Chapter 80: Only I Have My Own Law Chapter 80: Opening Day

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

September 1st. Jiangning University's opening day.

The five members of the Chen family drove together to the main campus to register.

Chen Heng sat in the driver's seat, staring straight ahead. He had originally wanted to drive his own Land Rover to bring his second brother over, but was scolded by his father for being too high-profile, so he switched to the Ford F150.

Of course, that wasn't exactly low-profile either.

The 150 is a typical American pickup truck. Put in Chinese terms, it's a dual-purpose vehicle for both passengers and cargo.

Although the name sounds convoluted, unlike the dual-purpose vehicles often seen traveling through Chinese countryside, the "Raptor," priced at over 600,000 RMB, is not only larger than ordinary off-road vehicles but also boasts good comfort and off-road performance.

Driving such a car, if unfortunately involved in a car accident, it's often just a matter of paying money rather than going to the hospital; it's the preferred car model parents buy for their sons.

Chen Yi sat on the wide seat in the second row, still thinking about company matters in his head.

Gold Source International is divided into several subsidiaries, with the most important accounts kept in an offshore company in the Cayman Islands, on one hand to facilitate tax avoidance, and on the other to hide them.

Now, his problem is how to get the money out.

After nearly two weeks of busyness, besides mastering combat techniques, he earned about 11 million US dollars, equal to 100 million RMB.

Without a doubt, this figure could already help the family a great deal. Even Chen Congyu, the adult, might not have that much in savings on hand.

As for earning more money, although necessary, it could be done entirely through higher leverage without infinitely expanding capital. After all, the Siren's computing power has its limits; fantasizing about monopolizing the entire market is impossible, and occupying the New York Stock Exchange is already the maximum output.

However, getting money from overseas into the country is not as easy as earning so much money. Besides Tang Xiongfei, he had no one suitable to use. Although telling his parents would be fine, he himself had no resistance, but the existence of the supercomputer involved the Magic Subway, which is a secret he absolutely refuses to tell anyone.

In contrast, Mr. Tang Xiongfei, having witnessed the luxury of New York's upper class, now follows him devotedly, wanting to climb even higher, even to become CEO of Gold Source International on Wall Street, but has no opportunity to report the situation to Father Chen and Mother Chen, making it even harder for Chen Yi to decide.

The F150 twisted left and right, and after a long while they were almost at the school gate, where many parents' small cars were parked by the roadside listening, and school buses came and went, bringing students from out of town.

Chen Yi touched the wide seat under his legs and said somewhat reluctantly, "Mom, this new car doesn't seem common, does it?"

"It was bought in your father's company's name; at that time the bank card had a loan, and all company assets were frozen. This Ford had just been interiorly decorated when it was locked in the warehouse," Fang Man Yi explained with a smile, her eyes fixed on her son, knowing what he was thinking.

Chen Yi felt goosebumps from being looked at and gave an embarrassed laugh, saying, "No wonder people say you evade taxes; isn't this evidence? Either give it to me to destroy the evidence?"

He had taken a liking to this pickup truck, nearly two meters in height, 5.6 meters in length, and 2.4 meters in width, larger by a circle than the Hummer H2 admired by Chinese people; this kind of rugged American-style car full of muscular feel simply gives one the feeling of a tank.

And besides its excellent off-road performance, its most important function is to tow mobile homes and yachts, with over 300 horsepower and over 2 tons of towing force; just thinking about it tells you the immense power it contains.

Even with a higher-grade Strength Scroll, its durability probably can't compare to it.

Chen Yi ate Green Breath Berries while speaking, hoping to gain even a slight bit of good feeling to achieve his goal.

Fang Man Yi couldn't help but laugh, nudging her husband and saying, "See, I told you so, right?"

Chen Congyu grunted twice and said to Chen Yi, "Shameless; I thought you'd at least wait until we left before speaking up."

Fang Man Yi also said, "Giving it to you wouldn't be destroying evidence. And it's something worth nearly a million; how can you just have it whenever you want?"

"I got into Jiangning University," Chen Yi said softly.

"Mm."

"Should be under a million, right?"

"The decoration cost 200,000."

"Actually I could buy one myself," Chen Yi said aggrievedly. If he bought a car himself, he definitely couldn't hide it from his parents.

Fang Man Yi simply didn't believe him, saying, "If you had that much pocket money, I'd confiscate it right now."

Chen Yi glumly kept eating berries.

The eldest brother coughed in front and said, "A Yi, you don't seem to have a driver's license yet, do you?"

"I'll learn to drive quickly," Chen Yi answered guiltily. Part of the reason he wanted a car was because he saw Han Jie driving and felt its convenience.

