Chapter Fifty-three: Azure Sea Manor The End
Early the next morning, Jiang Yun took Li Lulu and Mao Yi with him and boarded a flight back to the Magic City.
The very first thing Jiang Yun did upon returning was to rush to the relevant authorities and register his own company.
“Boss, what shall we call our company?” Li Lulu, holding a briefcase, her glasses perched on her nose, wore a figure-hugging professional dress that showed off her fair, elegant legs.
“Yes, Teacher, what’s the company’s name?” Mao Yi asked.
“Let’s call it… let’s call it…” Jiang Yun lifted his head in thought.
Li Lulu and Mao Yi waited in silence for his answer.
“We’ll call it ‘Cang Hai Mountain Villa’!”
“Cang Hai Mountain Villa—what a great name!” Mao Yi exclaimed with feeling.
What a ridiculous name, Li Lulu groused inwardly. To her, it sounded like something straight out of a melodramatic martial arts novel.
But Jiang Yun was the boss—he could do whatever he pleased, as long as he was happy.
Two days later, the company was officially registered.
Jiang Yun began searching for office space, with Li Lulu assisting in the selection.
“Boss, I think this one is pretty good. It’s only ten million a year for an entire floor, though it is a bit far from the city center.”
Jiang Yun scanned the materials Li Lulu had gathered and said calmly, “Let’s go with this one.”
“Understood, Boss!”
Jiang Yun looked at Li Lulu and Mao Yi. “I promise you, one day, we’ll buy an office building in the city center. Our company will stand tall right in the heart of the city.”
“Alright, Boss, I’ll be waiting for that day!”
“Teacher, I’ll be looking forward to it too!”
With the office lease sorted, Cang Hai Mountain Villa Entertainment & Media Company was officially established.
That very day, Mao Yi signed on as the company’s first artist.
Li Lulu, acting as both assistant and CEO, managed all the company’s affairs.
Cang Hai Mountain Villa began recruiting staff, though at the moment only peripheral positions like the PR team were being filled.
“Boss, our PR team is up and running; the rest can wait. But the legal team can’t be delayed,” Li Lulu reported.
Jiang Yun nodded. “You handle these things. As for the legal team…”
“I’ll take care of it!”
Jiang Yun sent a WeChat message to Yu Qing: “Are you there?”
“Beep!”
“What is it, Mr. Busy? Finally remembered me?”
“I need your help with something,” Jiang Yun replied.
“Beep!”
“What is it?”
“I’ve set up a company.”
“Beep!”
“You’ve set up a company?!”
“Yes, started my own business,” Jiang Yun answered.
“So what do you need from me?” Yu Qing asked.
“My company is just getting started, and I need to set up a legal team. Do you have any classmates or contacts you could introduce me to?”
“I see! Why don’t you come to my place and we’ll talk?”
“Where do you live?”
“I live right across from you. Hasn’t your little assistant told you?”
Jiang Yun was momentarily speechless. That Li Lulu! He’d have to dock her pay for this oversight.
“Alright, wait for me. I’m at the office now, but I’ll drop by your place tonight.”
“Sounds good!”
They chatted a bit more, then Jiang Yun put down his phone.
He sent a message to Li Lulu: “Come to my office.”
Knock, knock, knock.
“Come in!”
Li Lulu entered. “Boss, is there something you need?”
“Are you hiding something from me?” Jiang Yun asked her with a sly smile.
“No, of course not!” Li Lulu was genuinely baffled.
“Then what’s going on with Yu Qing?”
“Who is Yu Qing?”
Jiang Yun could tell from her expression that she wasn’t pretending. He explained, “Yu Qing is the person who lives across from us.”
“Oh, her!” Li Lulu recalled. “That night when you were drinking with King Zhou and I couldn’t get you home, I asked her to help.”
“Alright, that’s all I needed to know.” Jiang Yun waved her off.
Just as Li Lulu was about to leave, another knock sounded at the door.
“Come in!”
Mao Yi entered.
“Master.”
