"As you requested, here are two 1,000-gram, two 500-gram, two 300-gram, two 200-gram, and two 100-gram gold bars.

The total comes to 4,200 grams, valued at 2.105 million yuan."

"Everything looks good. Thank you for your trouble."

Xu Yun gave the bars a quick count before closing the case and casually setting it aside.

"It’s no trouble at all."

Jian Shiwai was fairly familiar with Xu Yun by now, so she smiled and said, "By the way, we know your mother’s birthday is in a few days, so the bank has prepared a special gift for her."

Xu Yun was confused.

"It’s nothing too valuable, just an imported waist massager. It works quite well, and we hope your mother enjoys it.

If you could give me her address later, I can arrange to have it shipped to your mother as soon as possible.

We also have a personalized commemorative gold coin made just for your mother, engraved with her name."

"Thank you, that’s very thoughtful." Xu Yun felt incredibly well taken care of, appreciating the bank’s attention to such small, considerate details.

’This is what it feels like to be treated like a king.’

’Clients with less money get gifts of rice and cooking oil, while the wealthy ones get imported massagers and personalized gold coins.’

After seeing the three of them out, Xu Yun gazed at the small case of gold bars, imagining his mother’s surprise when she received it on her birthday.

’She’ll probably hug it to sleep at night, hahaha.’

However, he would have to give her this gift in private. If word got out that it was in the house, it might attract unwanted attention, putting his mom in danger.

’Some assets can be public knowledge because no one can just take them from you. Other forms of wealth are best kept quiet.’

Just as he was about to get some rest, he received a call from Song Xiaowei.

She sounded ecstatic. "Brother Xu, I got in!"

"Got in where?"

"I passed the interview! I got the job at the TV station!"

Song Xiaowei explained excitedly over the phone, "Someone from the TV station called me this morning and told me...

...for some reason, they needed to fill an extra position, and they told me to report for work tomorrow morning!"

’As expected. Yan Can’s friend must have put in a good word.’

Xu Yun chuckled. "Congratulations, then. You got what you wanted."

"I know it’s all thanks to you, Brother Xu. If you hadn’t made that call, there’s no way I would have gotten in."

After her burst of excitement, Song Xiaowei paused and asked shyly, "Brother Xu, are you free tonight? I’d like to treat you to dinner."

"Sure. Pick a place and send me the time and address."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Xu Yun hesitated for a moment before calling Yan Can for the first time.

"Hey, Brother Xu."

Yan Can’s voice was thick with sleep. "What’s up?"

Xu Yun chuckled. "It’s the middle of the day. Still sleeping?"

"Ugh, I was out all night. Just catching up on sleep."

"Well, I won’t keep you."

Xu Yun said, "You mentioned last time you wanted to go into business with me, right?

I’m planning to produce a short-form drama for an online platform. Want to get in on it?"

"Hell yeah." That woke Yan Can up in an instant, his interest piqued.

But then he quickly asked, "How much of an investment are we talking? I don’t have much liquid cash on hand right now, probably only a little over two million.

And I don’t dare run up my credit cards, or my old man will find out right away."

Rich kids like him might seem to have it all, wanting for nothing, but they lived under the constant scrutiny of their parents.

In reality, they had very little disposable cash of their own.

All their spending money had to come from their families.

If their families ever cut them off financially, they’d be in a world of hurt.

Yan Can wanted to start his own business for two reasons: first, to prove himself, and second, to become financially independent and have money that was truly his own.

He wanted to stop having to live by his parents’ whims.

"Don’t worry, a short-form drama doesn’t cost that much."

Xu Yun chuckled. "As for the details, we can meet up and talk it over properly some other day, after you’ve had your sleep. There’s no rush."

"Alright, Brother Xu. I’m going back to sleep, then."

After taking care of all that, Xu Yun took an afternoon nap for a few hours. When he woke up, a message from Song Xiaowei had arrived.

He glanced at the message, freshened up a little, then got into his Continental GT and headed out to meet her.

’Since I held up my end of the bargain, a certain someone will surely fulfill her promise tonight.’

’If all goes as expected, I’ll have another woman by my side after tonight.’

Xu Yun felt no guilt about this whatsoever.

He had never forced anyone, nor had he ever mistreated any of the women who chose to be with him.

’It was always consensual.’