Chapter 39 Lu Mingfei's Business Empire
This semester, Lu Mingfei seemed like a different person. He was no longer so addicted to games, and used the computer more to look up information.

Of course, he no longer revolved around Chen Wenwen.

Ever since Chu Zihang and Zhang Baiqing graduated from Shilan Middle School, the school's "List of Those Who Should Be Killed" began to decline gradually. No one could dominate the school and create glory like they did.

Of course, the school-level figures are gone, but the class figures are still there, such as the three beauties and one hunk in Lu Mingfei’s class.

Liu Miaomiao is self-admiring. Although she is not as popular as Chen Wenwen, the president of the literature club, and Su Xiaoqiang, the little angel, her piano playing is an indispensable student talent in campus activities and evening parties.

After the graduation of her two seniors, Chen Wenwen turned her attention to Zhao Menghua, who was known as "Little Zhang Baiqing". However, Zhao Menghua liked Su Xiaoqiang and ignored her.

What made Chen Wenwen most uneasy was that Lu Mingfei had fallen in love with someone else. Although she didn't know who Lu Mingfei was in love with, and she didn't care about this tool whom she looked down upon, she still felt a little uncomfortable. After all, Lu Mingfei's obvious love once made it clear that her charm was greater than Su Xiaoqiang's.

"Lu Mingfei, after school today, let's go to the Internet cafe to play a friendly match with the class next door. I'll pay for the Internet fees, drinks, and dinner!"

Su Xiaoqiang and the game leader of the next class arranged a friendly match. Although the next class knew that they would definitely not win with Lu Mingfei around, this did not prevent them from getting free internet, drinks and dinner.

"Oh, alright."

Lu Mingfei's thoughts were interrupted and he nodded.

Chen Wenwen, who was sitting next to Lu Mingfei, put down her book and glanced over.

Su Xiaoqiang noticed her gaze and said, "Chen Wenwen, do you want to go and take a look?"

"No." Chen Wenwen shook her head slightly, then asked: "Why do you like playing games so much? I feel that games cannot bring people gains and growth."

She also played games, which might have been fun while she was playing them, but after playing them, she felt that they were meaningless and that the games did not bring her any gains.

Lu Mingfei actually felt that Chen Wenwen was right.

Although he is a god at playing games in the class, he is a mediocre person outside of games. He is a top figure in the gaming field, but his main task in school is to study, and games are just for fun.

Su Xiaoqiang looked at her in confusion: "What can you expect to gain from playing games? Do you eat iced watermelon in the summer to supplement vitamin C?"

When Lu Mingfei heard this, he suddenly felt that the world was wide open. That's right! What do I expect to gain from playing games? Isn't it just for fun?

Chen Wenwen was stunned for a moment. She really didn't know how to respond to this.

……

In the Internet cafe, two rows of students were fighting each other in the game. Lu Mingfei looked very happy, clicking the mouse with one hand and taking a sip of Coke with the other.

The student who was fighting against him on the other side was not in a hurry either. In school, anyone who came across Lu Mingfei while playing StarCraft had to fight back.

“Lu Mingfei, you can go play professionally!” Su Xiaoqiang watched him finish the game so calmly, still somewhat amazed.

"Ah? Going pro? What do I want? For the salary of a few hundred dollars? Even if you add the bonus, how much is it?"

Lu Mingfei did have plans to become a professional gamer. The top professional players earned quite well, but that was just the way it was. Not to mention the degree of recognition society had for professional gamers, he also felt that there didn’t seem to be many future prospects for professional gamers.

What kind of professional game player can freely go in and out of a club that costs tens of thousands of yuan a day? That’s right, for Lu Mingfei, being able to freely go in and out of the club that the boss took him to was considered promising.

"Your meal is here."

A young man came up to them carrying a large bag of fast food boxes and placed the boxes on the table.

Su Xiaoqiang had someone go to a familiar store to buy the meal and have it delivered to the Internet cafe. Since the little goddess was generous, she raised the budget for each fast food meal to 30.

"This meal seems quite expensive?"

Lu Mingfei asked while eating roast duck legs.

There are professional food delivery people in Internet cafes. They usually appear at night and bring boxes of fast food and fried noodles to sell to those who are surfing the Internet.

Of course, the price is a bit expensive.

Su Xiaoqiang casually said, "It's a bit expensive, but that's what they sent me. The food in this restaurant is pretty good. I made them run around so I must make them earn money."

"Oh." Lu Mingfei finished his meal and continued to abuse his next opponent.

But he was a little absent-minded. He was thinking, how many meals can one person deliver to Internet cafes? How much money can he make?
Can I make a software and upload it online, so that people can find merchants to cooperate with, select the products uploaded by merchants in the area and place orders based on the customer's location, and then have someone deliver the products?

In this way, sales will be wider and the customer base will increase. I only need to take 10% of each toll. Each toll is 4 yuan, and I take 4 yuan each time. 10 tolls is 4 yuan, 100 tolls is 40, 1000 tolls is 400, and 1 tolls is 4000. If it can be promoted nationwide, with 10 people placing orders every day, that would be 4!
There is also a 10% sales fee from the merchant, so you can have the best of both worlds!

With such a large population and so many netizens, we can expect even higher figures!
The more he thought about it, the more he felt there was a way!
After returning home, he opened his old notebook and found that someone had already done it. This shows that this model has great potential! Someone has the same unique vision as him!
After thinking about it, he sent a message to his boss on QQ, wrote out this business model and concept to him, and asked for his opinion and whether there is any hope for this industry.

……

To be honest, when Zhang Baiqing saw Lu Mingfei's QQ message, he almost spit out the water in his mouth.

Could it be that "Dragon Tribe" is a commercial novel? Did the takeaway industry emerge just now? He thought about it and it seemed that it did emerge this year.

"Does Lu Mingze know what his brother is thinking? His brother, who was supposed to dominate the world, is going to become the overlord of an Internet business empire."

Although he knew that Lu Mingfei would most likely not take this path, he still affirmed Lu Mingfei's idea, saying that it was highly feasible and had a very bright future!
And he also drew inferences from his experience: since we can order food online, why can't we order a taxi online? Why can't we order goods online?

When Lu Mingfei saw the boss's reply, he suddenly realized it! Yes, these are all feasible ways. Taobao can make money from other people's stores, so why can't I make money from other people's meals and other people's cars?
This is the correct way to open the information age!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He had been thinking about his grand business plan all night and could already imagine the company he founded ringing the bell on the NASDAQ in the United States, and his life would reach its peak from then on.

Then he found out that he had no money...

He can't write computer code, so he has to ask someone to make the software for money? Or ask someone to negotiate cooperation with those businesses? Or ask the errand boy for money?

These are all money, and it's not a small amount, it has to be in the units of tens or hundreds of thousands, and he is still a student who has to pay for the internet fee.

The Nasdaq bell rang, and the dream of reaching the top was forced to be interrupted.

(End of this chapter)