How A Ride-Hailing Driver Comes To Dominate The World? [EN]: Chapter 148

The Ceiling of Puxin Women, I Won’t Let You Succeed. What’s Wrong with Me, a Ride-Hailing Driver, Having Some Money? (1)

Yang Chen put down his phone and knocked on the door of Yu Shishi’s room next door.

Yu Shishi quickly came to open the door. Wow, she was wearing an ice silk close-fitting nightgown again.

“Sir, is there anything I can do for you? Please come in,” Yu Shishi greeted.

Yang Chen nodded and walked in.

“I have something to tell you. Our management company has been registered, so please recruit employees and get it running. I’ll list the companies under my name, and you can arrange for people to manage them,” Yang Chen said.

Yu Shishi nodded and said, “Then the employees we recruit must be very capable. At the very least, their management skills must be strong.”

Yang Chen: “Yes, that’s the idea. So, don’t rush when recruiting. Be sure to choose carefully. If we find suitable talents, we shouldn’t be stingy with salaries. We can increase them by about 30% based on market conditions.”

Yu Shishi: “Oh, okay, I understand.”

Yang Chen nodded and said with a smile, “Your nightgown is nice; it shows off your figure. Go to sleep, I’m going back to sleep too.”

Yu Shishi smiled happily. After closing the door, she trotted to the bed and started daydreaming.

“The sir said it shows off my figure, which means he thinks I have a good figure. Yes, that must be it…”

Early in the morning, Yang Chen received a call from customer service, asking him to return the 100 yuan [approximately $14 USD] that the passenger transferred last night, and then upload a screenshot to the appeal link. The customer service could then cancel the passenger’s negative review and complaint.

Yang Chen quickly did as he was told, and the customer service immediately deleted the negative review.

At 7:30 in the evening, Yang Chen dropped off his last passenger and hurried to the international airport.

However, because it was the evening rush hour, and the international airport and the high-speed rail station were in the same location, he got stuck in traffic.

He was stuck for more than half an hour, and Yang Chen only moved a few kilometers.

At 8:30, Zhang Hailing sent a message.

“Where are you? Why don’t you ask me where I am?”

This is f*cking crazy.

Yang Chen: “Stuck in traffic.”

Zhang Hailing: “What? Stuck in traffic? Didn’t I tell you 8 o’clock last night? Why are you still stuck in traffic now?”

Yang Chen: “I came at 7:30. It’s the evening rush hour now. The traffic is too heavy. What can I do?”

Zhang Hailing: “Speechless. I knew I should have left in my friend’s car.”

Being stuck in traffic was already annoying, and instead of being grateful, she kept complaining. Yang Chen couldn’t help but feel angry.

“Miss Zhang, I hope you can understand one thing. I’m picking you up because of my aunt’s sake, not because I owe you anything. You better watch your attitude, or I’ll turn around and go back now, and you can ask your friend to pick you up.”

Zhang Hailing didn’t reply.

Not a relative or friend, picking her up for free, wasting gas and time, and she didn’t even say thank you, but kept complaining about the traffic. Damn it, does she think she’s a big shot just because she’s a returnee [someone who has returned to their home country after living abroad]?

It was almost nine o’clock when Yang Chen finally picked up Zhang Hailing.

Zhang Hailing got into the car with a cold face, and Yang Chen immediately drove off.

“Hey, wait a minute! My suitcase is still down there,” Zhang Hailing shouted.

Yang Chen: “Then why didn’t you bring it into the car?”

Zhang Hailing: “Excuse me,

The Ceiling of Puxin Women, I Won’t Let You Succeed. What’s Wrong with Me, a Ride-Hailing Driver, Having Some Money? (2)

Shouldn’t you take the initiative to get out of the car and help me put the suitcase in the car?”

Yang Chen: “I’ll emphasize again, I’m picking you up because of my aunt’s sake. Understand? Get it yourself! If you don’t, get out!”

Zhang Hailing: “You… what’s your attitude!”

Yang Chen: “What your attitude is towards me is what my attitude is towards you.”

Zhang Hailing got out of the car angrily and put her luggage in the car one by one.

“Where to?” Yang Chen asked.

Zhang Hailing said angrily: “Anywhere, just take me wherever. Didn’t my aunt tell you to arrange it for me?”

At this moment, the aunt called Yang Chen.

Aunt: “Chenzi, did you pick up Hailing?”

