Chapter 54: There Is a Regret Called Us

The hot pot meal was filled with joy and warmth. Tian Tian reads novels, so thoughtful—ttks. tw, waiting for you to read.

During the meal, the management team of Xianyu Music was finalized.

Zhang Dongshan became CEO, and Chen Huan took the role of Deputy CEO, overseeing both the Artist Department and Operations Department.

The two planned to appoint Zhang Xian as Director of the Creation Department, but Zhang Xian refused, citing his existing duties as detrimental to creativity.

Holding an official position in the company was absolutely out of the question—the vibe was too much like a regular job!

In truth, Zhang Dongshan's role as CEO was mostly symbolic; after all, Xianyu Music belonged to the Zhang Family, so it would've been awkward if he hadn't taken the title.

But Zhang Dongshan had zero experience managing a company, and he much preferred his identity as a "famous singer," so the early operational and managerial work fell almost entirely to Chen Huan.

Of course, the company still needed to hire staff—they'd rented over two thousand square meters of office space, and with three artists—Chu Yourong, Han Ziwei, and Zhang Dongshan—the full team setup couldn't be neglected.

But none of this was Zhang Xian's concern—he just needed to lie flat properly and wait for rewards from his benefactor.

The next day.

Zhang Xian slept until he woke naturally.

Ding!

Number One Lying Flat Assistant's income yesterday: 85,000 yuan!

Host received double reward: 170,000 yuan!

Number Two Lying Flat Assistant's income yesterday: 3.8 million yuan!

Host received double reward: 7.6 million yuan!

Just like yesterday, he woke up to over seven million yuan deposited into his account.

Life was this simple and unadorned.

Yet the earning power of "Dignity" still stunned Zhang Xian.

Aside from the double rewards from the Lying Flat Assistant, Zhang Xian, as the creator, also received royalty splits—he earned the same amount as Chu Yourong.

In other words, Zhang Xian's daily income reached ten million yuan!

Of course, this was because "Dignity" had gone viral, exploding in popularity—songs this wildly successful were rare and unpredictable.

After breakfast and lunch.

Zhang Xian rode his electric scooter to the river as usual; today he planned to catch more fish, since so many young women and newlyweds were waiting.

But when he arrived at the river, Zhang Xian was stunned.

The spot where he'd fished yesterday, and the surrounding area, were packed tightly with fishermen.

What the hell is going on here?

There used to be no one here at all!

What Zhang Xian didn't know was that yesterday he'd become an instant legend—his consecutive catches had left all the fishermen in awe. Since it was livestreamed from the Jingxi Electronics Factory's channel and captured by video surveillance, his exact location was easy to pinpoint. By last night, some fishermen had already found the spot, and this morning, a massive crowd had rushed there—hence the "grand scene" Zhang Xian now saw!

Fine, you can have it then!

Zhang Xian rode his electric scooter downstream, walking about three to four kilometers until the riverside was completely empty. He chose a spot based on his Divine Angler's knowledge and began today's battle.

Meanwhile.

In Xianyu Music's rehearsal room.

Chu Yourong had already begun diligently practicing dance.

After all, she was from a girl group—she couldn't let her dance skills atrophy; they'd still be useful for future concerts.

During a break, Chu Yourong noticed a video message from Han Ziwei.

The message asked: Yourong, is the man in this video Zhang Xian?

Chu Yourong opened the video: a man was giving away fish for free, and a large crowd of women were lining up—all of them wearing silk stockings.

On the A4 paper in front of the fish-giver, it clearly read: "Wear silk stockings, get free fish."

Although the fish-giver's face was obscured by cartoon animal stickers, Chu Yourong, who knew Zhang Xian well, could still recognize him by his build and attire—the clothes in the video were exactly what he'd worn yesterday.

Once she recognized Zhang Xian, Chu Yourong was speechless.

What kind of person is this? Giving away free fish just to get women to show their black stockings—does he have no shame?

Chu Yourong opened the video's comment section, and after reading the most-liked comment, she was even more speechless.

The unspoken rules of the fish-giver.

1, The longer the legs, the bigger the fish.

2, The higher the looks, the bigger the fish.

3, The shorter the skirt, the bigger the fish.

Pfft!

Shameless!

Chu Yourong spat out in anger.

Suddenly, she felt the fury of catching her own man sneaking around behind her back.

She opened her WeChat chat with Chen Huan—the breakup draft he'd sent her two days ago. She'd been hesitating whether to post it, even though her relationship with Zhang Xian had started as fake.

The agreement had ended, yet she still couldn't bring herself to send the breakup message, because once sent, it would be final.

At this stage, at least Zhang Xian's family still didn't know they'd "broken up"!

To Zhang Dongshan, she was still his daughter-in-law.

But Zhang Xian was sneaking off to flirt with other women—so many of them!

Just thinking about it made her furious.

Yes, in Chu Yourong's eyes, giving away free fish was flirting—why else would he do it, and why make them wear silk stockings for him?

Hmph, scumbag!

Pouting, Chu Yourong angrily posted Chen Huan's breakup draft to her Weibo.

Seasons change, and some companionships too must come to an end; the wind carries away fallen leaves, but not the scenery we once watched together— henceforth, you have your sun and moon, I have my mountains and rivers.

Chen Huan's copy for Chu Yourong was of a literary style— nowhere in it did the words "break up" appear, yet the meaning was unmistakable.

In fact, this was also a way to promote "Decent," for singing "Decent" after a breakup was the most eye-catching, most dramatic gimmick imaginable.

After the Weibo post went live, the comment section exploded.

"Huh? Broke up?"

"They actually broke up?"

"No wonder 'Decent' was sung with such passion!"

"I always said you couldn't capture the feeling of 'Decent' unless you broke up!"

"Didn't they just post their wedding photos a few days ago? This is so sudden!"

"Congratulations, Nai Rong, back to single life— Pu Da Xi Ben!"

"Good riddance—he's not good enough for you! Date me, and you'd never break up!"

"Isn't this just a marketing stunt for 'Decent'?"

"Breakups should be decent—no one needs to say sorry… wait, they actually pulled it off!"

With the Weibo post published,

the topic #ChuYourongBreakup# surged to the top of Weibo's trending list.

By the river.

Zhang Xian, busy fishing, had no time to check Weibo.

Another big fish bit; Zhang Xian wrestled with it for a long while before finally hauling it ashore—it was a mandarin fish weighing fifteen or sixteen catties.

Wow!

New record!

Overjoyed, Zhang Xian quickly placed the fish into his newly bought fish tank.

Ding!

Check-in successful!

Reward: 20,000 R Coins!

Random reward: one Entertainment Blind Box.

As he reeled in the big fish, the system notification chimed again.

Uh, another blind box!

Thrilled, Zhang Xian immediately opened the blind box.

Ding!

Entertainment Blind Box successfully opened!

Congratulations, host, you have obtained a Z-Space song: "There Is a Regret Called Us"

A series of prompts sounded, and another song was now added to Zhang Xian's collection.

He read the lyrics.

Uh, this song could pass as a sequel to "Decent"!

Can't bear to let you go, yet can't marry you

So desperately want to walk one more step beside you

Just thinking that someone else will spend your remaining years with you

How could you know how much my heart aches

Can't bear to let you go, yet can't marry you

There is a regret whose name is Us