Chapter 9: The Ninth Day of Transmigration – Career Choices

It was already late at night, but Yun Shuning remained seated at her desk, seriously writing and drawing on a piece of paper.

“First, I need to find a job that fits my character setting and development path.” She looked at the blank paper in front of her and seriously wrote the two characters ‘character setting’ on it.

The term seemed simple, but it was enough to eliminate most job options.

As the girlfriend of the former head of the He family, she certainly couldn’t take on jobs that didn’t align with her status, such as working as a server or cashier.

She didn’t look down on anyone who earned a living through hard work, but even if she were poor, she could never take up such work.

The impression she had left on He Chen so far was one of sorrow, longing, deep love, and regret.

This feeling was already somewhat detached and unrealistic, so if she wanted to maintain He Chen’s view of her, she couldn’t let herself be too grounded.

Just think—if He Chen saw her working at the front desk of a supermarket, his first reaction would be disillusionment.

He wouldn’t care about how she would manage without money, he would simply think, “So the Yun Shuning who deeply loved He Yan is no different from any other woman.”

At first, he might feel pity, wanting to help her with money or find her a better job.

But that wouldn’t work. She couldn’t accept He Chen’s money. Once she did, it would mean her initial goal wasn’t pure. After a while, He Chen might wonder if her appearance was just about money from the beginning.

As for the other jobs he might suggest to her, she couldn’t accept those either. Who knew if she might end up with a boss who knew too much about He Yan?

Even hypothetically, if it were just a normal job, she, as someone who had never attended university, and with only a vague memory of the original character, could she really handle the job?

Just this point alone excluded most jobs in the capital.

Yun Shuning tapped the paper twice with a frown, and then wondered, what other jobs might be suitable for her?

She started listing her advantages on the paper:

Pretty, slender and long fingers, a pleasant voice;
Persistent, as long as there’s a goal, she can tirelessly pursue it;
Good at acting, able to deceive most people…

Looking at these qualities, they all seemed to fit the entertainment industry, and it was widely known that the entertainment industry was a place where money came fast.

With her status, He Chen would definitely protect her. If she really became an actress, her path would likely be smooth.

But…

Yun Shuning paused when she saw that she had written the word ‘actress’ without realizing it. With a blank expression, she immediately crossed it out.

She couldn’t enter the entertainment industry, and the reason was simple: she couldn’t let anyone know that she was good at acting.

The entertainment industry had nothing to offer her from her previous life, and she didn’t want to leave because she couldn’t find a better-paying job.

Thinking of this, Yun Shuning collapsed tiredly onto the desk: “Why is it so hard to make money these days?”

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“Mr. Yu, you really need to rest well.” Secretary Ming looked at the person standing up from the hospital bed with a look of despair.

Yesterday, he suddenly received a call from a doctor saying that Yu Cheng was in the hospital receiving treatment and that he needed to come right away.

At first, he thought it was a scam call, but then he remembered how weak Yu Cheng had been before leaving, so he decided to visit the hospital.

It turned out to be true.

He had quickly transferred Yu Cheng to a private hospital overnight and also isolated him from outside news.

Yu Cheng could no longer appear at Yu Corporation, but he absolutely couldn’t have anything happen to him, or Yu Corporation’s stock would destabilize.

Everything had been fine. The doctor said that as long as he rested well, there would be no problems. But this old man woke up and immediately insisted on being discharged.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Cheng had changed into his clothes: “Who sent me to the hospital yesterday?”

“According to the nurse, it was a very weak-looking young woman.” Secretary Ming had already looked into the matter and quickly spoke when he heard the question, “If you need, I can investigate her identity right away.”

“No need.” Yu Cheng rolled up his sleeves slowly, taking his time, unhurried.

His bangs had somehow grown out and now covered his eyes, hiding his gaze. He looked a bit softer, with less of his usual mysterious aura.

“By the way,” Secretary Ming, seeing his current appearance, became a little bolder. “The nurse said that the young lady paid for your hospital expenses.”

“So?” Yu Cheng looked at him with a half-smile after rolling up his sleeves.

Secretary Ming saw his gaze and immediately lowered his head, answering in a businesslike manner: “The nurse said that the young lady didn’t want the money back and said that if you felt guilty, you could donate it to a charity.”

