Chapter 629: Mrs. Jiang’s Gold Content

Whether it was because the Feng family lost power or because Feng Shihua heard too much news from Cai Ming’s side, he has become much quieter lately.

During this time, Hungry No More has become terribly worse.

According to Burger King’s delivery data, their orders initially plummeted by thirty percent and then continued to drop by another twenty percent, now only half remain.

Most consumers no longer trust Hungry No More. Whenever they order from this platform, images of filthy conditions flash before their eyes.

Food is supposed to be consumed. It’s somewhat acceptable if it lacks nutrition or taste, but dirtiness is definitely intolerable.

Another group of consumers might stay for big discounts, but the volume of complaints within the platform has clearly increased.

When one thing is done poorly, consumers suspect deceit in everything.

“It’s not surprising that something like this would happen with Hungry No More. Their plastic bags were always terribly poor in quality.”

“That’s right, it was rare for Hungry No More’s plastic bags not to tear.”

“Poor plastic bags are one thing, but now even the food is bad. I definitely won’t use it anymore.”

“All of Hungry No More’s riders are middle-aged old men, not a single handsome guy!”

Social media likes to chase trends. Recently, random interviews about Hungry No More keep appearing on Tonight’s Headlines.

Zhang Xuhao was so angry after watching, he could grind his teeth. Damn it, Hungry No More never even used plastic bags!

And does a rider have to be handsome to avoid criticism?

The more he scrolled through the news on Tonight’s Headlines, the colder his heart felt, as if the whole world was against him.

Finally, Chen Jiaxin snatched his phone away: “Stop looking. The more you look, the more this app will push negative news about Hungry No More to you, thinking you like it!”

Zhang Xuhao was suddenly startled, breaking into a cold sweat.

He had forgotten that Tonight’s Headlines uses a personalized algorithm that feeds him more of what he watches!

Everything Jiang Qin does is damn shady.

“What brings you here?”

“We found a few big V bloggers on Weibo, planning to do a comparative review between Group-Buy Delivery and our service to regain some reputation, but…”

Zhang Xuhao looked at her. “What happened?”

Chen Jiaxin crossed her arms: “We ordered the same meal from the same restaurant on two platforms. Group-Buy Delivery was faster.”

“How is that possible?”

“It’s true. I tried several more times, different hours and areas, each time the result was the same.”

After speaking, Chen Jiaxin called Zhang Li and a marketing guy named Lin Daji.

He had been running Group-Buy Delivery for two days straight, coming back just today, looking haggard.

Chen Jiaxin looked at him: “Share your findings.”

Lin Daji pursed his lips: “Group-Buy Delivery’s route guidance is more precise, their system supports full area allocation, their full-time riders hardly run empty. They can even pick up all pending orders near merchants and along the delivery routes.”

After hearing this, Chen Jiaxin turned to Zhang Xuhao: “It’s the tech support from Gaode Maps. It’s no wonder Group-Buy spent so much to buy shares in Gaode and kept improving their database.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuhao fell silent once more.

A month ago, he claimed in an interview that Hungry No More’s biggest advantage was its three-kilometer delivery model, ensuring the fastest delivery to customers.

Turns out, the “non-professional” service had surpassed them in this aspect, which was like a slap in the face.

【I don’t want to be the next Jiang Qin. I want to be the first Zhang Xuhao.】

Thinking back to his bold statements during the media interview, he couldn’t help feeling uneasy.

“We can’t compete in first and second-tier markets anymore. The white-collar market we took over from Baidu has now been snatched by Group-Buy. Super Delivery Man has also collapsed. There’s no development left in first-tier cities. I plan to quickly penetrate lower-tier markets while merging with Praise Delivery.”

Zhang Xuhao calmed down and continued: “Group-Buy’s supply chain is slower than our expansion. This way we can at least avoid them.”

Chen Jiaxin pursed her lips, thinking back to when group-buy sites couldn’t compete with Group-Buy and also fled to lower markets, only to have all markets eventually swept by Group-Buy.

History seems to be repeating itself.

Being forced into smaller markets is essentially admitting defeat.

Just then, Yang Xueyu burst in, looking anxious: “Boss Zhang, Boss Chen, I need to go back to Kyoto for a while. I won’t be returning anytime soon.”

“What happened?”

“The boss had a cerebral hemorrhage and is hospitalized. Someone needs to temporarily take charge at Public Review to stabilize the situation.”

“Then… go ahead.”

Yang Xueyu was on loan from Public Review; his official position was still with them. Hence, the boss he referred to was Zhang Tao, who had bet his fortune on Hungry No More.

Ever since the group-buy signing ceremony was boycotted by merchants and rumors of funding issues surfaced in the media, Zhang Tao developed high blood pressure, which finally took a toll.

