High School Belle Fell in Love with Me

Chapter 837 - 340: Jiang Banxia Still Wants More_3

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When the medical exam report came out that day, he joined the company without a hitch.

In the employment contract, the work model was eight hours or 300 kilometers within the urban and suburban area, which meant he could clock off early.

He could set his own working hours, but if the proportion of night shifts was too high, he had to hit both the eight hours and the 300 kilometers.

He had to apply a day in advance for his weekly day off, and every week he was required to clock in at the gym three times, one hour each, and those three hours could be counted as working hours.

The gym was run by the company itself.

The company didn't cover three meals, but there was a daily meal allowance of sixty yuan and a monthly housing allowance of eight hundred.

This contract was better than Liu Hai had imagined.

As he was about to leave, he asked, "Since the company has such good benefits, why didn't you write them in the job posting?"

The HR staffer said, "That's just how the company's always done it. We're under Extreme Shadow Group, after all."

"Extreme Shadow Group has always done it this way?"

He had worked at internet giants before and knew those big firms offered pretty good benefits.

Unfortunately, his ex-wife was into aggressive consumption and even found ways to cash out his housing fund.

Even so, those big firms at most followed the rules and procedures; they would never give out extra perks.

Meal and housing subsidies were one thing, but this childcare benefit—almost no companies offered that.

Some companies even kept their distance from employees who had pregnancy plans.

If you could get into those big firms, especially as a rank-and-file employee, it meant you had the ability to deliver corresponding value to the company; once you touched the core interests of a large conglomerate, they would never be nice to you.

If you won't do the job, there's always someone else who will.

But Extreme Shadow Group was completely different.

"Yeah, Extreme Shadow Group has always stuck to this. After all, only when employees have no worries on the home front can they do their jobs better…"

"So when can I start work?"

"You still need to go through a short training."

"Didn't you already test my driving skills?"

"There's also service training, which will take about seven days. But those seven days count as on-the-job. I'll assign you a car; you can drive it to and from work for now, and after your shift changes, we'll assign you another car for commuting."

"For free?"

"Of course, as long as you don't deliberately damage the vehicle."

Liu Hai: "…"

After seven days of service training, Liu Hai officially started work.

At first, he didn't get many orders. Every day he just drove around, in a specifically planned area, with the goal of driving every single road in that area, over and over, multiple runs.

A few days later, orders suddenly started coming in, one after another.

The first passenger who got in asked, "What kind of car is this? The interior is really fancy."

"Hello, this is a Supersonic Car, a model our company custom-built with Extreme Shadow Group specifically for ride-hailing."

"Then your company is really willing to splurge, huh."

"Our company just wants to give passengers the best possible ride experience. If you like it, you're welcome to use our ride-hailing app often."

"Sure, sure…"

…

Liu Hai himself also felt that the interior of the Supersonic Car was a bit over-the-top luxurious; even some premium ride-hailing cars couldn't match this level.

The interior was spotless, too; every day after they handed in the car, there were dedicated staff to clean and tidy it.

As for the fare? It was no different from a regular ride-hailing car.

Maybe because it was more comfortable and the service was better, Supersonic Ride's users suddenly surged.

For eight hours every day, Liu Hai was almost never idle; as soon as the last passenger got off, the next order would come in.

He could see his own earnings, and in eight hours he could usually do about three hundred yuan.

Compared to the salary he took home and what his kid ate at the company, the company was definitely losing money on him.

Even for others, working 22 days a month and taking home around six thousand, the company still wasn't making money.

Car wear and tear, electricity costs, plus the company's operating expenses.

That day, he picked up another passenger.

A middle‑aged woman.

As soon as she got in, she started making calls, saying she was about to go transfer money; her bank card transfers were limited, so she had to go to the bank counter, and she was asking whether the project was really reliable.

When Liu Hai heard this, his first reaction was that this lady had run into a telecom scam.

So he asked, "Ma'am, is that project in your hands really that profitable?"

She perked up immediately: "Of course it is. As long as you put your money in, you get ten percent a month, and you can withdraw the interest when it's due. I put in more than eighty thousand before, and in just under half a year I'm almost breaking even. Hey, young man, do you want to invest a bit too? It'll count toward my points; I get a higher interest rate, and you make money as well."

"Sure, sure, tell me exactly how to do it…"

…

Ten-plus minutes later, Liu Hai dropped her off at the police station…

…

By mid‑November, Boeing's market cap had soared to 3.9 trillion US Dollars.

Within that month, it had gone through several upheavals. One day it suddenly crashed, getting slammed more than twenty percent, with a trading volume of 120 billion US Dollars.

Luckily there was an emergency rescue that day, which stabilized sentiment.

Otherwise, given the previous rate of increase, its market cap would definitely be hovering around 4.3 trillion US Dollars now.

When Li Yang brought food to Jiang Banxia, he saw the balance in the account.

Li Yang asked, "Why didn't you sell it all? You still kept almost half your position."

"I didn't expect those guys on Wall Street to actually dare to take it mid‑way. Maybe the trend will last a bit longer… Thanks, Master Li. I'll still need food tomorrow. No one at home cooks for me. Have some pity…"

"No problem."

He kept looking at the account's returns, and for the first time he had such a clear understanding of this financial game.

This is straight-up robbery! It's faster than robbing people!

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