59: Everything is ready

A young man wearing a tight pink T-shirt, with exquisite full makeup and winged eyeliner, blocked his path.

That person sized up Jiang Yuan, his eyes revealing undisguised admiration and... greed.

His voice was overly affected, carrying a sickening sweetness that gave one goosebumps.

Jiang Yuan felt a chill run down his spine; the double-cooked pork he had just eaten almost came back up.

"No, thank you!"

Jiang Yuan shuddered all over and nearly jumped.

He absolutely dared not let that hand, painted with clear nail polish, touch him.

He sidestepped quickly, preparing to bolt immediately.

"Oh my~ Let's be friends, handsome, I won't eat you~"

But the man in the pink T-shirt was sticky like taffy, twisting his waist as he followed.

His voice was incredibly melodious and drawn out.

He even winked at Jiang Yuan, his Orchid Finger about to poke Jiang Yuan's chest.

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't touch me!"

Jiang Yuan was so anxious that his dialect almost slipped out, his expression of disgust completely unconcealed.

"I'm not gay! I only like women! Women!"

"Brother, please, do me a favor and harass someone else, okay?"

This reaction was exactly that of a straight man whose tail had been stepped on.

There was no imposing aura of a superior person, only a survival instinct born purely out of fright.

The man in the pink T-shirt was momentarily stunned by Jiang Yuan's shout.

Several passersby nearby couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Hmph..."

The man in the pink T-shirt rolled his eyes dramatically, flicked his Orchid Finger, and looked completely uninterested.

"Major straight guy... so boring, hmph."

As long as I'm not embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed is the other person.

He muttered, "Cheapskate," swayed his hips, and minced his way into the crowd and left.

It looked like he was also afraid of truly angering someone and getting beaten up.

"Phew..."

Jiang Yuan watched the splash of pink disappear before finally letting out the breath he had been holding in his throat.

This wave of Gank was even more exhausting than climbing Mount Qingcheng.

If he had truly been entangled by this thing, he would have even considered running away overnight while carrying a train.

It was too terrifying... He quickly walked all the way back to the Mansion.

Just as he entered the door, the lawyer Gu Xinyu had arranged called him.

Following Jiang Yuan's instructions, a few minutes later, three lawyers in suits were led into the living room by the Butler.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, sorry to bother you."

The lead lawyer politely handed over his business card.

"We are from Hengyuan Law Firm. Bank Manager Gu specifically entrusted us to come over and review the contract with you."

Their attitude was polite and professional, the standard professional fake smile reserved for major clients.

Jiang Yuan took the business card and glanced at it.

A top thirty law firm nationwide. Gu Xinyu was indeed quite reliable in handling matters.

Although she was only a Sub-branch Vice Bank Manager, and had been promoted based on Jiang Yuan's deposit performance.

But because she had the backing of Jiang Yuan, this big tree, coupled with the China Merchants Bank connection, things proceeded very smoothly.

"Have a seat."

Jiang Yuan casually pointed toward the sofa.

The lawyers didn't waste time, pulling a thick stack of documents from their briefcases.

"Mr. Jiang, these are the related materials for 'Fanxing Co., Ltd.' and 'Fanxing Charity' registered for you."

"Because Bank Manager Gu put in a word, we used the expedited channel, and the names have already been preemptively registered."

Saying this, the lawyer took out a printed LOGO design draft.

A pure black background with a brilliant nebula drawn on top.

Simple, straightforward, and quite good-looking.

"This design works."

Jiang Yuan nodded. As long as it wasn't ugly, it was fine; he wasn't particular about it.

The subsequent process was simple and direct.

That stack of contract clauses, half a foot thick, was densely packed with text.

Jiang Yuan couldn't be bothered to read the details. Since the System backed him up, and given his understanding of Gu Xinyu, he wasn't afraid that these people would dare to cheat him.

"Where do I need to sign? Just flip to it for me."

Jiang Yuan pulled off the pen cap, adopting a "don't waste my time" posture.

The lawyers, conversely, let out a sigh of relief.

They most feared clients who pretended to understand what they didn't and insisted on nitpicking every single clause.

Straightforward people like Jiang Yuan were their favorite type of Client Dad.

"Here, here, and here."

Wherever the lawyer pointed, Jiang Yuan signed.

Done in a few minutes.

After signing, Jiang Yuan took out his phone and opened the banking app.

Although he only had a little over a month of Divine Magnate experience, he was already proficient in this operation.

He entered the account number and verified his fingerprint.

"Ding—"

On the laptop brought by the lawyer, Jiang Yuan's company account instantly displayed a deposit notification.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... one hundred million.

A full Small Goal.

Looking at that string of zeros, even the Gold-Medal Lawyers who had seen a lot of the world couldn't help but swallow.

These days, there are many people doing business, but there are truly few who can casually throw out one hundred million in cash flow without batting an eye.

This young boss truly has incredible power.

"The money has been transferred."

Jiang Yuan put down his phone, feeling as relaxed as if he had just paid for a bowl of noodles.

"For the specific operations, you coordinate with Gu Xinyu to handle them."

"I have only one request: the money must be spent efficiently, don't give me any of that superficial nonsense."

Right now, he was simply acting like a Hands-off Boss.

Having others work for him while he only needed to pay and enjoy—that was the life a Divine Magnate should live.

"No problem! Mr. Jiang, please rest assured!"

The sincerity of the lawyers' smiles increased by more than one degree.

After all, who wouldn't like such a generous sugar daddy?

After seeing off the delighted team of lawyers.

Jiang Yuan collapsed onto the Grand Tutor's Chair and stretched.

With the serious business handled, it was time to do something that would please his mind and body.

While the lawyers were still organizing the documents, Jiang Yuan's phone had already vibrated several times.

It was a message from the shipping company.

The brabus he had been thinking about was now safely parked in the lot outside the Mansion.

Just as he walked out of the Mansion gate, a warm breeze hit his face.

He didn't need to look hard.

Among the pile of dusty, ordinary sedans in the outdoor parking lot, that brand-new behemoth was simply too striking.

It was an entirely snow-white brabus G900.

Unlike the oppressive feeling of common black models, this white off-road vehicle shimmered with a delicate, cold luster in the sunlight.

Clean and pure, yet possessing a wildness that warned others to keep their distance.

The wide fender flares, the high chassis, and the iconic black "B" badge.

It was like a thug in a white suit, quietly lying in wait for its master.

Quite a few people were gathered around the vehicle.

There were passing tourists and small internet celebrities holding phones and live-streaming, every single one of them filled with envy and curiosity.

"Mr. Jiang! Over here!"

The shipping supervisor, who had been guarding the car, was sharp-eyed and spotted Jiang Yuan from afar.

He quickly jogged over, holding a tablet for delivery, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Your vehicle has been delivered. The entire car just received a meticulous wash, not a single speck of dust remains."

"Please sign here to complete the acceptance check."

Because Jiang Yuan's car was incredibly expensive, with the insurance alone being an astronomical figure, the shipping company naturally dared not be careless in the slightest.

Jiang Yuan nodded and took the tablet.

His finger elegantly swiped his name across the screen, the movement fluid and casual.

"Alright, thanks for your hard work."

Just as Jiang Yuan reached out and grasped the cold metal door handle, preparing to open the car door.

A strong scent of perfume suddenly assailed him from the back and side.

The smell was pungent, mixed with cheap cosmetic powder, making Jiang Yuan feel uncomfortable.