Volume One, Chapter 45: Li Gang Calls Again

While the fans were clamoring for updates, a sudden influx of inexplicable people appeared, cursing the "dog author" and leaving everyone bewildered. Upon closer investigation, they finally understood what had happened. Was it really necessary to make such a fuss just for saying they liked two songs? The book fans began to defend the author on their own initiative. But how could they possibly be a match for those rabid idol fans?

Unexpectedly, just as everyone was growing anxious, Principal Wang himself spoke up! After Principal Wang posted on Weibo, the comment section exploded even further. No one had anticipated that Principal Wang was also a fan of "Immortal Execution," and with that, it was as if everyone had suddenly found their backbone!

“Damn, the dog author really has clout! Even Principal Wang is a fan of 'Immortal Execution.' Brothers, let’s get in formation—beg for more updates!”

“Wow, truly impressive—Principal Wang just throws down a hundred thousand in one go!”

“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter. We must follow Principal Wang’s lead! Dog author, give us more!”

“Give us more!”

The comment section soon became a chorus of “Give us more!” in unison.

Remarkably, the idol fans actually stopped. After all, Principal Wang had another title—the Entertainment Industry Disciplinary Commissioner. Which so-called celebrity would dare offend him? The fangirls fell silent, muttering a few discontented protests and nothing more.

Meanwhile, the book fans stood tall. “Come on, why aren’t you cursing anymore?” “A bunch of bullies who only pick on the weak and fear the strong. To quote a line from 'Don’t Bite Me,' does this behavior really do justice to your parents?”

Thanks to the trending topic about Jiang Yu and Principal Wang’s influential account, a considerable stir was created online. Many people came to check the comment section. To their surprise, it had nothing to do with Jiang Yu himself—it was all just people begging for more updates. Scrolling down, they realized this was an author. Their curiosity only deepened: What kind of novel could prompt Principal Wang to make such a post?

The intrigued began searching for "Immortal Execution" online. And once they started reading, they couldn’t stop.

Jiang Yu looked at his phone and chuckled. He opened the author’s backend and posted a few more chapters. In truth, he’d already updated that day and hadn’t planned to do more—but the incentive was simply too generous.

“Brothers, the dog author’s updated again!”

“Look, today Guoba specially thanks Principal Wang!”

At this moment, Principal Wang, lying on his bed, finished reading the new chapters with delight and let out a long, contented sigh. Today’s plot was exceptionally thrilling: the confrontation between the Ghost King Sect and the righteous path had begun. Zhang Xiaofan’s weapon had also been exposed and was taken back to the Qingyun Sect. But the story cut off abruptly, leaving Principal Wang scratching his head in frustration. This author was a master of cliffhangers—truly a “cliffhanger dog”!

However, when he saw the note at the end, “Thanks to Principal Wang for his support,” he couldn’t help but laugh. Clearly, the power of money still worked wonders.

With the traffic brought by Jiang Yu and the endorsement of Principal Wang, "Immortal Execution" shot straight to the top, surpassing the current leader to claim first place on the charts! Yet this was nothing compared to the impact caused by Jiang Yu’s "Don’t Bite Me." Major music platforms released the song simultaneously. Within just an hour of its release, downloads exceeded one hundred thousand—a speed unmatched by any other song.

At that moment, the offices of Starry Entertainment were playing the song. Li Jiang didn’t dare breathe too loudly. Li Gang’s expression was dark. He’d only maneuvered for two days, and Jiang Yu had countered with a song—a genius wouldn’t even begin to describe him; monster, prodigy were more apt. This young man’s talent was beyond his imagination. If only he could sign him, the company would have a hen that laid golden eggs for years to come.

With that in mind, Li Gang summoned his secretary and stepped out of the office.

At the foot of the Sandalwood Palace, Jiang Yu was just about to go out grocery shopping. Unexpectedly, two men blocked his way. Jiang Yu frowned; he didn’t recognize one of them, but the other was Li Jiang, who had previously sought him out.

“Hello, Mr. Jiang. We meet again,” Li Gang stepped forward, extending his right hand.

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow but made no move.

“It seems we’ve had some misunderstandings lately. Would you mind a chat? It’s better to make peace than hold grudges.”

Li Gang’s hand remained suspended in the air before he awkwardly withdrew it, forcing a smile.

“The sun’s blazing—we might as well find somewhere cool?”

Jiang Yu smiled. “Chairman Li, we’re all acquaintances here, so there’s no need for formalities. Whatever you have to say, just say it.”

Hearing this, Li Gang suppressed his dissatisfaction. No matter what, he was the head of one of the country’s top entertainment companies, worth billions; wherever he went, he was treated with respect. Rejected by the school, insulted at the restaurant—this was already the third time he’d been shown up.

“Well then, Mr. Jiang, since you’d rather talk here, so be it. You’ve already proven your worth. I’ve come this time with great sincerity to invite you to join our company.”

“Forget it. Our philosophies don’t align,” Jiang Yu replied and prepared to leave.

“Mr. Jiang, at least hear my offer first.” Li Gang blocked his way again, producing a contract and handing it to Jiang Yu as he spoke. “An A-level contract, with the company’s top resources at your disposal. If you agree, this contract is yours.”

Jiang Yu couldn’t help but scoff. Just days ago, they’d been locked in a near life-or-death struggle both online and off, yet now they turned around with such generous terms to woo him. Setting aside their conflict, Jiang Yu actually admired Li Gang. He could bend and adapt—a true hero.

But Jiang Yu had no intention of accepting the offer. What is a hero, after all, if not a venomous snake? Lurking in dark corners, waiting to strike when you least expect it. Right now, he held the initiative, but if he entered Starry Entertainment, the roles would be reversed.

“Sorry, Chairman Li, I’m not interested in this contract.”

“Jiang Yu! We can negotiate. What exactly is your asking price?” Li Jiang asked through gritted teeth.

Jiang Yu smiled. “Why, can’t you offer an S-level contract? Also, I want to establish my own studio. The company can’t interfere with its operations. Revenue split: seventy-thirty—seventy for me, thirty for you.”

“Impossible!” the secretary exclaimed.

Offering an A-level contract to a newcomer was unprecedented, let alone an S-level—that was reserved for superstars, top-tier celebrities. As for the other conditions, every single one pushed beyond their limits.

Li Gang’s face darkened further. “Jiang Yu, are you joking with me?”

“You asked me to name my terms. I’m just telling you what I want. You don’t have to agree,” Jiang Yu replied calmly.

Li Gang sneered. “Jiang Yu, you’re far too arrogant. It’s just a few lousy songs—do you really think you’re a hot commodity?”

“So now that negotiations have failed, you turn to personal attacks? Chairman Li, is that the extent of your vision?” Jiang Yu’s lips curled slightly.

“Fine, Jiang Yu, you’ve got nerve. As someone with more experience, let me give you a piece of advice: the world isn’t as simple as you think. Don’t be so headstrong, young man!”

With those words, Li Gang turned and left.