34: Chapter 34 Zhao Yang: The European Cup is over, and I have 120 million in my account.

Three days later, in a three-bedroom apartment in the Beiyaodi residential area of the Imperial Capital.

The room was fully furnished; while not luxurious, everything was of high quality.

Ling Hua and Zeng Yi followed behind Wu Yuedong, curiously sizing up Zhao Yang.

According to Wu Yuedong, this was the real boss of the company, a very capable young man.

Ling Hua and Zeng Yi were both struck—their boss was incredibly handsome! He could easily dominate the entertainment industry.

As expected, true handsome men wouldn't become stars.

Zhao Yang smiled at the three of them: "Sit down and talk, don't be polite. Old Wu, bring over a few bottles of mineral water from over there."

After drinking some water, the atmosphere became less restrained.

Wu Yuedong said: "Boss, the two of them don't have any objections to changing the name; they think Phoenix Legend is better."

Zhao Yang smiled: "Then it's settled. The rent for this house has been paid for half a year, and it will temporarily serve as a place for Young Miss Ling Hua and Mr. Zeng Yi to stay.

During this time, you don't need to do anything else; just focus on practicing singing, and your salary will be raised to 3,000 per month. By the way, Old Wu, have you sorted out the equipment situation?"

"Boss, according to your requirements, I've contacted some suppliers over the past two days. The level that can be delivered immediately is the standard of a provincial radio station; does that meet your requirements?"

"That will do. How much money is needed?"

"Including the studio and equipment, 800,000."

"Mr. Wu..." Zeng Yi carefully interjected, "We... we don't need anything that good. Actually, we can almost record songs with the luggage we brought."

Ling Hua was also a bit timid: "We... really don't need such expensive equipment; it would be a waste for us to use it... And our salaries, aren't they too high?"

Zhao Yang waved his hand: "You must never belittle yourselves. I think highly of you, and I believe you deserve the most expensive recording equipment, but for now, we'll have to make do. As for the salaries, the company isn't short of that money; having some extra cash on hand will be more conducive to you focusing on your creative work."

"Then... Boss, I'll start the procurement immediately, and it can be set up within three days at the latest," Wu Yuedong said.

"Don't use the company's money; count it as my personal property, and I'll give you the money tomorrow," Zhao Yang smiled. "After it's built, when we're not using it, we can also rent it out."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Zhao Yang and Wu Yuedong left, and the two went to a quiet teahouse.

After pouring tea, Zhao Yang asked: "Are things ready in Hong Kong and Macau?"

Wu Yuedong nodded: "I've already found the channels. One hundred accounts have been opened at the Macau casino, and the relevant accounts for Qilan Investment have also been set up and are currently undergoing some normal capital flows."

Zhao Yang nodded: "Okay, there's still a month left, so run more simulations, and make sure there are no mishaps when the time comes."

"Alright, Boss."

"Wait for my instructions; call me if anything comes up."

After saying this, Zhao Yang left.

The talent Seal of Hearts Return was truly wonderful—Wu Yuedong executed Zhao Yang's words with absolute, one-hundred-percent compliance; even if he couldn't figure out the intent, as long as Zhao Yang didn't volunteer it, he would never ask.

Zhao Yang didn't go back to school; instead, he took a taxi to the headquarters of Lianzhong.

Bao Yueqiao had already received the news and personally came to the entrance to welcome him, bringing him into the office.

"Little Zhao, have you changed your mind? Do you want to come to our company?"

Zhao Yang looked at his eager expression and smiled: "Mr. Bao, don't be so excited; I didn't come for that. How is the progress on the legend of mir 2?"

"Everything is ready! The advertisements will be released nationwide soon, and the public beta starts next month!" Bao Yueqiao laughed. "And that bejeweled, it's the hottest mini-game right now! That thing is really addictive!"

Zhao Yang laughed it off: "How are the card and board games doing?"

"This is our old tradition, so it's okay."

Zhao Yang smiled slightly: "It seems to me that you've lost some users, right? Although there is the factor of bejeweled, that's definitely not all of it."

"This..." Bao Yueqiao's expression was a bit awkward. "We have indeed lost some users."

"Looking at hole cards, using delay tools, one person opening multiple accounts to farm points... Is the technical department banning accounts every day, but just can't keep up?" Zhao Yang said with a smile.

A bitter look appeared on Bao Yueqiao's face: "Little Zhao, you are absolutely right! You... you didn't come here to give me a solution, did you?"

Zhao Yang unhurriedly took out a CD: "A card and board game anti-cheating System; you can have the technical department try it out."

"Oh?" Bao Yueqiao was startled. "Are you here to sell software again?"

"Whether you buy it or refuse, just try it first."

Bao Yueqiao hurriedly arranged for people to test it.

It only took half an hour, and the results came out.

Four words: Flawless.

Anyone who cheated was either banned from logging in for a period of time, had their rating deducted, or was directly banned—there were different countermeasures depending on the severity of the offense, and there were no false positives.

After hearing the report from the technical department, Bao Yueqiao didn't beat around the bush: "Little Zhao, 1.5 million, source code, technical documentation, and code explanations, the same buyout price as before, what do you think?"

"Deal!" Zhao Yang nodded readily.

He only wanted to sell it for 1 million to set up the recording studio; he didn't expect it to exceed his expectations.

Leaving Lianzhong, he looked back and couldn't help but laugh—this had become his cash cow!

However, when he thought about the profits that the legend of mir 2 would bring to Lianzhong, Zhao Yang felt that 1.5 million was still a conservative asking price.

For the next period of time, Zhao Yang became busy.

He moved from the graduate dormitory to an on-campus apartment and started a life of commuting between the laboratory and the dormitory.

According to his plan, before July, he would finish the verification part of the paper "Parallel Task Scheduling Model Based on Chaos Dynamics: Theoretical Prediction and Simulation Verification of Super-Linear Speedup," and then he could directly defend his master's thesis.

At the same time, taking advantage of this period, he completed the necessary graduate course credits.

Although Professor Lin didn't know why Zhao Yang arranged things so aggressively, as his most promising student, he did his best to cooperate with him.

Due to Zhao Yang's joining, the project's progress entered the fast lane. One verification result after another came out, and they were completely consistent with the predictions in the paper.

Time reached June 9th, the day before the European Cup.

Zhao Yang dialed Wu Yuedong's phone number.

"Old Wu, how is the situation?"

"Everything is going smoothly. According to your instructions, the funds have already arrived in Macau."

"Alright, now listen to me and write this down."

Zhao Yang spoke for half an hour until Wu Yuedong had completely memorized it before hanging up the phone.

The next day, the European Cup officially began. The plan that Zhao Yang had been plotting since he entered this world finally started.

He remembered the results of these matches clearly.

When he wrote Rebirth soccer novels back in the day, he had checked the data countless times.

This was equivalent to a guy who knew all of his opponent's hole cards entering a casino.

He only used 1 million, divided into one hundred accounts. These accounts were mixed in with a large number of ordinary players, winning and losing, and each account bet on different matches.

But if you added up the money from all 100 accounts, you would find—the total was constantly growing.

23 days passed, and the European Cup ended on July 2nd.

Excluding account costs and capital flow costs, the total profit was 120 million.

20 days later, all the funds successfully entered Qilan Investment.

After Zhao Yang received this news, the weight on his heart finally lifted.

He stretched and looked at the large stack of bound papers in front of him, smiling slightly.

In the afternoon, it was time for his defense. With the level of this paper, there was no reason he wouldn't pass—this was a project that even Professor Lin and the university president had been personally keeping an eye on.

Enrolled in the spring, defense in late summer, master's degree, secured!