65: Almost Singing Tears Behind Bars

"dude, you really know how to find things to watch while eating, huh?"

Fang Zewei, passing by behind him, noticed Ye Su eating rice rolls while admiring a Lolita beauty online, and couldn't help but make a snide remark:

"You already have such a beautiful girlfriend, yet you're still looking at young, beautiful girls online. Your tastes are truly broad."

"What do you mean broad? dude, I'm famously loyal, okay."

Just liking beautiful, mature women with a great physique—how does that not count as being loyal?

"I just happened to see this person looking for a skilled player for hire at a high price, so I curiously clicked on it to take a look."

Ye Su remembered that Fang Zewei was also a player of Valorant:

"What rank are you in Valorant?"

"I'm about to hit Immortal." Fang Zewei thought Ye Su was starting to get interested in Valorant: "What, do you want to get into it? Do you want me to open a smurf account and carry you?"

"Not looking to get into it." Ye Su was clueless about the game: "What is Immortal rank? Is it higher than Ascendant?"

"Definitely."

Ye Su handed his phone to Fang Zewei: "There's a little rich girl online looking for a skilled coach. She wants someone for review, analysis, and so on. They have to be patient, can't swear, and can't complain about her being a noob. If you're interested, you can see if you can earn some pocket money."

"Looking for a skilled player for hire?" Fang Zewei immediately became interested and took the phone to look at the requirements the other party posted.

Fang Zewei was full of confidence in his gaming skills; meeting the requirements was no problem at all, and the other incidental conditions didn't seem like a problem either.

The price of 120 per game made Fang Zewei's eyes light up.

"The price is so high, I bet a bunch of people are fighting for it. I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

"Asking won't cost you anything." Ye Su took the phone back: "I'll push the contact info to you. If you're interested, ask her yourself."

It was a Level 1 intelligence, after all. Ye Su definitely wanted to make the most of it rather than wasting it.

"Alright then." Fang Zewei didn't refuse.

120 per game—if he could play a few games a week, it would be enough for his living expenses.

At worst, he'd just have to endure the other person's terrible skills.

Fang Zewei had already realized the truth that money is hard to earn and life is hard, even before stepping into society.

After pushing the contact info to Fang Zewei, Ye Su closed the other person's homepage and stopped paying attention to the matter.

...

Over the next three days, Ye Su's luck was explosive. Relying on three pieces of Level 1 intelligence, he earned 1,900 yuan, setting a new peak for Level 1 intelligence income.

As for Fang Zewei, after contacting that Lolita, he successfully accepted her coaching gig, and his gaming skills finally had a place to be put to use.

"It seems the probability of refreshing the intelligence value cap is getting higher and higher. I wonder if it's my luck, or if it's all up to Brother System's mood?"

Aside from the income from Level 1 intelligence, Ye Su's biggest gain in these five days was the gold price, which had soared like a rocket.

At the opening on Monday, it was 763, and by the closing on Friday, it had already reached 791 yuan!

In five days, Ye Su had earned another 56,000 on gold futures!

If calculated from the entry price of 701.8 yuan, in two weeks, the two lots of gold futures had already brought Ye Su nearly 180,000 in profit!

Several times during this period, Ye Su had almost wanted to clear his position and take the money because the gold price was rising too fiercely. Fortunately, he held back in the end and further raised his take-profit point.

However, Ye Su chose not to buy more gold futures with the 100,000 yuan he earned from selling the painting last week, nor did he pay off the 50,000 yuan loan from Old Ma, letting the software continue to calculate interest.

"At this rate of increase, will the gold price rise to 900 yuan per gram this year?"

Continuously following news about gold prices, Ye Su knew that the jewelry prices of several major gold brands had already broken through the 1,000 yuan per gram mark.

According to this price trend, the gold price breaking through 900 yuan per gram was really not just talk.

Although the higher the gold price, the more money Ye Su earned, this kind of rise still made Ye Su feel panicked.

Now he finally understood what it meant to [live in the fear of rising prices].

"Forget it, let's see what happens next week. If it really doesn't work, I'll clear the account next Friday."

...

Chen Xinyi sent a message saying she had to work overtime on Friday night, so Ye Su didn't go to pick her up. He went over to the apartment around nine o'clock after finishing dinner.

"Have you eaten?"

"I have." Chen Xinyi was curled up on the sofa, excitedly patting the spot next to her: "Come here quickly, I have some tea to spill for you."

"What tea?" Chen Xinyi's excited appearance successfully piqued Ye Su's interest.

"Remember that painting we received from Lin Hongyuan last week? Do you know why he wanted to sell it?"

I thought it was something big, turns out it's this gossip.

Ye Su immediately lost interest in the gossip.

The intelligence had already mentioned that Lin Hongyuan had capsized in the gutter, being blackmailed by a female college student he was keeping, and had no choice but to sell the painting to scrape together 200,000 in breakup fees without his wife finding out.

However, seeing Chen Xinyi excitedly sharing gossip with him, Ye Su could only play along and continue to ask:

"I don't know, why did he want to sell the painting?"

"Haha, you definitely wouldn't have guessed!" Chen Xinyi was so excited she almost bounced off the sofa:

"Remember that night before last when we bumped into him taking a woman into a hotel and recorded a video? It turns out that woman was his mistress.

Later, he wanted to play some workplace unspoken rules, and I threatened him by taking out that video. He must have been afraid of the scandal getting out, so he turned around and went to have a showdown with that mistress. As a result, he was threatened in return, saying she wanted a 200,000 breakup fee. Lin Hongyuan was forced to sell the painting to scrape together the money!"

What Chen Xinyi said was exactly the same as what was mentioned in the intelligence, without any surprises. But Ye Su still had to pretend to be someone who had just learned the truth, opening his mouth in "surprise":

"Doesn't that mean we were able to buy that sandwich painting all because we bumped into their affair by accident while out for a stroll last time?"

Snap—

Chen Xinyi snapped her fingers: "Exactly!"

Just when Ye Su thought the gossip was satisfying and was about to end, Chen Xinyi continued:

"You'll never guess, it turns out Lin Hongyuan's wife had long known he was keeping a female college student as a mistress. She just kept pretending not to know, waiting for the chance to strike both of them a fatal blow."

Ye Su didn't expect that intelligence to have a follow-up, and his interest in the gossip was instantly reignited: "And then?"

"After Lin Hongyuan transferred the 200,000 to that female college student, his wife immediately went after that mistress to recover the 200,000 as communal marital property. Now she's even planning to sue that mistress for extortion, probably aiming to send her to prison."

"Whoa!" Ye Su was shocked.

He used to just gossip online, but he never expected that this case of magic vs. magic resulting in a failed business would actually happen right around him.

City people really are full of tricks!

Ye Su secretly rejoiced that he hadn't chosen to use the video to blackmail Lin Hongyuan before, otherwise, he would be the one singing "Tears Behind Bars" now.