Chapter 459: President Fu (Thanks to 'MacArthur' for Gifting Alliance Leader)

Chapter 459: President Fu (Thanks to MacArthur for the alliance leader donation)

After careful deliberation, Zhang Yu decided to establish a small company.

He sighed, "This isn't just for my own sake, but to shoulder more responsibility for Kunxu."

"It will make it easier for me to look after my fellow townsfolk in the future, providing more poor people with a chance to earn a living, and eventually leading everyone toward prosperity together..."

Pfft... Fu Ji looked at the pausing Zhang Yu, struggling to suppress a laugh as she said, "I think what you said is wonderful, and I understand it perfectly. It's just that you don't need to say such things when it's just the two of us. Just save those speeches for when you're holding meetings with your employees."

Zhang Yu shook his head, thinking to himself how a pure evil god of Kunxu could ever comprehend his breadth of spirit.

Next, Zhang Yu pondered; having no experience in starting a company, he sought advice from Director Gao.

Director Gao: Hmm, you can indeed start a small company.

Director Gao: Here, I'll have Tu Lishan help you with the procedures.

Soon, Tu Lishan contacted Zhang Yu, and with his assistance, Zhang Yu successfully incorporated the company the very next day.

Tu Lishan then sent him a beginner's guide to running a company and took the opportunity to pass on some experience.

For instance, how to suppress wages, how to recruit interns, how to get students to work for free, and how to secure projects from the school...

When Tu Lishan asked if Zhang Yu needed resources for finance or accounting, Zhang Yu replied, "I heard from Ying Xin that she has studied this, so I plan to let her try it for now."

Tu Lishan: "You certainly take care of your classmates. That girl Ying Xin wanted to get out of simple construction site work for a long time; she's really seized this opportunity with you."

Zhang Yu sighed inwardly: "Actually, it's mostly because... Ying Xin is cheap enough."

After all, Ying Xin was a novice in this field, and were it not for the opportunity Zhang Yu provided, she would likely never find relevant work.

Zhang Yu felt that the scale of the company he had created didn't require anyone with high-level expertise, so Ying Xin should suffice.

What's more...

"Fu Ji, once the company is up and running, Ying Xin will be the accounting manager, and you will be the Chief Financial Officer, specifically responsible for managing and supervising her."

Hearing this, Fu Ji exclaimed, "What? I have to work too?"

"What do you mean 'what'?" Zhang Yu retorted. "You've been eating and drinking for free here, lying around for how many years? I've been grinding since my freshman year of high school, charging from Songyang High into the Top Ten, and what about you?"

"You've only reached Level 2 as an evil god, and that was with my help."

Fu Ji said with little confidence, "It's not convenient for me to work, is it?"

Zhang Yu replied, "It's a new company, we don't need an office, keep everything simple... it will all be remote work."

"Just use my dharma remains to contact Ying Xin, communicate with her in my name, and manage her work. Isn't that enough?"

Zhang Yu spoke eloquently, "You've boasted so much about your grand scams in Kunxu; you must be very familiar with finance, accounting, law, and taxation by now, right?"

Fu Ji asked, "And the salary..."

Zhang Yu: "You don't eat or drink, you've lived here for so long without me charging you rent, and you're asking me for a salary?"

"Besides, what is the state of the company right now? Everything is waiting to be done, it's the most difficult stage of a startup, and you have the nerve to ask for a salary?"

"Furthermore... if we can't make big money, I won't be able to enter the sect, and when the time comes, I'll take you down with me. Helping me get into the sect with all your might is exactly what you should be doing at this stage."

"You're a founding shareholder of the company, after all. Shareholders have to contribute, don't they, President Fu?"

Fu Ji rolled her eyes internally and said, "Fine, fine, I'll do it."

Hearing her agreement, Zhang Yu recalled the process of hiring Ying Xin and using Fu Ji, thinking to himself that he was gradually developing the mindset of a boss.

"I feel like my thoughts have changed since I started the company."

"Sigh, is this what it means to become more mature after shouldering more responsibility?"

On the other side, Fu Ji thought to herself: "This guy Zhang Yu... I only taught him how to squeeze employees yesterday, and the next day he's squeezing me?"

"Verbal pressure, mental pressure—he's got it all down. This kid... it seems he really learned a lot of what I taught him."

"Good."

Fu Ji thought: "If you don't know how to run a company in Kunxu, how can you become stronger?"

"Improve your strength, use your power to conquer key areas, hire people to do the grunt work, and free yourself to focus on the essential tasks."

"Then keep expanding the company, earn more money, improve your strength further, hire more subordinates to increase productivity, and incidentally handle sales, finance, taxes, magic, human resources, and the like, while extracting more profit..."

"Hehe, become stronger, Zhang Yu."

"The stronger you become, the higher the return on my long-term investment in you will be."

In the following time, besides studying and cultivating, Zhang Yu began to connect with projects in the company's name, and so the days passed one by one.

...

On the simulated battlefield.

Su Yanyang, in coordination with Shi Huaiyu, stirred up a sky full of mud and sand, sweeping toward the Colonel-level students not far away.

Zhang Yu was nowhere to be seen in this match.

Su Yanyang and the other team members had no complaints about this.

After all, they understood that the Colonel-level opponents were no longer worth Zhang Yu's time; he needed to seize every moment to cultivate the Tiankunlun Mountain-Moving Divine Power to increase their win rate in the upcoming competitions.

