Quest-based Magnate - Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Money is King
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Time is cruel. In the blink of an eye, I am already thirty years old. However, I have accomplished nothing!
[Host detected. System loading.]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the divine Tycoon System. System loading complete. Data generating.]
[System’s current level: 1]
[Main Mission 1: Walk 10 kilometers without stopping.]
[Note: You can only level up after completing the primary mission. Please explore more functions on your own.]
[Novice reward issued.]
[Reward 1: You have obtained the “Heartbeat Generates Strength” buff. Each heartbeat will earn 0.01 yuan. Note: This buff can be increased as the system level increases.]
[Reward 2: You have received 1 billion yuan. Note: The funds are safe and reliable. They’re green, energy-saving, and environmentally friendly. The final explanation belongs to this divine tycoon system. The funds cannot be used to purchase system products.]
Ding!
The notification of the bank card being transferred sounded. Cao Su took out the Xiaomi 1S phone from his pocket and glanced at the text message. His right hand trembled uncontrollably, and the disposable paper cup in his hand fell on the carpet in the pantry.
The emotions surged like a tsunami, making him feel a little dizzy. It was really 1 billion!
This… It was simply like a dream; ecstatic! He wanted to scream to the joy in his heart!
People would only understand when they entered society: Money was very important! It could not do everything, but it could do many things.
Now that they were in a modern society and a peaceful era, a real man should never lack money!
The water dispenser, coffee machine, and table in the pantry seemed to have become unreal in Cao Su’s eyes.
“Brother Cao, what’s wrong?” The tall boy who was standing not far from Cao Su, smoking a cigarette and looking at the scenery outside the glass window, turned around and asked.
Cao Su took a deep breath and shook his head. “I’m fine.” He picked up the white paper cup and threw it into the trash can. “Shen Mingze, if you have 100 million, what will you do next?”
Shen Mingze was 25 years old this year, five years younger than Cao Su. He was a testing engineer and Cao Su’s basketball buddy. He let out a breath of smoke. He smiled and said, “Is there a need to ask? I’d go on dates with young models from the club every day! I heard that the nightclubs in Shencheng are very nice. I haven’t even seen a prostitute before.”
“Guan City next door is famous for its service throughout the country. Without money, I’ve become a good person.”
He treated it as a joke. Who could get 100 million out of thin air? This was impossible!
Cao Su laughed when he heard that. Which man didn’t have the idea of sensual pleasures? Little Shen was planning to go to Guangdong Province to find prostitutes until he lost contact with them! What about him? He had 1 billion at the start! How about this vulgar routine on a daily basis, then?
He was also a layman! He liked what Master Ji had written in his diary: The biggest dream of my life is…
It was a modern society and a peaceful era. Most of a man’s ambition and sense of conquest could only be realized in business. Of course, there was also the beauty.
Cao Su suppressed the surging emotions in his heart that had slightly calmed down. “Let’s go. Go back to the meeting.”
“Okay. I’ll go back and listen to Yu Meifu f*ck~”
The two of them walked out of the brightly lit pantry and walked to Conference Room 3 at the end of the corridor.
Cao Su, a native of Qianzhou, Jiangxi Province, was 30 this year. It had been eight years since he finished university in Jiangzhou, the capital of Chu Province, and then worked in Shencheng.
He was currently working in the mobile phone product department of the digital electronic products division of Da Lan Corporation. This was his second job after graduation.
In August 2013, smartphone adoption experienced a boom, and the entire market was in full swing. China Cool Alliance, which made branded mobile phones for operators, made a windfall. Da Lan Corporation, which was based in Hui City, rushed into the field without hesitation.
The sales of its mobile phone brand, “LE,” were quite good. The group’s industrial park in Nanshan, Shencheng, gathered manufacturing, research and development, product, sales, and other departments. Cao Su worked on the campus of Da Lan Corporation.
Cao Su and his colleague, Shen Mingze, walked into the utilitarian-looking Conference Room 3 with bright windows and sat at the oval conference table. More and more colleagues came in, and the project summary that had just been interrupted continued.
This was an internal review meeting for a failed cell phone project to summarize mistakes and experiences. Cao Su represented the art design team in the product department.
However, Cao Su was not in the mood to listen to what the project manager, Yu Ping, was saying.
He was paying attention to the ace up his sleeve, the Divine Tycoon System!
This was the turning point of his mediocre, ordinary life.
The text message from Shencheng Commercial Bank dispelled most of his doubts. He was eager to check the details of the system in his mind.
