Chapter 675 483: 2.5 Billion in a Single Day, a One Trillion Goal! 1,000 Canteens, 30 Million in Profit?

Xucheng, Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park.

Chen Yansen put down his phone and returned to the sofa to continue drinking his tea.

The Nobel Prize in Chemistry held little personal value for him, but its significance for Deep Blue Technology was extraordinary.

Although the Nobel Prize had been steeped in controversy in recent years, it remained the highest honor in the global scientific community.

Once the award was officially announced, it would serve as direct proof of the Deep Blue Battery's groundbreaking contributions to chemical materials and energy storage. It was tantamount to receiving the world's most authoritative endorsement.

Furthermore, the Nobel Prize would increase the Deep Blue Battery's brand premium. With the award's backing, it would be much easier for the Deep Blue Battery to gain recognition from regulatory bodies and industry associations when entering international markets.

Moreover, the higher-ups would undoubtedly provide substantial tax reductions, subsidies, and technical support for Deep Blue Technology. There might even be an opportunity to participate in setting the standards for lithium-sulfur batteries, further solidifying its market position.

As for accepting the award, he could just leave that to Zeng Jiweng and the other two.

Chen Yansen lifted his teacup and took a small sip. He then summoned his system panel. The value under Human Dao Fire was 736,127, which could be synthesized into 73 wisps of Immortal Dao Fire.

Compared to three months ago, the number had more than doubled.

From this, it was easy to see that labor-intensive projects like Cloud Speed Express, Kuai Pao, and the Orange Mobile Phone Factory were expanding at an astonishing rate.

President Chen was well aware that the number of people in the country who wanted him dead was several times greater than the number of those abroad.

He himself couldn't even begin to count how many people's pies Senlian Capital had meddled with.

From e-commerce and mobile phones to express delivery, food delivery, group buying, ride-hailing, search engines, and digital map navigation, and even to electric vehicles, electric fans, and battery manufacturing—he had long since made countless enemies.

'Damn system, give me some points!'

Chen Yansen recited silently in his mind.

A vast cloud of purplish-black mist materialized out of thin air, then drilled into the space between his eyebrows. It released a terrifying energy within his brain, continuously tempering and strengthening his Spirit.

In just three seconds, his Spirit increased from 102.36 to 103.09.

After a round of tests, the diameter of his Divine Sense's detection range had reached nearly thirty-four meters, and the maximum weight he could control with his mind had increased to 400 jin.

And from the perspective of his Spiritual Power, the surrounding space of over a thousand square meters appeared in his mind with perfect clarity, no different from what his naked eye could see.

Next, he activated the [Planck Clock] talent.

He only began to feel slightly fatigued at the fifth second, so he quickly deactivated the talent.

Chen Yansen estimated that with his current Spiritual Power, six seconds was his absolute limit.

Although the duration was short, it was three seconds longer than it had been half a year ago.

'Six seconds is already incredible!'

President Chen mused to himself, his mind flashing back to some regrettable scenes, and to the drawer in his office at Feiyu Technology Headquarters, which was stuffed full of little blue pills.

Just then, the Moss M7 Smart Speaker on the table suddenly chimed with an alarm, and a stream of soothing music flowed out.

Chen Yansen glanced at his watch. It was exactly five o'clock—quitting time!

He got up, walked out the door, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the first floor.

With a "DING," the elevator doors slid open.

Chen Yansen left Building 9 and strode into Building 6. As soon as he entered the first-floor lobby, he could see the giant LED screen hanging on the second-floor wall, which was displaying a live feed of Pinbei's daily active users, conversion rate, order volume, and transaction value.

As of 5:00 PM, sales had reached 1.84 billion yuan.

Pinbei's current daily sales already exceeded 2.5 billion yuan. Based on this growth trend, it was highly likely to surpass the one trillion yuan mark in 2014.

"Class Monitor, you haven't left work yet?"

Xu Xingxing, who was rolling a suitcase, had just walked out of her office when she saw Chen Yansen leaning against the front desk. She quickly trotted over to greet him.

