Chapter 68: Am I Only Worth One Yuan?

Before he could finish his sentence, his gaze inadvertently swept over the transfer amount.

Then, his voice came to an abrupt halt.

His smile froze on his face.

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One yuan?
Exactly one yuan?

"You!!!" He turned his head in disbelief, pointing at Jiang Zhiyun, so furious that he could barely speak coherently. "O... one yuan?!"

He, the exalted God of Music, creator of palace-grade songs worthy of entering the annals of history, was only worth one yuan?!

This was an insult to his art! This was a trampling of his dignity!

Watching him look so utterly defeated, Jiang Zhiyun felt the stifled anger that had accumulated all evening instantly dissipate.

She leisurely put away her phone, met Chen Yu's murderous glare, and let out a soft "hum."

"What? You think it's too little?"

"This isn't a matter of whether it's little or not!"

Chen Yu's chest heaved violently with rage. "Jiang Zhiyun, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to brush off a beggar?"

"Let me ask you, how much is our relationship worth to you that you only transfer one yuan? In your heart, is our relationship only worth one yuan?"

Seeing him exasperated and furious, Jiang Zhiyun felt even more pleased. She lazily leaned back in her seat, her red lips parting slightly: "You're overthinking it."

"Huh?" Chen Yu was stunned.

"Our relationship is priceless to me."

Jiang Zhiyun said indifferently.

Hearing this, Chen Yu's anger subsided just a little. At least she still had some conscience left.

"Then why did you give me one yuan..."

"As for your service fee," Jiang Zhiyun glanced at him and added leisurely, "Don't worry, not a single cent will be missing. I've already had the finance department set aside a sum of money specifically for you. Whenever you want to use it in the future, just let me know."

With that, she pushed open the car door, got out carrying a sleeping Niannian, gently opened the back seat door, and placed her daughter into the child safety seat.

"You..."

Chen Yu was completely dumbfounded by her series of actions.

You're holding onto my money for me?

What kind of logic is this? Why should you hold onto my money? How is this any different from handing over a salary card to a wife?

No wait, we're not even a real married couple!

She watched as Jiang Zhiyun closed the car door, walked around the front of the vehicle, and headed straight for the driver's seat.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll drive. You're too emotional, not suitable for driving."

Jiang Zhiyun's tone allowed for no objection.

She opened the door, got in, and slammed it shut with a "bang."

The whole process was smooth and fluid, radiating the full aura of an overbearing corporate executive.

Leaving only Chen Yu in the passenger seat, left fluttering in the wind as he stared at that one-yuan transfer on his phone.

The livestream chat was already in absolute uproar.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!]
[Murder and soul-crushing! Absolute murder and soul-crushing! I give President Jiang's move a full score!]
[God Yu: How much is our relationship worth in your heart? (Expectant face) President Jiang: Priceless! (Affectionate face) God Yu: Then what about my service fee... President Jiang: One yuan. (Indifferent face)]
[The summary above is too brilliant! I'm rolling on the bed laughing, my mom thinks I'm having a seizure!]
[President Jiang means: I'll keep the money for you, from now on you're my person! Ahhhhh I ship this so hard!]
[God Yu: I treated you like a boss, and you actually want to keep me as your kept man?!]

Sitting in the passenger seat, Chen Yu stewed in sullen anger the entire way.

He finally saw it clearly; counting on this woman was completely hopeless.

What did keeping the money for him even mean? Put nicely it was safekeeping, but put bluntly, wasn't that just trying to fleece him with empty promises?

Drawing big pie in the sky!

Damn capitalist!

Indeed, if women are reliable, pigs can climb trees.

If he wanted to achieve financial freedom, he still had to rely on himself!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and a bold idea gradually took shape in his mind.

He had so many classic songs from Earth; just selling them to Jiang Zhiyun alone was simply wasting heavenly treasures!

On top of that, he had to look at her expression and suffer humiliation over a single yuan.

No way!

He was going to start his own music company!

Be his own boss, release his own songs, and make his own money!

When the time came, he would build a music empire of his own and let the aborigines of this world witness what true music was all about!

By then, he would crush this petty woman Jiang Zhiyun with sheer money!

Thinking of this, Chen Yu's mood suddenly brightened. The previous gloom was swept away, replaced by a burning passion for entrepreneurship.

Yes, that's what he would do!

Early the next morning, Chen Yu took Niannian to school as usual.

Just as the car came to a steady stop at the entrance of the primary and secondary school, a female teacher dressed in professional business attire and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking highly capable and intellectual, walked up with a full smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Chen, Niannian!"
"Hello, Mr. Chen. I am Niannian's new head teacher, my surname is Li. Teacher Wang has already resigned due to personal reasons."

[Pfft, personal reasons (meaning fired).]
[This school's efficiency is something else. God Yu only showed a tiny bit of dissatisfaction yesterday, and they replaced someone at the speed of light today.]
[The new Teacher Li seems to be on a much higher tier. That smile, that tone, you can tell she's a professional at a glance.]

Teacher Li's attitude was enthusiastic to the point of being obsequious. She bent down and spoke to Niannian in her gentlest voice:
"Niannian, hurry into the classroom. Teacher prepared your favorite strawberry mini-cake for you today."
"Thank you, Teacher Li!"

Niannian smiled sweetly, shouldered her small backpack, and skipped happily into the school.

Chen Yu had a pretty good impression of this new teacher, at least she was much better than that previous Teacher Wang.

He nodded and was about to turn away when Teacher Li called out to him.

"Ah, Mr. Chen, please wait a moment."
"Is something wrong, Teacher Li?"

Teacher Li adjusted her glasses and said with an amiable smile:
"It's like this, the school is holding its annual parent-child sports meeting next week, which requires parents to accompany their children to participate."
"I noticed on the sign-up sheet that the name of Niannian's parent is still blank, so I wanted to ask, will you be participating or will the child's mother?"

She added, "One of the events is a class tug-of-war competition, which requires ten parents to participate together. This competition is related to the collective honor of the class, so... we still hope the family can send a parent with relatively good physical strength."

Relatively good physical strength?
Wasn't that a hint for a male parent to come?

Chen Yu replied without even thinking: "I'll participate."

Jokes aside, Jiang Zhiyun that woman, an ultra-busy conglomerate president, letting her participate in an elementary school sports meeting?
The mental image was too much; he didn't dare to imagine it.

Besides, for a physical task like tug-of-war, with her delicate frame, let alone pulling the rope, she'd be lucky not to be dragged flying away by it.