Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

Walter is not short of money.

But he was still surprised by the amount of the transfer he received.

This kid... probably just a kid. How much money did he make from the game he promoted?

He remained calm even when a number with so many zeros was turned over.

And it seems that the numbers transferred to other people are similar.

If Walter really asked, Jiang Yuan, who cooperated with the company and did not rely on just one game to make money, would probably show a smug smile and then say -

"I don't know either."

He really didn't know that over the past few hundred years, he had found people to help his money continue to make money, and he didn't even pay attention to how many industries his assets covered.

I have never counted how much money I have.

Anyway, he knew that the money he brought with him after traveling to this world was more than enough to help Beloberg complete its reconstruction.

The money transferred to friends was just a drop in the bucket.

In short, Jiang Yuan felt that he was now shining like gold.

As for whether he is also shining in the eyes of others, or is being taken advantage of, it is hard to say.

Anyway, he generously transferred money to everyone present, including the lovely train conductor, so there was no need for them to refuse.

[Ah, that's great.]

[It is proven that Jiang Yuan is fickle.]

[He hasn't transferred the money to us yet, right, Bai Heng?]

[That’s right, it’s too much, too much… By the way, have I said this word more than once before?]

[Are you so rich?]

[The assets accumulated over hundreds of years are enough to buy Yalilo 6.]

[The premise is that they are willing to sell.]

[Wait, hundreds of years? Transferring money to Sister Ji Zi and Uncle Yang and saying it's a gift from the children to honor their elders? Isn't that just pretending to be young?]

[In his own words——]

〔I just turned 18~〕

[Okay, stop, stop. Just think of him as a child. I don’t want to keep repeating his clip sounds in my head.]

[Hey, everyone, go back to the group and check, Jiang Yuan has sent out red envelopes!]

That’s right, Jiang Yuan never favors one over another.

After taking the phone from Ying, he sent out red envelopes in the group, which included both credit points and Mora, with the main idea being to benefit everyone equally.

As time goes by, although the technology in Teyvat is not as advanced as that in the Star-Iron World, since people have mobile phones, the mobile phone transfer function has also appeared.

Otherwise, if Jiang Yuan wanted to send red envelopes to his friends in Teyvat, he would have to ask the system for help.

At that time, the situation might be... his friends suddenly find a bag of Mora falling from the sky, and they might be hit if they don't react in time.

Jiang Yuan couldn't imagine that scene.

After showing his generosity, Jiang Yuan turned around and asked Paimeng: "Where were we talking about before?"

How did they jump from the topic of what performances would be held at the pioneer festival to the topic of him transferring money to someone?

This time it wasn't because of his sudden whim.

It was Ying and Paimeng who said that he was already the boss of a game company and must be very rich, but he still didn't transfer the money to them.

...Well, at least it's not all their fault.

Paimeng was very satisfied after getting the money. He squinted his eyes and laughed, imagining how many delicious foods he could eat at Kaituo Energy.

She was lost in thought when she heard Jiang Yuan's question, so she naturally didn't respond.

"...Ying?" Jiang Yuan asked someone else.

Ying is currently at a stage where she is quite fond of her brother, and she smiled and replied, "I'm talking about what kind of show Paimon and Ichito are going to perform."

She asked, "Hey, since you have so many ideas, why don't you also think about what we are going to perform?"

"You're not entirely part of the train crew, so why don't you take part in another performance as a member of the Teyvat crew?"

Jiang Yuan was even careful about the transfer of money, so he certainly wouldn't refuse the program.

He glanced at the people present and had an idea.

"What a coincidence, Keli and Qiqi are here, isn't there a song that just happens to suit us?"

Jiang Yuan mentioned Keli and Qiqi, and Ying instantly knew what he was referring to.

"Let the wind tell you? But Xiao and Venti are not here."

"Let's sing a cover," Jiang Yuan pointed at Ying, "You are responsible for singing Wendy's part. After all, the voice actor that Mihoyo hired is a girl, and you are also a girl."

"According to what you said, if we round it up, I equal Wendy, and Wendy equals a girl?"

〔What? Wendy is a girl?〕

[It’s the dubbing of the game in another world. The version played in the world next door is the one released by Jiang Yuan, but it was dubbed by me!]

[To be honest, Mr. Wendy's voice is quite similar to that of my little apprentice.]

[Yanqing is a young man, right?]

[That’s right.]

[Hahaha, a spirited young boy, how great! I am just an ordinary bard now, I don't have that kind of energy anymore.]

[Really? Why do I see you running very fast when you hear about good wine?]

[Well... Hey~]

[Wendy, Wendy. I do know a girl named Wendy.]

[No way, Uncle Yang, you have too many acquaintances in your hometown, right? How come there are so many people you know?]

[I have the same idea myself. I just hope that there won’t be…]

〔Who?〕

[No, it's nothing. I guess I won't see those two men again.]

[Uncle Yang, why did you say to keep half? Isn't this even more curious?]

[Hey, Uncle Yang, please say something.]

Perhaps thinking of some past events, Walter next door stopped posting comments.

Jiang Yuan, who was distracted by the barrage, shook his head silently in his heart.

The two men Walter mentioned, even though he had not yet officially come into contact with the Mijia three-word game next door, had seen them while watching videos.

As for Walter’s expectations, he could only say that Uncle Yang might be frightened when he arrived at the Immortal Boat.

"Okay, I'll sing."

Ying's voice brought Jiang Yuan back to his senses.

She was complaining about Jiang Yuan's logic and had no opinion on the singing itself.

"Then you are going to sing Xiao's part, right?"

"Of course, we are good friends, so I will do his lines." Jiang Yuan thought for a moment, "Should I ask him for authorization?"

[No, it’s up to you.]

A barrage of comments quickly replied to him.

[Is it Xiao Shangxian? ]

[Xiao Shangxian, please don't pamper him too much! He's becoming more and more arrogant, okay!]

[I didn't. That song has nothing to do with me. It comes from another world and doesn't need my permission.]

[Speaking of pampering, aren't we all pampering him? Otherwise, how did he grow up to be the person he is now?]

[No way, who makes him the King of the Sea?]

[No way, who asked him to give so much?]

[No way, who made him so shameless and persistent?]

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