Chapter 176: Chicken Soup

Oh Oh Oh!

The trouble came from his 79-point physique!

As the growth of the body was completed, the body shape was fixed, the vital capacity of the lungs began to change, and the breathing rate slowed down... All these happened naturally.

So now, he could no longer get an income of 115,000 a day.

System, you deducted my salary!

Wang Yan wanted to ask angrily, "Do you think it's fair for me to earn so little money from the hard work of breathing?"

However, when he thought about the system's inflexibility... Forget it, the system wouldn't buy it!

He calmed down and thought rationally.

In essence, breathing wages and physique are in conflict. The better his physique, the lower the pay.

However, there was a limit to the decline of the salary. No matter how strong a person was, it was impossible for them not to breathe.

Therefore, once there was a chance, he should still improve his physique. Once he didn't need to worry about money, health was definitely more important than money.

Wang Yan did a simple test and found that the number of breaths per minute was around 18. He calculated in his mind and found there was still around 100,000 breathing wages per day.

It didn't decrease much.

In that case, he should just accept it calmly.

Then he thought about the new card he got yesterday.

With the current cash, if he bought the lucky roulette, he would only have 20,000 yuan left. So he had to wait until the weekend to buy it or find an opportunity to make some money.

He had already accumulated six cards in his inventory. Every time he glanced at them, he would feel extremely good.

However, the problem was that not every card could earn money.

For example, the newly obtained [Grumpy Bro] card could definitely save a lot of money, but it didn't necessarily earn money. Grumpy points had to reach more than 100 points in one go for him to earn money.

The interesting thing about the card was that he had to be hurt to accumulate grumpy points.

But to be honest, getting hurt and insulted was actually not a very pleasant thing.

As a god-level tycoon, I can't beg people to insult me, right?

The key was that even if I begged, it would be useless!

Once he gamed with a playful attitude, he wouldn't get grumpy at all.

Therefore, he had to play seriously, put all his heart into it, and perform superbly. Then, when rookies who knew nothing about the gaming skills slandered and insulted him, he'd get extremely grumpy.

With Wang Yan's current gaming level, if he played normally... Emmm, it wouldn't be difficult to be criticized.

If he played like a super professional... it would be slightly difficult.

Alright, he had to try his luck then.

Anyway, he didn't have use for it for the time being.

However, the appearance of [Grumpy Bro] wasn't meaningless. The damned card urged Wang Yan to make a difficult decision --

How to use the [ Luck or Strength ] card.

There were two ways: be a gaming master, or be extremely lucky.

The former was a permanently solidified skill, while the latter was a temporary buff.

This card could only be kept for 30 days until the 28th of this month. If it was not used, it would disappear.

Therefore, he definitely could not be a "Gaming master". If he increased his strength and became a master...

Then what was there to be grumpy about?!

Although President Wang had misjudged his strength, his overall logic was correct.

Therefore, he could start thinking about how to use the Luck buff now.

Wang Yan had a general idea in his mind, but he still needed the right timing and location, so he didn't rush it.

After thinking through all the cards and drawing up a plan in his mind, his roommates finally began to scramble out of their beds.

"F*ck! Hurry up! Hurry up and get up!"

Actually, it was still early for the gathering, but making bed and folding the quilt was very torturous.

There was one bad thing about having an air conditioner: once it was hot, you couldn't help but turn it on. Once it was turned on, you had to sleep under the quilt and then you'd oversleep.

Sleeping was comfortable, but when they woke up in the morning and saw the messy quilts, they all moaned in misery.

Then, they looked at Wang Yan's bed. The silk quilt he had used for the night had already been put back into his suitcase. The bed was neatly made, and the quilt that the school provided was sitting on the bed in the square shape of tofu.

"What the heck! Bro, you're getting a little out of touch with the ordinary people..." Squirrel was full of envy.

Wang Yan didn't even need to open his mouth to speak. Like Jade had jumped up to defend him.

"Big Brother is supposed to walk the high-end route. What, you have an objection?"

No, I don't. Okay?

I said I didn't have any objections, so why do you hit me?

In the bickering, they washed up and folded the quilts. In the end, only Wang Yan, Dutch Potato, and Brother-in-law had breakfast.

They discussed major issues as they ate.

"Who's going to buy sanitary pads?"

Dutch Potato and Brother-in-law stared at each other.

"You have a sister. You're familiar with this stuff. You go."

