Chapter 209 You Want to Talk Rules With Me?
Gu Ran crumpled the soiled tissue into a ball and accurately tossed it into the nearby trash can.
He bypassed the security guards and walked straight up to Mr. Liu.
The young man was half a head taller than Mr. Liu, looking down at him from a commanding height.
His tone was steady, yet it carried a chilling aura that made one's heart palpitate.
Did you just say this is an unauthorized commercial promotion?
Nonsense!
Mr. Liu was momentarily taken aback by Gu Ran's aura, but quickly became angry from embarrassment.
Without the Youth League Committee's approval, it is unauthorized! On Qinglin University's turf, club activities must follow my rules!
What a great 'follow your rules'.
Gu Ran smiled.
He turned around and unhurriedly pulled out a blue folder from the briefcase behind the booth.
Since Mr. Liu wants to talk about rules, let's talk about rules.
In front of an audience of thousands.
Gu Ran opened the folder, pulled out a document, and slammed it heavily onto the folding table in front of Mr. Liu.
Smack!
A crisp sound rang out.
An official red-letter document was slapped onto the table.
At the top of the document, the emblem of Qinglin University and a line of bright red, bold characters were prominently printed—
Decision on Approving the Establishment of the Qinglin University College Student Innovation and Entrepreneurship Practice Pilot Zone
Next to the document lay a gold-stamped letter of appointment.
This is to appoint student Gu Ran as a Special Consultant to the President's Office of Qinglin University
A breeze blew past, gently lifting a corner of the document.
It revealed the flamboyant signature at the bottom and a bright, piercingly red official university seal.
That was the university-level seal—a full two administrative levels higher than the Youth League Committee's seal.
Gu Ran's slender fingers tapped lightly on that red seal.
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached every corner.
Mr. Liu, obstructing the implementation of a key university-level reform project and sabotaging the school's 'Innovation and Entrepreneurship' strategic layout.
The young man leaned forward slightly, looking directly into Mr. Liu's instantly shrinking pupils, and asked word by word.
Can you bear this responsibility?
The expression on Mr. Liu's face froze instantly.
As an old fox in the system, how could he not recognize the weight of that red seal?
That was personally approved by the university president!
Innovation and Entrepreneurship Pilot Zone...
Special Consultant...
These words were like heavy hammers, smashing ruthlessly onto his skull.
He felt his head buzzing, and cold sweat instantly drenched his back.
The security guards, who had been aggressive just a moment ago, saw the document, and the power switch levers they held high in their hands simply couldn't be brought down.
This... this...
The muscles on Mr. Liu's face twitched stiffly, and his previous arrogance vanished into thin air.
Trembling, he picked up the document and pretended to glance at it, but he was actually buying himself some buffer time.
A few seconds later.
Mr. Liu looked up, having squeezed out a smile that looked uglier than crying.
He held the document with both hands and respectfully handed it back to Gu Ran.
Oh my, Consultant Gu! Look at this mess...
Mr. Liu's voice became incredibly gentle, even carrying a hint of sycophancy.
A misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!
I've just been too busy with work and didn't recognize this as the university's benchmark project. Our school has always strongly supported college students' entrepreneurship. For an excellent project like WeiLiao, the Youth League Committee absolutely raises both hands in approval!
Such a quick change of face?
The surrounding students watched in dumbfounded amazement.
This face-changing speed was faster than a Sichuan opera!
The Oscars owed him a golden statuette!
Qin Zhaoyang was dumbfounded again.
He stared blankly at Mr. Liu, his mind going completely blank.
The script wasn't written like this!
Wasn't Gu Ran supposed to be ordered to rectify and scurry away with his tail between his legs?
How did it suddenly become a benchmark project?
Mr. Liu, this...
Qin Zhaoyang leaned in unwillingly.
This isn't according to the rules...
Shut up!
Mr. Liu suddenly turned around and unleashed a torrent of furious scolding right in Qin Zhaoyang's face.
You have the nerve to speak! It's all because you reported false information!
