Crossing Timelines: It's Reasonable for Me, the God of Wealth, to Be Short on Money, Right?
Chapter 104

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"That's about it."

After finishing the recording and putting away his phone, Su Wen's tone became serious.

"Martial Dao are completely different from what you imagine."

"You'll have more time to think about Martial Dao in the future. Of course, I also hope that your vision for Martial Dao can become a reality."

"Du Guowei, I want to start a journal."

"The magazine is Martial Dao General Journal. I'd like to invite you to join us. Would you be interested?"

Du Guowei: "???"

No, he doesn't quite understand now.

What he just said has absolutely nothing to do with real Martial Dao?

If that's the case, why record what you say?

And the idea of establishing a journal—combined with Martial Dao involving supernatural powers—sounds a bit odd, doesn't it?

As a student at Imperial Capital University, he participated in a project organized by his department's professors during the summer vacation last semester and also wrote a related paper.

According to that teacher, his paper was quite good, and the teacher even helped him submit it to a journal, saying it might get accepted.

If I pass, as long as my grades aren't too bad, I should have no problem getting a recommendation for graduate school.

But the key question is... how can supernatural Martial Dao be related to journal articles?

That sounds incredibly absurd.

What's even more absurd is that this person, who founded Martial Dao General Journal, wants to drag me into joining them?

He has absolutely no interest in academic papers!

Writing this was truly painful!

He stayed up several nights in a row to finish his project paper, and his hair almost went bald from exhaustion.

Most importantly, he knows absolutely nothing about Martial Dao. Asking him to join Martial Dao General Journal to write or approve papers would be misleading and harmful to students.

Martial Dao General Journal!

Doesn't that name sound incredibly powerful?

Are martial artists who can contribute to the Martial Dao General Journal any kind of person?

If I have no skills and yet I'm working within the Martial Dao General Journal, what if something goes wrong? Will I get beaten to death on the spot?

Judging from your expression, you seem to agree.

Su Wen nodded slightly and said softly, "Come on, sign this agreement, and you'll be one of my Martial Dao General Journal's employees."

Upon hearing this, Du Guowei quickly said, "No, no, no, I didn't mean to..."

"Since you're new, you can only be a regular editor for the Martial Dao General Journal. Your initial monthly salary is set at 200,000, which can be increased if you get promoted later."

Su Wen paused after speaking, then asked, "You're not thinking about anything?"

Du Guowei took a deep breath and said, "I never imagined that Martial Dao could be combined with academic research; it's truly incredible."

"During my time at school, I assisted my professor with project assignments and wrote a paper based on the project, which I submitted to a provincial journal and is currently under review."

"I feel I have a strong interest and passion for the position of editor of the Martial Dao General Journal, and I am confident that I can do this job well and contribute my efforts to the Martial Dao General Journal!"

Su Wen chuckled and said, "It's very good that you're aware of this. Don't just talk, take a look at the agreement, and sign it if there are no problems!"

Upon hearing this, Du Guowei nodded quickly, then picked up the agreement and glanced at it briefly.

When he saw that the Martial Dao General Journal was a state-owned enterprise and that Martial Dao General Journal editors were considered public servants with official positions, corresponding benefits, and pensions, he stopped reading.

Sign it directly!

With such generous terms, what are you waiting for?

Most importantly, now that the Martial Dao General Journal has just been established, and I've already joined, I'm sure I'll get promoted in the future!

Pay me a salary, or it's a secure job!

The promotion channels are transparent, and there's hope for the future!

If I don't join, my family and relatives will jump up and slap themselves to wake up when they find out.

If my father finds out, he'll probably take some sacrificial offerings to the ancestral graves to see if any auspicious smoke is rising from them.

The Du family has finally produced a talented person!

"Come on, let's add each other as friends."

After Du Guowei signed the document, Su Wen handed over the QR code on his phone.

Du Guowei didn't hesitate and quickly scanned the QR code.

After signing that name, the person in front of him was no longer just the military region commander, but also his superior!

"This..."

Du Guowei stared at Su Wen's cartoon-style God of Wealth avatar and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Why is this boss's profile picture so cute?

"Alright, I'll have someone take you home in a bit."

Su Wen stood up and said, "Go back and pack your things these next few days. You'll be starting work soon."

"Once you start working, you might not have much time to take care of your own things!"

"Of course, you'll get overtime pay for working overtime for the Martial Dao General Journal, so you don't need to worry about that."

Upon hearing this, Du Guowei's expression hardened, and he said, "Don't worry, sir! I will definitely work hard and live up to your expectations!"

After Du Guowei left, the Theater God role appeared right next to Su Wen.

"Grandpa, aren't you going to teach Xiao Su anymore?"

"After all, he's Shadow God, possessing innate mastery of the art of shadow. Understanding some basic training information is sufficient."

The Theater God abruptly changed the subject, asking, "That child you were just chatting with, do you value him a lot?"

Su Wen nodded and said, "Yes, he's a genius!"

The Theater God's eyes flickered, and he asked in a deep voice, "The future God-Prefixed Heavenly Mandate Bearer '?"

"No, that's not it."

Su Wen shook his head and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, he shouldn't be the Heavenly Mandate Bearer."

"His talent lies in Martial Dao research."

The Theater God nodded slightly upon hearing this, and then said, "I see! I've noticed you've been making some big moves in Martial Dao lately. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Su Wen smiled and said, "I plan to create a Martial Dao General Journal to coincide with the national announcement of the Body Tempering Method, and to provide some popular science information on Martial Dao and share my future plans."

"If possible, I'd like to join the Martial Dao General Journal and serve as its deputy editor-in-chief."

The Theater God chuckled and said, "Alright, but since you've become the deputy editor-in-chief of the Martial Dao General Journal, you should at least pay some attention to the development of Martial Dao."

His insights from last time led to significant progress.

Even in his moments of enlightenment, he could vaguely perceive several flaws in his own Theatrical Phenomena World.

Very strong!

Therefore, even if the God of Wealth didn't invite him, he would find an excuse to squeeze into the development of Martial Dao Body Tempering Method.

For sudden enlightenment!

Not shameful at all!

"The Britain God of Magic just replied; he is very interested in your Basic Body Tempering Method."

The Theater God's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "And he's also very interested in you, this God of Wealth."

Do you want to see him?

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