Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

”If you didn’t book one, then go book one. It’s not convenient at my place.” Chen Yansen glanced at a message on his phone and rejected Wang Zihao’s request.

”Brother Sen, I can just sleep on the couch. No need to waste money.” Seeing Chen Yansen walking out, Wang Zihao hurried after him.

Chen Yansen ignored him and walked straight into the elevator.

’His couch was already reserved. As for Wang Zihao... he was a brother. He could sleep anywhere.’

When he reached the first floor, Chen Yansen got into the driver’s seat of his Bentley and drove toward Xuyuan.

He had just driven two or three hundred meters south when he saw Song Yuncheng waiting on the side of the road.

Chen Yansen stopped the car in front of her.

”I booked a hotel. It’d be a waste not to stay there,” Song Yuncheng muttered as she got in and fastened her seatbelt.

”What’s the room number? I’ll have Zihao stay there,” Chen Yansen asked with a smile after Song Yuncheng closed the door.

”Forget it. If the administration department lets it slip, Zihao will definitely get suspicious,” Song Yuncheng said softly.

”It’s fine. Take my phone and send the room number to Zihao.”

Chen Yansen laughed to himself.

’That kid Wang Zihao already knows.’

Seeing Chen Yansen insist, Song Yuncheng picked up his phone, opened WeChat, found the chat with Wang Zihao, and sent the room number, imitating Chen Yansen’s tone.

After sending it, she was about to hand the phone back when she noticed a chat window with Meng Jie.

Song Yuncheng glanced up at Chen Yansen, who was focused on driving, and secretly tapped on it.

But after reading just a few lines, her expression fell.

”Are you peeking at my messages?”

Chen Yansen asked with a confident tone, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

”How did you... I wasn’t looking,” Song Yuncheng quickly denied.

’This damn man is such a player! The content of his chat with Meng Jie made her face burn.’

”Is that so?”

Chen Yansen asked back with a noncommittal smile.

Song Yuncheng gave an awkward smile and quickly changed the subject, proactively bringing up Pinbei’s first day online.

”At this rate, we can get at least 40 billion in sales in a year!”

”40 billion? Is that a lot? Taobao has 600 billion.”

Chen Yansen said dismissively.

”They’ve been around for almost ten years. We’re just getting started,” Song Yuncheng retorted.

”Then you’d better work hard! When you get Pinbei’s sales to 600 billion, I’ll promote you to vice president.”

Chen Yansen dangled a carrot.

”600 billion?” Song Yuncheng smiled wryly, not believing for a second that she could achieve it.

She knew better than anyone how today’s hundred million in sales had been achieved.

First, there was the traffic from QQ and WeChat. Second, they had spent tens of millions on advertising. Third, they relied on the viral nature of group buying and the ”slash to 0 yuan” events. And fourth, there were the merchant resources accumulated from FoxTao last year.

Taobao claimed to have 5 million merchants, but Pinbei didn’t even have 500.

”You still have to have a dream. What if it comes true?” Chen Yansen said, borrowing a line from Jack Ma with a teasing smile.

「Meanwhile.」

Wei Yucheng, who had been watching his computer, was dumbfounded. Ever since Pinbei went live, the orders for his store hadn’t stopped coming in.

In just one day, his transaction volume reached 130,000 orders, selling 260 tons of navel oranges.

In the past, he wouldn’t have even dared to dream of this.

”Boss Wei, I downloaded all the orders from the data backend for you. The total sales for these 130,000 orders is 2.197 million, with a gross profit of about 194,000.”

Zhang Yifeng took a sip from his bowl of rice wine and said to Wei Yucheng with a smile.

This guy, so afraid of losing money, had urged him to calculate the gross profit margin as soon as the orders hit 100,000.

”Calling me Boss Wei sounds too distant. From now on, call me Brother Wei,” Wei Yucheng said, enthusiastically putting an arm around Zhang Yifeng.

In the corner, Li Hui had a strange expression on his face. He looked at Wei Yucheng, then glanced at Yuan Wei, and chuckled to himself.

The three of them had been busy in Xiyue for half a month for this deal. Luckily, everything went smoothly.

Although Wei Yucheng hadn’t budged much on the price, he didn’t play any tricks when it came to shipping. The fruit diameters strictly followed the specifications on the page.