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Chapter 1069 - 746 History is always surprisingly similar (Thanks for the tip!)_2

Chapter 1069: 746 History is always surprisingly similar (Thanks for the tip!)_2

"Did you just say that currently, the price per delivery is six yuan?" Cao Jinse confirmed.

"Hmm."

Jiang Chen nodded.

"Raise the price to ten yuan, that is, increase the delivery staff’s income by forty percent, seven thousand would become ten thousand."

As Cao Jinse contemplated, she said, "Taking the number of people working in the food delivery industry to be four million, if you could win over half of them, two million delivery staff, the cost you would need to pay per month would be six billion yuan."

"That’s just the expenditure for the delivery staff, not including rebates for merchants and customers."

Following this train of thought, once this business war kicked off, at least one hundred billion yuan would have to be readied per year.

"How many years do you plan to fight?"

In the face of Cao Jinse’s gaze, Jiang Chen remained composed.

"I can’t decide how many years I will fight, what I can decide is to keep fighting until I win."

The conference room fell silent.

Dominating.

He was truly too dominating.

So much so that Cao Jinse was momentarily overawed by his presence and fell silent.

"I don’t have the money right now."

Lan Peizhi, usually a man of few words, spoke.

These words seemed not to be spoken on his own behalf, but rather as if speaking on behalf of Cao Jinse.

"You don’t need to put in money, I will bear all the expenses for the food delivery project myself; I just need the company’s full support for this project."

Jiang Chen said bluntly, the company he referred to was naturally the Great Wall, managed by Lan Peizhi.

"What are your conditions?"

Cao Jinse asked directly, as if she hadn’t noticed the subtle collusion between the two partners.

Friendship is friendship.

Business is business.

Even close brothers have to settle accounts clearly.

One has to play their role aptly, whatever the environment.

Such a huge investment without expecting a return would certainly be nonsense.

It seemed that Jiang Chen had long prepared his response.

"If the project fails, I alone will be responsible for the loss; if it is successful, I will need to increase my share in the company."

That was fair and reasonable.

"How much do you want?"

"Five percentage points," Jiang Chen stated with composure.

Though Lan Peizhi managed Great Wall, her share compared to the two present was not on the same level, so Jiang Chen’s request would not have much impact on her.

To use an imperfect analogy, the two major shareholders were somewhat like her angel investors.

"Are you satisfied with just five percentage points?"

Cao Jinse showed a slightly inscrutable smile.

Clothing, food, shelter, and transportation are the most basic and important aspects of people’s livelihoods.

The food delivery industry deals with the "food" aspect and is a massive market with a trillion yuan in existing volume.

"This matter cannot be accomplished by me alone, I need the company’s support."

Jiang Chen was very sincere.

The founding of Great Wall was nearly a joint effort between him and Cao Jinse, both contributing the same amount of capital; however, due to Cao Jinse’s resources, in the subsequent share allocations, Cao Jinse ended up with a larger share than Jiang Chen, thus becoming Great Wall’s largest shareholder, without question.

Of course.

The difference was not much, certainly not five percentage points.

That is to say, if Jiang Chen’s equity increased by five percentage points, he would surpass Cao Jinse and become the largest shareholder of Great Wall.

Cao Jinse did not show immediate disapproval, pondering instead.

The four founders of Great Wall, even excluding the three present, as well as Jin Hai’s new generation Sect Leader, were all figures with grand visions.

Moreover, Great Wall was not founded with the sole intention of making money.

As for who the largest shareholder was, Cao Jinse really did not care much. Moreover, if such a scenario really occurred, it would mean a victory in the food delivery war.

If the food delivery war was victorious, the dividends it would bring to Great Wall, as well as their personal gains, would be immeasurable.

So on the surface, it seemed she had no reason to refuse.

However, one cannot judge a matter solely by its appearance.

Anyone with the slightest business acumen knew that Jiang Chen was certainly at a disadvantage with this proposal, while she stood to benefit.

It didn’t cost any money, nor did it take any effort.

It wouldn’t be an overstatement to say it was reaping the benefits without lifting a finger.

But just because Cao Jinse didn’t know the specific monthly income of a delivery worker didn’t mean she wasn’t aware of which company was currently dominating the industry.

