In Jiang Feng's hand was a subscription agreement for a private equity fund. The subscription amount was 10 million yuan, which was the thank-you gift from Fang Yun.

Jiang Feng does not have to pay for the money. He only needs to sign the subscription agreement, and he will have a share of the funds in a private equity fund headed by Fang Yun. From then on, as long as Fang Yun is still in charge of this fund, Jiang Feng's 10 million will continue to grow.

Of course, there is also the risk of fund shrinkage, but as one of the famous financial duo, Fang Yun’s level in the financial field is unquestionable. If the fund is held for a long time, it will definitely make a profit overall.

This is also the reason why Jiang Feng said the gift was expensive. What Fang Yun gave was more than ten million, but an opportunity to make money continuously.

Hearing Jiang Feng's refusal, Fang Yun smiled and said, "Master Jiang, I heard from Sister Pei that you were a matchmaker for her best friend Princess Ling, and the matchmaker gift Princess Ling gave you was a luxury RV worth more than 30 million.

Although Sister Pei and I are not as wealthy as Princess Ling, a mere 10 million is nothing to us. Sister Pei and I are good at financial investment, so we have this matchmaking gift. I hope Master Jiang can accept it. "

Chen Mushan also persuaded, "Master Jiang, this is a little gift from my husband and me. Without your matchmaking, we wouldn't be where we are today. Please accept it."

Seeing the couple's sincerity, Jiang Feng no longer refused and nodded, "Okay, then I'll accept it."

Next, the waiter started serving the dishes, and the three of them ate and chatted.

After going around in circles, the topic returned to the starting point, and Jiang Feng once again asked Chen Mushan about his new book.

Chen Mushan said with some emotion: "I have been writing for more than ten years, but my energy and spirit are not as good as before, and my writing style no longer has the same spirit as before. I need to calm down for a while and wait until I have inspiration before publishing a new book."

Jiang Feng understood: "That's true. Sanchi, you have been writing fantasy novels for more than ten years. It is really too difficult to be innovative. Have you ever thought about changing the genre?"

Chen Mushan nodded and said, "I have thought about it, but apart from fantasy, I really don't know what other genres I can write."

Jiang Feng suggested, "Mr. Sanchi, why don't you try the urban genre? This genre is close to real life and should be easier to get started with given your experience."

Chen Mushan took a sip of soup and said, "I have indeed thought about writing about the city, but the best era of the city has passed. There are too many restrictions on writing about the city now, and there is no room for the author to play."

Fang Yun continued, "I know that urban novels cannot involve pornography or politics, nor can they contain bloody and violent things, but you can consider writing about finance. I can provide you with writing materials in this regard."

Chen Mushan shook his head and said, "Finance is not something that can be written casually. If it is all fictional, it doesn't matter, but when it comes to reality, there are many landmines in finance that cannot be touched, just like those stock speculation novels before, which were completely wiped out in the end.

Anyway, I am restricted and writing is not interesting. In comparison, fantasy is much better."

Jiang Feng, who has been reading for more than ten years, has deep feelings about this. When he first started to read novels, that was really the best time. Various classic urban novels emerged one after another, which made him very enjoyable to read.

Sadly, those times are gone forever.

Jiang Feng sighed, "It's still because some authors are too extravagant. They recruit an account as a younger brother, and can kill people in and out of Zhongnanhai if they don't agree with them. This really won't work if there are no restrictions!"

Chen Mushan couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. As the saying goes, one bad apple spoils the whole barrel. The entry threshold to the online literature industry is very low, so it is inevitable that there will be some authors who are ignorant of the immensity of the world.

Once a typical example is caught, the entire industry will be in trouble.

"Anyway, I don't plan to touch urban dramas. I'll let it settle for a while. If I can't find inspiration in fantasy, I'll try a genre that's not so strictly vetted."

"Okay, I'll wait and see."

The meal lasted until eight o'clock in the evening.

…

Half an hour later, Jiang Feng got into Zhen Meng's car.

When heading to a famous shopping mall, Jiang Feng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said, "Boss Zhen, when we get to the mall, I'll introduce you two to each other, and then I'll leave. You can manage the rest of the time on your own, is that ok?"

Zhen Meng said nervously, "Master Jiang, to be honest, this is my first time going on a blind date, and I've never been in a relationship before. I'm a little inexperienced being alone with a girl!"

