1 here?" Ye Qiuping was the first to enter the door and said, pointing at the paper mobile phones.
"We have to burn something new for our ancestors. Would you like a few? These are best-sellers." The paper-making shop owner quickly stood up and introduced enthusiastically.
If you come in a Rolls-Royce, you must buy some more gifts for ancestor worship, right?
Big customer!
"The workmanship is pretty good, and it looks quite realistic." Chen Yansen followed in, took an enlarged version of the Yaocheng X1, and joked with a smile.
"Of course! They are all genuine products, and the quality is impeccable!" The paper-making shop owner grinned and boasted with his eyes open.
Genuine product?
When did Orange Technology’s business expand to the underworld?
Chen Yansen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't say much. He lowered his head to pick out his mobile phone, computer, tablet, paper money for the dead and yellow paper.
"You still have US dollars here?" Chen Yansen was slightly stunned, looking at the US dollar version of the ghost banknotes with a face value of 100 trillion. If this stack was burned, the underworld would also have a financial crisis.
"We've been keeping up with the international standards in the past two years. Would you like a box?" the paper-making shop owner said seriously.
Chen Yansen nodded and did not object.
The paper-making shop owner was overjoyed upon seeing this, and quickly brought a box of unopened paper-making products and piled them on the counter.
He subconsciously looked at Chen Yansen. After seeing his appearance clearly, his expression suddenly froze, his voice trembled, and he asked excitedly: "Mr. Chen, are you Chen Yansen?"
"Well, bring me another box of ghost money from Tiandi Bank." Chen Yansen responded calmly.
"Mr. Chen, can I take a photo with you?" The paper-making shop owner showed his Orange D2.
The implication is obvious, Mr. Chen, I am your fan!
"Here? It doesn't seem appropriate."
Chen Yansen pursed his lips, motioning for his boss to look at the wreaths, paper figures and mountains of yellow paper around him.
"Yes, yes, yes. Then let's go outside?" The paper-making shop owner stroked his hair and suggested with a smile on his face.
Chen Yansen had no choice but to bite the bullet and take a photo with someone outside the paper-making shop.
Ye Qiuping stood aside and couldn't help laughing. She wanted to laugh but held it back because she was afraid of angering Chen Yansen and then suffering in the evening.
Ten minutes later, Xiao Li moved all the offerings into the trunk and drove away, with a Mercedes-Benz MPV following closely behind.
The paper-making shop owner lay down again, opened WeChat, and proudly posted a group photo in the group "Happy Family (37)", with the caption: "Look who this is?"
"Fuck! Chen Yansen!"
"He went back to Chunshen to visit the graves?"
"Nonsense! Today is Qingming Festival, isn't it normal to visit the graves?"
"Uncle, can you help me get an autograph?"
The other side.
Chen Yansen knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times respectfully, and muttered to himself: Mom, I'm afraid that Old Chen is too stingy, and the money I spent on you before is not enough. Your son will give you some more. If it still is not enough, please send me a dream.
Ye Qiuping carefully observed the photo on the tombstone and thought: No wonder Chen Yansen looks so good, it turns out it’s because of his mother’s good genes.
"Help me burn it for a while. There's too much money and I'm tired."
Half an hour later, Chen Yansen stood up and spoke to Ye Qiuping.
"Me? It's not appropriate, right?" Ye Qiuping shook her head, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously wanted to curl up.
"Stop talking nonsense." Chen Yansen rolled his eyes at her and stuffed a stack of ghost money with a face value of 100 trillion into Ye Qiuping's hand.
Ye Qiuping knelt down obediently, looking at Liang Huizhen on the tombstone, and silently said in her heart: Aunt Liang, I am Chen Yansen's subordinate, my name is Ye Qiuping, your son is very capable, in fact, I like him, but I have a bad family background...
It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that Ye Qiuping finished burning the yellow paper money. She knelt for the entire afternoon, her knees were blue and red, and her feet were trembling.
"Thank you for your hard work." said Chen Yansen.
"It's not hard." Ye Qiuping said with a smile.