At the crucial moment, Dutch Potato was not stupid at all.

Song Chen looked pained. "Yeah, I did it for my sister... but now, let's be fair, okay?"

"If you have experience, you should go and that's fair!"

Wang Yan made the final decision. "Stop arguing. You two can play rock-paper-scissors."

Song Chen hurriedly agreed. "Sure, Potato, come on!"

"One round to decide the winner?"

"Just one round!"

Scissors, paper, rock!

Then, Brother-in-law went down to the shop gloomily.

As he walked, he thought about it and felt something was wrong.

The three of them were discussing something that involved all six roommates. Why was it that only two of them played rock-paper-scissors?!

F*ck, Brother Wang, you set me up again!

When he came back with a small black plastic bag, he looked at Wang Yan with sulkiness in his eyes...

Everyone was happy with their newly made insoles. Only Like Jade kept fiddling with the pads...

They continued the training.

When they were standing in the military posture, the instructor captain led a team to check their beds. As expected, each phalanxes had a few unlucky fellows.

The unlucky guys from the economics department... emmm, were Squirrel, Like Jade, and Sichuan Boy.

"I won't deduct your points since it's your first time. Twenty push-ups then. Get ready!"

For the entire morning, the boys got punished again. Wang Yan was the only one whom the instructor couldn't find any fault with. He enjoyed the morning training until they were dismissed.

He didn't bother to go out and ate in the cafeteria.

As he was eating, Wang Yan received an unexpected phone call, but he wasn't surprised.

It was from Ling Ya.

"Hello? Is this Young Master Wang?"

"Ling Ya, long time no see. How have you been?"

Ling Ya was really patient. She hadn't spoken to Wang Yan since the last time they talked.

Wang Yan had thought that the matter was over, but it seemed the little girl was obviously up to something big.

"Young Master Wang, the four of us still have four days before the end of our contract. We've decided that we won't renew the contract with Liu Yuanfang, so I called you to report the situation..."

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Ling Ya sounded very excited, and Wang Yan nodded calmly.

"Okay, go ahead, I'm listening."

Hearing Ling Ya's narration, Wang Yan finally understood the changes that had happened in the past two weeks in Mukbang.

The first was the rise of the Four Kings.

Mi Zi, Ling Ya, Da Gang, and Adai were named Four Kings by the netizens. They represented the top internet celebrities in the Mukbang.

In fact, there was still a difference in popularity among the four of them. Mi Zi, the strongest mukbanger was one level higher than the weakest one, Adai.

However, even the weakest Adai left the newcomers in the dust.

In a short period of time, no one could threaten their status.

Especially Mi Zi and Ling Ya. With their good looks, they had already been recognized officially by Douyu.

Of course, if they couldn't get a direct contract, they still had to join a guild.

Throughout the month, many agent companies and guilds had contacted them. The conditions they offered were basically in line with their status as quasi first-class stars, but the emphasis was different.

Wang Siming himself had talked with Mi Zi and Ling Ya separately.

Wang Yan asked directly, "Why don't you join him?"

Ling Ya had thought it through thoroughly. Upon hearing the question, she gave a response without hesitation.

"Young Master Wang, the conditions that the principal offered seem to be generous, but they mainly focus on long-term prospects.

"I'm just a poor kid from the grassroots. I don't know what the next year will be like or what it will be like three years from now, and I'm not that interested.

"Compared to you, the principal talks too much, has too big of an ambition, and has too high of an vision for me to trust him."

"For example, he told us on August 15 that the platform would be launched in early September, or at the latest in mid September. It turned out that the plan was drawn up a year ago, but the company was only registered at the end of July..."

"I asked Brother Gang later how long it takes to build a stable live broadcast platform.

"Brother Gang said that from recruiting people to write code to beta testing, it will take at least three months. As for whether it will be operating stably or not, it will depend on the strength of the programmers!"

Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly recalled the day when Wang Siming called him. It seemed to be the 16th?

Ling Ya continued.

"In any case, we'd rather join your guild than signing a contract with the principal's company.

"If the new platform goes online in mid September, the four of us will have a 10-day staying idle. Are we just going to do nothing and wait?

"What if it's postponed?

"If we stay in Douyu, at least our popularity will be stable and we won't lose fans. If the principal truly wants to sign us he can talk to you when his platform is stable.

"You and the principal are both people with status. It's more appropriate for you two to talk. We don't want to spent time on this."

Wang Yan wanted to laugh. I don't have any status at all!

