The path to becoming a tycoon begins with binding to the Godly Rich System.

[Host, do you accept the new mission?]

Yu Heng leaned against the car window, pinching the bridge of his nose wearily.

"Accept it."

Actually, the system released a new task yesterday, but he wasn't in the mood at the time, so he didn't accept it.

Please spend the 50 million mission funds within seven days.

No restrictions on the method of consumption

The cashback reward for completing a task depends on the host's completion rate of that task.

There will be no reward if the mission fails.

"System, people say that old people who don't die are thieves because they steal the blessings of their descendants to live so long. So do you think I can be bound to the system because I've absorbed the blessings of my relatives?"

Yu Heng asked the system in his mind, "If I didn't bind to the system, would they be less unlucky?"

The bond between the host and the system is predetermined from the moment the host is born; whether or not the system experiences misfortune will not affect the bond between the host and the system.

The system has no emotions, but it will answer every question the host asks that it can answer.

Yu Heng exhaled, dispelling the trace of self-loathing in his heart.

Lying in the bathtub of the presidential suite that night, Yu Heng held a glass of red wine in one hand and scrolled through his phone with the other.

I happened to see Chu Anlan's WeChat Moments post, where he was preparing for the TV station's New Year's Eve gala rehearsal.

Perhaps he was too tired today, or perhaps he had a little too much to drink, he sent a message to Chu Anlan.

Are you planning to sing at the party?

Unexpectedly, they replied instantly.

[Yeah, I don't have any other talents.]

Yu Heng got up, put on a bathrobe, dried his hair with a towel, and then lay down on the bed to reply to Chu Anlan's message.

Yu: [I'll come see you live then]

Chu: [Tickets are hard to buy!]

Yu: [Then you can give me two?]

Chu: [Who else are you coming to see this with?]

Yu: [Regarding myself]

Chu: [Then you need two?]

Yu: [I wonder if I would have the honor of having the big star watch the performance with me after it's over?]

Chu: [As a game streamer, I can watch with you, but as a big star, I have my own reserved seat.]

Yu Heng chuckled. Was he still holding a grudge against Yu Heng for mistaking him for a game streamer?

The two chatted back and forth for more than two hours, although it was all just rambling and pointless chatter.

The next morning, Yu Heng asked Zhang An to handle the matters he had instructed, while he himself drove to the Yang family's house.

Uncle Yu prepared a table full of breakfast, basically preparing everything he could cook.

Grandma Yu seemed a little listless, but her eyes lit up when she saw Yu Heng. She pulled him to sit down beside her and frantically piled food onto his plate.

Yu Heng couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to eat several times more breakfast than usual.

Today is Thursday, and the three children in the family still have to go to school.

"How about I take you to school later?" Yu Heng asked the three siblings.

"Really?" The two sisters were pleasantly surprised; they were very happy to be sent to school by their uncle.

Yang Qingxu hesitated for a moment, but still refused Yu Heng: "Uncle, you can take my sister and the others. I'll go to school by myself." He was afraid of troubling his uncle, and more importantly, he felt that he was an adult and didn't need his parents to take him.

"It's alright, I'll take you after I drop off your sister and the others, there's plenty of time." Yu Heng didn't care about his refusal and made the arrangements directly.

After finishing breakfast and saying goodbye to Grandma Yu and Uncle Yu, Yu Heng led his siblings into the car.

Before I had driven fifty meters, I saw Xu Jing riding his bicycle to school.

Yu Heng rolled down the car window and greeted Xu Jing. Xu Jing leaned into the car and saw Yang Qingxu and the others inside: "Cousin, are you taking Qingxu and the others to school?"

"Yes, together?" Yu Heng asked him.

"Come on, come on, cousin, wait for me!" Xu Jing shouted as he rode his bike back.

He hurriedly parked his car downstairs, grabbed his backpack, and rushed out. He hadn't had enough of riding in his cousin's luxury car yet.

After dropping the two sisters off at school, Yu Heng drove Yang Qingxu and Xu Jing to Qixiang Middle School.

Yu Heng parked the car.

"Cousin, will you still pick us up after school?" Xu Jing asked Yu Heng after getting out of the car.

Yu Heng also got out of the car: "You guys go to the classroom quickly, I came to your school because I have something to do."

"Uncle, is there anything I can help with?" Yang Qingxu felt that compared to his uncle, who was unfamiliar with the school, he was quite the country bumpkin.

"Go ask about your studies." Yu Heng smiled and said, "Hurry up and go into the classroom, don't be late."

Yang Qingxu blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed by being asked about his grades by his elders.

After the two of them left, Yu Heng dialed Zhang An's number.

Soon Zhang An arrived with the principal and dean of studies from Qixiang Middle School.

"Hello, you must be Mr. Yu. I am Wen Yizhi, the principal of Qixiang Middle School." Principal Wen warmly shook hands with Yu Heng.

He turned around and pointed to a middle-aged female teacher with a serious expression, saying, "This is Liu Li, the director of teaching at our school."

"Hello, Mr. Yu." Liu Li forced out what she considered to be the warmest smile.