The pressure was indeed huge.

Seeing Hungry No More start to retreat and dive into smaller markets, the internet business community sighed.

They had expected Hungry No More might not hold up half a month ago, but they didn’t expect the gamble between two big factories to fail within a month.

【Part-time entrepreneurship triumphs, and in the blink of an eye, four years have passed. I’m graduating.】

On a Thursday noon, Jiang Qin posted an update in his friends’ circle, silencing the entire group.

Just a single line with three dots.

First, Jiang Qin’s main job is a student. In his words, he’s always been a part-time boss at Group-Buy…

Second, he just graduated from college at twenty-two.

Third, from a campus group-buy site, Group-Buy has become the current O2O giant in just four years.

However, what caught another wave of attention was the few images accompanying this friends’ circle post.

The first picture showed a stunningly beautiful girl hanging clothes at the dormitory block, boasting a great figure, long legs, a slim waist, and delicate, fair features.

The second one was a long shot, with the brilliant sun half blocked by the dorm building, still focused on the girl in the laundry area hanging up a man’s white shirt.

In the third photo, the scenery remained, but a sudden breeze lifted the girl’s skirt and the sheets in the air, twirling together into a dynamic, bright, and youthful scene, more splendid than summer flowers.

“Who’s that?”

“Must be Mrs. Jiang.”

Jiang Qin used to post photos of Feng Nanshu in his QQ Zone, but he stopped after switching to WeChat.

Not because he didn’t want to show off his close friend, but because his identity changed greatly, requiring caution with personal information.

Yet today, seeing the little rich girl hanging clothes downstairs, he couldn’t resist taking many photos and ended up posting them.

He has a beautiful close friend and just wanted to show off.

Under the supermarket canopy at the academy, Jiang Qin squatted, snapping photos, then reached out to pet a stray cat nearby, asking if it had a dainty, cute yet slightly clingy sister.

Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini were also hanging clothes. Since they had no men’s clothes, they finished quicker than the little rich girl.

Watching Jiang, the boss, calling cats and dogs, mumbling, Gao Wenhui couldn’t help but ask, “What are you saying to it?”

“I’m asking if it has a girlfriend.”

“A nest indeed doesn’t breed two types of people. Feng Nanshu also spends her days grabbing stray cats to ask if they have an older brother to pamper her.”

Wang Haini leaned in: “What did it say?”

Jiang Qin stroked the cat beside him: “It said it has eight wives and three little sisters from the neighboring school, that damn philandering cat.”

Gao Wenhui widened her eyes: “Can you really understand dog talk?!”

“Get lost!”

Jiang Qin, cursing and swearing, turned his head towards the laundry area and saw Feng Nanshu had lined up his clothes in a row, her high ponytail swaying.

Watching Jiang, unable to take his eyes off, Gao Wenhui squinted: “How about it, your wife is pretty, right?”

“I’m looking at clouds. They move so fast.”

“It’s not the clouds moving, nor the wind, but your heart.”

Jiang gave her a look: “You’re wrong. It’s your salary moving, one by one from your pocket back into mine.”

Just then, Feng Nanshu ran over, a few beads of sweat twinkling on her forehead, then softly called him brother.

Jiang pulled a pack of tissues from his pocket, wiped her sweat, and gently pinched her fair cheek.

Just then, the beads at the back door of the academy supermarket were suddenly lifted, and Jiang Zhihua came out handing out four ice creams.

Jiang paused: “I’ve been sitting here for half an hour. Why didn’t you offer an ice cream before?”

Jiang Zhihua grinned: “I didn’t see the boss lady earlier, just saw you loitering behind my door like a bandit. How could I dare show myself?”

Jiang pursed his lips: “You have a way with words.”

The three girls took the ice creams from Boss Jiang, took a bite, and then realized it was a new product.

Gao Wenhui had strawberry flavor, seeing the apple flavor in Feng Nanshu’s hand, she couldn’t help but ask: “Is it good?”

“Tasty, try some.”

Feng Nanshu handed it over, her eyes sparkling with a lively twinkle.

Gao Wenhui shook her head after a glance: “You’ve eaten from Jiang’s. I don’t want to taste his flavor.”

Jiang: “?”

Wang Haini’s eyes widened, suddenly excited: “Let me try.”

“Wait a minute. Feng Nanshu, what else have you been sneaking?”

The little rich girl touched Jiang’s face with a finger, gently pushing him away: “You’ll know next time.”

Jiang watched her expressionless face but suddenly blushed, his brows involuntarily furrowing.

Feng Nanshu is just a little foodie with a strong curiosity, always wanting to eat everything, probably sneaking snacks again when he wasn’t around.