Jiang Feng comforted her, "Don't be nervous. Alyssa has a good impression of you. You have a lot in common. As long as you start talking about the topic, everything will fall into place."

Zhen Meng asked: “Master Jiang, you have rich experience in blind dates. I would like to ask you, after we get to know each other, where should I ask Alyssa to go?”

Jiang Feng smiled and gave a suggestion: "We agreed to meet at nine o'clock, which is neither too early nor too late. We can just stroll around the mall and then ask her out for a midnight snack.

The thing you two have most in common is food. Boss Zhen, you'd better choose a very unique late-night snack shop. You've been in the catering industry for so many years, so this shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

When it comes to eating, Zhen Meng is full of confidence. He said while driving, "That's absolutely no problem. I know a few very unique late-night snack shops. There must be some that she hasn't been to."

Jiang Feng said: "That's no problem. Alyssa is a senior foodie who can't walk when she sees delicious food. You can start with food and open up the topic. Then you will naturally have endless things to talk about."

With the advice of Jiang Feng, the master matchmaker, Zhen Meng's originally nervous mood unconsciously relaxed and he was full of confidence in the upcoming blind date.

Soon, the two arrived at the mall where they had agreed to meet and waited at the entrance of the mall.

In less than ten minutes, Alyssa also arrived.

Today, Alyssa wore a very distinctive lettered T-shirt with a denim miniskirt, revealing her straight long legs that were over one meter long. She wore a pair of white high heels and carried an exquisite bag.

When she walked towards the entrance of the shopping mall, her charming figure attracted the attention of countless men, not to mention Zhen Meng, who stared at her long legs and couldn't take his eyes away.

It was not until Alyssa walked in front of him that Zhen Meng praised sincerely: “You are the beautiful Alyssa, I am Zhen Meng, Master Jiang should have told you that you are more beautiful in person than in the photo!”

Alyssa smiled gracefully and said, "Hello, Brother Zhen, I'm Alyssa, nice to meet you, you are as handsome as in the photo." After that, Alyssa also greeted Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw this: "Boss Zhen, Alyssa, it seems that I don't need to introduce you any more. I wish you two a good time tonight. I still have to meet up with my girlfriend, so I won't bother you any more."

"Okay, Master Jiang, let's contact each other later."

"Well, call me if there's anything."

"Goodbye, Master Jiang."

"goodbye."

…

Q City, Henan Province.

In a rental house, a man and a woman are having dinner.

The man's name is Yuan Feng, he is 24 years old, 1.75 meters tall, of average appearance, graduated from an ordinary university, and currently works as a worker with a monthly salary of less than 5,000 yuan.

The woman is Yuan Feng’s girlfriend Xiaozhen, and they have been living together for more than a year.

"Yuan Feng, my mother called again today to urge us to get married." Xiao Zhen said, glancing at her boyfriend who was concentrating on eating.

Yuan Feng's face changed slightly when he heard this. This was the third time his girlfriend had mentioned this matter in front of him. He was stupid, so he naturally understood the meaning behind his girlfriend's words.

Because he was worried that his girlfriend would not be able to accept his parents' profession, the first two times his girlfriend mentioned her parents urging them to get married, Yuan Feng made excuses to evade the question.

But things never happen three times. When his girlfriend brought it up for the third time today, Yuan Feng knew in his heart that he couldn't avoid it this time.

Yuan Feng put down his chopsticks, looked into his girlfriend's eyes and said, "Xiao Zhen, I understand what you mean. We have lived together for more than a year. You know my strengths and weaknesses, and I also know yours. It is indeed time to talk about marriage."

Xiaozhen said: "Yuan Feng, I know your salary is not high. After paying the rent every month, it is barely enough to spend. You can't save any money at all. You refused to respond to this matter before. Are you worried about the betrothal gift?

Don't worry about this. My parents don't need your family to give much as a betrothal gift. Just give a few thousand yuan as a token of appreciation."

Yuan Feng shook his head and said, "Xiao Zhen, I didn't want to respond before, not because of the gift, but because I was afraid that you and your family would not be able to accept my parents' profession, so I didn't want to talk about marriage so soon."