"Then wait for ten minutes, I'll ask Xiao Li to buy a few more boxes of paper money for the dead." Chen Yansen said.
“……” Ye Qiuping was stunned.
Chen Yansen was just joking, then got into the car and asked Xiao Li to drive to North Street.
Finally, he stopped in front of a wonton shop, touched his stomach and said, "I'm really a little hungry."
Ye Qiuping, who had been kneeling for more than two hours, complained in her heart: I'm hungry, tired and hungry.
"Boss, three bowls of wontons, three bowls of knife-cut noodles, and nine taels of pot stickers."
As soon as Chen Yansen entered the door, he ordered his food skillfully.
He and Ye Qiuping sat at one table, and Xiao Li sat at another empty table.
There were only a few tables of customers in the restaurant, and it looked deserted.
"Xiao Li, there is a braised food stall at the door, go and buy half a salted goose." Chen Yansen said.
Hearing this, Xiao Li ran out immediately.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Chen's hometown is really a small county town." Ye Qiuping said softly.
"What else? Do you think I made it up?" Chen Yansen asked back.
With your character and personality, it is not impossible.
Ye Qiuping smiled without saying anything and only dared to complain in her heart.
"Boss, small knife noodles, plus two taels of pot stickers."
At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties walked over with a pot of tea in his hand and talked.
Chen Yansen turned around and saw an acquaintance.
"Coach Huang, long time no see."
"Mr. Chen, long time no see." Huang Boxiang was stunned at first, then walked over with a smile.
"Changed your career?" Chen Yansen looked Huang Boxiang up and down and saw that he was not wearing the 'Daxiang Driving School' work clothes. His face was much darker than three years ago, and more than 30% of his hair was white.
"Well, I'm down and out." Huang Boxiang pulled a small stool, sat down opposite Chen Yansen, scratched his head, and said self-deprecatingly.
You haven't stood up yet!
Chen Yansen thought about it, but didn't say it out loud. The truth was too hurtful, so he asked casually, "Did your brother's driving school go bankrupt?"
Although Huang Boxiang has a bad temper, he is the younger brother of the driving school owner after all. As long as Daxiang Driving School survives, he will not lose his job.
"My brother was set up in business. He bought a kindergarten and made three profits from it. He became the buyer. Last year, he learned from others to invest in a real estate project. The house could not be sold and the big boss ran away with the money. My brother's investment of 10 million yuan was wasted. He jumped off the building because he had no other options."
Huang Boxiang said with red eyes and a wry smile.
Now, he has to shoulder the burden of two families. In addition to being an instructor at a driving school, he also has to drive a ride-hailing car to supplement his family income.
Chen Yansen frowned slightly.
As I recall, Huang Daxiang entered the real estate industry in 2014 and acquired a piece of land before the housing prices in Chunshen soared. In less than three years, he went from being a multi-millionaire to a billionaire.
But in this life, the other party entered the industry one or two years earlier, and the trajectory of his fate was completely reversed. In the end, he jumped off a building and died due to a broken capital chain.
If you catch the trend of the times, you can achieve financial freedom in two or three years.
Once you take the wrong path, your family can fall into decline in a blink of an eye.
If Huang Daxiang had gritted his teeth and persevered for two years, he might have been able to turn things around, but his creditors behind him wouldn't give him a chance.
"Do you need help?" Chen Yansen asked seriously.
He knew Huang Boxiang's character, a simple and honest man. Although he had a bad temper, he never asked for bribes when he was a driving school instructor. He would praise students if they learned well and scold them if they learned slowly.
This person has some bad habits, but his heart is not crooked.
You can tell that he is a man of loyalty and affection by looking at how hard he works to earn money to support his eldest brother's little daughter's education.
“Mr. Chen, it’s no trouble. I am now considered your employee. When I am free on weekdays, I will run for half a day to get a taxi.”
Huang Boxiang shook his head and refused.
There are some favors that he cannot repay.
What's more, he was a clear-headed man. He and Chen Yansen were just acquaintances. Three years ago, the other party hired him to do a job and paid him every penny.
He is so shameless as to do such an ugly thing as asking for money.