“What is it?” Jiang Yun asked.
“Master, didn’t you say you’d arrange a place for me to stay? I’ve been living in hotels these past days.”
“I remember! After work this afternoon, come back to my place with me.”
Li Lulu looked puzzled. “Boss, are you planning to have Mao Yi live with us?”
“Yes, why?”
“No way!” Li Lulu exploded. “I don’t agree!”
Jiang Yun was taken aback. “Why not? What’s the problem?”
“No means no!”
“But Mao Yi doesn’t have anywhere else to stay,” Jiang Yun argued.
“Even so, it’s not happening!” Li Lulu was adamant.
Mao Yi glanced at the two of them, a knowing look in his eyes, then turned to Jiang Yun.
“How about this, Master—you have a lounge in your office. I’ll stay here.”
Seeing Li Lulu’s utter refusal, Jiang Yun nodded. “Alright then, sorry for the inconvenience, Mao Yi.”
“It’s no trouble at all, Boss. Take care of yourself!”
Mao Yi’s last words left Jiang Yun momentarily lost for words.
After seeing them out, Jiang Yun opened his laptop and started writing. He typed thirty thousand words, split into ten chapters, and published them all.
At the end of the last chapter, he wrote, “The End,” and clicked publish.
A moment later…
“Beep! You have a new private message!”
“Beep! You have a new private message!”
“Beep! You have…”
Jiang Yun stared at the endless stream of notifications. His computer froze, and the author’s backend crashed.
“Beep! You’ve gained a Golden Patron!”
“Beep! You’ve gained a Golden Patron!”
“Beep! You’ve gained…”
Within just an hour, Jiang Yun had thirty Golden Patrons.
Now, his novel, “Battle Horse Soaring the Heavens,” had five hundred patrons, fifty of whom were Golden.
Clicks had surpassed a hundred million.
“Battle Horse Soaring the Heavens” had gone viral.
“Master San Yu is amazing—he finished a five-million-word novel in less than half a year.”
“The finale is here—my youth is over!”
“San Yu, when’s the new book coming?”
“San Yu, we want to read your next novel!”
Readers flooded the review section with comments.
Jiang Yun smiled and shook his head at the sight.
Ring, ring!
Jiang Yun’s phone rang. He picked up.
“Hello, San Yu, is your new book ready?”
“It’s ready,” Jiang Yun replied.
“Then hurry up and upload it. I’ll review it for you!”
“Alright…”
But Jiang Yun hadn’t noticed that the reward function had been enabled.
“System, open my personal panel.”
Beep!
Host: Jiang Yun.
Singing: S-level (enough to carry a grand concert)
Acting: D+ (you’re more talented than a child)
Directing: D (can direct a low-budget indie film)
Skills: Special Forces Physique, Master Chef, Piano Virtuoso, S-level Hand Speed, Clear Logic, Martial Arts Mastery, Permanent Hacker Services.
Songs owned: “Words Contradict the Heart,” “Crossing the Seas to See You,” “Fragrant Rice,” “Sorrowful Pacific,” “Getting Rich,” “A Night in Summer Capital,” “Blue and White Porcelain,” “Fly Freely,” “Little Apple,” “The Brightest Star in the Night Sky,” “The Moon on the Fifteenth,” “You Said I’m Your Superhero,” “Hero,” “Withered Chrysanthemum,” “Orchid Pavilion.”
Piano pieces: “Canon,” “Wedding in the Dream.”
Novels: “Battle Horse Soaring the Heavens.”
Items: 3 S-level Acting Experience Cards, 1 One-Time Hacker Experience Card (expired).
Popularity: 1,103,086.
Seeing that his popularity had climbed back over a million, Jiang Yun nodded in satisfaction.
“System, redeem ‘A Perfect World.’”
Beep! Congratulations, Host, redemption successful. Deducted 100,000 popularity. Current popularity: 1,003,086.
Jiang Yun opened his computer, created a new book—“A Perfect World.”
And so, the serialization of “A Perfect World” began.