As a student leader, you failed to verify the situation clearly and almost caused a massive blunder! You even wanted to push away such an excellent entrepreneurial project! What kind of class monitor are you?!
Mr. Liu vented all his anger and embarrassment onto Qin Zhaoyang.
If this kid hadn't fanned the flames, how could he have kicked such a hard iron plate?
Qin Zhaoyang was scolded so badly that his face turned the color of pig liver.
Gu Ran watched this scene and calmly put the document away.
He didn't continue to beat a drowning dog, but instead picked up the microphone on the table.
It's good that the misunderstanding is cleared up.
Gu Ran's voice controlled the entire venue through the sound system.
Let's thank Mr. Liu from the University Youth League Committee for taking time out of his busy schedule to visit the site and guide the promotion work of WeiLiao!
The young man wore an impeccable smile and led the applause.
With the support and endorsement of the university leadership, we will definitely live up to expectations and make WeiLiao a calling card for Qinglin University!
Clap clap clap!!!
Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
Mr. Liu stood there, listening to the thunderous applause, the expression on his face a magnificent spectacle.
He was being roasted over a fire.
If he didn't admit it, it would be a slap in the president's face.
If he admitted it, it would be a slap in his own face.
Choosing the lesser of two evils.
Mr. Liu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the grievance in his heart.
He waved to the students and revealed a kind yet stiff smile.
Everyone... please support student Gu Ran's work more, and download WeiLiao more...
After saying this sentence, Mr. Liu seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
He glared fiercely at Qin Zhaoyang, who wished he could find a hole to crawl into, and turned to leave.
His retreating back looked exceptionally disheveled.
How could Qin Zhaoyang dare to stay any longer? Amidst the crowd's jeers, he scurried out of the crowd and fled the scene.
We won! Brother Gu is awesome!!
Zhang Qi and Li Ming excitedly hugged each other and shouted.
After this officially certified farce, WeiLiao's download numbers didn't drop but instead surged, completely detonating the entire school.
Even the Youth League Committee teacher came to endorse it. This software is definitely solid!
Hurry up and shake! Gu Ran's moves just now were so handsome. I want to find a boyfriend like him!
The crowd boiled over again, even more fanatical than before.
Looking at the server data in the background that was close to a meltdown, Gu Ran secretly held Ye Zhenzhen's hand amidst the clamor.
The young girl's palm was slightly warm, and she backhandedly clasped his fingers tightly.
The two smiled at each other.
Just then, the phone in Gu Ran's pocket started vibrating crazily.
Boss! Stop it! Stop it right now!!
On the other end of the phone, Li Sinan's voice was shrill and anxious.
The background noise was a mess of crackling keyboard typing and the anxious shouts of several people, like a pot of boiling porridge.
What's wrong?
Gu Ran had just pulled Ye Zhenzhen behind the booth, in a great mood.
What happened?
The server... the server crashed!!
Li Sinan was almost crying on the other end of the phone, her voice carrying a despairing tremble.
That wave of traffic just now was too fierce. The number of concurrent users directly broke through the peak, and the database is locked! Now no one in the whole school can log in!
The smile on Gu Ran's face froze.
Crap, things got out of hand.
He had only been thinking about pulling off something massive and hyping the atmosphere up to the absolute extreme.
He completely forgot what kind of servers his ragtag team was actually running on right now.
Those few pieces of rented junk could handle a few thousand concurrent users at best.
Given the spectacle just now, probably half the freshmen in the entire university had tried to squeeze in.
It would be a miracle if the servers didn't crash.
"Got it, I'm heading back right now."
Gu Ran hung up the phone, his expression turning serious.
He glanced at Ye Zhenzhen beside him, who looked just as bewildered.
"Let's go."
Without another word, Gu Ran grabbed Ye Zhenzhen's hand and bolted toward the door.
"Where are we going?"
Ye Zhenzhen stumbled as he pulled her, jogging to keep up while asking anxiously.
"Back to the office!"
Gu Ran looked back at her, a confident smirk playing on his lips, his eyes flashing with sheer excitement.
"To put out a fire! And while we're at it... throw a victory party!"
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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
