87: Oppression, it's all oppression.

"Does Miss Yuan want to be an internet celebrity?"

"I'm a self-media blogger."

Yuan Yu corrected him.

She sat up straight, her elbows propped on the table, fingers interlaced, leaning forward slightly as she looked at Chen Qiu.

"Mr. Chen, don't you think the self-media industry is the only way out for women nowadays?"

Chen Qiu was stunned.

How did the topic suddenly jump to this?

Without waiting for him to speak, Yuan Yu continued on her own.

"Look at me, I took the exam to become a teacher—a tenured teacher at that."

"If I dress a bit too nicely, I get reprimanded by the leaders and face snide remarks from parents!"

"What, can't female teachers show their beautiful side?"

"Do you know? Our school even held a special meeting about the relationship with parents!"

"Heh, isn't this just blatant discrimination against us female teachers!"

"I originally thought I'd be respected after getting a tenured teaching position, but I didn't expect to find oppression against women everywhere!"

Yuan Yu was agitated, and her voice grew louder and louder!

I'm shaking with rage! Is there no justice for women in this world anymore?!

After hearing this, Chen Qiu quietly took a sharp breath.

Every breath she took was about gender and oppression.

Good grief, she's a veteran Little Red Book user!

His eyes shifted slightly, scanning the area around Yuan Yu.

He breathed a sigh of relief after finding no camera-like equipment.

Then, he looked down at his shoes.

Fortunately, they weren't reflective.

"That is indeed excessive."

"I don't know which elementary school Miss Yuan is at yet?"

Chen Qiu asked with a smile.

"The Eighth Elementary School!"

"You think it's ridiculous too, right?"

"If you have any friends who want to take the teacher's exam, make sure they avoid this school like the plague!"

Yuan Yu said indignantly.

Chen Qiu nodded in deep agreement.

They definitely had to avoid it!

Any child who became her student would be incredibly unlucky.

If it were a boy, he'd probably be indoctrinated right away.

Chen Qiu had seen online before that some extremist teachers had already infiltrated schools, starting their indoctrination from a young age.

He thought it was a distant issue, but he hadn't expected to encounter it so soon.

"Is Miss Yuan dissatisfied with the teaching profession, which is why you want to dive into the self-media industry?"

As Chen Qiu finished speaking, Yuan Yu nodded heavily.

"Exactly. I used to think teaching was one of the best career choices for girls."

"Later, I realized it's just a shackle society forcibly places upon women."

"Stability, decency, being good for raising children—all of these are just labels stuck on women to increase their price tag!"

"No one ever thinks about what the girl herself wants!"

"Self-media gives women their own channel to speak out, to show their charm, and to realize their value! Instead of being a man's accessory, this is the career women should strive for!"

After saying this, Yuan Yu looked at Chen Qiu with some anticipation.

"Mr. Chen is also a young person; you should be able to understand me."

Chen Qiu smiled.

"Is self-media that easy to get started?"

Yuan Yu's eyes flickered, and she gave an example.

"Mr. Chen, I know a couple of parents. The husband is probably a few years older than you, but he's already worth over a hundred million!"

"He had great foresight and spent a lot of money to support his wife's self-media career. Later, when his own business hit a rough patch, they barely stayed afloat thanks to his wife's live-stream sales."

There was an inexplicable sense of smugness and pride in Yuan Yu's tone.

"As long as women have resources, they aren't inferior to men; they can even support a man's career in return!"

She spoke with conviction.

Chen Qiu's eyebrows twitched; he caught the hidden meaning in Yuan Yu's words.

"Does Miss Yuan want me to support you as well?"

Yuan Yu nodded in surprise and joy.

"To be honest, Mr. Chen is the most satisfying blind date I've ever met."

"Appearance, height, income, even the way you speak—everything meets my requirements!"

"So, if we get married, since Mr. Chen is also a businessman, you probably wouldn't want your wife to be without her own career, right?"

"Mr. Chen is worth over a hundred million, and I have my own ability and capital. We definitely won't be worse than them!"

She was still so confident.

Chen Qiu silently took a sip of water.

"I don't know much about self-media. Does Miss Yuan already have an idea?"

"It's actually not hard. I can handle the content. Mr. Chen, you saw my video just now; wasn't the editing pretty good?"

Chen Qiu nodded slightly.

Undeniably, Yuan Yu's video was indeed quite professional-looking.

One could tell she had learned video editing.

"On your end, you can set up an MCN company for me, handle traffic injection, take on commercial sponsorships, and coordinate platform resources. Just be responsible for those things."

"Actually, Mr. Chen doesn't need to worry; just spend money to hire people!"

"In this world, things that can be solved with money are the simplest things."

Chen Qiu almost spat out the water in his mouth.

Good grief, don't you know that making money is the hardest thing in the world?

He didn't actually mind investing his money into his partner's career.

But if your 'career' is gender boxing, wouldn't he be a complete idiot to invest?

Spending his own money to forge a blade that would eventually be used to cut him?

At this point, Chen Qiu felt it was about time to end this.

"I wonder what Miss Yuan's requirements are regarding the bride price?"

Chen Qiu asked politely.

To Yuan Yu's ears, it sounded like Chen Qiu had accepted her values and was ready to discuss marriage!

"I knew it, gold will always shine!"

Yuan Yu felt a bit excited.

Because Chen Qiu recognized her value, she raised her demands slightly.

"My hometown is Pingxiang. According to our local customs, a bride price of 688,000 will do!"

"As for a car and a house, my requirements aren't high. For a car, a daily commuter worth around 500,000, and for a house, one in the city center with an area of at least 180 square meters!"

Seeing Chen Qiu's unfazed expression, Yuan Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then her mood gradually became exhilarated!

What kind of trash had the matchmaker introduced before!

A billionaire like this was the kind of blind date that matched her value!

[Ding! Requirements of the blind date matched. You have obtained a property in Lanyue Mansion, a Mercedes-Benz E300, 688,000 in cash, an 80% stake in Jijing Media Co., Ltd., and a top-tier resource contract for a self-media platform!]

After hearing the system's reward settlement in his mind, Chen Qiu remained calm.

Having gone through this several times, he no longer let his joy show on his face as he did before.

The other rewards were average, but Jijing Media and the platform resource contract piqued Chen Qiu's interest.

This saved him the step of signing internet celebrities one by one to build a traffic matrix.

Just as Chen Qiu was thinking of finding a random excuse like whether she preferred sweet or salty zongzi to get away, he suddenly noticed the expression on Yuan Yu's face change abruptly.

An angry roar came from behind him.

"Yuan Yu!"

Chen Qiu turned his head in surprise.

He saw a thin young man with a distorted face glaring furiously at Yuan Yu.