Rebirth: I have Monopoly System

Wu Yun was a fast eater. Before they even reached the airport parking lot, he had already finished his bread and milk.

The very observant Xie Qi pulled out the bag that had held the breakfast. She collected the trash from Wu Yun’s hands, found a trash can to throw it in, and then hurried to catch up.

The three of them walked for a few more minutes before Wang Wei led them to the company car.

It was a black Audi A6L, completely unremarkable among the many luxury cars at Capital City Airport.

Wang Wei put Wu Yun’s luggage in the trunk while Xie Qi opened the rear door for him.

Wu Yun sighed internally. He hadn’t really noticed it before, since he always used to drive himself. ’Being rich really is nice. If this keeps up, I feel like I’m going to completely devolve.’

With Wang Wei at the wheel, the Audi pulled smoothly out of the airport.

Along the way, Wu Yun watched the scenery outside the window with great curiosity. In his past life, his visits to Capital City had always been rushed, and he never had a chance to properly explore the nation’s Capital.

’After I take care of company business in the next couple of days, I’ll surprise Bai Yue. Then she and I can see the sights of Capital City together.’

As they passed some major intersections, Wu Yun saw many staff members in red T-shirts and red hats introducing Little Red Car to pedestrians. Rows of neatly arranged Little Red Cars were parked on the roadside.

"Wang Wei, when were these bikes set up?" Wu Yun wasn’t particularly familiar with the logistics operations, but he knew his people inside and out.

Gripping the steering wheel, Wang Wei explained, "Our colleagues worked overtime in the early morning to set them out. The goal was to launch a promotional wave during the morning rush hour."

Wu Yun’s left hand tapped a regular rhythm on the armrest. He recalled news from his past life about employees at some company or other working overtime and dropping dead at their desks in the middle of the night. "Oh? Did these colleagues who worked overtime go home to rest?"

Wang Wei seemed to understand Wu Yun’s concern. "Our logistics team is split into two shifts. One shift is the group that worked overtime last night. They get to go home and rest today, and they also get overtime pay for last night’s work."

"The other shift should be starting their regular work day around now!"

"Oh, that’s good then. Do you have any opinions or suggestions for the company? Feel free to speak up." Wu Yun remembered some jokes he’d seen about the typical lines leaders use and decided to try one out himself.

Xie Qi chuckled. "President Wu, our Capital City Branch has been open for less than a month, so it feels pretty much like any other company. The atmosphere is very harmonious, and since our salaries are a cut above the rest of the industry, everyone is very satisfied."

Xie Qi’s words were impeccable. Perhaps realizing she sounded a bit too official, she added, "President Wu, it’d be great if our year-end bonuses were a little bigger, haha!"

A smile touched Wu Yun’s lips. ’This is what ordinary people truly want—higher salaries, bigger bonuses. They don’t even mind being a bit tired if they get that.’

"No problem. At the annual meeting at the end of the year, I’ll set up some big prizes for you all! Work hard! The company won’t mistreat any of its employees."

Little Red Car’s performance bonuses were tied to a rating system. Employee ratings were determined monthly by a combination of scores from department heads, HR attendance records, and other factors. Coupled with a difficulty coefficient for each department, this meant year-end bonuses varied between departments. This was the company policy Li Qiuliang had reported to Wu Yun, and since Wu Yun felt it was relatively fair, he had signed off on it.

After chatting about a few other things, Wu Yun picked up his phone and sent a message to Qi Fei: "Senior, I’ve landed safely. Don’t miss me too much!"

Qi Fei seemed to be waiting by her phone: "I’m not missing you at all! I’m going to get some rest! Go on and pester some other woman!"

"Haha, why don’t you find one for me then? I trust your taste!"

"Dream on!" she replied, followed by a tapping emoji.

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"President Wu, Little Red Car is trending again!" Xie Qi, sitting in the front seat, turned around and held out her phone to show him the screen.

Wu Yun had excellent eyesight. Little Red Car was ranked third on the real-time trending list.

"Little Red Car Enters Tier-One City!"

’This looks like we paid for this spot,’ Wu Yun thought. ’What uninformed reporter or blogger would dare post something like this? No one could have gotten this information so quickly. Unless it was leaked by an insider, no one knows Little Red Car’s strategy.’

Wu Yun hadn’t inquired about the specific operations of Little Red Car; Li Qiuliang was in charge of all that. Wu Yun only cared about the results: how many registrations, how much in deposits.

Huh? Wu Yun’s eyes fell on an entry at the very bottom: "A Blessing for Capital City University Students: Little Yellow Car, You Deserve It!"

Too lazy to open Weibo on his own phone, Wu Yun took Xie Qi’s phone and tapped on the Little Yellow Car entry.

The post featured a mix of text and pictures showcasing Little Yellow Car’s promotional photos at prestigious institutions like Capital City University and Shuimu University. To Wu Yun, they looked just like the staged propaganda photos the Wokou took during the war.

’But, despise the enemy strategically, and respect them tactically.’

Although Wu Yun had a clear plan for the future, he had no intention of becoming a stepping stone for those who came after.

So, Wu Yun zoomed in on the pictures to examine the details of the Little Yellow Car. He found that the design was no different from his past life—another cheap product prone to frequent breakdowns. ’Dai Wei will ultimately pay a higher price in logistics.’

Seeing this, a contemptuous smile appeared on Wu Yun’s lips. Paired with his handsome, sunny face, it made Xie Qi’s heart skip a beat. She quickly turned back around, suppressing the improper thought.

"Xie Qi, your phone."

’It seems that although the butterfly effect of my actions caused Little Yellow Car to launch a few months earlier than in my previous life, Dai Wei and his team’s mindset has limited them. Their overall development concept is no different from before.’

Thinking of their catastrophic failure in his past life and the massive group of creditors they left behind, Wu Yun couldn’t help but offer a moment of silent pity for Little Yellow Car and Dai Wei.

However, the thought of those massive deposits reminded Wu Yun of that fellow from Rongcheng, Chairman Luo Guangrong of ICBC. That Chairman Luo had been persistently calling him, wanting to arrange a get-together with him and Li Qiuliang.

’He’s really hustling for business. Looks like things won’t be quiet at school either when I get back to Rongcheng.’

"Wang Wei, don’t head straight to the office. Take me on a drive around the major intersections. I want to see our bike deployment and usage firsthand."

"Yes, President Wu!"

In the bike lanes, figures on red bicycles could be seen, some racing along, others cruising leisurely, attracting the attention of many passersby.

Some interested pedestrians gathered at the street team’s promotional stations to learn more about Little Red Car.

While passing through an intersection, Wu Yun saw a collision between an electric scooter and a car. A sudden inspiration struck him: insurance!

’Getting insurance could help the company avoid a lot of liability and risk. Take the scene just now, for example. If someone riding a Little Red Car gets into an accident that wasn’t their fault, some unscrupulous people might still try to pin the blame on the company.’

He also mentally added a clause about liability allocation.

A dull pencil is better than a sharp mind. Wu Yun immediately recorded these thoughts in his phone’s memo app. Once he reached the branch office, he would call a video conference with the management team for a brainstorming session.