As he spoke, his voice grew softer. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like the young lady wanted to distance herself from him.

“Heh.” Yu Cheng took a couple of steps forward, his eyes full of interest. “Interesting.”

“Then go find a charity and donate the money.” He looked at the coat hanging nearby with disdain and casually said, “Just write Yun Shuning as the sender.”

Since Yu Cheng mentioned donating money, it couldn’t possibly be a small sum, at least starting from a million. Secretary Ming was calculating how much money would be appropriate for the donation when he was startled by Yu Cheng’s next words.

“Yun Shuning?” Wasn’t she the person Yu Cheng had recently shown interest in?

What exactly happened yesterday when he wasn’t around?

Yu Cheng looked at him with curiosity but showed no intention of explaining: “I’m leaving the hospital, you can handle it yourself.”

“You really can’t leave the hospital.” Hearing his words, Secretary Ming threw everything aside and furrowed his brows, chasing after him. “The doctor said you must rest properly, or else…”

He didn’t realize how much he now resembled a eunuch in the Emperor’s court.

Yu Cheng ignored him completely, bypassing the hospital bed and walking ahead on his own.

Before reaching the door, he suddenly stopped, his aura instantly turning sharp: “What brings Mr. He here today?”

“Don’t tell me you’ve contracted some terminal illness?” He stood still, his tone harsh as he asked.

“Mr. Yu’s imagination is truly impressive,” He Chen responded courteously from the doorway.

“Such a pity.” Yu Cheng shrugged, narrowing his eyes in response.

“Excuse me, make way.” He walked directly to the door without sparing him a glance.

He Chen wisely took two steps back, waiting until Yu Cheng had stepped out of the room before speaking, somewhat abruptly: “Who did you meet yesterday, Mr. Yu?”

Yu Cheng’s steps froze, and his aura became mysterious and dangerous.

“What’s this? Is Mr. He interested in someone new?” He slowly turned around, his dark pupils locking onto him.

“Yun Shuning is my elder, and I hope you’ll stop bothering her from now on.” He Chen knew that Yu Cheng was a complete lunatic. If he didn’t clarify things with him, he didn’t know what Yu Cheng might do.

“Elder?” Yu Cheng tilted his head, his bangs covering his eyes, making his entire appearance seem obscure and unreadable. “Are you joking?”

“I don’t have the need to joke.” He Chen passed by him expressionlessly, his voice soft. “She was my uncle’s ex-girlfriend. She came to me to investigate his disappearance.”

“She… she’s not doing well right now.” He stopped a short distance in front of him, his voice heavy with a painful sigh. “Now that she knows the truth about my uncle’s disappearance, she’s about to collapse. She doesn’t have the energy to play your boring games.”

Yu Cheng listened to his words, suddenly recalling the scene when he saw her that day.

Her sadness and despair weren’t because of He Chen, but because of… He Yan.

“Why should I believe you?” He asked, looking at his back with a mocking tone, casually leaning against the wall.

“You should have already met her yesterday.” He Chen continued walking forward expressionlessly. He knew that when dealing with someone like Yu Cheng, saying more wouldn’t help. “Believe it or not, it’s up to you.”

Hearing his reply, Yu Cheng irritably rubbed his hair. For a moment, he couldn’t tell what feeling surged within him.

Was it mockery, disdain, or… envy?

“Truly… boring.”

He wasn’t sure whether he was referring to Yun Shuning or himself.

“The weather is really nice today.”

Yun Shuning stood by her desk, looking out at the scenery and smiling as she sighed.

The piece of paper on the desk was now filled with notes, but only the word ‘streamer’ in the center stood out the most.

After a night of thinking and much indecision, she had finally settled on the profession of a streamer.

It was easy to start, had high earning potential, and was a good fit for her current situation.

However, even in the world of online streaming, there were certain limitations.

First, she couldn’t show her face, at least not at the beginning. She couldn’t let anyone know her identity.

Secondly, the content of her streams had to be carefully chosen. It needed to be positive and uplifting, making sure that everyone believed she was using the streams to enrich her life, not for the purpose of making money.

But these two points meant that she wouldn’t be too popular. The online streaming industry was so developed now that standing out wasn’t easy, especially when she had imposed so many restrictions on herself.

Therefore, she couldn’t go the conventional route step by step. To avoid starving, she had to plan carefully.