"How much turnover is there in a day?" Chen Yansen asked.
"Including the rewards for placing orders, 400 yuan a day is no problem." Huang Boxiang said with a satisfied smile.
But he didn't tell Chen Yansen that he had to run from six in the morning to the early hours of the morning, and take a nap in the car when he was tired.
"so much?"
Chen Yansen was suddenly surprised.
The starting price of taxis in Chunshen is low, 400 a day, so you have to run for more than ten hours, right?
"You hacked two accounts?" Chen Yansen asked in a deep voice.
Huang Boxiang panicked and quickly denied, "I didn't."
There are strict regulations for Kuaidi taxis. One car is bound to a driver's license, ID card and account, and the maximum pending order time is no more than 10 hours. Cheng Weixing is mainly afraid that some people would rather value their life than their money.
Online ride-hailing drivers sit still for long periods of time, working for more than ten hours at a time, and are very likely to suffer sudden cardiac death.
"Tell the truth, or I'll make a phone call and block all your accounts." Chen Yansen said coldly.
"Mr. Chen, I have no choice. The pressure of life is too great." Huang Boxiang looked at Chen Yansen pitifully, with a pleading look.
He is completely different from the cheerful coach he was three years ago.
"Okay, I got it." Chen Yansen waved his hand.
Huang Boxiang gave a dry laugh and felt uncomfortable all over. He took the initiative to say goodbye, moved to another seat, ate his lunch in a hurry, and ran away without looking back.
For fear of being a step slower, Chen Yansen would block his driver account.
"Will you block the account?" Ye Qiuping asked curiously.
"Guess." Chen Yansen smiled lightly and ate the wontons and golden and crispy pot stickers slowly.
When he was leaving and preparing to pay, the boss told him that someone had already paid for the meal.
You really want to use a few dozen dollars to shut me up!
Chen Yansen burst out laughing. After getting in the car, he called Cheng Weixing and told him two things: "First, strictly investigate drivers who use fake license plates, identity information and driver's licenses, and set up a reward-based reporting activity on the passenger side. This is for the safety of passengers and the safety of drivers. Second, force drivers to buy accident insurance to avoid being left without protection if something goes wrong."
Full-time drivers of Kuaidi Taxi have social security, medical insurance and accident insurance, but they account for a very small proportion. Part-time drivers account for the vast majority and do not have any protection at all.
As for Huang Boxiang’s account, it has to be blocked!
When human feelings are mixed into the rules, they become distorted.
Chen Yansen first asked Xiao Li to send Ye Qiuping back to the hotel, then bought a bag of oranges at the intersection and staggered to see Lao Chen.
at the same time.
Huang Boxiang was dumbfounded, his account was blocked!
"Damn you Chen Yansen! I'm your coach and a fellow countryman after all. I even treated you to knife-cut noodles and pot stickers, but you turned against me faster than turning the pages of a book."
Huang Boxiang was so angry that he started cursing and drove home dejectedly.
I have two accounts, one of which has been blocked, and the other has been running for ten hours and can only accept orders tomorrow.
As soon as he parked the car and entered the house, he saw a young man sitting in the living room. He looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and was wearing a pair of glasses.
"Old Huang, you're back! Come in! This is the recruitment manager of Kuapao Company. He wants to invite you to be the driver for their boss." Huang Boxiang's wife had an undisguised smile on her face.
With a monthly salary of 12,000 yuan, five insurances and one fund, food and accommodation included, plus rental subsidies, transportation subsidies, quarterly bonuses, travel funds and other benefits, the annual income is at least 250,000 to 260,000 yuan.
His income is much higher than Huang Boxiang's, who works hard and has to take on multiple jobs all day long.
She is only in her early forties and doesn't want her husband to die of exhaustion.
After Huang Boxiang heard his wife's explanation, his eyes suddenly turned red. Thinking back to how he had scolded Chen Yansen all the way, he immediately felt regretful and said to himself: I really deserve to die!
At this moment, Lao Huang was filled with gratitude towards Chen Yansen.
(End of this chapter)
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