Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1 - 1 001 DiDi Selection System Requesting Votes and Favorites
“Ye Chen, let’s break up.”
The words from his girlfriend, Yao Lili, rang out over the phone.
“Why are we breaking up?”
Ye Chen paused in shock for a second: “Every day, I drive you home from work, and all the cash I make riding for DiDi goes toward fancy items for you. Have I messed up somehow?”
“You haven’t done a thing wrong.
I simply refuse to have a boyfriend who’s a DiDi driver behind the wheel of a Xiali.
I’d prefer tears in a BMW over smiles in a Xiali.
Farewell.”
The line went dead.
A fresh post appeared in Yao Lili’s social feed, featuring a BMW backdrop, where a guy’s hand rested on her hip in the shot.
Damn, preaching about crying in a BMW rather than laughing in a Xiali, yet plainly dumping me for some wealthy heir.
Ten years back, Ye Chen had crossed into this parallel realm, starting as a white-collar type pulling in over ten grand a month, only to get framed by jealous coworkers for shining too bright and end up jobless, forcing him into DiDi driving.
He’d snagged a girlfriend with dreams of a stable life, but his full devotion had merely positioned him as a temporary stand-in.
While others who transmigrated scored systems for unbeatable support and godlike flair, Ye Chen wallowed in pure misfortune!
Beside the road, a lady in a dark suit and stilettos signaled toward Ye Chen.
This stunner boasted a allure rating north of 95, though tinged with a chilly, superior vibe.
Ye Chen pulled over, the beauty swung open the door, and slipped into the rear seat.
Steadying his nerves, Ye Chen flashed the beauty a polished grin: “Welcome aboard DiDi Premium Car.”
The beauty stayed icy, offering just a faint nod.
Ye Chen fired up the engine, steering toward the set spot.
A melodic chime sounded as the beauty’s cell buzzed, and she picked up.
“President Chen, didn’t we already lock in the deal with Yida Group?
Why pull back now?”
“President Su, sure, we can ink the deal, but you’ll join me for drinks tonight.
If I’m feeling chipper, the signing will flow smoothly.”
“This…” Su Wanyi’s brow creased.
Gritting her teeth, Su Wanyi replied, “Fine, I’m on my way to the hotel right now.”
Su Wanyi, the business realm’s idol in Modu.
Boasting stunning appeal, keen market instincts, and a bold spirit, she drew endless admirers.
But beneath the shine hid struggles; carving a path as a woman in commerce was brutal.
Su Wanyi was sharp; she grasped President Chen’s shady aim with the drinks, yet the contract meant too much to let slip.
[Ding, DiDi Choice System triggered: weekly random special-trait riders appear, finish the selection quest for top-tier prizes, helping the host rise to worldwide tycoon status!]
[Rider job: CEO!]
[Choice 1: Soothe the stunning CEO, acquire expert bootlicking talent, Flattery +10, stunning CEO slips 1 million tip]
[Choice 2: Douse the stunning CEO with harsh reality, earn sharp-tongued ability, Sternness +10, snag a Bodeli 100,000 value fitness membership]
[Choice 3: Aid the lady CEO in fixing her issue, score a rare luxury ride, Charm Value +10, step into trillion-group CEO successor role]
Whoa!
Ye Chen stared slack-jawed at the mental alert.
The fabled system had zeroed in on him.
The initial pick was simplest to pull off, with a solid payoff.
Pick two? Ye Chen brushed it aside instantly; kicking someone while down wasn’t his way.
Pick three posed a challenge but dangled lavish goodies.
Right then, Ye Chen whispered inwardly: “System, I select choice three!”
[Ding, kudos to the host for nailing the choice!
10 million cash reward incoming!]
[Ding, kudos to the host for grabbing a Pagani exclusive sports car; vehicle awaits in the endpoint lot!]
[Ding, kudos to the host for Charm Value +10; your pull on women has doubled!]
[Ding, kudos to the host for landing Yida Group CEO position!]
[Ding, host unlocks fresh special rider quests after earning five-star reviews in a week.]
Su Wanyi set her phone aside, glanced up, and froze at Ye Chen’s profile.
“This DiDi guy’s pretty good-looking!”
Earlier, hopping in, Su Wanyi hadn’t spared Ye Chen much thought.
Now, from the back, Su Wanyi kept eyeing Ye Chen, her heart stirring more with each look.
All at once, inspiration struck her.
“DiDi guy, mind lending a hand?”
“What sort of hand?” Ye Chen inquired.
“Come with me to the dinner; if I overdo the drinks, take me back to Yashi Group.
Naturally, it won’t be free; I’ll compensate you.”
Su Wanyi realized solo at the dinner, if she blacked out, peril loomed large.
With Ye Chen there, things shifted; having a guy nearby might deter bold moves from the others.
“Nah, I’ve got more DiDi gigs lined up.”
“Ten thousand—that covers a full year of your DiDi hauls!”
“Alright, you’ve got a deal.”
Ye Chen planned to assist Su Wanyi anyway, but his initial no was a feint; seeming too keen might spark doubts.
Ye Chen eased the car into Marriott Grand Hotel’s lot, and as Su Wanyi stepped out, Ye Chen’s phone lit up.
“Hello, President Ye?
Lin Li here, Yida Group’s GM.
You’ve snapped up 40% of our shares, making you CEO.
We require your signature on the transfer papers.”
“Oh, I’m at Marriott Grand Hotel.
Head over and track me down.” Ye Chen responded.
“Got it, heading there shortly.”
Clicking off, Ye Chen and Su Wanyi walked into the hotel side by side.
Entering the private room, a balding guy in his fifties rose.
“President Su, you’re truly a tough catch.”
Chen Li spotted Ye Chen nearby and scowled right away.
“Who’s that fellow?” Chen Li jabbed a finger at Ye Chen.
“My chauffeur, Ye Chen.”
“Ah, just a driver.” Chen Li scoffed and dismissed Ye Chen entirely.
The trio settled in as food and booze arrived.
Su Wanyi pressed urgently: “President Chen, what about our contract?”
“No rush on the contract; drinks come first.” With that, Chen Li filled Su Wanyi’s glass to the brim.
“President Su, as I mentioned?
Keep me entertained with the booze, and I’ll sign off on the deal pronto.”
Su Wanyi eyed the brimming glass, her face tightening.
Downing it straight would leave her plastered for sure today.
“President Su, I could sign with you or another party.
It all rides on how you handle things tonight.”
Chen Li ogled Su Wanyi’s alluring figure hungrily while talking.
Su Wanyi saw no path to sealing without that drink tonight.
She shot a look at Ye Chen, counting on his backup if she passed out.
Su Wanyi drew a steadying breath: “Okay.”
And with that, Su Wanyi reached for the glass.
“Pardon me, but President Su avoids alcohol.”
As he spoke, Ye Chen snatched the glass before Su Wanyi and splashed its contents across the floor.
Su Wanyi went rigid, staring at Ye Chen in astonishment that he’d wasted the wine.
Chen Li blanked out too, before his features twisted in furious growl.
A lowly driver had the nerve to dump his pour.
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