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

Chapter 115 A New Battlefield!

Weiguang Building, Strategy Department.

The blinds sliced the afternoon sunlight into golden fragments, which spilled onto the long conference table.

The air was filled with the smell of expensive Cuban cigars, mixed with the scent of freshly printed ink.

"Debriefing".

Lin Che sat in the main seat, toying with the Montblanc fountain pen he had just signed a $5 million contract with.

The pen cap spun on the table, making a low "humming" sound.

"We did not lose this battle."

Shen Nan adjusted his glasses and projected a final financial report onto the wall.

The data is impressive.

[Weiguang Mobility Project Settlement]

Investment amount: US$3.5 million (mainly used for subsidies and marketing).

Cash out amount: US$5 million (cash).

Equity stake: 2% in Didi Chuxing (strategic stock, valued at approximately US$3 million).

Customer acquisition cost: 0 yuan (through micro-group buying).

Net income: +4.5 million US dollars.

"Not only did we not lose."

Shen Nan's voice was filled with an irrepressible excitement.

"This is a textbook example of 'getting something for nothing'."

"We used a set of codes to mess up Cheng Wei and Lao Lü's scheme and forced them to pay protection money."

"and……"

He pointed to a piece of data in the corner of the screen.

[Weiguang Payment Card-Linked Users: 1,200 Million]

"This is the biggest spoils of war."

Fatty Wang sat with his legs crossed, a toothpick dangling from his mouth, his chubby face practically grinning.

"Brother, you didn't see Cheng Wei's face when he signed it."

"It's like swallowing a fly."

"Even though we've taken a cut, they still have to smile and say 'It's a pleasure working with you.'"

Lin Che did not laugh.

He pressed down on the spinning pen.

The sound stopped abruptly.

"This is just a warm-up."

He stood up and walked to the huge battle map.

That was a map of Hangzhou.

The surface was densely covered with pins of different colors.

The purple area represents the base of Weiguang Travel.

But Lin Che's hand did not stay in the purple area.

Instead, it extended to the corner of the map.

There.

There is a gray area that has long been forgotten.

That was in the first volume, the empire he built up through the Double Eleven shopping festival—Weiguang Logistics.

"Lift the curtain."

Lin Che gave the instructions.

Shen Nan stood up and pulled down the black velvet cloth covering the other side of the map.

Splash!

The fabric slipped off.

The entire map was revealed.

On that map, two huge red circles were marked, like two greedy eyes, staring intently at every neighborhood in Hangzhou.

Left side: [Ele.me]

Right side: [Meituan Waimai] (Meituan Takeout).

"Did you see that?"

Lin Che's finger traced between the two circles.

"This is a new meat grinder."

"Zhang Xuhao is leading that group of college student entrepreneurs, pushing their products like mad dogs."

"Wang Xing is transforming his group-buying army into food delivery riders."

"What are they fighting over?"

Lin Che turned around abruptly, his gaze intense.

"Strive for the last-mile delivery rights."

"To seize the right to deliver food to the user's mouth."

Fatty Wang spat the toothpick into the trash can and sat up straight.

"Brother, I know that."

"But delivering food is hard work. You only earn a few dollars per order, and you have to support tens of thousands of riders who work in all kinds of weather."

"We just escaped the travel crisis, and now we're jumping into this one?"

"Who said we need to support delivery riders?"

Lin Che walked up to the dusty, dimly lit logistics model.

He stretched out his hand.

Pick up a gray chess piece from the corner of the sand table.

That's the [same-city distribution center].

Lin Che's fingers traced the rough surface of the chess piece.

The chess pieces are made of resin, with sharp edges and a slightly cool feel to them.

He weighed it in his hand.

It was as if they were weighing not a single chess piece, but the entire logistics lifeline of Hangzhou.

The sunlight shone on his hand, casting long shadows of the chess pieces that covered the border between Ele.me and Meituan on the map.

"Fatty."

"Do you remember those dozens of forward warehouses we built in the west of the city?"

"Do you remember those two thousand idle electric tricycles?"

Lin Che's voice was deep and had a metallic quality.

"Travel is about transporting people."

"Human needs are random and uncontrollable."

"But takeout..."

He slammed the chess piece heavily onto the center of the map.

Boom!

The sand on the sand table vibrated slightly from the vibrations.

"It's for shipping goods."

"It's point-to-point."

"It is a high-frequency, essential, and optimizable mathematical problem."

Lin Che raised his head, his eyes burning with ambition.

"I want to integrate Weiguang Logistics' delivery capacity into the food delivery system."

"We don't call them delivery drivers."

"We call it... Same-city Flash Delivery."

"Delivering takeout using the same logic as delivering packages."

"Using the carrying capacity of tricycles, we can outcompete their two-wheeled electric vehicles."

Wang Pangzi and Shen Nan exchanged a glance.

They both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

This is yet another revolutionary tactic.

Meituan and Ele.me's current model is "point-to-point," meaning a rider can only deliver a few orders at a time.

What Lin Che needs to do is "collection and distribution of goods".

Using forward warehouses and tricycles, dozens of orders can be delivered at a time.

Efficiency doubled.

Costs have been halved.

"But the boss..."

Shen Nan quickly calculated the model in his mind.

"Meituan is on a very strong upward trend right now. Wang Xing is a ruthless character. He just received funding from Sequoia Capital and is expanding rapidly."

"Besides, didn't he want to acquire us before?"

"Wang Xing?"

Lin Che smiled.

He walked to the window and looked at the traffic flowing by below.

Occasionally, you can see a few Meituan delivery riders wearing yellow vests anxiously crossing the traffic lights.

"He wants to get into ride-hailing to create a closed loop."

"Then I'll teach him."

Lin Che took out the jar of Da Hong Pao tea that Wang Xing had given him from his pocket.

open the lid.

Grab a handful of tea leaves.

He raised his hand.

The dark brown dried tea leaves scattered in the air, like a black rain, falling gently onto the windowsill.