I am the Immortal Emperor, and I am VIP 50.

"That's how it is..." Touching the bump on his head, Zhou Yu led Mo Ci to the three of them. "This is our club's fifth member. Come on, Xiao Mo, give us a performance."

Mo Ci panicked immediately. She had come in such a hurry, how could she have prepared anything?

"I'll do a backflip for everyone..."

Liu Bei and Liang Yanbo quickly raised their hands to stop her, saying, "No, he's not right in the head, and neither are you!"

Gao Ying then remembered a crucial question: "Brother Yu, now that we've met two conditions to start a club, what should we call it?"

Zhou Yu didn't think much about this, after all, all he could think about was raising money from others after starting the club, and also embezzling some of the club's activity funds. He didn't think about anything else.

Indeed, the more imposing and powerful a club's name is, the more likely it is to attract the interest of its target customers, especially wealthy young men and women like Liu Bei and Gao Ying.

"How about we call it the King's Tyrant Society?"

"Turtle Society?" Liang Yanbo's face darkened. "You might as well just kill me."

"Is that not possible?" Zhou Yu stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then said, "How about..."

Liu Bei anticipated his train of thought first, "If you dare to say anything about the Shu Han Society, I'll twist your head off."

Zhou Yu shook his head in disappointment. "Then I have nothing to say."

Everyone: "..."

"I have a suggestion!" Gao Ying raised her hand.

Zhou Yu: "Rejected."

Gao Ying retorted angrily, "I haven't said anything yet!"

Squinting, Zhou Yu stared at Gao Ying and asked, "Are you going to talk about the Azure Dragon Gang?"

Gao Ying's eyes widened. "How did you know?!"

"We've known each other for so many years, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?" Zhou Yu waved his hand, looking at Mo Ci, who was sitting on the edge of the dining chair. "Don't you have any ideas?"

"Huh? Me?" Mo Ci pointed to himself, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How about... how about we call ourselves Zhou Yushe? Use your name as a brand name?"

Zhou Yu shook his head repeatedly, "That won't do."

Liang Yanbo was somewhat confused. "Why?"

"I can't bear the shame."

Everyone: "..."

How can you really say that?

At that moment, a brilliant idea flashed in Zhou Yu's mind, "I've got it!"

"Why not just call it the Immortal Emperor Society? The name is pretentious enough, and people can immediately see my ambition. It would also be a great opportunity for our target customers, wouldn't it?"

Everyone fell silent for a moment, and indeed they couldn't come up with a better name for the club.

"Alright, it's up to you." Liu Bei waved his hand. Although he was the nominal president, the club was essentially centered around Zhou Yu, so his opinion didn't matter. As long as Zhou Yu was satisfied, that was enough.

After dinner, Zhou Yu led the five of them, along with Liu Bei, who was part of the club, to the homeroom teacher and explained the matter of starting the club.

The homeroom teacher looked at Liu Bei with a puzzled expression, as if asking why this top student in the grade was hanging out with Zhou Yu and his group.

After all, scores of 400-plus and 500-plus are comparable, but scores of 600-plus are not a score that everyone can achieve.

Not to mention, in the third year of high school, there was an even more ruthless Sun Zhongmou, whose score of over 700 points was far beyond the level of No. 2 High School.

The requirements for starting a club are very strict, but once the requirements are met, it becomes easy to start. Zhou Yu and his friends successfully obtained a club activity room in a corner of the school's teaching building.

Meanwhile, the club's first funding for activities arrived quickly. Although it was only a mere five thousand yuan, it was a rather generous sum for a newly established club like theirs.

The event funds were directly deposited into Zhou Yu's WeChat balance. It is said that the event funds are distributed monthly, similar to a salary.

"I heard that if a club is big enough, its operating funds can also increase," Liu Bei said to Zhou Yu. "If it reaches the size of a student council, then the club's funds will be a considerable sum."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu's curiosity was piqued again. "Really? Then how do you determine if a club has expanded in size?"

"I don't know about that. You can ask someone who knows about it later," Liu Bei shrugged. "This is my first time being the club president, so I'm not familiar with it. But at least we need to increase the number of members, right?"

Zhou Yu thought it was fine too.

An empty classroom, no different from a regular classroom, but without any matching desks and chairs, has become their club activity room.

"Perfect timing," Gao Ying said, taking out her phone. "Brother Yu, let me take some photos for you now. I need them for work this weekend."

"Oh right, there's this too," Zhou Yu casually struck a classic Bolt pose, "Come on, the cooler the shot, the better."

Click, click—

Gao Ying took more than a dozen photos of Zhou Yu from different angles, but the vast majority of them focused on his face.

Seeing this strange scene, Mo Ci was a little confused and asked Liu Bei beside him, "Work? Does Brother Yu still work on weekends?"

Liu Bei's face darkened, as if he had some unpleasant memories. "Don't ask about this matter. This is not a job that ordinary people can do."

"oh oh……"

Gao Ying quickly finished taking photos of Zhou Yu and then sent her results to others with great satisfaction.

Soon, Gao Ying's phone rang again.

"Oh! Brother Yu, good news! You've passed the review. Just go report over this weekend!"

Liu Bei's expression grew even uglier.

"Really?" Zhou Yu was overjoyed. After all, Gao Ying had told him directly that this was a very lucrative job, possibly even more than what he could earn working at the Ni Chang Xian Yan for half a day.

At this point, Zhou Yu couldn't help but look forward to it.

After all, his current spending habits are just like Tiankeng's. Upgrading the Returning to Truth Breathing Technique costs 500,000, and the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique and the High Center Technique each cost 50,000.

At this rate of spending, he can't afford not to make more money.

"Where are you reporting for duty this weekend? What exactly will you be doing?" Zhou Yu glanced at Gao Ying, then at Liu Bei. Neither of them had told him the specifics of their job duties yet.

Gao Ying wanted to speak, but Liu Bei covered her mouth, saying, "It's okay, you'll know when you go. And once you go, you'll know it's definitely a job that makes a lot of money."

Zhou Yu froze for a moment, and a bad thought immediately flashed through his mind. "You're not going to send me...?"

"All I can say is, keep it a secret, and I'll give you a surprise this weekend." Liu Bei seemed to be harboring a vengeful sneer.

"You'll understand then why this job requires an initial review before it can be decided whether you're qualified."

Zhou Yu: "..."

I have a very bad feeling!