Chapter 241: President Wang is Kind

Chapter 241: President Wang is a Kind Man

Listening to the torrent of inside information Zhang Pianpian shared about university majors, Zhang Yu could not help but sigh.

"Choosing a university major is practically like a second reincarnation."

"Even in the exact same school, a good choice makes you nobility, while a poor one relegates you to an untouchable."

Zhang Yu then inquired about the faculty, mentioning that since he had passed the Foundation Building exam, he was entitled to nominate a specific mentor.

Zhang Pianpian offered to look into the matter and brief him when next they met, though her knowledge was strictly confined to the inner workings of Myriad Laws University.

Yet, armed with such extensive intelligence on Myriad Laws University from her, Zhang Yu found his inclination toward the institution growing stronger.

"With my sister’s assistance, I will clearly possess a distinct advantage once I enter Myriad Laws University."

After terminating the call, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen walked along the familiar road home, where he voiced his thoughts aloud.

Bai Zhenzhen nodded in hearty concurrence. "Attending the same university as our mother is, of course, a wonderful prospect. I raise both hands in approval."

Right then, Fu Ji’s voice interjected, "Myriad Laws University belongs to the Myriad Laws Sect. Among the ten grand sects, it stands on equal footing with the Underworld Palace and the Heavenly Demon Sect—they comprise the upper three of the ten grand sects."

"Naturally, Myriad Laws University, Underworld University, and Heavenly Demon University are the three most formidable institutions among the ten."

Zhang Yu understood that although the top ten universities occupied the absolute pinnacle of education, a hierarchy inevitably existed even among the elite.

Discovering that Myriad Laws University was one of the triumvirate ruling the top ten, his heart inclined toward it even more.

Especially when he considered the nomenclature of the other two candidates. Underworld University? Heavenly Demon University?

What manner of environment festered within those campuses... Zhang Yu dared not even imagine.

Yet, no sooner had Fu Ji praised Myriad Laws than her tone shifted, offering a sharp reminder: "While Zhang Pianpian’s assistance is indeed a great boon for your admission to Myriad Laws University,"

"She remains under the direct scrutiny of an Orthodox God and is a student of the Talisman Department. The closer you draw to her, the more likely you are to attract that extra divine attention, which increases the chance of my existence being unearthed."

Hearing Fu Ji’s stark warning, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen once again found themselves entangled in deep hesitation.

In the days that followed, as Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen returned to their campus routines, a greater influx of corporate representatives began approaching them on behalf of the upper-tier universities.

Because the Oasis Group had already shattered the veil of secrecy, these university-representing corporate suits abandoned all reservations, approaching Zhang Yu directly to lay out the specific terms offered by their respective institutions.

Days dissolved in a blur, and once the representatives concluded their negotiations with Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, leaving behind their contact details, they departed one by one, allowing a semblance of peace to return to the campus of Sungyang High School.

Zhang Yu stared at the digital document on his phone, a meticulous record he had compiled over the past few days detailing the terms extended by each university.

Owing to the constraints of the ritual, every university outside the top ten had been summarily disqualified.

At present, the document preserved only the names of ten universities and their relevant departments.

Zhang Yu mused silently, "Myriad Laws University offers majors suited for both myself and Ah Zhen. The benefits are not the absolute best, but they are decent, and we would have my sister’s backing."

"However..."

His gaze drifted toward Vajra University. This direct affiliate of the Vajra Sect placed immense value on Zhang Yu’s physical cultivation potential, promising not only a direct track to a doctorate but also a willingness to sponsor a Heavenly Spiritual Root, alongside an application for a part-time military post upon enrollment to grant him future access to military-grade cultivation techniques.

"The Vajra Sect offers me the most lavish terms."

"But the conditions extended to Ah Zhen are somewhat lacking..."

Zhang Yu then turned his eyes to Heavenly Sword University. This institution, directly under the Heavenly Sword Sect, had taken a keen interest in Bai Zhenzhen’s performance during the Foundation Building exam, offering her the most luxurious terms.

"Judging strictly by the compensation, I ought to join the Vajra Sect, and Ah Zhen should go to the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Yet if we attend Myriad Laws University together, though the initial benefits are lesser, my sister’s aid would afford us a superior advantage in choosing majors and mentors..."

"Furthermore, there is the problem of Fu Ji to consider..."

"Alas..."

Pondering for an eternity, Zhang Yu only found his thoughts twisting into tighter knots, utterly incapable of arriving at a resolution.

Confronted with the choice of a university and a major—a veritable second chance at birth—both he and Bai Zhenzhen exercised ultimate caution, yet the more variables they weighed, the more agonizingly difficult the choice became.

Fu Ji remarked impassively, "There is no need for haste. You need only decide before the college entrance examination registration deadline."

"If you can amass enough funds to purchase a proper spiritual root and complete your Foundation Building before the exams are finished, your leverage for negotiation will rise, and perhaps the choice will not seem so paralyzing then."

Zhang Yu nodded, resolving to take the long view.

On the evening following the conclusion of their meetings with all the university representatives, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen received another invitation from President Wang of the Oasis Group.

Adhering to the designated appointment, the duo arrived at the 999th floor of the Center Tower.

Zhang Yu recalled that their last visit to this place had been for an art exhibition hosted by Li Xuelian, the daughter of Perfected Master Xinghuo.

Stepping onto the 999th floor now, they found the interior decor and furnishings completely transformed; the original exhibition hall had been remade into a sprawling luxury residence and office suite.

A youth clad in a crimson robe with a mane of fiery red hair stood before the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, gazing out over the nightscape of Sungyang City.

As Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen arrived, the youth turned around, offering a slight smile. "The Oasis Tower will take some time to finish, forcing me to make do with this temporary arrangement."

"I originally intended to seek you out directly at your school, but I reasoned you must be terribly occupied negotiating with the various university representatives these past few days, so I refrained from disturbing you."

From the very first glance at this red-haired, red-robed youth, Zhang Yu’s overriding impression was one of profound friendliness.

Within those exceptionally clear eyes, he could discern not a single shred of hostility, only innocence, benevolence, and warmth.

This was a gaze Zhang Yu had not witnessed in Kunxu for a very, very long time, leaving him temporarily dazed.

The youth stepped forward and continued, "My name is Wang Yin. You may call me President Wang."

"In truth, we have met before. During the final round of the Foundation Building exam, I watched your match. At that moment, I told myself that I absolutely must have these two talents."

Hearing this, both Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen felt a chill in their hearts, instantly arriving at the exact same realization.

"This individual hails from the upper realm!"

Yet Wang Yin merely smiled faintly, continuing, "As for myself, I prefer to speak and act with absolute directness."

"Whomever I admire, I shower with capital."

As he spoke, the smartphones in Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's pockets vibrated slightly. Wang Yin gestured with his hand, "Take a look. It should be a transfer notification."

Beholding the notification of a five-million-credit deposit on their respective screens, both of their breaths grew ragged, their emotions churning violently.

"Is this the ten million donation he promised?"

Zhang Yu had assumed that even if the other party framed it as a donation, there would bound to be strings attached, yet he never anticipated the cash would be transferred the very instant they met.

At this juncture, Zhang Yu had to concede in his heart that the President Wang standing before him was the most benevolent, excellent, magnanimous, and father-material individual he had ever encountered.

With such a grand hand, if he repeated this gesture a few more times, would they not instantly amass enough funds to purchase a Heavenly Spiritual Root?

While Zhang Yu was caught in these thoughts, beside him, Bai Zhenzhen was already bending her knees, fully prepared to drop to the floor and declare him her sire.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light pierced the air as lines of glowing runes manifested from nothingness, physically arresting Bai Zhenzhen's descent.

Zhang Yu was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Is this divine power? Did he activate a talisman?"

Zhang Yu glanced at Wang Yin’s hands, yet saw no talisman registry in his grasp, nor any motion of inscribing runes.

Fu Ji spoke with utmost gravity, "It is semi-automatic, registry-less incantation. His faith level is at least Rank 8 or higher; his entire being is constantly linked to the divine power network, casting incantations the moment a thought arises."

"This person is bound to be a focal point of monitoring for the Orthodox Gods. From this moment forth, I must expend my full strength to conceal my presence..."

As Fu Ji’s voice faded entirely into silence, Wang Yin waved his hand dismissively and said, "I dislike it when others kneel, and I harbor no fondness for empty ritualism."

"In the future, study diligently and cultivate with devotion. If you enter the corporation later on, work hard and put in the overtime to contribute to Kunxu. Be diligent individuals, and my donation will not have been in vain."

In that singular instant, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were once more deeply shaken—not by the ten million credits, but by the sheer charisma and magnetic personality radiating from the man.

Wang Yin continued, "That ten million was given to you purely because I admire you. Don't feel burdened—those with talent and skill deserve to earn more; that's the way of Kunxu."

"Whatever I discuss with you next, feel free to decide as you see fit. Name whatever conditions you want, without hesitation."

As he spoke, a flash of golden light appeared beside Wang Yin once more, and a divine force projected a slideshow.

"The Oasis Group has several products we plan to fully launch into the first-tier market."

"Originally, we wanted to use the Foundation Establishment Exam as a gimmick, with Ye Lingxiao as the lead, supported by other winners to help promote."

"But Ye Lingxiao lost now."

"Fortunately, you two are even better."

"So I'd like to invite you both to help me with the promotion, as spokespersons for the Oasis Group. What do you think?"

Zhang Yu quickly replied, "No problem."

Zhang Yu didn't consider himself a mercenary person; his swift agreement wasn't just because of the money he'd just received, but because he genuinely felt Wang Yin was different from any Kunxu native he'd met before.

He thought to himself, "President Wang... might completely change the environment of Kunxu's first tier."

Bai Zhenzhen stammered, "Then... what about the compensation..."

Zhang Yu shot her a glance, thinking to himself that Ah Zhen was still too focused on money—working for a big shot like President Wang, how could they worry about not earning enough?

Wang Yin smiled faintly. "My fault, I almost forgot to mention it."

"Three million."

Hearing that number, Zhang Yu had to admit he'd gotten carried away, because he felt a twinge of disappointment.

Especially compared to the five million he'd just received, this three million seemed a bit stingy.

Zhang Yu hesitated. "Isn't that... a little... too little?"

"Little?"

Hearing this, a hint of defiance flashed in Wang Yin's eyes.

He hated nothing more in life than being told something was too little.

"Then I'll raise it to four hundred thousand—four hundred thousand per person per month."

"Starting next month, lasting until next June, after your college entrance exams, totaling six million eight hundred thousand each."

Damn, so it was three hundred thousand per person per month just now?

And now it's four hundred thousand per person per month?

A total of six million eight hundred thousand?

Zhang Yu admitted he'd been shallow just now.

He quickly stood up, solemnly. "President Wang, it's an honor to participate in your company's campaign."

"The amount of money doesn't really matter; it's mainly that we really love the corporate culture of the Oasis Group."

Thanks to 'nixwxypm' for giving Zhang Yu money, and giving Bai Zhenzhen a pair of external spiritual root socks.

(This chapter ends)