Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

The strengthening ended in just three seconds, and Chen Yansen couldn’t help but complain.

Although the framework for his food delivery, express delivery, and ride-hailing services had taken initial shape, he was an impatient man. His mind raced, searching for industries that could create the most jobs. In the end, he silently apologized to his competitors.

’I’m just too desperate to get stronger!’

’Since you can’t even afford to pay for social security and overtime, you might as well just die. Let me bear the pain and pressure of building a business.’

Chen Yansen’s eyes narrowed, ready to crush even more of his competitors.

Meanwhile, under Kang Yiping’s leadership, the Senlian Star Shining Card—a collaboration between Senlian Capital and a major telecom provider—had swiftly passed its internal review. The data allowance, scope of data-free apps, and call time limits were all finalized.

As for text messages?

After the chat functions on WeChat and Orange Pay were released, who would be foolish enough to pay 0.1 yuan per message to chat with someone?

Therefore, a rumor recently began circulating that the mobile carriers were preparing to charge WeChat additional fees.

To put it bluntly, the money they were losing from SMS and MMS had to be recouped from somewhere—either from Ma Wenteng or from WeChat’s users.

As a result, the three major carriers got blasted all over the trending topics lists!

Their test failed!

Users wanted to rip the carriers’ heads off. Who would dare try to charge now?

In light of this, Kang Yiping instinctively accelerated the project’s development.

While Chen Yansen was still in meetings in Shencheng City, Kang Yiping had already upgraded the billing and operational support systems. He ran extensive functional and stress tests to ensure the system could accurately identify traffic from data-free apps. He also made sure it could correctly calculate fees for out-of-plan data and calls, guaranteeing stable operation.

Normally, this process would take several weeks, but under Kang Yiping’s personal supervision, it was more than halfway done in less than a week. It was expected to launch in mid-April.

Chen Yansen stayed at the office until five o’clock and left right on time.

Xiaoli drove, but their destination wasn’t the Delta Villa District. Instead, they headed for the residential complex where Master Ye lived.

「On the other side.」

Ye Qiuping, wearing a Pikachu-patterned apron and a pair of translucent white stockings, stood before the stove. She skillfully stir-fried dishes, simmered a broth, and boiled a sweet dessert soup.

”Add more chili. I’ll poison you!”

Master Ye muttered under her breath, letting a hint of her true Sichuan nature slip out.

But in front of Chen Yansen, she was as docile as a kitten.

The tricks and techniques she used to manipulate people seemed completely ineffective against Chen Yansen.

It was like a starting-zone Succubus running into the server’s top-tier final boss. Besides getting utterly dominated, there was no other way out.

With her skills, she could have easily found a high-paying job in the tech industry. Chen Yansen had even returned the investigation file he had on her, but still, Ye Qiuping found she was reluctant to leave.

DING-DONG—! Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ye Qiuping immediately spun around and ran to the door. She opened it, took a pair of men’s slippers from the shoe rack, and helped President Chen take off his shoes and put them on. The entire sequence was fluid and practiced.

Chen Yansen accepted her service without a shred of guilt, thinking, ’You owe me this.’

”I made a kumquat and pear dessert soup, as well as salty braised pork and diced rabbit with chili peppers,” said Ye Qiuping.

”I’ll have a bowl of the dessert soup first,” Chen Yansen said.

”I’ll go get it,” Ye Qiuping replied obediently.

President Chen pulled out a chair and sat at the head of the table, waiting for President Ye to serve the dishes, the soup, and the rice.

There were four dishes and a soup, plus a pot of the golden and white dessert soup.

Chen Yansen picked up a bowl of the dessert soup and took a sip before asking casually, ”I gave you the investigation file. Why are you still here? Can’t bear to part with your hundred-thousand-a-month salary?”

”If I left, who would make dessert soup for you?” Ye Qiuping lifted her chin, bringing her lovely face close to his as she spoke softly.

”Stay by my side, and you might end up with nothing,” Chen Yansen warned, his words carrying a deeper meaning.