On December 3rd, Cloud Speed Express announced that in its North China, East China, and Southern China regions, the contract price for packages under 2.5 kilograms would be lowered from 3 yuan to 2.8 yuan, and the contract price for small e-commerce items under 1 kilogram would drop from 2.5 yuan to 2.2 yuan.

Considering transportation and labor costs, prices in the Northeast, Southwest, and Central China regions would be 0.6 to 0.8 yuan higher per order.

But compared to the 3- to 5-yuan base rate of the Three Passes and One Reach, Cloud Speed’s pricing was absolutely insane!

The owner of Speed Peak Express, Chen Feilei, cursed Liao Wei, calling him a mad dog!

「Inside a private club in Hu City.」

Four middle-aged men sat around a table. One was smoking a cigar, another had a cigarette dangling from his lips, and the room was thick with smoke.

"Everyone, speak up. What should we do?" Shentong’s Chen Dejun asked in a low voice, his eyes narrowed.

"Find a truck and run that dumbass over," Yuantong’s owner, Yu Weijiao, suggested viciously.

This latest move by Cloud Speed had snatched away a significant number of customers from Yuantong. Small and medium-sized sellers in Yiwu, in particular, had switched their shipping to Cloud Speed without hesitation.

The major sellers who had signed warehouse and contract rate agreements were still on the fence, watching to see what would happen.

To put it bluntly, if Yuantong didn’t lower its prices, its major clients would all leave.

Everyone was in business to make money; what mattered was which courier was cheap, punctual, and offered door-to-door delivery.

In terms of shipping speed, Cloud Speed had fewer transit hubs, sorting centers, and stations, so it couldn’t match the Three Passes and One Reach.

But Cloud Speed Couriers could deliver right to the door, something the Three Passes and One Reach couldn’t do.

Add to that Cloud Speed’s low delivery fees, and it was only natural for customers to defect.

"Old Yu, no offense, but you’re almost fifty. Stop talking about fighting and killing all the time. Or do you want to spend the rest of your life making license plates?"

Chen Dejun asked coldly, his brow furrowed.

"I think Old Yu’s idea isn’t bad. If we get rid of that bastard Liao Wei, we can all breathe a little easier," said Lai Haisheng of Zhongtong Express with a smile.

"What other choice do we have? We fight him! With Liao Wei’s limited resources, how many months can he last?" said Nie Tengyu of Yunda Express, his face full of disdain.

"But he’s backed by Senlian Capital. If Chen Yansen decides to go all out and throws five or six billion into this, which one of us could handle it?"

Chen Dejun sighed and asked the question quietly.

In their eyes, Liao Wei was insignificant. But Chen Yansen was a different story. He was young and sitting on over 10 billion in cash. If it came to an all-out war, even if the Three Passes and One Reach won, they would be severely weakened.

"Alright, I’m going home to bed. Looking at you all, it’s obvious we’re not going to figure anything out."

Nie Tengyu abruptly stood up, ready to leave.

’Playing dirty is out, and a price war is out. So what’s the fucking point of this discussion?’

Nie Tengyu made up his mind. Tomorrow, he would lower his prices to match Cloud Speed Express and see who would fold first!

"Boss Nie, don’t be so hasty! Sit down, let’s talk it over. We should come up with a unified pricing strategy, join forces to suppress Cloud Speed. Cooperation is the only way we’ll make money!"

Zhongtong’s Lai Haisheng, a wide smile on his face, pulled Nie Tengyu back into his seat.

"If Liao Wei wants a price war, then we’ll give him one to the bitter end!" After some thought, Chen Dejun gritted his teeth and spoke with determination.

Just then, a knock came from the door.

The four men exchanged glances, and Lai Haisheng called out, "Come in!"

Then, a young man who looked like an assistant walked in, went straight to Chen Dejun’s side, and whispered a few words to him.

"What? Liao Wei was hit by a car?"

Chen Dejun looked at Yu Weijiao of Yuantong Express, his face a mask of utter shock.

Just three minutes ago, Yu Weijiao had said he wanted to have Liao Wei run over and killed.

Nie Tengyu of Yunda Express and Lai Haisheng of Zhongtong Express also immediately turned their gazes to Yu Weijiao.

"Fuck! Why are you all looking at me? I didn’t do it!"

Yu Weijiao snorted coldly and quickly refuted the unspoken accusation.

He had only said that deliberately because he saw the other three couldn’t make a decision.

With his current wealth and status, there was no need to resort to such ruthless measures for something that could be solved with money.

If he got caught, he might even end up in prison.

This wasn’t the early days of his business, when he would have stopped at nothing to grab market share.

He now had luxury cars and mansions, with more money in the bank than he could spend in several lifetimes. It wasn’t worth taking such a risk over Liao Wei.

But the other three men stared at Yu Weijiao, their faces full of suspicion, clearly unconvinced.

「Meanwhile.」

Chen Yansen had just finished dinner when he received a call from Liao Wei’s assistant with the news that Liao Wei had been hit by a car.

"Is he... alright?" Chen Yansen asked, stunned for a moment.

He never would have imagined that on the very first day of Cloud Speed’s price cut, someone would arrange for a dump truck to hit Liao Wei!

He couldn’t help but wonder, ’If I got hit by a truck, would I be able to survive it?’

"President Chen, President Liao is still undergoing emergency treatment. We don’t have details on his condition yet," the assistant replied.

"I understand. Send me the hospital’s address," Chen Yansen said.

In any case, Liao Wei had been working for him when the accident happened; he had to pay a visit.

After hanging up, Chen Yansen had Xu Xingxing book a flight to Tang City for that same night.

When he arrived at the hospital and had just walked inside, he saw four uniformed Inspectors questioning Liao Wei’s assistant.

"President Chen!" Upon seeing Chen Yansen, the assistant left the Inspectors and hurried over to greet him.

"How’s Lao Liao?" Chen Yansen asked.

"He just got out of surgery but hasn’t woken up yet. He has three broken ribs and a shattered leg bone. Luckily, no vital organs were hit, and his other injuries are minor," the assistant slowly explained.

"I’m Yan Liang from the Tang City Inspection Institute. And you are?" an Inspector who looked to be in his thirties, with coarse skin and rugged features, stepped forward to ask.

"Chen Yansen, owner of Cloud Speed Express. Liao Wei is my employee," Chen Yansen introduced himself simply.

"At 3:27 this afternoon, a Cloud Speed truck completely wrecked the Speed Peak Express station in Yiwu. And tonight, Liao Wei gets hit by a truck. Are you people running a business, or are you in a gang war?"