Although they had conflicts with Zhang Yu in the past, Su Yanyang now hoped that Zhang Yu would significantly improve his Mountain-Moving Divine Power and lead them to continuous victories in the matches to come.

"If we can hold out until Mo Shangjin returns, competing for first place isn't impossible."

Thinking of this, Su Yanyang couldn't help but look forward to Zhang Yu's progress.

At the end of the match, as the rolling mudslide ceased and the dust settled, the duel came to a complete end. On the way out of the arena, Mo Shangjin's projection descended, saying, "You all coordinated well; the training wasn't in vain."

Shi Huaiyu asked, "Has the next opponent been decided?"

Mo Shangjin sighed, "Yes."

"Vajra University."

Xiao Yunjie was surprised, "They were eliminated?"

Mo Shangjin nodded, "Eliminated by Heavenly Sword University; they've entered the loser's bracket, and we happen to meet them next."

Xiao Yunjie asked with concern, "What's the situation with Zhang Yu?"

Mo Shangjin shook his head, "I'm not entirely sure."

Hearing this, everyone became anxious. If Zhang Yu's Tiankunlun Mountain-Moving Divine Power didn't reach a certain level before the next match, they would likely lose to Vajra University for the second time and be eliminated early from this Civil Engineering Inter-University League.

Walking out of the arena, listening to the noisy sounds outside, Su Yanyang frowned, "What's all that commotion?"

Xiao Yunjie said casually, "It seems the university here gave the students a day off this month, and they are protesting, suspecting there are followers of the Double-Rest Cult among the school leadership."

Su Yanyang curled his lip, "They've reached the level of Colonel, and they still want days off? They're really regressing; learning ancient habits of taking holidays instead of anything useful. If it were me, I'd protest too."

A moment later, looking at the students protesting on the street, Su Yanyang couldn't help but think: "Hardly any of them have even reached Foundation Establishment."

"What's the point of this group of Colonel-level students studying and cultivating so desperately? In the end, they'll only climb a few more steps on the path of immortality; I see no difference between dying early or late."

"Thinking about it that way, a day off doesn't make much difference to them."

...

On a construction site in a canyon area.

As Zhang Yu’s hand seals shifted, he unleashed the Star-Locking Prison, one of the Ten Phases of Star Suppression.

Sweeping across the terrain, terrestrial gravitational forces manifested as translucent fields within the canyon, pinning the structural scaffolding of the bridges in place while magical artifacts, guided by soul-cultivators, moved in to weld and reinforce the joints.

This construction site was the first major project Zhang Yu had secured since founding his company, valued at nearly sixty spirit coins.

Whenever he contemplated the impending windfall, Zhang Yu could not help but feel a surge of excitement, marveling at how civil engineering was truly a lucrative discipline.

He had been laboring on-site for days, treating the grueling work not merely as a job, but as a form of spiritual cultivation.

Every deployment of the Heaven-Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Power naturally harmonized with his Kunyuan Art, propelling the martial technique to rapid maturity; in the blink of an eye, it had reached the seventeenth level.

Furthermore, his mastery over the Ten Phases of Star Suppression grew increasingly fluid, as these techniques were merely applications of the Mountain-Shifting Power, which he grasped with lightning speed under the augmentation of his high-level Civil Engineering Seven Absolutes.

Yet, while his strength soared, his savings remained stubbornly stagnant.

This was because Zhang Yu no longer operated through Director Gao’s firm, meaning no one was there to issue his paycheck directly.

Following standard construction protocols, his company had only received a meager advance, and he was now required to front the wages for his subordinates, waiting for the project milestones to be settled before seeing any real profit.

"I just have to hold out for a while," Zhang Yu thought to himself.

"Fortunately, my savings are nearing seventy spirit coins, so weathering this period shouldn't be an issue."

"Once the first installment of the project funds clears, my income will grow exponentially."

"After all, running a company and taking on projects pays far better than my previous life as a wage laborer."

Just then, a message pinged on his device.

Magnetic Pole Sovereign: You’ve mastered the Heaven-Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Power, so why haven’t you reached out even once?

Zhang Yu: You are a busy man, Sovereign. I didn't want to disturb you with my trivial matters.

Magnetic Pole Sovereign: I have indeed been occupied lately.

Magnetic Pole Sovereign: But I can still find time to see you.

Magnetic Pole Sovereign: Come to the Artifact Refining Department tonight; I want to examine your progress and see the effects of the Heaven-Kunlun Mountain-Shifting Power.

Zhang Yu: I’m quite tied up with the construction site these days.

Magnetic Pole Sovereign: I had intended to discuss your transfer to my department.

Magnetic Pole Sovereign: If you are too busy, we shall leave it for another time.

Zhang Yu: It’s no trouble at all. This project is for our own Wanfa University, and the site is quite close to the university town. It’s only a ten-minute flight; I can be there in no time.

...

That night.

Ye Xingli emerged from the Artifact Refining laboratory, pausing in surprise at the sight of a figure in the distance.

"Zhang Yu? What is he doing here?"

"Could it be..."

After a moment of contemplation, Ye Xingli followed, watching as Zhang Yu walked toward the familiar office block, confirming her suspicions.

"That direction leads only to the professor’s office. Is Zhang Yu really here to see him?"

"Why would he leave his overtime work at this hour to visit the professor?"

Ye Xingli wondered, "Could it be... private tutoring?"

"The professor values him so highly... After his junior year... will he truly transfer to the Artifact Refining Department?"