Yang Chen: “I picked her up. I’m taking her to a hotel to stay.”

Aunt: “Oh, thank you. I’ll call her mother back.”

The car was very quiet, and neither of them took the initiative to speak.

After a while, Zhang Hailing’s mother sent her a message.

“Hailing, your aunt wants you to try a blind date with that boy. Since your aunt has brought it up, just go through the motions.”

Zhang Hailing immediately put on airs again, thinking: “Damn! You want me to go on a blind date and you’re still so arrogant, as if I’m begging you. Are you playing hard to get with me?”

Yang Chen took Zhang Hailing to the Peninsula Hotel and opened a room for her.

“Say it, where are we going to eat?” Zhang Hailing said proudly.

Yang Chen replied coldly: “There are places to eat on the first to third floors. Go and see what you like to eat yourself.”

Zhang Hailing: “Did my aunt tell you that? To let me eat by myself?”

Yang Chen said helplessly: “Okay, let’s go downstairs to eat.”

“Act, keep acting, let’s see how long you can act. When you bring up the idea of dating me, I will ruthlessly reject and humiliate you!” Zhang Hailing thought confidently.

Yang Chen took Zhang Hailing to the Western restaurant on the third floor and found a seat.

The waiter came over, and Yang Chen motioned her to hand the menu to Zhang Hailing.

Zhang Hailing waved her hand, indicating that she didn’t need the menu, and directly ordered.

“First, a cup of cappuccino, no milk.”

What kind of magical coffee is this?

Although Yang Chen doesn’t drink coffee often, he also knows that cappuccino is a mixture of coffee and milk. What does it mean to order a cappuccino without milk?

Is it the same dish as stir-fried green peppers with no shredded meat?

Waiter: “I’m sorry, miss, cappuccino is made of fresh milk and compressed coffee. What do you mean by no milk? I don’t quite understand.”

Zhang Hailing: “It’s just cappuccino, don’t add any more milk. I always order it like this abroad. Don’t you have this kind of service here?”

The waiter’s eyes already said everything. Could this be someone who ran out of the Fifth Hospital [a mental institution]?

Waiter: “Okay. Cappuccino without… without milk…”

Sigh…

The waiter was also speechless.

Zhang Hailing: “A steak, medium well.”

Yang Chen couldn’t listen anymore. In a proper Western restaurant, steaks are divided into rare, medium rare, medium, medium well, and well done. Where is there medium well?

Waiter: “I’m sorry, miss, we have rare, medium rare, medium, medium well,

The Ceiling of Puxin Women, I Won’t Let You Succeed. What’s Wrong with Me, a Ride-Hailing Driver, Having Some Money? (3)

Well done, what do you mean by medium well?”

Zhang Hailing: “Is your place okay? I can order any doneness I want when I eat steak abroad. Why do you only have fixed doneness here? Could it be that your steaks are not made by the chef, but pre-made dishes?”

Waiter: “No, no, definitely not. Our steaks are definitely made by the chef after the guests order. If you want medium well, then medium well.”

Yang Chen could tell that her study abroad trip was definitely just for messing around.

She got two things wrong out of two things she ordered. She didn’t even figure out the most basic things about eating. How could he expect her to learn knowledge?

Afterwards, Zhang Hailing asked Yang Chen, “Can I order something a little more expensive?”

Yang Chen: “How much friendship do you think we have for you to order something so expensive?”

Zhang Hailing: “Hmph! I understand! Don’t think you can please me in this way. Bring me some caviar, some foie gras, and open a bottle of champagne.”

Yang Chen: “Is our friendship that deep?”

Zhang Hailing: “If I order some expensive things, won’t our friendship naturally deepen? Okay, that’s all for now. I’ll order more if it’s not enough.”

The waiter nodded, then smiled and nodded slightly to Yang Chen and said, “Mr. Yang, what would you like to eat?”

Yang Chen: “Give me a well-done steak, a spaghetti, a glass of freshly squeezed juice, and a vegetable salad.”

Waiter: “Okay. Please wait a moment, it’s coming soon.”

While the kitchen was preparing, Zhang Hailing began to ask Yang Chen questions.

“Let’s talk about something. I’ll ask first. How much do you pay for property management fees each year?”

Yang Chen didn’t understand what she meant and replied directly, “I don’t know, I just moved here.”

