Free Web NovelChapter 165: Chapter 165: October 1st
October is a special month for the Chinese people.
It’s also a very important month for shared bikes.
The only three shared bike companies on the market all independently announced they would be deploying a massive number of bikes on October 1st.
Because Little Red Car had seen a massive surge in deposits, they had also signed production contracts with original equipment manufacturers like Foxconn.
As a result, the original plan to deploy 500,000 new bikes in early October suddenly ballooned to one million.
This time, Little Red Car took an egalitarian approach, allocating 200,000 bikes to each of the five cities.
Compared to Little Red Car, Little Yellow Car and Mobike were like Sun and Liu at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, feeling powerless in the face of Cao Cao.
Little Yellow Car, burning its boats, deployed 100,000 bikes in the Capital City. To this day, Dai Wei’s roar still echoes through their offices: "Annihilate Little Red Car and defend our market in the Capital City!"
As for Mobike, like a fierce dragon crossing the river, they poured all their resources into deploying 150,000 of their bikes in Modu.
However, Wu Yun’s Little Red Car was no Cao Cao; it couldn’t be taken down by a sneak attack just because the other two joined forces.
Even with Little Red Car expanding on multiple fronts, in the markets of the Capital City and Modu, its number of registered users and bikes still far surpassed the other two.
While Little Yellow Car and Mobike were scrambling to catch up, Little Red Car was also producing new bikes with all its might.
Little Red Car had already entered a virtuous cycle, essentially cementing its position as the industry leader.
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October 1st, the start of a new month.
The rebate on Wu Yun’s system had successfully reset, meaning that through his spending-based cash back, he could generate another 243 million in funds this month.
Unfortunately, aside from buying property and starting companies, he currently had no other large expenses to max out the rebate.
As for other miscellaneous expenses, Wu Yun hadn’t even considered it. ’How many things would I have to buy to get over two hundred million back? Just thinking about it is a headache.’
Wu Yun still had over forty million in liquid assets. To an ordinary person, this was an enormous sum of money.
But to buy a villa or one of those top-tier luxury apartments in Modu, this amount was far from enough.
He had asked Qi Fei to look at some properties in Modu when she had free time, but just a few days later, she had unexpectedly left to join the film crew for *Wolf Warrior*.
So, Qi Fei’s house hunting had been put on hold.
This National Day holiday, Wu Yun felt, was definitely not going to be a quiet one.
Today he had to take Wen Meng back to Mianzhou City, then tonight he would fly directly from Mianzhou to the Capital City.
Two days after that, he would fly from the Capital City to Jinling.
’Such a busy man.’
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"Wen Meng, are you all packed?"
Wu Yun stood by the shoe cabinet with a travel bag in hand, poking his head toward the bedroom and calling out.
"Coming, coming! I’m just getting dressed!" Wen Meng’s figure appeared in the bedroom hallway. As she spoke, she was adjusting the nude stockings on her legs.
"Alright! Let’s go!" Wen Meng said, happily linking her arm with Wu Yun’s. In her other hand, she carried a small clothing bag.
After tossing the bags in the trunk, Wu Yun grabbed two bottles of mineral water and placed them on the center console. He glanced down at the high heels Wen Meng was wearing, and the words he was about to say—asking her to drive—died in his throat.
Ever since the highways became toll-free during public holidays in 2012, the exodus of cars from the city was guaranteed to clog every single highway entrance.
Wu Yun gave a helpless honk of the horn, but the car in front of him remained stationary, showing no sign of moving.
He was boxed in by cars on all sides. Even with his Master Level Driving Skill, there was nothing he could do. As the saying goes, even the most gifted housewife can’t cook without rice.
Wen Meng popped a peeled grape into Wu Yun’s mouth and comforted him, "Don’t be so anxious! We just need to get back in time for lunch. It’s only nine o’clock."
Wu Yun scanned his surroundings. Seeing the traffic inch forward, he timed it perfectly, sticking close to the rear bumper of the car ahead and leaving no room for anyone to cut in.
They slowly squeezed through the most congested part of the jam and crawled through the ETC lane.
Once on the highway, the G63 finally began to pick up speed.
He steered with one hand while his other rested on Wen Meng’s thigh, enjoying the unique sensation. Every so often, he’d eat another grape she fed him.
Wu Yun felt utterly content.
"Wen Meng, the texture of these stockings is pretty nice. You should buy some more to keep at my place." As he spoke, he pinched the fabric, then let it go, letting it snap back against her leg with a soft *thwip*.
Wen Meng gave Wu Yun a seductive look, then giggled and whispered, "If you don’t leave tonight, I’ll let you rip them!"
Wen Meng knew why Wu Yun was going to the Capital City, so she was mostly joking.
Although she had known Wu Yun for less time than the other two women in his life, ever since the school year began, she had been by his side nearly every day, except for the few times he had traveled.
’Proximity breeds opportunity, after all.’ She felt more like Wu Yun’s official girlfriend now, spending more time with him than the other two combined.
Wu Yun glanced at Wen Meng. Knowing her, if she wasn’t busy peeling grapes, she’d probably be putting on a little stocking-seduction show for him right there in the car.
"Behave yourself," Wu Yun said, his right hand gently stroking her leg. "Just wait for me to get back, and we’ll return to school together." He really did love the way it felt.
Wen Meng actually wanted to go with Wu Yun, but she knew that being too clingy might annoy him or make him tired of her.
Still, she wanted to test the waters. ’What if he says yes!?’
Peeling another grape, Wen Meng leaned in closer. "Ahh... open wide!"
With her left elbow propped on the center armrest, she simply stared at Wu Yun’s profile with a smile in her eyes, saying nothing.
As he drove, Wu Yun noticed the car had gone quiet. He glanced over at the passenger seat and met Wen Meng’s expectant, enchanting gaze.
"Alright, spit it out. What do you want?" Wen Meng rarely looked at him like that unless she had a favor to ask.
Wen Meng grinned. "How about I come with you?"
Before Wu Yun could reply, she continued, "Besides, the only thing I have planned for the holiday is a high school reunion. You don’t want to see all your rivals trying to get me drunk, do you?"
In truth, Wen Meng didn’t want to go to this annual reunion anyway. Every time, it was just a contest of comparing boyfriends and girlfriends or people bragging about how great they were doing.
Not to mention all the guys who would hit on her, seeing that she didn’t have a boyfriend.
In short, Wen Meng found the whole thing pointless. The only problem was their former class president, who had freakishly good organizational skills. Aside from classmates living in other provinces, pretty much everyone was expected to attend.
Wu Yun swallowed the grape whole and agreed without hesitation. "Sure! It’ll be a good chance for you all to meet. But it’s not the right time to lay all the cards on the table, you know what I mean?"
Seeing Wu Yun agree so readily, Wen Meng couldn’t help but let out a laugh. "I was just teasing you. It’s the thought that counts! Besides, it’s impossible to book a flight this late, and I can’t break the promise I made to our class president."
Wu Yun glanced at Wen Meng’s lovely face, then reached out to stroke her long hair. He smiled. "I want a grape."