A normal person’s heart would beat between 60 to 100 beats per minute. Take the middle value of 80 per minute, which was a total of 100800 times in 24 hours a day, and his daily income from the system would be about 1,000 yuan.
After conversion, he would earn 30,000 yuan a month!
And this amount was completely small compared to the initial 1 billion. Obviously, he should try his best to raise the system’s level before the one billion was spent. Otherwise, would he need to eat dirt after spending one billion?
However, the complexities of life couldn’t be ignored!
A single thirty-year-old man had all kinds of worries and anxieties—work, physical, family, etc. Amongst them, the weakening of his body was the most vivid feeling. He had been practicing traditional arts for a long time, and his figure was slightly out of shape.
Walking 10 kilometers was simply too much!
In short, if he didn’t go through some training, he definitely wouldn’t be able to persist. It was urgent to train his body.
Then, the second question was, how should he spend the 1 billion yuan? This was really a good question that he had never thought of before!
Just as Cao Su was distracted, Yu Ping, the senior manager sitting in the middle of the oval conference table, scolded the project team members for half an hour before announcing, “That’s all for today’s review. Cao Su from the art design team, please stay behind.”
The colleagues in the meeting room quickly left. Everyone understood what was going on. If a project failed, there had to be retribution.
Old Cao was 30 this year. He was hardworking, calm, and honest. Being laid off was also in line with the company’s requirement for a younger team.
Even if the company died, he would not die.
Yu Ping gulped down the water, recovering from the energy she had spent in the meeting. She was thirty-two years old and of medium build. She was wearing a white shirt and a black dress. She had fair skin and tender flesh. She was a beautiful young woman.
Separated by the large oval conference table, Yu Ping glanced at Cao Su, who was slightly stunned, with contempt.
In her eyes, he was a good-for-nothing. He had no money and no ability. After five years of working, he was still an ordinary employee. Although he was tall, his appearance was ordinary. She would not even look at such a man when looking for prey.
Yu Ping tidied up the documents beside her and said casually, “Cao Su, the TD0017 project failed. As the project manager, I bear the main responsibility. Someone has to be responsible for the employees who have been transferred from various departments.
“I’ll resign!”
Cao Su looked at the beautiful but vicious female supervisor in front of him. For a moment, he could not raise his interest in arguing with her.
The art design team was mainly responsible for the icons and pictures of the phone interface. However, the product manager was the one who made the final decision for the phone project.
If a product project failed, the blame would go to the art designer. This was indeed a bizarre way of thinking.
In the end, Yu Ping was just bullying him for being “honest!”
The promotion was not necessarily based on ability in a private enterprise like the Da Lan Group, which was huge and had complicated shares. It had a robust state-owned style.
They worked diligently, did not please their superiors, and did not talk about the corporate culture in their daily work. Many times, they would be labeled as “honest.”
But that was his personality. It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to get promoted—he had to suck up to the managers and ministers, eagerly being their lackey. He had seen a lot in the past five years—how many of the younger employees of the company climbed up the ranks.
However, there had to be some untimely pride in his heart! A man’s life depends on diligence, faith, benevolence, and righteousness. Even in adversity, they had to bend their bodies and wait for the right time! How could he bend his knee and serve others?
“Yu Ping, I will write the resignation letter, but I’m not responsible for the failure of the project. I want to leave!” Cao Su glanced at Yu Ping, who had a mocking expression on her face. He closed his laptop and stood up, saying calmly, “If you don’t believe me, you can try.”
He knew that Yu Ping despised him. Wasn’t he just trying to protect his last bit of pitiful self-esteem?
‘However, why should I explain my actions to you?’
The first one billion yuan. Would he postpone his resignation and continue to work at 99 because of Yu Ping, a mere senior manager?
The time had come, and it was time to soar and soar into the sky. How could he continue to suppress his aspirations and stay here?
However, just because he didn’t explain didn’t mean that he would allow Yu Ping to damage his “reputation.” He would never accept leaving as a “loser.”
He couldn’t leave such a stain on his life record.
“If you don’t believe me, let’s have a competition.”
Yu Ping looked at Cao Su, who was walking towards the conference room door with firm steps. She realized this “honest man” seemed slightly different from before. There seemed to be something more about him that she could not explain. She probed, “Cao Su, what do you mean?”
Cao Su held the door handle and turned around. “Yu Ping, isn’t cheating while you’re married immoral? I’ll treat Shen Mingze at the bar tonight.”
Yu Ping heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at Cao Su’s back, she laughed disdainfully.