Tomorrow was the start of the National Day holiday, and most employees had packed their bags yesterday, ready to head straight for the high-speed rail or bus station the moment work ended.

Clearly, Xu Xingxing was one of them.

"Going back to Xuancheng?" Chen Yansen asked casually.

"No, I'm meeting a classmate to go travel in Ganzhou," Xu Xingxing replied with a grin.

She hadn't expected Chen Yansen to remember where she was from, and a small thrill of delight blossomed in her heart.

"Stay safe." Chen Yansen smiled and flicked Xu Xingxing on the forehead.

"Class Monitor, I'm a supervisor in Pinbei's administration department now. It would be so embarrassing if my subordinates saw this! I'm not a kid anymore."

Xu Xingxing rubbed the sore spot and complained with a hint of dissatisfaction.

If any other guy had dared to flick her on the forehead, she most likely would have smacked him with her purse.

But the person before her was Chen Yansen, her university class monitor and current boss, so all she could do was protest pitifully.

"Nothing's changed. Still so small," Chen Yansen teased habitually.

He had personally measured Xu Xingxing's size three years ago. She was about the same as Meng Jie—both were "small" children.

"Class Monitor, you..." Xu Xingxing was so angry her chest heaved violently.

Small?

'Where am I small?'

Chen Yansen waved his hand dismissively and walked past Xu Xingxing toward the second floor.

'That guy is so handsome, but the things he says are so awful. Who could possibly like someone like him?'

Xu Xingxing grimaced at Chen Yansen's back, grumbling to herself.

Chen Yansen went up to the second floor and walked slowly toward the Merchant Operations Department.

Zhang Yifeng had just finished discussing the Q4 investment attraction plan and operational metrics with Yuan Wei, Chen Xu, Hu Li, and Li Hui. The second his butt touched his chair, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

He instinctively turned his head. Seeing it was Chen Yansen, he grinned widely and scrambled to his feet, wanting to offer his chair to the boss.

"Old Yuan, go get Wenbo and Pengfei, and also grab Zhuang Rui and Hu Yun. We're all having dinner together tonight."

Chen Yansen leaned against the desk and instructed Yuan Wei.

The people he called were all Pinbei's initial seed employees. They were also the veterans who, two years ago, had given up P7 and P8 positions at Ah Li to start over and build something new with him.

"Okay, Brother Sen." Yuan Wei nodded and turned to run upstairs.

"Any plans for the National Day holiday?" Chen Yansen asked Zhang Yifeng and the others with a smile.

"Brother Sen, I'm taking my girlfriend to Temasek to see a Jay Chou concert," Zhang Yifeng answered first.

He had only graduated two years ago but was already a director with an annual salary in the millions. Factoring in the value of his stock options, his net worth was in the tens of millions, so naturally, he had no trouble finding a girlfriend.

"Brother Sen, I have to go home for a blind date. My parents are really pressuring me; they wish I'd give them a grandson right away," Chen Xu said, scratching his head with a helpless expression.

"What about you?" Chen Yansen asked, turning to Hu Li.

"I'm... going home to get engaged," Hu Li stammered.

"Whoa! Sister Li, when did you get a boyfriend? How come none of us knew?" Chen Xu asked, his face a mask of surprise.

"Congratulations," Chen Yansen said calmly with a smile.

Hu Li was still a senior in college when she joined FoxTao. She had now been graduated for three years, which made her twenty-five. It was perfectly normal for her to be getting married and starting a family.

A short while later, Yuan Wei returned with everyone.

Chen Yansen took out his phone and tagged Meng Xibo and Zhu Xiaopeng in the "Dorm 8302" WeChat group chat: "Bo Bo, Xiaopeng, Sky Garden, top floor, Huangshan Hall."

With the exception of Wang Zihao, who wasn't there, all dozen or so veterans from Pinbei's startup phase were invited.

When Chen Yansen got down to the first floor, he was surprised to find that Xu Xingxing hadn't left yet and was sitting in the lounge area.

"Class Monitor, Brother Feng, Sister Li...!"

