Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 6 - 6 006 Incompetence Requesting Votes and Favorites

Ye Chen’s sports car accommodates just two, making it inconvenient at times with more passengers, so he reverted to his trusty old Xiali.

Having completed a few additional rides, each customer left five-star feedback, yet none triggered the system’s positive rating star.

Apparently, earning that positive rating star depends on some luck as well.

Right after exiting, a new order popped up, heading to a BMW 4S dealership this time.

Arriving at the intersection in his Xiali, a couple climbed into the vehicle.

Once seated, the man glanced at Ye Chen’s side profile and exclaimed, “Ye Chen!”

Ye Chen turned around, momentarily frozen in surprise.

What a small world; the pair in the back turned out to be former classmates of his.

“Ye Chen, it’s really you,” Feng Tao said with an enthusiastic grin.

The woman beside Feng Tao questioned in astonishment, “Ye Chen, how come you’re working as a DiDi driver?”

Ye Chen chuckled, “Being a DiDi driver works out well; the schedule’s flexible, and the pay’s satisfactory.”

Feng Tao agreed, “You’re right, with the economy slumping these days, finding work is no easy feat.

Take me, after grinding for years, I finally climbed to department manager in a public company—exhausting stuff.”

Ye Chen absorbed Feng Tao’s complaints about life with a hint of exasperation.

Was Feng Tao genuinely bemoaning his struggles?

No, he was obviously bragging, wasn’t he?

With a dramatic sigh, Feng Tao went on, “I’ve hustled in Modu for several years and barely scraped together enough for a 100-square-meter apartment downtown, saddled with a hefty mortgage.

Today, I’m bringing Lili along to snag a BMW; couldn’t swing the 7 Series, so settling for the 5 Series—feeling so broke!”

Ye Chen kept driving, enduring Feng Tao’s humblebrag routine, and simply smiled in silence.

At his side, Tian Lili remarked, “Feng Tao, you’ve really made it.

Who would’ve thought the old class topper would end up driving DiDi, while you, the laid-back one, rose to manager.”

After her words, Tian Lili flashed an uneasy grin, “Ye Chen, sorry for my loose lips; I didn’t intend any harm.”

Ye Chen replied with a smile, “It’s fine!”

The ride soon reached its end.

Feng Tao chuckled, “Ye Chen, care to join me in selecting a ride and experiencing BMW luxury?”

Ye Chen grinned, “Nah, I’ve got more fares to chase.

Hey, don’t forget the good rating.”

Feng Tao affirmed, “Of course, a five-star’s guaranteed.

Oh wait, our class reunion’s the day after next; I’m hosting at the Grand Universe Hotel.

You have to show up.”

“Okay, if my schedule allows, I’ll be there for sure.”

Ye Chen picked up on Feng Tao’s nonstop flaunting directed at him, but to Ye Chen, such posturing seemed utterly ridiculous.

Think you can one-up me with that?

You’re not worthy of polishing my shoes.

As Ye Chen’s car pulled away, Tian Lili let out a sigh, “Wow, I never imagined my old crush has fallen so far.”

Feng Tao scoffed, “Yeah, can’t wait to see our female classmates’ reactions when they hear Ye Chen’s a DiDi driver.”

Tian Lili linked arms with Feng Tao, “Brother Tao’s the real success story; doesn’t matter if Ye Chen’s good-looking and smart—he’s stuck driving DiDi, while you cruise in a BMW.”

Feng Tao laughed modestly, “Haha, I’m just getting by, really.”

Glancing at the clock, it was already after six when Ye Chen’s phone buzzed—his mother on the line.

“Ye Chen, the family’s meeting up today at Pengxuan Pavilion, room 808; head over soon.”

“Got it.” Ye Chen ended the call, his brow furrowing a bit.

He truly dreaded these family get-togethers.

Invariably, his uncle would parade his son’s managerial position, turning the meal into a roasting session for Ye Chen the DiDi driver.

Labeling him directionless, unmotivated, a total failure!

If not for sparing his parents the hassle, he’d skip it entirely.

Back at home, Ye Chen hopped into his Pagani Huayra and sped toward the hotel.

Unfortunately, it was peak traffic hour, and the roads were clogged.

Ye Chen’s frown deepened; more jabs from the relatives loomed.

After swinging by Lakefront Villa to change, he took the Pagani to Pengxuan Pavilion Hotel.

Spotting Ye Chen’s high-end ride, the security guard hurried forward to assist.

“Sir, kindly park across these two spots.”

Ye Chen paused briefly, “One space should suffice.”

Even with a premium vehicle, Ye Chen avoided hogging shared areas.

“No, sir, that car’s worth a fortune; better to claim two to prevent any dings—we couldn’t cover the damages.”

Appreciating the guard’s concern, Ye Chen nodded with a smile and followed their lead to park.

“Thanks a lot.”

“All part of the job!”

As Ye Chen entered the eatery, the security head instructed his team, “Watch that vehicle closely.

A single mark on that over-30-million-yuan beast, and we’d be paying it off forever.”

…

Inside the restaurant, Ye Chen found the whole family assembled.

“Apologies for the delay.”

“Hmph, so unreliable, can’t even show up punctually for dinner.

Zero etiquette,” his uncle grumbled icily.

“Brother, cut Little Chen some slack; scraping by on DiDi gigs, he’s gotta hustle for every penny,” his second aunt mocked.

“Running a DiDi service? You’ve shamed the entire Ye Family!” His uncle sneered contemptuously at Ye Chen.

In the old days, Ye Chen might’ve flared up, but now he stayed calm, smiling as he sat down.

His father, the straightforward Ye Zheng, disliked his brother berating his boy but held his tongue.

His mother, Li Xiuying, gently interjected, “Little Chen probably hit traffic; isn’t Little Tao missing too?”

His uncle huffed, “Don’t lump your Ye Chen with Little Tao.

Our Little Tao holds a department manager spot at a major listed firm, pulling in 20,000 monthly.

He’s swamped, so a late arrival’s understandable.”

“Sorry I’m tardy.”

At that moment, a young man strode in alongside a gorgeous girlfriend, easily an 80 in attractiveness.

His entrance shifted everyone’s faces.

They rose to their feet.

“Little Tao’s arrived; oh, is this your girl?

She’s stunning.”

“Little Tao’s a manager now yet still prioritizes family time—impressive.”

Witnessing the relatives’ fawning, Ye Chen sneered to himself.

It used to irk him a little, but nowadays, 20,000 a month? That’s pocket change to him, like a street urchin’s haul.

Ye Tao and his date settled in, and with all present, the banquet kicked off.

Throughout the eating, relatives kept raising glasses to Ye Tao, feting him like a star.

His mother, Li Xiuying, elbowed Ye Chen and murmured, “Little Chen, give Little Tao a toast; as a department manager, perhaps he can hook you up with a job there.”

“Mom, no need; I’m content with DiDi.” Ye Chen spoke clearly, audible to the whole table.

“Bang!”

His uncle pounded the table furiously.

“Ye Chen, compare yourself to Little Tao—both university graduates, yet worlds apart!

DiDi driving?

Where’s the prospect in that?”

“Precisely, Little Chen, land a proper position, and the family won’t lose face.

Sticking to DiDi, it’s mortifying when acquaintances spot us,” his second uncle scolded.

“Mortifying how?

I earn clean cash, not through theft or crime,” Ye Chen shot back.

“You… you… getting cheeky now?” His uncle quivered in fury.

“Third Brother, how’d you end up with such a useless kid?” His uncle shook his head, full of regret.