Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

”Average of over 30 orders per day last month and a rider service rating of no less than 4.2,” Jiang Hao said with a smile, urging them on. ”Come on, scan the code to register first. I’ll teach you how to record the video; the station still needs to review it.”

”Just 30 orders? I meet that requirement.”

”Is a 3.7 rating okay?”

”Who told you to cuss out customers all day? Bet you regret it now, huh?”

The Qian Du riders joked around.

A short while later, five of the riders had registered for the part-time Kuai Pao app. Only the one with the 3.7 rating was rejected by Jiang Hao.

If the service rating didn’t meet the standard, the application wouldn’t be approved.

After comparing the per-kilometer rates, they immediately decided to give it a try during the morning rush.

Jiang Hao earned a hundred yuan. He then finished his breakfast and went online to take orders, feeling quite satisfied.

Similar scenes were playing out all across the country.

Wang Zhongpu, now in a frenzy, didn’t hesitate to continue the subsidy war after securing 4.1 million orders on June 3rd.

The money lost belonged to the company, but if he could conquer the market, the performance would be credited to him. Anyone with a clear head knew what to do.

Li Yanhong wanted market share, so he would go fight for it.

Once it was past eight o’clock, Qian Du Delivery’s merchants began another day of both pain and pleasure.

In the platform wars, they, like the customers, were also beneficiaries.

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「8:30 a.m.」

In a husband-and-wife shop that sold zhajiangmian, the owner kept poking his head out to look, his brow furrowed with impatience.

There were over 30 delivery orders piled up on the counter, but what baffled him was that not a single rider had come to pick them up for a long time.

’What’s going on?’

’The customers’ calls to hurry their orders are blowing up my phone!’

It wasn’t until a quarter past nine that a Qian Du Delivery rider finally arrived. The owner furiously questioned him, ”What the hell is Qian Du doing? These orders are all cold! If the customers cancel, who’s going to cover the loss?”

The Qian Du rider pursed his lips disdainfully. ”Why are you yelling at me? I’m not a Qian Du employee. Just give me orders 37 and 38.”

”What about the dozens of orders before those?” the owner asked, taken aback.

”The system didn’t assign them to me. Not my fucking problem,” the rider said irritably.

Most of the riders from his station had gone over to Kuai Pao. His rating was too low, so he was stuck running for Qian Du, earning three or four yuan less per order. Naturally, his tone was anything but polite.

From his confrontational attitude, it wasn’t hard to see why his service rating was below 4.2.

”What the fuck!” the owner couldn’t help but curse.

”Who are you cussing at?” the rider asked, jutting out his neck.

”None of your fucking business!” the owner shot back, giving him a dirty look.

”Go fuck yourself!” The rider didn’t back down an inch, firing back with a curse before adding, ”None of *your* fucking business!”

Tempers flared, and before they had exchanged more than a couple of sentences, they were scuffling.

In an instant, zhajiangmian was flying through the air.

Before the lunch rush even began, Qian Du Delivery was already experiencing widespread order backlogs.

Either merchants couldn’t prepare the food fast enough, causing impatient riders to cancel the delivery, or there simply wasn’t enough delivery capacity, leading to a pile-up of orders.

A flood of complaint calls from merchants poured into the Qian Du Delivery business division. Their core demand was compensation for losses caused by the backlogged orders.

Wang Zhongpu quickly received the news. Sensing something was wrong, he immediately had the technology, operations, delivery, and data departments investigate the source of the problem.

”President Wang, the rider online rate in the East China Region has dropped by 36.2% month-over-month, and in the North China Region, it’s down 41.3%...”

It wasn’t long before the heads of the data and delivery departments reported in.

’Riders aren’t coming online?’

Wang Zhongpu’s brow furrowed. Suddenly, a thought struck him. ”Have someone check if Kuai Pao has increased its recruitment of part-time riders.”

Riders would never refuse to come online and take orders for no reason.

Most likely, someone was offering them more money.

All Qian Du riders were signed on labor contracts, so they weren’t technically Qian Du employees. They delivered for whoever paid more.