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

Weiguang Building. Operations Command Center.

14:00 PM.

Uniqlo has applied to remove all its products from its platform.

L'Oréal's flagship store has submitted an application to suspend operations.

"Three Squirrels...has also left."

The operations director stared at the screen, his voice trembling.

Each name read aloud is like reading out a death list.

In just one hour.

Three thousand brand merchants collectively submitted "store closure applications".

The reasons are always the same:

[Due to business adjustments, all business activities on the Weiguang platform are temporarily suspended.]

"Business restructuring?"

The operations director gave a bitter laugh and slammed the mouse in his hand onto the table.

"Bullshit!"

"This is a 'choose one of two' situation!"

"This is a massacre!"

The entire command center was deathly silent.

Only the alarm was still beeping.

……

Shanghai. Nanjing West Road.

The China headquarters of an international sports brand.

Greater China President's Office.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Mr. Wang sat on a leather sofa, opposite two young men in casual clothes wearing name tags.

The employee badge has an orange cat printed on it.

Alibaba's "Xiao Er" (a term referring to a junior staff member).

Although they are called "Xiao Er" (小二), in the e-commerce industry, they are like the "Imperial Guards" who hold the power of life and death.

"Mr. Wang."

One of the young men pushed up his glasses, speaking politely but with a cold look in his eyes.

"Double Eleven is almost here."

"Traffic resources on Tmall are very scarce."

"If your company continues to expend its energy on managing those... less-than-standard channels."

He paused.

My fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"It's difficult for us to guarantee that the 'S-level' traffic support we're providing will continue."

"even……"

"Even a drop in search rankings could happen."

Threat.

A naked threat.

Mr. Wang's face looked very grim.

He just opened a flagship store on Weiguang last month, and daily sales have already exceeded one million.

That's a real increase in money.

But compared to Tmall's core customer base...

He dared not gamble.

Once you're demoted by Tmall, it means you're cut off from their resources.

"Understood."

Mr. Wang closed his eyes.

It felt like someone had a knife to my throat.

"Notify the e-commerce department."

"Remove all links to Glimmer."

"Issue an announcement saying... there's a shortage of stock."

The two young men exchanged a glance and smiled with satisfaction.

Get up.

shake hands.

"President Wang is wise."

Wishing you great success on Singles' Day.

They turned and left.

That was the silhouette of the victor.

Watching their retreating figures, Mr. Wang angrily smashed the coffee cup in his hand into the trash can.

"This is outrageous!"

……

Weiguang Headquarters, Logistics Dispatch Room.

It's even worse here than at the operations center.

The phone was ringing incessantly.

"Hey? Is this YTO Express? Why aren't they accepting our packages anymore?"

"Manager Li from Shentong Express? Didn't you say you'd come to pick up the goods this afternoon? What? The truck broke down? All one hundred trucks broke down?"

"ZTO... disconnected our interface."

Logistics Director Zhang Wei slumped into his chair.

The phone slipped and fell to the ground.

The screen is broken.

Just like his current state of mind.

It’s over.

It's all over.

The four major express delivery companies (STO Express, YTO Express, ZTO Express, Yunda Express, and Best Express) plus SF Express.

These six giants, which together account for 80% of China's express delivery market, closed their doors to him at the same time.

Even though the goods in the Weiguang warehouse are piled up like mountains.

Even if users are frantically urging you to place an order.

Even if they are willing to raise the price.

No one came to pull it up.

The entire luminous blood vessel was severed by an invisible scalpel.

"Mr. Zhang..."

The assistant ran over, her voice trembling with tears, "The warehouse is overflowing! Packages from the shipping area are piled up all the way to the parking lot, and the drivers are all outside cursing."

Go ahead and curse.

Zhang Wei covered his face.

Tears streamed down my face through my fingers.

"Just curse me to death."

"I want to ship the packages too... but the roads are blocked. What can I do? Should I carry the packages myself to deliver them?"

despair.

A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped everyone.

This is the power of giants.

No need to use knives or guns.

All it takes is a phone call, a hint.

That will make it impossible for you to make any progress in this industry, and you'll suffocate and die.

……

Top floor office.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lin Che looked downstairs.

The delivery trucks that should have been queuing to enter the venue were nowhere to be seen.