But then again, as long as the plan to be tied to that card could be implemented smoothly, I will indeed have something to stand on...

For an individual, spending less than 5 million actually did not need any cover.

In this country, there were at least 10 million or more households that could fork out 5 million in cash. Among the 430 million households, the wealthiest 2.5% each had more than 5 million in net assets.

If he spent millions on a house or one to two million to buy a car, no one would investigate you.

They just didn't have so much resources to investigate you, right?

A large amount of cash flow would trigger the internal alarm of the bank. However, that thing was either artificial or a stream of information. Unless the amount was huge, it wouldn't be reported to the upper level.

With the system with him, there was actually no such risks for him.

Wang Yan did not know how the system worked, but he was sure that the system's money was not monitored.

Of course, the current situation was that the amount of money he could move was too insignificant.

In the future, even if the system did not leave any traces in transferring money, Wang Yan still had to have a cover.

Funds were untraceable, but he, as a person, could be found, right?

In fact, since he started reading the Creature from Jekyll Island: a Second Look at the Federal Reserve, Wang Yan had been thinking about these issues.

Wang Yan had benefited greatly from the book's discussion of the nature of money, issuing money, financial value, the effect of capital, and other issues.

After reading it twice, Wang Yan had grown from a high school student who knew nothing about finance to a god-level tycoon who had a rough understanding of the strength of money. This book had done him great good.

In fact, Wang Yan had been thinking about it all along. It was just that it was not the right time, so there was no need to do it right now.

He only had a few million yuan, and he could spend it whenever he wanted. Who would bother to investigate Wang Yan's parents, relatives, and sources of assets for such a small amount of money?

Were they crazy?

It would need a high-level authority to take action and track down Wang Yan and all his relatives

Then, another authority would have to get the information of their bank accounts and the flow of funds.

Finally, another authority would have to do the on-the-spot verification of the inherited property, cash, marketable assets, and so on.

When people applied to the court for enforcement of economic disputes, in many cases it was just impossible to find out the defendant's real financial situation.

It was really not that simple.

Wang Yan planned to set up a business before the winter vacation this year. His goal was not to cover up the small amount of money he possessed now, but to prepare for the future.

However, Ling Ya's beautiful misunderstanding was a good thing for him.

Wang Yan did not correct her. He just let everyone misunderstand his situation. It would be easier to do things with a cover.

"So, you have made up your mind to work with me?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Wang Yan could almost see Ling Ya nodding her head firmly on the other side of the line.

This girl was clever and full of ideas, and thus couldn't be underestimated...

"Mi Zi, Da Gang, and Dai all like you. They say that you're a good person with a cold veneer but a kind heart. Moreover, you're in the same boat as Mi Zi and I... Ah, I'm sorry, did I say too much?"

Wang Yan almost laughed.

In the same boat, my ass!

I don't have anorexia or Puke... You guys have a vivid imagination.

But then again, the Lianjian digestion tablets had indeed warmed their hearts and gave them hope.

It was a very good medicine, and it definitely wasn't cheap. I wonder... if you still have it...

Probably, this was another thing that they considered as they made the decision.

"Anyway, everyone thinks that we will not do bad to cooperate with you. Compared with you, Liu Yuanfang is nothing..."

Wang Yan smiled and shook his head. "Alright, you've repeatedly emphasized cooperation. Is there a cooperation plan?"

Finally getting to the business, Ling Ya became cautious.

"Uh, for the guild, you will definitely be the one to fund it and find someone to manage it... But, we hope that we can use our own brand value, contract fees, and other things to obtain a small amount of shares. Then, we won't have to worry about the income. We only want to take a small portion..."

"Sure, how much do you want?"

"AH? You agree to it just like that? !"

She was dumbfounded by Wang Yan's quick agreement.

"You all deserve it."

Wang Yan wanted to laugh.

Actually, if the four of you form a team, you'll have the qualifications to negotiate a partnership with any guild; you guys just need to consider what your priorities are.

I have no intention of making lots of money from you. I just want the cover. Why wouldn't I agree?

He obviously had something to gain in this deal, but President Wang still wanted to feed her some chicken soup.

"Ling Ya, you guys should be more confident and believe in your own value. Although I don't like this industry, I believe in you guys. So, tell me, how much do you want?"

Ling Ya was so touched that she felt like crying.

Why was Young Master Wang's soup so much better than Wang Siming's?

It was sweet!

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