I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 145 I've Got an Idea for Spending Money (36)

Zhang Yun's departure was just a minor incident for the Xu Group, but for the "Strange Tales of Dazexiang" project team, it was undoubtedly an earthquake.

They had just celebrated that "The Strange Tales of Dazexiang" had surpassed one million views, some were already dreaming of becoming permanent employees, and others were carefully reading the company's articles of association, looking forward to the bonuses to come.

"I still have 400,000 yuan in student loans. I hope the scholarship will be more generous, so I can at least pay off 30,000 yuan."

"Can you pay off your student loan early? Mine can't; I have to keep paying it off."

"I really envy you guys, you only have student loans. Mine is a spiritual root loan. My parents secretly took out a loan on my spiritual root without my knowledge, and I didn't know anything about it until it was too late."

“Spiritual root loan is nothing compared to physical body loan. My primordial spirit came to work, and my physical body was made into a flesh puppet to work in a factory. I haven’t seen my body for a year.”

Aren't you afraid of turning into a zombie?

"I'm scared! The last time I saw them, they were covered in red mold! The factory supervisor said it was just because of the damp weather! Your house is covered in mold and red hair!"

"I hope the prize money will be bigger this time."

"Me too, but with sales of a million, that's over a billion, right? I should be able to get tens of thousands in bonuses."

"Stop talking, Manager Zhang is here."

Upon seeing Zhang Yun enter, they sent Jiang Qiao as their representative to inquire about the bonus.

But after seeing Zhang Yun's expression, the office, which had just been filled with a cheerful atmosphere, immediately fell silent.

Looking around at everyone, Zhang Yun said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm leaving the company."

"Huh? What about us?"

"Fired."

"Wait! Manager Zhang, you can't make jokes like that!"

"That's right, I haven't paid off my loan yet, and the debt collectors are waiting at the door!"

Looking helplessly at everyone, Zhang Yun continued, "Everyone will receive a month's compensation. The group's enforcement team will be here shortly. Everyone should pack their things and leave as soon as possible. Once you're out, don't say too much, otherwise the Xu Group has the right to come and kill you on the grounds of violating the group's confidentiality agreement."

"No, I've worked so hard for so long, why are you firing me?"

"I'm already sixty years old. Are there any jobs in the world that I can do? Many places don't even look at resumes from people who are sixty."

"Is becoming a sword cultivator the only option left?"

Zhang Yun felt helpless in the face of everyone's comments.

Especially when facing Jiang Qiao.

This newcomer has a lot of ideas; if nurtured, he could very well become an excellent dream weaver in the future.

pity……

The group still wanted to try, but when they saw the office door open and the law enforcement team appear at the door, they decisively shut up and began packing their belongings.

On the day that "Tales of Dazexiang" sold over a million copies, the Xu Group fired the newly established Dazexiang Studio.

However, the group did not pay attention to this.

They were simply indulging in a beautiful dream, hoping that the dream would attract more attention and that players could influence the Star Lord to gain even more transcendent power.

The day after its release, "Strange Tales of Dazexiang" sold over two million copies.

Although some voices claimed that "Bai Ze" was fake and that the Xu Group was just trying to ride the wave of popularity, everything else paled in comparison to the two million-dollar celebration.

The Xu Group hasn't had a blockbuster product with a sales volume of two million in a long time, and this number is enough for them to use some resources to cover up these rumors.

According to the group's internal estimates, the final sales of "Tales of Dazexiang" are likely to reach ten million, which has made them fully prepared to eliminate all those who are preventing them from making money.

Dozens of CNC machine tools were purchased, and the Xu Group's factory went all out, producing a large number of external display devices, just waiting to be sold.

As sales increased, the ancestral deity at the center of the Xu Group smiled. "Little Twenty-Three, you certainly didn't disappoint me."

He could sense that a certain star deity had noticed this place and had quietly descended.

The other party is a righteous god of the Joyful Heaven, with a high status, comparable to the Five Virtue Star Lords.

He was ready to absorb "The Strange Tales of Dazexiang" and, once absorbed, would incorporate some of its ideas into it.

In this way, this star lord will become even closer to the Xu Group and become one of their allies.

The staff of the Xu Group were overjoyed at the arrival of the other party.

They felt less and less tired, became more proactive, could fall asleep without injections or medication before bed, and could even greet their supervisors with a smile when they were being suppressed.

Amidst the laughter and joy, something happened that they overlooked.

Wang Ma woke up.

The reporters outside had already left; after all, the hype surrounding Bai Ze's thirty seconds had died down, and the current focus was on "Strange Tales of Dazexiang".

The people sent by the Xu Group to bribe Wang Ma have already left. After all, there's no need to bribe a washed-up internet celebrity, and there's no need to waste this money.

Only a few reporters hastily wrote their reports before immediately leaving to chase the next hot topic.

Wang Ma didn't care about this.

He simply packed his things, thanked the ranger who had saved him, left some gifts, and then walked to the place where he had lost consciousness.

Traces of their previous escape remain here, with numerous dead parasitic leeches lying around, each one resembling dried snot.

Standing where he had fainted, Wang Ma stomped his foot on the ground and said, "Okay."

"What's so good about it?" Bai Ze asked curiously.

"I collapsed here, so let's start from here. Let's continue the live stream."

He opened the website and saw that quite a few things seemed to have happened during the time he was unconscious.

He thought his account would be banned, but to his surprise, the website kept it.

Puzzled, he opened his private messages and saw that the management of Ah Zhan had actually sent him an email:

[Dear Mr. Wang Ma, your account previously posted inappropriate content, but due to the urgency of the matter, we did not block it. Furthermore, we noticed that the video became our most popular post of the day, attracting some visitors to register and become our members. A hundredfold increase in traffic is truly impressive.]

As you can see, Ah Zhan is on the verge of extinction. But your appearance reminds us of its former glory, and perhaps it can save Ah Zhan.

[Although it may be a bit presumptuous, could you please continue your livestream? And it's alright if characters from *Shan Hai Jian Wen Lu* appear; I've already broken the rules, so any viewership I can get is welcome.]

After reading the private message, Wang Ma could sense the humility and helplessness on the other end.

After thinking for a moment, he manifested his beast form, revealing his current appearance:

"Friends, I'm doing great now, let's keep going!"

Although it was just a simple greeting, the live stream immediately topped the charts and became the most popular stream on Ah Station that day.

He felt a bit strange seeing people sharing "Tales of Dazexiang".

What the heck is "Strange Tales of Dazexiang"?

I'm playing "Shan Hai Jian Wen Lu"!

However, he only felt it was a similar dream, so he didn't care and continued on his way.

Upon seeing this video, Chen Yu, who was still worried about the little devil, suddenly had an idea.

I've got an idea for how to spend money!
(End of this chapter)