The old house used to cost more than two yuan a month for property management fees. He really hadn’t paid property management fees for the lakeside villa he was living in now, so Yang Chen really didn’t know.

Zhang Hailing thought: “So he’s renting a house. He doesn’t need to pay property management fees. The landlord will pay it.”

Afterwards, she asked again, “Have you ever thought about when to change to a Mercedes-Benz or BMW?”

Yang Chen shook his head and said, “I haven’t thought about it.”

Zhang Hailing thought: “He has no ambition. He’s satisfied with a broken Volkswagen.”

Then, she asked again, “Then how much is your monthly salary?”

Salary?

Then only the occupation of a ride-hailing driver can be said to have a salary. The other industries are all dividends, profits, rents, etc.

Yang Chen: “More than 10,000.”

Zhang Hailing: “You only earn 10,000 a month in Haicheng, how do you live? When will you be able to afford a house? No wonder you don’t dare to think about Mercedes-Benz and BMW.”

Yang Chen: “So, why should I buy a house, and why should I buy a Mercedes-Benz and BMW?”

I have a lakeside island villa to live in, why should I buy a house?

I drive a Phaeton for work, a Cullinan for fun, and a Bugatti for showing off, why should I stoop to buying a Mercedes-Benz or BMW?

Zhang Hailing: “Sigh… no ambition!”

Yang Chen: “Then have you found a job?”

Zhang Hailing: “Of course I found it. It’s easy for a highly educated talent like me to find a job. I’ve already found a job as a core member of the company’s boss.”

Yang Chen: “Oh? What job?”

Zhang Hailing: “The boss’s secretary.”

The Ceiling of Puxin Women, I Won’t Let You Succeed. What’s Wrong with Me, a Ride-Hailing Driver, Having Some Money? (4)

.”

Yang Chen couldn’t help but laugh. Good girl, she really is a core figure of the boss. If she does it for a long time, she might even be topped off by the boss [slang for having an affair with the boss].

Yang Chen: “Then your salary must be very high.”

Zhang Hailing: “It’s okay, 3,500 a month, with five social insurances and one housing fund.”

Good girl, she came back from studying abroad and works as a secretary for 3,500. It’s better to go to a technical school in China.

However, from her conversation, it can be seen that she must have gone to a fake university. She can’t even explain the basic common sense questions clearly. She must have been messing around outside for a few years.

Yang Chen: “I earn more than 10,000 a month, and you think I’m not good enough. What do you mean by finding a job for 3,500?”

Zhang Hailing: “Can that be the same?”

Yang Chen: “What’s wrong?”

Zhang Hailing: “I’m a woman. A woman’s 3,500 is equal to a man’s monthly income of 100,000. Don’t you understand?”

Yang Chen looked back at the waiter. Why haven’t the dishes been served yet?

I want to finish eating and leave as soon as possible. If I continue talking to her, I will become a fool too.

Seeing that Yang Chen didn’t speak, Zhang Hailing comforted him: “Don’t be discouraged. Although you are very poor, you look okay. You can find a rural girl with no education. They have no requirements for life, as long as they look pleasing to the eye. My junior high school classmates and high school classmates are all like this.”

Yang Chen smiled and said, “According to you, you have to find someone who earns 100,000 a month?”

Zhang Hailing shook her head and said, “I said just now that a woman’s monthly income of 3,500 is equal to a man’s monthly income of 100,000. I have to find someone who earns more than 200,000 a month. So, I’m sorry, you don’t meet my criteria for choosing a spouse.”

I’m shocked!

Yang Chen was wondering, he didn’t show any intention of pursuing her, how could she have this illusion?

Also, she has been deeply harmed by feminist thoughts abroad. She thinks that a man with a monthly income of 3,500 is only worthy of a man with a monthly income of more than 200,000.

Are men with a monthly income of 200,000 all philanthropists?

Working hard to make money to help her, an ugly woman?

Yang Chen: “Sigh… it doesn’t matter, this kind of thing can’t be forced. Since you don’t like me, then we’ll go Dutch [split the bill] for this meal later. The total is 12,000, I’ll take a loss, 6,000 per person, after all, the caviar, foie gras, champagne, etc. were all ordered by you.”

Zhang Hailing: “Are you kidding me? I’m eating out with you, and you want me to go Dutch?”

Yang Chen: “You don’t even like me, why should I treat you? Right? In addition to going Dutch for this meal, you also have to bear the cost of staying in the hotel yourself.”