If he had a pickup truck, wouldn't it be very convenient to go to the subway station and such in the future?

Whether it was the berries taking effect or Fang Man Yi having long prepared to give him a pickup truck, before reaching the school gate she softly said, "I'm giving you this car, but normally you must not exceed 60 kilometers per hour. Understand?"

Chen Yi turned his thoughts around, then excitedly shouted, "Thank you, Mom."

Chen Heng muffledly said, "What about me?"

"None of your business," Fang Man Yi pushed him, took a bag from her bag, handed it to Chen Yi and said, "Materials for learning to drive, I've already signed you up; also a gas card, insurance card, and such things, all kept together. If you accidentally have an accident, learn to solve it yourself; calling the insurance company or reporting to the police are both fine. Come find us if there are problems, understand?"

A long string of words left Chen Yi's head spinning.

Unexpectedly, Mom still had more to say, continuing, "After entering university, you must learn to live independently..."

Chen Heng stomped on the brake, got out of the car first and left. When he entered military school before, he had suffered similar education; he really didn't want to hear it a second time.

Chen Rongxi sneaked out pitifully, thinking she still had three years before she could be nagged, feeling both happy and sad.

After a long while, Mother Chen finished her speech, saying, "Get out of the car. Don't mention the Chen Family if there's nothing going on, but don't care too much either; don't lose face for your grandfather."

"I know, I know." Chen Yi had eaten a pack of Green Breath Berries. At this moment it was useless.

The little sister saw them get out of the car and also scurried over, pulling him curiously and saying, "Second Brother, what have you been eating all along?"

"A kind of berry with a shell, a friend gave it to me. I don't know the name." Chen Yi casually threw a handful to Chen Rongxi. Something worth at least 100,000 Gold Coins would make Wizards die of heartache if they saw it.

But to Chen Yi, it was just the price of 100 sheets of paper; maybe Pine Nuts were even cheaper.

Green Breath Berries are unlike Scrolls, basically having no side effects; after eating two or three, the effect is maximized, and the rest is just the effect of ordinary berries.

Chen Rongxi held it in her hand, imitating Second Brother's manner, gently pinching the thin shell, with no reaction at all.

She pinched hard again, still with no effect.

Chen Yi saw this and simply pinched it open and handed it to her, only saying, "You need technique."

Actually where is there technique; his ability to lift heavy as if light is because of his immense strength. Over 100 kilograms of force, plus a Level 2 Strength Scroll, makes him more formidable than most soldiers.

After such a long time of training, at his level of Body Technique Level 8, he can fully withstand two Level 4 Scrolls, plus seven or eight Level 2 Scrolls without problem, let alone being able to replenish Energy Recovery Potions.

So Chen Yi eats a "pine nut" and tears off a small scroll — it's purely a habitual action.

Chen Rongxi eats with "mmm" sounds, commenting as she chews: "Not as sweet as mulberries, a hint of pine nut bitterness, but the aftertaste is wonderfully sweet... really good."

She walks and talks all the way, and many people look over kindly.

This Green Breath Berry is precisely what works best on strangers.

Between acquaintances, the degree of like or dislike is relatively stable; strangers are completely different — you could say it starts from zero, and a single boost of 10% or 15% favorability makes an immediate difference.

Chen Rongxi only thinks it's because she's a naturally beautiful girl, smiling radiantly, running and jumping, attracting the attention of countless freshmen.

Chen Yi, meanwhile, shuttles between registration booths, using the aroma of over a hundred Green Breath Berries to win favor; many senior students who originally only served the girls break precedent and step forward to help.

Seeing so many people lending a hand, Fang Man Yi says: "Your dad and I will head back first; you kids watch yourselves. Chen Heng, before he gets his license, you're not allowed to give it to him."

Big Brother laughs and agrees, and the three siblings head toward the dormitory building together with the senior students.

Along the way, a few guys from the Computer Society also come running to help, calling him "Vice President's Brother" one after another — making listeners' eyebrows shoot up.

These electronics-playing otakus are no good at moving things, but they've got plenty of little tricks. Before long, Xiao Yu, having heard the news, sticks close to Chen Yi's side and whispers: "Expert, six-person dorm — you used to living with others?"

"Isn't it four-person?"

"That's because you Finance Academy people are rich." Xiao Yu says resentfully, then adds: "Whether four or six, sleeping in the same room with others is uncomfortable — want a room to yourself?"

Chen Yi frowns: "School rules forbid off-campus housing, right?"

Freshmen are still quite a rule-abiding group.

