Walking into the kitchen, Chen Yu sat down at his seat and silently ate his meal, appearing somewhat absent-minded.
Noticing Chen Yu's abnormality, Chen Sanke tilted her head and pondered for a moment. She then picked up the chicken drumstick on her plate and placed it in Chen Yu's bowl.
"Huh?"
Chen Yu was taken aback. He then raised his head to look at Chen Sanke.
Shaking her oily hands, Chen Sanke said, "B-Big Brother wants to eat meat."
Lowering his head, Chen Yu looked at the chicken drumstick in his bowl. He then swept a glance at the food on the table.
There was only one chicken drumstick for dinner today.
His parents, Chen Yike, and Chen Erke did not have a single speck of meat on their plates.
Instantly, Chen Yu inexplicably felt uncomfortable. He picked up the chicken drumstick with his chopsticks and returned it to Chen Sanke's bowl. "You eat. I don't like chicken drumsticks."
"Don't like chicken drumsticks …" Chen Sanke repeated blankly. She then turned to look at Chen Erke, who was staring at the chicken drumstick and licking her lips. "Big Sis, you … you eat it!"
"You've already bitten it. I'm not eating it." Chen Erke curled her lips.
"None of you like it … but I like it," Chen Sanke muttered in a low voice. She then took a bite of the chicken drumstick and chewed happily.
Mother Chen watched all of this, but her heart remained calm.
This was her home.
Living a not-so-wealthy life was a part of her life. She had long since gotten used to it. She was even numb to it.
"Manager, we have to pay the rent on the first of next month."
After taking a few bites, Mother Chen drank a mouthful of vegetable soup and said in a muffled voice.
"So soon?" Father Chen was stunned.
"It has always been paid once every three months."
Wiping away the oil stains at the corner of her mouth, Mother Chen shrugged. "Moreover, Second Eldest's tuition fees for mental abacus will be paid next month.
School is about to start, and the children will have to pay quite a lot of money for their books.
The season is changing, and we need to buy some new clothes. "
Father Chen put down his chopsticks.
"I heard that the heating will start early this year, and the heating fees will be quite high as well. We need to prepare in advance."
Mother Chen continued chattering, "Some time ago, you said that a few of your classmates will be coming to visit you. This will be another expense. Think of a way to reject them …"
Not willing to listen to these trivial family matters, Chen Yu quickly finished the rice in his bowl, put down his chopsticks, and stood up to leave.
"Just one bowl?" Mother Chen frowned.
"Okay, I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat anymore."
Waving his hand, Chen Yu walked out of the kitchen and returned to his bedroom. He then sprawled out on his bed.
He stared at the peeling paint on the ceiling for a while, closed his eyes, and emptied his mind.
"Creak …"
The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and the sound of wood rubbing against each other could be heard.
Looking up, Chen Yu saw Chen Sanke walking into the bedroom. Raising the half-eaten chicken drumstick in her hand, she said, "Brother!
Eat meat! "
Chen Yu: "..."
"Eat!"
After saying so, Chen Sanke reluctantly took another small bite of the drumstick and passed it to Chen Yu while chewing.
"I told you I'm not eating," Chen Yu said as he pointed outside the door. "Get out."
"You're not eating?"
"Get out."
"Oh …"
"Get out."
Chen Sanke stood still, blinked her eyes, and turned to leave the bedroom.
"Bang!!"
The door was slammed shut, and a piece of the wall was shaken off …
"Hah."
Sighing, Chen Yu sat up and pulled out his phone. He then opened WeChat and quickly typed a message.
[Chen Yu: "You there?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Yes!
Mr. Chen, have you thought it through? "]
[Chen Yu: "Yes.
I'm willing to sign this contract. "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "That's great!
Just use a black pen to sign the second page of the contract. "]
[Chen Yu: "But I have a small request."]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Please speak, Mr. Chen."]
[Chen Yu: "During the review process, I need your help to hide my identity. Can you do that?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "This is simple.
Some of our partners in other space-times will have similar requests.
However, I have to remind you that if you choose to go public, your reputation and status will grow faster, and your product will be promoted more smoothly. Are you sure you still want to hide your identity? "]
"Nonsense.
No matter how high my status and reputation are, what's the point of becoming a puppet? "Chen Yu curled his lips as he stared at the screen and typed rapidly.
[Chen Yu: "I'm sure!
I don't want my work to affect my personal life. "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Very well.
I'll redraft the contract for you now. "]
[Chen Yu: "Okay."]
As soon as Chen Yu sent the word "okay," a white whirlpool formed in the middle of the room, and a white envelope fell out.
Thud.
The sound of the envelope landing on the floor was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
After being stunned for two seconds, Chen Yu immediately typed a question.
[Chen Yu: "Another contract arrived. Did you send it?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Yes."]
[Chen Yu: "So fast?
Didn't you say you'll redraft it? "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "That's right.
It took us three hours to draw up the contract.
However, when we send it to you, we only need to set the delivery time to the second after we chatted. "]
Realization dawned on Chen Yu.
[Chen Yu: "I see.
Space-time travel is truly magical.
However, why did you take so long to send me an express delivery? "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Because this is the first time you're sending an item, there's no fixed route. To be on the safe side, we extended the delivery time by a few minutes."]
[Chen Yu: "Understood.
I'll take a look at the contract first. If there's no problem, I'll sign it. "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Very well, Sir!
Feel free to consult me if you have any questions. "]
Jumping out of bed, Chen Yu picked up the envelope on the floor and removed the seal. He then took out the contract document inside and carefully flipped through it page by page.
When he reached the seventh page, he read through one of the clauses several times. He then took out his phone and typed a question.
[Chen Yu: "The fourth clause on the seventh page of the contract states that if I choose to conceal my identity, all profits generated from my videos will be donated anonymously?
What does that mean? "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "It's literally what it means.
If you choose to conceal your identity, the bank card under your name will not be bound to the platform's account.
In that case, the clicks, shares, gifts, recommendations, and other profits generated from your videos will have nothing to do with you. They will be donated to a charity foundation in the current timeline. "]
[Chen Yu: "Can't I use a special method to transfer the profits to my card while concealing my identity?
With your technology, it should be easy, right? "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Yes, Mr. Chen. We can do it, but we won't do it."]
[Chen Yu: "Why?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Because doing so will violate the Earth Alliance's Lawful Gains Law. It will even violate the Earth Alliance's Criminal Code's Article 127, which is a crime of money laundering.
If you choose to conceal your identity, you will have to give up on the profits generated from your videos. "]
Chen Yu tightened his grip on his phone and glanced at the contract.
[Chen Yu: "You're trying to find a way to make me reveal my identity, right?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Mr. Chen, it will be easier for you to advertise yourself if you reveal your identity.
I'm doing this out of consideration for you. "]
[Chen Yu: "Are you doing this out of consideration for your performance?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "There's no conflict."]
[Chen Yu: "Fine."]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "You've changed your mind?!"]
[Chen Yu: "I'm even more determined now."]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "…"]
[Chen Yu: "Conceal your identity then!
Don't reveal a single hair. "]