Xiao Zhen frowned when she heard this and asked, "Yuan Feng, what do you mean by this? Are you hiding something from me? Didn't you say before that you were born in the countryside and your parents were farmers? Are you lying to me?"

Yuan Feng said: "I didn't lie to you. I was born in the countryside and my parents are farmers. It's just that their current occupations are a bit unconventional. I'm worried that you and your family won't be able to accept it."

Xiaozhen had a bad feeling in her heart, so she put down her chopsticks and asked, "What are your parents' occupations?"

Yuan Feng opened his mouth and uttered five words with difficulty: "Professional mourner!"

Xiao Zhen stood up suddenly after hearing this and said angrily, "Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Seeing his girlfriend's reaction, Yuan Feng's heart instantly sank. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Seeing this, Xiaozhen's face turned gloomy. She stormed into the room and started packing her luggage. But after just ten minutes, she came out dragging a suitcase.

The two had experienced such scenes before. Every time Xiaozhen was angry and wanted to pack her bags and leave, she was coaxed back by Yuan Feng. But this time, both of them knew in their hearts that they were serious.

Yuan Feng sat there in silence until Xiaozhen came out after packing her luggage. Then he said with mixed feelings, "Xiaozhen, I'm sorry!"

Xiaozhen paused. After all, they had lived together for more than a year and they still had an emotional foundation. Knowing that after she left, they would be strangers from then on, she tried to calm down and wanted to say something. In the end, she just said, "Take care of yourself," and walked out without looking back.

When the sound of the door being locked was heard, even though he was mentally prepared, Yuan Feng couldn't help scratching his hair.

But soon, Yuan Feng accepted this fact.

Because of his parents' profession, he and his younger siblings were always ostracized in the village. Kids of their age were told by their parents not to play with them, and they had long been accustomed to this discrimination.

He did not blame his parents. Before his parents became mourners, the family was so poor that they could barely make ends meet. It was his mother who bravely took that step under tremendous pressure and eventually improved their family's life with her own strength.

Of course, to be honest, if he had a choice, Yuan Feng would not want his parents to take up the job of mourners. It’s not because he was afraid of being discriminated against, but mainly because he had witnessed with his own eyes his mother kneeling and kowtowing in front of a stranger’s mourning hall, crying heart-wrenchingly.

That money...is really hard to earn!

If he, as a son, had any ability, he would not want his parents to suffer like this. Unfortunately, he is a mediocre person and can't do anything. He is destined to be a worker.

With his monthly salary of less than 5,000 yuan, how could he persuade his parents who earn 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month?

Just when Yuan Feng was thinking about his worries, his cell phone suddenly rang. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was his mother calling, so he answered, "Mom."

Yuan's mother asked, "Xiaofeng, have you eaten?"

Yuan Feng replied: "I just ate."

Yuan's mother: "Your grandmother's 70th birthday is in two days. Are you free to come back?"

Yuan Feng: "I will ask for leave and go back."

Yuan's mother asked cautiously, "Xiao Feng, can you bring your girlfriend back to show us?"

Yuan Feng was silent for a moment, then replied, "Mom, she just broke up with me!"

Although Yuan's mother had not received much education, she was able to stand out from many professional mourners and become the most famous professional mourner in the local area. She must have a flexible mind. When she heard this, her heart skipped a beat and she asked uncomfortably, "Xiao Feng, did you tell her what we do for a living?"

Yuan Feng said: "Her parents urged her to get married several times, and I didn't want to lie to her, so I told her the truth, and the result was..."

Mother Yuan sighed and blamed herself, "It's all because my parents have no talent and can only work in such a despised profession. Your father and I have already discussed it. When we earn enough money to buy a house and give gifts to you two brothers, we will quit this industry. We can't let you two brothers not get married because of us."

Yuan Feng said quickly, "Mom, don't blame yourself. You and Dad have done well enough. It's us, your children, who are incompetent. We have studied so much, but we can only work outside. You still have to worry about the house and the betrothal gift."

Yuan's mother said, "As parents, if we don't worry about you, who else should we worry about? Your father and I have saved a lot of money now. According to the current market conditions, it should be enough to work for another two or three years."

Yuan Feng felt very sad when he thought about his mother having to kneel and pray and cry heartbreakingly in front of a stranger's mourning hall for two or three years. But he had no ability to change this situation. It was really helpless!