Xiao Yu clicks his tongue and says: "No need to live off-campus to get a single room — you know, since 2000, course selection and dorm assignments all require students to apply online..."

Chen Yi catches the drift and says familiarly: "Don't tell me you hacked the school server?"

"Shh." Xiao Yu hurriedly pulls him close: "Don't say that in front of people — if it gets out, we're done for."

"Understood. Get me a single." Chen Yi agrees readily.

He has so many secrets; sharing a room with others makes it too easy for the scrolls to be discovered. Not only does the Holy Qiao subway depart punctually at 22:30, the US stock market also opens around dawn — sharing a dorm with others, trouble is guaranteed.

Xiao Yu hehe-laughs twice and states his price: "Doable. You're pretty close with that Korean beauty from last time, right?"

"Okay." Chen Yi starts playing dumb — he knows Xiao Yu wants something.

His relationship with Jin Douna has been weird from start to finish, hard to admit to anything.

Xiao Yu grins like a sunflower that stole a chicken: "I've seen you with that Korean beauty. I'm not asking for much — just wondering, she's a cheerleader, right? Shouldn't there be lots of girls like her with those gorgeous tiny waists? Yin Douna, Sheng Douna, that sort?"

"No." Chen Yi won't agree to that kind of condition.

"Can't do that." Xiao Yu blanks for a moment: "Don't think a single dorm is that easy to arrange — hacking the server isn't enough."

He thinks Chen Yi wants to do it himself, and his voice rises: "With so many students to place across the whole school, dorms do have some surplus, but do you know which one? We can guarantee placing you next to our class's dorm, just pretending you're an extra — and the counselor won't have any leverage..."

"Change the condition." Chen Yi just shakes his head, casually popping another berry.

Xiao Yu glares at him for a long while: "Then I'll fix two more grades for you."

"What?"

"If a professor gives you a D or above — whether C or A- — I can change it to an A. Isn't that enough?"

"I don't need it." He has scrolls for protection.

Xiao Yu originally thought it was a sure thing, but Chen Yi rejects it cleanly; helpless, he holds up one finger: "Just make a call — we'll set up two group dates. That's the bottom line."

Chen Yi ponders a moment; he doesn't know if Jiang University's management is strict, but as a freshman, the trouble of living off-campus would likely exceed that of group dates.

Thinking it over, he counters: "I'll help you arrange the first one; the second, you negotiate yourself."

"Deal." Xiao Yu's hormones are about to fly off the Earth.

Chen Yi takes out his phone, but before he can dial, he hears a half-familiar foreign voice:

"Mr. Chen, what a coincidence running into you?"

No need to look — the foreign handsome guy Stanik, wearing soft Italian loafers, approaches the crowd with a warm smile.

He comforts unknown friends from all corners with his gaze, soothes youths from a few ethnic groups among hundreds worldwide with his spirit, and rubs shoulders with people from a few corners of the globe with his body.

Then, with a smile and voice like a spring breeze, the foreign handsome guy says: "Which dorm are you in? I transferred to the Finance Academy — still a sophomore, but lots of foundation courses to take — we'll be classmates from now on."

Foreign gentlemen in China have enjoyed most-favored-nation treatment for a hundred years, and it's never been revoked.

Other students need to test into the top 10% to enter the Finance Academy, but Stanik goes wherever he wants.

Chen Yi doesn't even know which dorm he'll be in, so he just sniffs, gives an "Mm," and keeps walking toward the dorm area.

Stanik doesn't mind, watching Chen Yi's back with a friendly smile, calling out: "Come by the Fencing Club when you're free."

Inwardly, he disagrees with Mark's assessment — technology worth billions or tens of billions of dollars? On this kid?

If we're talking rich kids, Stanik has seen plenty; a specimen like Chen Yi — if not for seeing him appraise antiques at the banquet, if not for seeing that impossibly hard problem in Professor Lang's office — he'd never believe the head of Gold Source International is him.

However, Stanik trusts the Mensa Club's test; since Chen Yi scored 148+ on such a difficult problem — in some ways stronger than himself — then getting lucky and developing technology that impresses Mark and the Holy See isn't impossible.

Of course, this technology looks like it'll end up belonging to the Holy See.

Stanik's gaze toward Chen Yi gradually turns pitying, like a colonist looking at a free man not yet enslaved.

If he hadn't registered the company secrets in the Caymans, if his family hadn't fallen, if his family controlled this technology...

God bless the civilized world!

Outside the word count: Though writing is slow, these past two days I've finally kept up a three-chapters-a-day pace — everyone, give the monthly tickets a boost, and Zhi Niao Tun will desperately maintain the speed.