Zhang Hailing: “No! I… I don’t have that much money…”

She’s so poor that she can’t afford to stay in a hotel or eat a meal, and she’s still showing off her superiority as a returnee. It’s really funny.

Yang Chen: “I can’t control that. My aunt only asked me to arrange it for you, but she didn’t say that I had to pay for it. Didn’t you find a job as a secretary? Call your boss to pay for you, and you can also improve your relationship with your boss. Isn’t that good?”

Zhang Hailing’s eyes lit up. Oh, what he said makes sense.

She did what she said, and Zhang Hailing immediately took out her phone and called her boss.

Yang Chen felt disgusted when he heard her coquettish and crying tone.

After a burst of crying, Zhang Hailing put on a high and mighty look again and said,

The Ceiling of Puxin Women, I Won’t Let You Succeed. What’s Wrong with Me, a Ride-Hailing Driver, Having Some Money? (5)

My boss said he’s nearby eating with his daughter and will be here soon.”

Yang Chen nodded and said, “It seems your boss loves you very much.”

Zhang Hailing replied with a proud face: “Of course. I spent a pleasant month with him abroad, and he paid for the air ticket.”

Zhang Hailing felt that she had slipped up and felt a little embarrassed.

However, she felt that it didn’t matter anyway, she and Yang Chen would not have any more contact.

Yang Chen asked with a smile: “You spent a pleasant month with him, and he only paid for the air ticket? Didn’t he give you any other money? How can you not even afford to eat?”

Zhang Hailing: “Of course he gave it, but I have to buy some brand-name clothes and bags when I come back from studying abroad, otherwise people will think I’m not doing well, right? Once I buy things, I can’t stop, and the money is spent, and the credit card is swiped. But it doesn’t matter, my boss has been single for more than ten years and only has a daughter who just graduated from college. As long as I take him down and have a son, his family property will be mine. So I said just now that at least 200,000 a month can be worthy of me, that’s me being humble. My goal is to have hundreds of millions of assets. Do you understand? You should try to please me now. If I become successful in the future, for the sake of my aunt, I may be able to introduce you to some high-paying jobs. A man who earns 10,000 a month is embarrassed to live in Haicheng, where did he get the courage?”

To be honest, Yang Chen used to only see this kind of ceiling-level woman [a woman with extremely high and unrealistic expectations] on Weibo and Douyin [popular social media platforms in China]. Today, he saw it with his own eyes in reality. It was really powerful. One punch for thirty years of kung fu [a saying that means someone is extremely skilled or formidable], even Thanos would have a hard time catching it.

The waiter served the dishes, and the two ate their own food.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from next to him.

“Yang Chen, what are you doing here?”

Yang Chen turned his head and saw that it was Cheng Junjun.

Standing next to her was a bespectacled old man, her father, Cheng Dalong.

“Miss Cheng, what a coincidence,” Yang Chen replied.

“You know each other?” Cheng Dalong asked.

Cheng Junjun: “I know him, he’s my friend. Yang Chen, let me introduce you, this is my father.”

Yang Chen shook hands with Cheng Dalong and said hello.

Cheng Dalong: “You know Hailing too?”

Damn it!

Isn’t Zhang Hailing’s boss him?

Zhang Hailing was afraid that Cheng Dalong would misunderstand, so she quickly said: “President Cheng, don’t misunderstand, he is my aunt’s nephew. My aunt asked him to pick me up, and then I invited him to have a meal. But who knows he is too bad, he ordered so many expensive things at once, I… I really can’t afford it, so… so I had to ask President Cheng to come over and pay for my salary in advance.”

Originally, Yang Chen didn’t think about destroying her good deed of becoming Cheng Junjun’s stepmother, but since she chatted like this, then Yang Chen can’t be blamed for dismantling her stage.

Cheng Dalong laughed and said, “Young people want to eat something good, which is understandable. Since we are not outsiders, let’s sit down and eat together. I’ll treat you to this meal, you can order whatever you want.”

Yang Chen said with a smile: “That’s okay too, anyway, your family property will be Zhang Hailing’s sooner or later, it’s not too much to take out a little in advance to treat guests.”

Zhang Hailing’s face turned pale.

Cheng Dalong’s smile also froze, and he asked, “What do you mean?”