She also knew well who stood behind that company.

She first glanced at Lan Peizhi, who was posing as an outsider, then turned to Jiang Chen, "Didn’t I promise you that I would try to resolve the conflict with the Fang Family as much as I could?"

What emerged from that chaotic battle was a "kangaroo".

And the Fang Family was among those who helped this kangaroo break out of the encirclement.

She knew that this time the enmity formed with the Fang Family was too great, too difficult to reconcile, but she hadn’t expected the other party to suddenly become so vehement.

Starting a war with the kangaroo was equivalent to cutting off their own retreat, initiating a battle with the Fang Family.

"What does it have to do with the Fang Family?"

Jiang Chen feigned ignorance, even though he knew the other party understood perfectly well.

Using the Great Wall to declare war on the Fang Family also meant dragging everyone associated with the Great Wall onto the battlefield.

The heavy cost of such an endeavor wasn’t surprising.

"Aunt Lan, what’s your opinion?"

Cao Jinse looked over at her.

Lan Peizhi’s response was very simple and straightforward.

"I have no opinion."

"..."

Cao Jinse burst into a wry smile, then muttered to herself, "If Miss Shi agrees too, then my opposition seems to be of no consequence."

Jiang Chen didn’t speak.

He knew that it was unlikely for her to oppose the idea.

Starting this big delivery battle would benefit the general public and the working class.

This resonated with the purpose of the Firefly Medical Center.

A look of helplessness appeared on Cao Jinse’s face, "Since you all agree, I can only follow the decision of the shareholders’ meeting, but I do have a suggestion."

"Please, go ahead."

Jiang Chen made a gesture of attentive listening.

"You just said to increase the unit price from six yuan to ten yuan, which I think is too aggressive. It will indeed have a great impact on attracting delivery workers, but it will also cause tremors in other industries. If the income level of one sector suddenly increases significantly, it will inevitably lead to a flood of workers entering that sector. What about jobs in other fields? Who will do them? Shouldn’t their wages increase too?"

Jiang Chen furrowed his brow slightly; he hadn’t really considered this issue.

"My idea is that there’s no problem in increasing the income of delivery workers – it’s what they deserve – but the increase should be more moderate. For example, raise the standard to eight yuan, and the remaining two yuan could be added to related welfare guarantees, like buying insurance for them, signing proper labor contracts, so that they don’t have to worry about the future and feel a stronger sense of belonging to our company."

Jiang Chen fell silent for a moment, then said to Cao Jinse, who looked serene, with sincerity, "I’ve learned something."

He couldn’t deny it.

Due to different starting points, there were indeed significant gaps between him and the other party in some areas.

"Now that we have made a decision, we need to prepare comprehensively and not fight a reckless battle."

Jiang Chen nodded, then stood up.

"I’m going to prepare the proposal. You two talk."

After speaking, he left, deliberately leaving the space to the two women.

"Aunt Lan, did you teach him that?"

Cao Jinse asked.

"It was his own idea."

"He’s richer than I imagined," remarked Cao Jinse with a laugh, using more colloquial language, "but isn’t this a case of harming oneself without benefiting others?"

"Haven’t you noticed? He’s an idealist."

Cao Jinse fell silent, then chuckled in response, "Just like those passionate overseas compatriots a hundred years ago?"

A century ago, during a great disaster, countless overseas Chinese made contributions and sacrifices to help their compatriots in the homeland without asking for anything in return.

"Aunt Lan, can we really trust them?"

Cao Jinse used "them" instead of "him".

"I believe in him."

Lan Peizhi’s answer came without any hesitation or doubt; Cao Jinse said "them", but she said "him".

History always has astonishing similarities.

A century ago, there was no shortage of overseas Chinese bravely offering financial and physical support, no lack of chivalrous individuals from the Jianghu, nor a dearth of selfless aristocrats willing to risk everything.

Cao Jinse couldn’t help but gaze at that serene face with a lingering charm, looking so intently that even the other party turned her head to meet her gaze.

With a light smile, Cao Jinse expressed her feelings in an uncharacteristically earnest manner, "Aunt Lan, you look like a woman now."