The richest man started taking advantage of loopholes after joining Alibaba.

An office with only two people.

The air was filled with the scent of Hermès perfume, mixed with the lingering aroma of top-quality cigars.

Liu Qing sat very upright.

With his back straight and hands folded on his knees, he adopted a defensive posture typical of Wall Street elites.

She didn't touch the cup of tea in front of her, which was no longer steaming.

Instead, he took out a folder from his Hermès Birkin bag.

It was pushed over along the smooth marble tabletop.

There was no friction sound.

It's like pushing a pre-cut cake over your shoulder.

Two billion US dollars.

Liu Qing's voice was very soft, but every word was like a jade bead hitting a golden plate.

Didi Chuxing acquires a 20% stake in Weiguang Chuxing.

"at the same time."

She extended her slender fingers and tapped on a line of clauses in the document.

Her nails were painted with nude nail polish, and the finish was incredibly exquisite.

"Weiguang must stop its 'no commission' strategy."

"Integrate with Didi's order dispatch system."

"Accept Didi's unified dispatch."

This is more than just an investment.

This is an offer of amnesty.

They wanted to pull out the teeth and clip the claws of this beast, Weiguang, and lock it in Didi's cage.

Lin Che did not look at the document.

He leaned back in his chair.

He was holding that wine glass in his hand.

The scarlet wine swirled on the glass, leaving behind streaks of poignant tears.

Valuation of two billion US dollars.

This is an astronomical price for a company that has been established for less than six months.

If it were an ordinary entrepreneur, they would probably be kneeling down to sign the contract by now.

But Lin Che is not.

The cash he held in his hand was more than the checks Liu Qing had brought.

"money."

Lin Che swirled his wine glass.

Ice cubes struck the glass, making a crisp "clink" sound.

"President Liu."

"I don't need it."

He leaned forward abruptly and slammed his wine glass heavily onto the table.

The document jolted.

"I have two billion US dollars in cash reserves."

"I can stay with you until 2016, or even until the day you go public."

Liu Qing's pupils contracted slightly.

She knew Lin Che was telling the truth.

This is also what Cheng Wei fears most.

A madman who is never short of money, does not play by the rules, and only wants to muddy the waters is the nightmare of all capitalists.

"What do you want?"

Liu Qing adjusted her posture.

His eyes sharpened.

"Reputation? Status? Or Didi's board seat?"

"No."

Lin Che stood up.

He walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his back to Liu Qing.

Outside the window, the traffic in Hangzhou is bustling.

Each vehicle is a mobile payment terminal.

"I need an interface."

Lin Che turned around.

Those eyes appeared deep and unfathomable in the backlight.

"Weiguang can be connected to Didi's capacity pool."

"I can stop the price war, and I can even help you fight Uber."

"but."

He held up one finger.

A line was drawn in the air with the fingertip.

"The option for 'WeChat Pay' must be retained in Didi's app."

"And it's located right next to WeChat Pay and Alipay."

boom.

Liu Qing suddenly stood up.

The movement was too large, and the cup of cold tea was knocked over.

Brown tea spilled on the table, dripping along the edges and spreading into a stain on the carpet.

"impossible!"

Her voice was no longer composed; it carried a hint of shock and anger at having her bottom line crossed.

"This is Tencent and Alibaba's private domain!"

"Didi grew up on their money. If I integrate your payment system, Cheng Wei will be torn to pieces by Ma Huateng and Ma Yun!"

Paid.

That is the most dazzling jewel in the crown of the Internet.

It is the moat that all the giants are fighting to protect.

Lin Che's ambition to gain a foothold in the payment industry is tantamount to attacking the very lifeblood of Tencent and Alibaba.

"So there's no room for negotiation?"

Lin Che was not surprised.

He pulled out a tissue and slowly wiped the water stains on the table.

The movements are gentle.

It's like wiping a blood-stained knife.

"President Liu."

"You want to buy my car."

"They want to buy my driver."

"They even wanted to buy my data."

Lin Che crumpled the soaked tissue into a ball.

Snapped.

It was accurately tossed into the trash can.

"But you can't buy my way."

He walked up to Liu Qing.

The two were less than half a meter apart.

The intense sense of oppression forced Liu Qing to subconsciously take a step back.

"Travel is done by car."

"Payment is the way."

"I work on road construction."

Lin Che's voice was deep and carried an undeniable air of dominance.

"Or, let me set up a toll booth."

"Or I'll blow this road up."

"Make sure no one can leave."

Liu Qing stared at the young man in front of her.

For the first time, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

This man.

He saw through all the business logic and made no attempt to hide his greed and ambition.

He wasn't doing business.

He was robbing people.

"Lin Che".

Liu Qing took a deep breath, trying to calm her heaving chest.

She picked up the Hermès bag again.

You'll regret it.

"You can't afford the wrath of Tencent and Alibaba."

"Didi will launch a complete ban."

"Even if we burn through our last dollar, we will squeeze you out of this market."

This is a declaration of war.

It was also the final ultimatum.

Lin Che smiled.

He made a "please" gesture.

"The door is over there."

"Take care and don't bother seeing me off."

Liu Qing turned around.

The sound of high heels on the floor became hurried and disordered.

That was a signal to retreat.

boom.

The door was slammed shut.

The shaking caused the paintings hanging on the wall to tilt.

The smile on Lin Che's face vanished instantly.

He walked to his desk and pressed the red internal phone button.

"Fatty."

"Are you ready?"

On the other end of the phone came Wang Pangzi's excited yet nervous voice, with a background of noisy keyboard typing.

"Brother, the poison pill code has been implanted."

"As long as Didi dares to block our interface."

"Then the pop-up window will appear on the phone of every user of Weiguang, just like a virus."

Lin Che hung up the phone.

He walked to the window and watched the black Maybach drive away from the Weiguang Building.

That's Liu Qing's car.

The taillights left a red afterimage in the night.

"regret?"

Lin Che took a coin out of his pocket.

That was the 25-cent coin he brought back from Silicon Valley.

Finger.

One shot.

Ding--

The coin tumbled and flew into the air, gleaming with a cold, silvery light.

"In my dictionary, Lin Che."

He caught the coin and clutched it tightly in his palm.

The sharp edges pricked the skin in my palm.

"I've never had any regrets."

only.

The winner is king.