Yu Heng... is very fitting for her role as the head of student affairs.

"Hello, Director Liu." After a brief handshake, Principal Wen invited Yu Heng to the principal's office.

"Mr. Zhang said that President Yu intends to donate money to our school for the renovation of our equipment?" Principal Wen poured Yu Heng a cup of tea.

“Yes, my nephew is currently studying at your school. I contacted them recently and wanted to transfer him to another school, but considering that his teachers and friends are all here, I think he might prefer to stay in his familiar environment.”

Yu Heng is not good at speaking in official jargon, nor does he need to.

"This? I didn't know who your nephew is?" Principal Wen was quite surprised.

"Yang Qingxu".

"Oh? So Yang Qingxu is your nephew? He's an outstanding student at our school. Not only has his grades never fallen out of the top ten in the grade, but he's also the class's discipline monitor. All his classmates respect him."

Liu Li, the director of studies, quickly took over, as he knew each student's situation better than the principal.

"It seems he gets along well with his classmates?" Yu Heng had previously felt that Yang Qingxu was a bit quiet and was worried that he would be ostracized by his classmates.

"Hey! He's good at academics and good-looking too, he's very popular at school." Director Liu said with a double meaning.

Yu Heng immediately understood; this meant that his nephew had many suitors at school.

"Would you like me to take you on a tour of our school?" Principal Wen steered the conversation back on track.

"No need, my assistant will arrange the payment. I still need to go to Mingde Town No. 2 Middle School later, where I have two nieces. I plan to finish dealing with matters at both schools today."

Principal Wen was taken aback. Was it really that direct? "How about this, we'll hold a simple donation ceremony for you?"

Yu Heng thought about it and realized that he had originally done it for Yang Qingxu's sake, so it would be good for everyone to know, and he agreed.

After discussing the donation details with Yu Heng again, Principal Wen instructed someone to make arrangements as soon as possible.

During recess at Qixiang Middle School, students arrived at the playground and found a platform set up under the flagpole. Class teachers urged students to line up in class formations.

It seems there's something important to announce; the students are all standing at attention.

It wasn't until two teachers went on stage and unfurled a banner that the ceremony began, reading "Mr. Yu Heng's Donation Ceremony to Qixiang Middle School High School."

The students immediately erupted in discussion, with various voices rising in their ears.

"Who is this Mr. Yu Heng?"

"It must be Mr. Yu Heng." "Get lost."

"How much should we donate?"

"It must cost at least tens of thousands, otherwise putting up a banner would be too expensive!"

"I hope he will donate it to the cafeteria to improve the meals."

"The school will probably use it to buy books."

"I want to use it to buy basketballs. There aren't enough basketballs in the school gym for us to share. What do you think, Lao Yang?" The classmate standing next to Yang Qingxu whispered to him.

"Yang Qingxu, come out here for a moment." Before Yang Qingxu could answer, the teacher called him away.

Yang Qingxu was also a little dazed; he hadn't expected his uncle to come to the school to donate money.

"Please wait here for a moment, and then go upstairs to take a photo with Mr. Yu."

The homeroom teacher led Yang Qingxu to the front of the line. The vice principal had just told her that Mr. Yu, who was donating today, was Yang Qingxu's uncle, and she should be prepared to be asked about Yang Qingxu's usual studies and life at school.

Seeing that the students were already lined up neatly, Yu Heng didn't want to take up too much of their class time, so he signaled to Director Liu to begin.

After Director Liu finished his five-minute opening remarks, he invited Principal Wen and Yu Heng to come up on stage.

Principal Wen truly lives up to his reputation as an educator; he can deliver a passionate and eloquent speech for ten minutes or so without a script.

"Now, please let Mr. Yu speak." Finally, Principal Wen handed the microphone to Yu Heng.

"Hello everyone, I'm Yu Heng. You may not know me, but you should know Yang Qingxu. I'm his uncle." Yu Heng chuckled and looked at the boy standing at the front of the line.

His classmates also turned their heads to look at Yang Qingxu.

Yang Qingxu's face suddenly turned red. He was very glad that he was standing at the front and didn't have to pay attention to his classmates' stares.

"Education is the foundation of a nation and the hope of a people. I am honored to be able to contribute my modest efforts to the cause of education. Of course, my main reason for donating is for my nephew, Yang Qingxu, who lives and studies at Qixiang Middle School, where he has his beloved teachers and dear classmates. Therefore, the money I am donating will be mainly used for subsidies for impoverished students, the replacement of school equipment, and the cafeteria, which is of great concern to the students. I hope that all the students will study hard and make progress every day."

Yu Heng concluded his brief speech, and Principal Wen led the applause.

Amidst thunderous applause, Director Liu brought out a white cardboard sheet that was 30 centimeters wide and 50 centimeters long that could be opened and closed, and had Principal Wen and Yu Heng each hold one end.

"Now, please let the principal and Mr. Yu reveal the amount of Mr. Yu Heng's donation to our Qixiang High School!" Director Liu raised his hand, gesturing for everyone to look at the donation plaque.

The white paper is peeled off.