Only a few lonely forklifts were parked on the side of the road.

It looked particularly desolate.

"Boss."

Xie Yu pushed the door open and came in.

He held a newly compiled "Merchant Attrition Report" in his hand.

His face was whiter than paper.

"60% have left."

"The remaining 40% are small businesses that were not 'recruited' by Alibaba, or tough businesses like Xiaomi that already have their own strengths."

"and……"

Xie Yu gritted his teeth. "The logistics are completely paralyzed. STO Express, YTO Express, ZTO Express, and Yunda Express are refusing to accept orders; our goods can't be shipped out."

"Can't send it?"

Lin Che turned around.

There was no trace of panic on his face.

There was not even anger.

There was only a chilling calm.

"Did they think I'd die if they cut my blood vessels?"

He walked up to the huge map of China.

Looking at the twelve black nodes that had just lit up.

That was his "ark".

That's also his trump card.

"Activate Plan B."

Lin Che's voice was very soft.

But to Xie Yu, it sounded like a thunderclap.

"Plan B... Plan B?" Xie Yu stammered. "You mean... forced warehousing?"

"right."

Lin Che picked up the red pen.

Make a sharp mark on the map.

Issue an announcement.

"Starting today, the Weiguang platform has been fully upgraded."

"The merchant self-fulfillment model is no longer supported."

"If you want to sell things on Weiguang, there's only one way."

He pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

"Bring the goods to my warehouse."

"Use my cloud warehouse."

"Use my robot."

"Use my...micro-light delivery."

Xie Yu gasped.

That was a ruthless move.

This is forcing businesses to choose sides.

It's a gamble with your life.

If merchants are unwilling to hand over their inventory, Weiguang will become a mere shell.

But if the merchant pays...

Then Weiguang will possess the most terrifying commodity rights in all of China.

"But boss, this is too risky," Xie Yu said anxiously. "The merchants are already being pressured by Alibaba to the point of wanting to leave. If we're so forceful, what if they all run away?"

"run?"

Lin Che smiled.

I walked to the window.

Pointing to a building in the distance.

That's a JD.com delivery station.

"They have nowhere to run."

"Although Alibaba has a huge amount of traffic, it's a red ocean market. Besides the top players, who can actually make money?"

"And us."

"Although it looks like we're sending ourselves to our deaths right now."

"But I have money."

"There are subsidies."

"besides……"

Lin Che narrowed his eyes.

Looking down at the empty streets below.

"A newly replaced artificial heart."

He turned around.

His eyes were like knives.

"Tell those businesses that are still hesitant."

"If they enter my warehouse, I'll waive their storage fees."

"I'll subsidize them 2 yuan for each package they send."

"and."

"I guarantee that during the Double Eleven period, there will be no warehouse overload, no congestion, and delivery will be the next day."

"If you can't do it."

"I will pay you tenfold compensation."

Xie Yu was stunned.

Tenfold compensation?

This is more than just burning money.

This is burning lives.

It took 215 billion US dollars of blood and flesh to fill that bottomless pit.

"Go."

Lin Che waved his hand.

The tone left no room for argument.

"In this battle, I want to teach Mr. Ma a lesson."

"He can block the road."

"But he cannot suppress the greed in people's hearts."

"As long as my efficiency is high enough and my price is low enough."

"Even if the merchant crawls away..."

"They'll also climb into my warehouse."

……

Half an hour later.

A document titled "Announcement from Weiguang Technology Regarding the Comprehensive Upgrade of Logistics Services" was sent to the back-end system of every merchant.

at the same time.

Thousands of new energy trucks painted with the "Weiguang Express" black logo drove out of underground parking garages in Wuhan, Zhengzhou, and Chengdu.

They did not take the regular highway.

Instead, it drove directly to the high-speed rail freight station.

as well as.

airport.

Lin Che stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Watching the first truck disappear into the rain.

My phone vibrated.

It was a text message from Mark.

There is only one word:

Surrender!

Lin Che glanced at it.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

reply:

Just you wait!

He threw his phone on the table.

look up.

Looking at the gloomy sky.

The storm is coming.

But he doesn't care.

Because he is the storm itself.

"bring it on."

"Look, it's your old veins that are hardening."

"My artificial heart is still the best."