Chapter 63: This Is All Thanks to You, President Chen!

Huh?

Chen Mo froze for a moment, blinked, and looked again.

【Host: Chen Mo】

【System Funds: 300,308/4,000,000】

【Personal Assets: 1,942】

【Settlement Cycle: One Month (Countdown: 4 minutes 38 seconds…)】

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand…

After confirming he wasn’t seeing things, he felt utterly defeated.

Nani!

When did the system funds increase by 300,000?

He clearly remembered that it was only 308 yuan in the morning. But in just over two hours, 300,000 had suddenly appeared. Which sneaky bastard tricked me this time?

Looking at the mere minutes left on the countdown, Chen Mo realized that the 4,000,000 was once again slipping through his fingers.

Four million!

That was an entire four million!

Even in both of his lifetimes, he had never seen so much money in one place—and now it was gone just like that.

Chen Mo collapsed lifelessly into his chair. He had worked so hard to spend money…

【System Settlement in Progress…】

【System Settlement Completed, Initiating Fund Conversion】

【Fund Conversion Completed, Updating System Funds】

【System Funds Successfully Updated, Please Check】

【Host has completed the side quest of owning another company. Rewards have been issued; please check.】

A mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

Chen Mo looked at his system panel.

【Host: Chen Mo】

【System Funds: 8,000,000】

【Personal Assets: 5,641】

【Settlement Cycle: Two Months (Countdown: 60 days…)】

Staring at the cold, hard numbers on the system panel, the only consolation Chen Mo found was that the system funds had now reached a staggering 8,000,000. If he succeeded in converting them this time…

His personal assets would skyrocket to 8,000,000!

Not to mention, his personal funds had now exceeded 5,000. He wouldn’t have to live so frugally anymore.

Right, there was also a system reward he hadn’t claimed yet.

I wonder what the reward is?

Chen Mo navigated to the system rewards interface and clicked to claim it.

【Ten Classic Songs from a Parallel World have been delivered to the host’s email. Please check.】

Ten classic songs?

Curious, Chen Mo opened his email, downloaded the songs to his phone and computer, and took a quick look at the titles.

They included Invisible Wings, Lone Brave, and Dissolve Sorrow…

But these songs seem pretty useless to me. I can’t exactly sell them, can I? I’m already struggling to spend money, and selling music would just be making my own life harder.

This system reward is kind of lame.

Oh well.

Even if I can’t sell them, at least I can listen to them for fun.

Chen Mo tried to comfort himself and put on his headphones to listen to the familiar melodies from his past life.

But soon, he realized something was off.

Why does the voice in these songs sound so familiar?

Wait a second—

That’s my own voice!

How did these parallel-world songs suddenly become my recordings?

【Host, there’s no need to be surprised. Since these songs don’t exist in this world, the system automatically corrected this by making you the original singer.】

Listening to the system’s mechanical response, Chen Mo hesitantly sang a few lines.

Sure enough, just as the system said, he not only knew how to sing them—he mastered them.

Is the system trying to turn me into a singer or something?

Leaning lazily in his chair, Chen Mo immediately dismissed the idea.

A singer?

Running around for gigs every day sounds exhausting. Besides, who knows how these songs would even be received in this world?

No, the real priority is figuring out how to spend this 8,000,000 before the next settlement.

But before that, I need to figure out where that sudden 300,000 came from.

With that in mind, Chen Mo sat up and called out to Shen Rou, who was busy working.

“Xiao Rou, the company account suddenly received 300,000 yuan. Can you check where it came from?”

He had to see which sneaky bastard was responsible this time.

“Got it, President Chen.”

Shen Rou quickly started checking the transaction details.

After a while, she found the answer.

“President Chen, it was transferred from Cangxue Games.”

Cangxue Games?

Hearing that name, Chen Mo frowned.

Could it be that traitor Wei Yan stirring up trouble again?

Thinking for a moment, he directly called Wei Yan.

“President Chen, you called?”

Wei Yan’s voice came through the phone.

“Yeah, I saw that Cangxue Games transferred 300,000 to the company account. What’s going on?”

Chen Mo asked calmly.

“Oh, that 300,000? It’s revenue from Tianlong.”

“Tianlong? Isn’t that game constantly losing money? How did it suddenly generate so much revenue?”

Chen Mo was puzzled.

“This is all thanks to you, President Chen! You had the R&D team create a new set of gear and set a high price for it. I never expected anyone would actually buy it!”

“On the very day it was listed, someone directly spent 300,000!”

Wei Yan’s tone was full of admiration.

“…”

Chen Mo slowly hung up the phone.

So, this time, he had only himself to blame.

The gear was his idea. The pricing was his decision.

And yet, someone actually fell for it.

That was 100,000 yuan per set!

With a speechless expression, Chen Mo logged into Tianlong. He had to see who had bought three sets of that overpriced gear.

Once in the game, he checked the player rankings. Sure enough, three players were wearing the same set as him.

One name stood out in particular.

[I’m a Tycoon]

So it was him.

Chen Mo immediately pieced everything together.

After being obliterated by Chen Mo in-game, this guy must have been furious. Then, upon seeing the new gear in the store, he probably wanted to reclaim his dignity—so he rage-spent 300,000.

Now that he understood the situation, Chen Mo felt like slapping himself.

Why did I have to play games?

I just threw away 4,000,000 with my own hands!

But what’s done is done—there was no point dwelling on it.

Looking at his in-game character, Chen Mo decided to head to the wilds to grind some monsters and vent his frustration.

A short while later…

Chen Mo stared at the gray “You Died” screen, utterly bewildered.

Just moments ago, while grinding, [I’m a Tycoon] had appeared—along with a whole squad of players.

All three of them were decked out in his gear.

This time, they didn’t even say a word. They just ganged up and beat him to death.

Looking at the chat, filled with mocking messages,

Chen Mo fell into silence.