He Just Wanted Wedding Money

Over the following half month, the key word seemed completely different for different people. For Feng Nanshu, it was waiting—waiting for her own wedding. Sometimes, she would curl up in Jiang Qin's arms and ask him, "Why haven't you married me yet? Why haven't you married me yet..."

Some people, meanwhile, had fallen into endless anxiety.

"President Li, the market's becoming impossible to stabilize."

"At this rate, I feel like I might even make it in time for President Jiang's wedding."

The battlefront of the ride-hailing market had remained tightly stretched. Li Jin had originally planned to find a chance to meet Jiang Qin ahead of time and give him some wedding money. As for the excitement of the wedding banquet, he would sit out for now.

After all, the business world was a battlefield. The commander had to stay at headquarters.

But he hadn't expected Uber to launch such a fierce attack after entering the domestic market.

In the first battle in Kyoto, Bumblebee suffered a crushing defeat.

Uber really had money. Instead of signing taxi companies, they directly spent money to hire every commercial vehicle fleet and wedding car fleet in Kyoto. They signed up luxury-car rental companies, and in their system, even BBA vehicles could only count as the lowest-end taxis.

Delivery Superman had used the same tactic when it entered the domestic market. Put bluntly, they had gone high-end, and the result had been a miserable death.

But Uber directly used massive subsidies to force the price of riding luxury cars down to the level of ordinary people. Supposedly, when you called an Uber, the owner of the luxury car would open the door for you and warmly address you as an esteemed guest.

Who could resist that? It was said that some people would order