Yang

The Ceiling of Puxin Women, I Won’t Let You Succeed. What’s Wrong with Me, a Ride-Hailing Driver, Having Some Money? (6)

Chen smiled and replied: “President Cheng, why pretend to be stupid? There are no outsiders, won’t your affairs be made public sooner or later? Zhang Hailing told me that you spent a pleasant month in the United States. You bought her a plane ticket and gave her money to buy a lot of luxury goods. She said that in order to thank you, she wants to give you a son, and when Miss Cheng gets married, your son can inherit the family property.”

“No… no… I… I didn’t mean that… I…” Zhang Hailing was incoherent.

Cheng Dalong’s face was heavy, and he glared at Zhang Hailing fiercely.

Cheng Junjun picked up the juice on the table and splashed it on Zhang Hailing’s face, scolding: “Bitch!”

Then she said to her father: “Is this what you said to let me feel more family love? I used to only think that my grandparents didn’t like me and were afraid that I would take away your family property and change my surname. I didn’t expect that they were just showing their cards, and you have been hiding in the dark watching my grandparents make a result, so you can have a son, right? Okay! Cheng Dalong, listen carefully, I will never go back to that house again. I, Cheng Junjun, would rather starve to death than ask you for a penny again. Hurry up and marry this bitch home to have a son to inherit the family property, so that your whole family can be satisfied!”

After speaking, Cheng Junjun cried and pulled Yang Chen away.

Cheng Dalong was furious, turned around and slapped Zhang Hailing, scolding: “I finally coaxed her to be willing to go home with me. You completely blocked my way!”

Then, he quickly chased out.

Zhang Hailing, like a drowned chicken, covered her red and swollen face and cried, “Then you should pay the bill before leaving, I really don’t have money to pay the bill.”

Cheng Dalong chased to the parking lot and watched Cheng Junjun get into Yang Chen’s car and leave.

Cheng Dalong quickly ran to his car, wanting to drive after him.

At this time, Zhang Hailing ran out, followed by several waiters chasing after her.

This table costs 12,000, and if she runs away, the waiters will be in trouble.

Because of the glass of juice just now, Zhang Hailing’s thick makeup was all smudged, and she looked as scary as Mei Chaofeng [a villainous character known for her frightening appearance in the wuxia novel “The Legend of the Condor Heroes”].

“President Cheng, you can’t leave, I don’t have money to pay the bill!” Zhang Hailing hugged Cheng Dalong and begged.

Cheng Dalong felt the squeeze of Zhang Hailing’s pair of big breasts on his back, and stopped instantly.

This damn push back feeling, I love it…

After all, he has been single for more than ten years, which is understandable.

…

Yang Chen took the crying Cheng Junjun to the river and parked the car on the side of the road.

Yang Chen picked up a tissue and handed it to her, watching her cry for a while before stopping.

“Originally, I was already softened by what he said tonight, and I was also moved by the grandfather and grandson, and wanted to go home and try to repair the relationship with my grandparents. But now I know how stupid I am. How can the patriarchal thoughts imprinted in their bones change because I am willing to repair the relationship?” Cheng Junjun cried.

Yang Chen can understand Cheng Junjun’s family’s desire for a boy, but it’s definitely not right to not leave anything for the daughter!

According to Yang Chen’s understanding, it’s okay to give the control of the family company to the boy, but the girl must be given some compensation such as cash and real estate.

They are all their own children, even if they can’t be completely fair considering the actual factors, they can’t completely ignore the girl.

Yang Chen hates that Zhang Hailing so much. If she succeeds, she will definitely be very arrogant in the future, and it will also be a kind of humiliation to other girls who rely on their own ability to eat!

Yang Chen asked: “I don’t think it matters whether you go home or not. The important thing is that you should take away what you should be given. If you don’t take it away, those will all belong to your father and Zhang Hailing’s children. It is really against human ethics for a woman who is about the same age as you to sit back and enjoy the fruits of her labor. If you let her succeed, it will be a kind of humiliation to other women who live on the ground, and a challenge to morality, justice, propriety, integrity, and shame.”

Cheng Junjun raised her head and looked at Yang Chen seriously.

After thinking for a few seconds, she nodded and said, “Yes, you’re right. My family’s company was able to grow mainly because of the social relations accumulated by my grandfather when he was an official in the city government. My family’s property should have half of my mother’s, and it can’t all be left to other women! Go, take me home! I’m going to confront them! They must give me the share of the family property that belongs to my mother, and from then on, we will go our separate ways.”