Seeing the large group of people coming down the stairs, Xu Xingxing immediately went up to them, greeting everyone with a bright smile.

"Didn't you have a plane to catch?" Chen Yansen asked curiously.

"How could I miss a gathering? My flight is tomorrow morning. Worst case, I'll just take the high-speed rail to Jinling tomorrow," Xu Xingxing explained.

Chen Yansen grunted in acknowledgment and didn't ask any more questions. He walked straight out of the office building, got into the back seat of the Gusteau, and told Xiaoli to drive to the Sky Garden.

Zhang Yifeng, Chen Xu, Yuan Wei, and the others got into their respective BMWs, Mercedes, Hummers, or Maseratis and immediately followed their boss's car.

Song Yuncheng got into a Mercedes, gave Xu Xingxing a ride, and chased after them.

Zhu Xiaopeng was only a team lead and hadn't yet qualified for a company car, so he slipped into Meng Xibo's Audi Q5.

After two years of hard work, everyone in the group except Zhu Xiaopeng had been promoted to supervisor, director, or general manager.

Zhang Yifeng and Song Yuncheng had the highest ranks, followed by Xiang Pengfei, Zhang Wenbo, Zhuang Rui, and Hu Yun. Meng Xibo, Chen Xu, and Hu Li were at a relatively lower level, but this was only in comparison.

Given their work experience and industry credentials, they could have easily landed a P8-level position even at Ah Li.

Chen Yansen's personal invitation to dinner made everyone ecstatic.

Everyone knew this meal wasn't just a dinner party; it was a sign of the boss's recognition.

A convoy of a dozen luxury cars sped toward the city center.

It was an evening in late September. A gentle breeze was blowing, and the birch trees lining the road rustled softly.

The sun was setting in the west, about to dip below the horizon. The vast expanse of colorful clouds gradually lost its brilliance, turning a dusky gray.

Chen Yansen leaned back in his seat and opened Toutiao.

The first headline that caught his eye was: Due to issues with its equity structure, Ah Li has abandoned its plan to list in Hong Kong Island and will pivot to the North American stock market.

To put it bluntly, the Hong Kong Island side had rejected Ah Li because they considered its partnership system a form of "dual-class shares," which didn't comply with the local stock market's mechanisms.

Five years later, the Hong Kong Stock Exchange would reform its rules, allowing Ah Li to finally complete its listing on Hong Kong Island.

Pinbei, on the other hand, was different. They hadn't bothered tempting fate, choosing the New York Stock Exchange as their first option.

After all, due to the existence of A/B share structures, listing domestically was too difficult.

Unless the higher-ups permitted a "dual-class share" equity structure, an IPO prospectus would most likely be rejected even if submitted.

The second piece of news was: Kuai Pao Cafeteria has opened 1,000 locations in the East China, Central China, and Southern China Regions. CEO Wang Zhe stated that they plan to increase this number to 2,000 by the end of the year.

A thousand Kuai Pao Cafeterias, plus the supply chain employees, could accommodate a total of 20,000 staff members.

Two thousand locations would mean 40,000 people!

With the support of Senlian Capital, Wang Zhe leveraged the operational experience of Laoxiang Chicken to quickly replicate the Kuai Pao Cafeteria model in most southern cities.

For one, it solved the problem of where Cloud Speed Couriers and Kuai Pao Deliverymen could eat. For another, it rode the development wave of Chinese fast-food chains.

According to Kuai Pao Cafeteria's business and data reports, after deducting rent, materials, and labor costs, these 1,000 locations were still turning a profit of over 30 million yuan a month.

The main ingredients were sourced from Kuai Pao Maicai's supply chain, and most were procured directly from their places of origin, keeping costs very low.

In addition, the cafeteria's prices were reasonable—5% to 10% lower than large canteens like Qiao Family Fence—and the food tasted better.

It wasn't just nearby Senlian Capital employees who ate there; other workers in the vicinity loved it too.

Chen Yansen glanced at the comment section, which was full of people clamoring for Kuai Pao Cafeteria to start a delivery service.

Delivery?

Chen Yansen had no such plans for the time being.