Sun Shiyun suddenly received a phone call from the person in charge of the agency.
She and the people from the agency had fallen out, so there was nothing good left to say.
After hanging up a few times, the other party called several more times.
"Answer it and see what they have to say," said Yan Dongxu as he smoked a cigarette.
Sun Shiyun answered the phone, and Manager Qian from the other end immediately said, "Shiyun, you finally answered the phone."
"Don't hang up yet. I'm calling to apologize to you on behalf of the agency."
"I called you several times but you didn't answer, you must still be angry with us, right?"
"You blocked us on chat so I have no way to message you."
"We've transferred this month's salary to your account."
Sun Shiyun glanced at the text message, and the money had indeed been transferred over. She was instantly delighted.
"Manager Qian, what's made you suddenly change your tune? That's not what you were saying to me before." Sun Shiyun said sarcastically, still not yet appeased.
"Shiyun, we were in the wrong before. From now on, the agency won't take a cut from your gifts. Please don't terminate your contract with us."
"Heh, your attitude has done a complete 180. There must be a reason for that. Who knows if you're trying to trick me."
"No no no, how could that be? I've sent you the password to your streaming room and returned your account to you. Please continue streaming. It would be best if you stream together with Yan Dongxu. He's a top streamer now."
Sun Shiyun suddenly understood. "Oh! I get it now! You're being so polite to me because you saw my close relationship with Yan Dongxu!"
"Manager Qian, you really are a quintessential businessman. All about profit!"
Manager Qian was not angry and politely said, "Miss, please forgive us."
"We'll see. I'm hanging up for now!"
Sun Shiyun hung up the phone and sighed.
"Isn't this pretty good?" Yan Dongxu consoled.
"Humph. I didn't expect your influence to be so big. We won't even need the lawyer this time." Sun Shiyun knew Manager Qian had his sights set on Yan Dongxu's influence.
As long as she could stream together with Yan Dongxu a few times, the agency would definitely recruit a large batch of streamers wanting to cozy up to the top streamer.
The cut from each streamer's gifts was a considerable sum.
This sum was enough for Manager Qian to swallow his pride and grovel to get Sun Shiyun back.
"Since the other side has backed down, you guys should just dissolve things amicably. There's only two months left on the contract anyway," said Yan Dongxu.
"When it expires, I'll set up an agency and bring you in."
Yan Dongxu also planned to expand his streaming business. Establishing his own agency was the first step.
"Great! When the time comes I'll preside over it, leading your streamers to take over the industry." Sun Shiyun said.
Yan Dongxu gently flicked Sun Shiyun's nose, then motioned to rest.
He didn't stream tonight. He glanced at the streaming room and private messages, which had been flooded with comments from viewers.
【What's he off doing? Been so long with no stream?】
【Ah, how is this deep affection? This is the harvesting machine goddess.】
【Just imagining what you're doing now makes my heart ache.】
【Start up a class, I want to learn.】
【Slipped away, if he streams tonight I'll go eat shit!】
......
After the two rested and slept, to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yan Dongxu ran off to sleep in another room.
Sun Shiyun expressed understanding and went to bed herself.
She set an alarm to go witness the miracle at the set time.
Yan Dongxu laughed bitterly to himself, thinking everyone really was curious about his abilities.
Perhaps because he was too tired, Yan Dongxu slept very deeply.
He didn't wake up early in the morning.
Not until after 6 am was he pushed awake by Sun Shiyun.
"Wake up quick, there's a great beauty!"
Sun Shiyun whispered sneakily like a thief.
While talking, she motioned for Yan Dongxu to quickly look.
Still blurry-eyed, he glanced to the side and was instantly delighted.
Ancient beauty!
Too amazing!
The beauty was sleeping very deeply and had not yet noticed she had instantly moved here.
Yan Dongxu tried waking her up.
The woman opened her eyes, clear and bright like gemstones.
Even Sun Shiyun as another woman was fascinated.
"Hmm? How did I get here?"
"You're Yan Dongxu. I've seen you online before. Is it my turn today?"
The woman spoke gently and refined, giving an elegant impression.
"Yes, it'll be easier since you know me already. Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Yan Dongxu said.
"Big bro, is this how you always introduce yourself to beauties? Sounds like a creep!"
"Saying you're not a bad person makes you sound even more like one!"
Sun Shiyun couldn't help but retort.
Ha!
The beauty smiled amusedly at the two fools in front of her.
"Pretty sister, you're so gorgeous, such nice skin. Oh right, I'm called Sun Shiyun. What's your name?"
Yan Dongxu's eyelid kept twitching, an expression of disgust on his face. "How can you say that about me? You sound even creepier!"
"Bah! What do I as a woman have to fear?" Sun Shiyun stuck out her chest confidently.
"My name is Ye Qingya. I do cultural and creative work around traditional Chinese style. If you're interested, you can search up Qingya Pavilion."
"No wonder big sis looks so distinguished, exuding the temperament of a classical beauty inside and out. Just love it."
Sun Shiyun was exceptionally good at schmoozing. While talking, she went over and hooked Ye Qingya's arm.
Ye Qingya's face turned red from Sun Shiyun's abnormal development.
She glanced at her own chest and couldn't help a flash of insecurity in her eyes.
"Alright alright, sticking to people all day like a piece of dogshit glue. That'll be a burden." Yan Dongxu reminded.
"Humph! I'll stick if I want. You're just jealous." Sun Shiyun arrogantly retorted.
"Wait here, I'll have Xu Yiyi bring over some clothes when she comes."
Yan Dongxu went out to message Xu Yiyi, while calming his excitement.
Ye Qingya was too beautiful, simply his ideal type.
Even if they did nothing, just letting him look at her all day, he'd be willing.
Xu Yiyi said she'd be over shortly. Hearing Yan Dongxu praise Ye Qingya's looks, she became even more curious what Ye Qingya looked like.
While waiting, he looked up information on Qingya Pavilion.
He discovered Ye Qingya's qipaos were peerless, proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy and painting.
In the cultural and creative circle she was a top level expert. Many fans didn't want her to gain mainstream attention, afraid too many new fans would disturb her.
"A few written words selling for tens of thousands?" Yan Dongxu was dumbfounded.
He thought to himself Ye Qingya was literally a human money printing machine. Definitely a little rich woman.
"Yan Dongxu! Come make food, Qingya sister is hungry! She agreed just now to stay and play with us a few days."
"Sis also said she watched my streams before and is my fan!"
Sun Shiyun was showing off in the bedroom.
Yan Dongxu was extremely delighted. He thought this lass really knew how to get things done. Ye Qingya staying was precisely what he wished.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
