Chapter 2322: Chapter 1475: Journey to the Western Heaven for Sacred Scriptures

"President Niu, don’t you think your office is missing a painting?"

The Chairman’s Office of Speed’s Board of Directors.

Niu Jili, who grew step by step from a rural boy to a business leader, looked around in confusion, his eyes filled with doubt, and then looked back at the "Angel Investor" in front of him.

"...I don’t quite understand what Mr. Jiang means."

Jiang Chen smiled, "The photo of President Niu drinking with the delivery staff has been blowing up the internet recently."

Niu Jili suddenly realized, then smiled somewhat "bashfully."

"I think that photo could win the Best Photography Award of the year," Jiang Chen continued to praise.

Heartfelt praise.

A billionaire boss and a grassroots delivery man sitting together at a table, exchanging drinks; in society, even if it’s just for show, it’s very rare.

Moreover, Speed’s founder, truly from the grassroots, is different from other big entrepreneurs. He still retains a folksy vibe; anyone who sees that photo can clearly feel it. In the photo, Niu Jili, wearing a delivery uniform, holds up a beer glass. His gaze is firm and spirited, though his hair is graying, having already passed fifty; he exudes a strong vigor and genuine sincerity without any sign of pretense.

Never forget the original intention.

These four short words are easier said than done.

How many people, after reaching a high position, can still remember their beginnings?

Leading the way for others to become rich was a motto often passed around during Niu Jili’s era, but what was the reality?

Not to mention mentorship, those who got rich first even went out of their way to suppress those who came after.

But there are always exceptions.

Back in the day, Niu Jili was so poor that when he got into college and received the admission notice, he still relied on the villagers to collectively gather the tuition for him due to his poor family background.

Oh yes.

Also, a basket of eggs.

Of course.

At this moment, Niu Jili was no longer that impoverished rural boy; the two were not comparable anymore. But compared with others in this circle, he undoubtedly can empathize more with the grassroots people.

Jiang Chen providing help during Niu Jili’s difficult times was not without reason.

"Mr. Jiang, you are joking. It was merely on a whim. Speed’s market share finally broke through 40%, so I thought of having a drink with the delivery brothers. Next time, there might not be a chance to sit and drink with them."

As he spoke, Niu Jili habitually liked to press his lips together, his brows knit, his face showing pride and a hint of sadness.

Liu Bei is often accused of being a hypocrite, but if one can play the role of a hypocrite for a whole life, is that still being a hypocrite?

At his level, doing it once is understandable, but if done too often, he would definitely be criticized for showboating.

Just like philanthropists who donate and still face criticism.

But can those who criticize put their own money where their mouth is?

Not to say big numbers, they probably wouldn’t even spend a pack of cigarette money.

It’s lonely at the top, and Jiang Chen could understand his feelings. "Although you can’t often sit and drink with them, President Niu, they should understand your intentions. Among so many entrepreneurs nationwide, it’s good enough if employees don’t badmouth them behind their backs. How many, like President Niu, are genuinely called ’Brother Niu’ from the heart?"

Niu Jili couldn’t help but smile with pride, his eyes full of joy, seemingly more glorious than the milestone Speed achieved in gaining market share.

This business leader, who once didn’t notice his wife’s beauty and faced multiple setbacks, indeed possesses a unique charisma.

"Actually, they should thank you more, Mr. Jiang. Without your strong support, I wouldn’t have been able to help them fight for their due rights. At that drinking gathering, a brother who had worked at Speed for over a decade came with his wife to toast me. They met at Speed, fell in love at Speed, married at Speed, and had their children at Speed. Mr. Jiang, do you know what moved me the most?"

"When they toasted me, they said they wanted their children to join Speed in the future!"

Was it moving?

Looking at the sparkle in his eyes, it should be pure pride even more so!

For an entrepreneur, what is the greatest achievement?

It shouldn’t be about how much profit was made.

Nor how much tax was paid.

Or marrying a beautiful wife.

But being genuinely loved by employees.

When employees hope their children can work at the company in the future, it’s undoubtedly the greatest recognition and praise for an entrepreneur.

"That won’t do. Speed is a private company; we can’t adopt state-owned enterprise practices and establish a hereditary system."

Jiang Chen joked.

Niu Jili immediately laughed, a broad smile, "I told them the same. Let their children study well and pursue their dreams in the future. They shouldn’t have to struggle as they did. Delivering food isn’t exactly an honorable job."

This grassroots business leader shows his down-to-earth nature.

How could other business tycoons say such things?

They would unquestionably talk about the dignity of labor and how it’s the most honorable.

But let alone sitting with delivery men for drinks—even sharing the same space, they might find it dirty.

The people always speaking sweet words are the ones who need to be most wary.

"Delivering food isn’t honorable, but delivering for Speed is quite respectable," Jiang Chen jokingly added.

As a disruptive force in the industry before Speed entered the food delivery field, to be honest, delivering food was not considered a profession in the eyes of the public and was less stable than even sweeping streets.

But Speed changed the fate of millions of delivery riders.

It was Speed that first proposed and implemented social insurance and housing funds. Even if the whole industry later followed grudgingly, Speed, as the whistleblower, still implanted a new stereotype into society.