The General Manager's Office.
Lin Xuan tossed a thick stack of documents to Lei Hui.
"King of Pesticides?"
"What's this?" Lei Hui asked, puzzled.
"It's the game proposal. You can start hiring people to develop the game."
Lei Hui had previously managed a company that also developed games.
Hearing Lin Xuan's words, he immediately became interested and picked up the game proposal to read.
Anything that came from Lin Xuan was never ordinary.
Lei Hui began flipping through the pages.
Lin Xuan, on the other hand, sat leisurely on the sofa, sipping tea.
After just a few pages, Lei Hui's eyes lit up with immense joy.
He hurriedly started reading the details about the heroes!
His eyes grew even brighter.
The descriptions of the heroes' skills were comprehensive, covering cute types, tough guys, and handsome ones.
Not only would boys enjoy playing it, but it would also attract many girls!
He had a feeling that if they could develop this game according to the proposal, it would definitely become a huge hit!
But...
Lei Hui frowned and asked, "Boss, creating such a large-scale game will require a significant investment. The funds in our company's account might not be enough."
"It's fine. Our animated series is set to air on TV next week, right? By then, we should see some funds flowing back in."
"As for the remaining gap, I'll cover it."
By then, the stocks of Fenghui Group that he had bought from Lin Chang could also be sold.
That would bring in another large sum of money.
Lei Hui: "..."
He had almost forgotten that the man in front of him was not someone short on cash.
"Boss," the secretary hurried in.
"Lin Chang is here. He wants to see you."
Lin Xuan frowned.
The secretary was aware of the issues between Lin Xuan and the Lin family, so he asked, "Should I tell him you're not here?"
"No need."
Lin Xuan thought for a moment and realized that Lin Chang was here because of the animated series.
Lin Chang wanted him to return to the family.
But Lin Chang's plans were destined to fail this time.
"Just tell him I'm busy and that he'll have to wait," Lin Xuan said.
"Yes."
"Oh, and one more thing," Lin Xuan added, "No need to entertain him. Let him sit there by himself."
"Understood, Boss."
The secretary immediately followed Lin Xuan's instructions.
He went downstairs.
"Mr. Lin," the secretary said with a smile, "Our boss is currently busy and can't see you right now. Would you like to wait here or come back later?"
Lin Chang sneered.
So, his rebellious son Lin Xuan was finally willing to see him.
As he had expected, Lin Xuan was feeling the pressure. Only if he stopped targeting Starlight Group would the company have a way out.
Lin Xuan, for the sake of the company, had no choice but to compromise with him.
"I'll wait here," Lin Chang said. "I'll wait until Xuan is done."
The secretary nodded and went back upstairs to attend to his duties.
Lin Chang frowned.
Did Starlight Group have no sense of etiquette?
It was no surprise, given that Lin Xuan, who had no formal background, was running the company. They clearly didn't understand proper manners.
Lin Chang had no choice but to find a seat and sit down.
He kept glancing at his watch.
An hour passed.
Two hours passed.
Lin Chang asked the receptionist countless times, but the answer was always the same: Lin Xuan was busy and he would have to wait.
Lin Chang began to suspect that Lin Xuan was deliberately keeping him waiting.
He wanted to leave, but today was the final deadline Shen Qianqian had given him.
He had to meet with Lin Xuan today!
He couldn't delay any longer!
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan was chatting with Su Hua.
[Ah Xuan]: Hua Bao, I've missed you in the three hours we've been apart.
In the meeting room, Su Hua looked at her phone, a slight smile forming on her lips.
She lowered her head, her slender fingers tapping on the screen as she replied to Lin Xuan.
[Me too.]
The executives in the room felt the cold atmosphere dissipate. When they looked up, they saw Su Hua smiling!
The only person who could put Su Hua in such a good mood was her boyfriend.
The executives' eyes lit up in unison.
Great!
Their savior had arrived!
Su Hua put her phone away, and the icy demeanor she had earlier completely vanished.
"Let's continue," Su Hua said expressionlessly.
The meeting ended.
"Mr. Su's boyfriend is amazing. Just a few messages can make her so happy," the executives commented.
They were extremely grateful to Lin Xuan!
Another three hours passed.
Finally, Lin Xuan arrived in the lobby.
He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Mr. Lin, you came to see me?"
Lin Chang scrutinized Lin Xuan, his frown deepening.
Given the issues with the animated series not being approved, shouldn't Lin Xuan be looking haggard?
Why did he still seem so confident and energetic?
"What were you doing just now?" Lin Chang asked sternly.
"What I was doing is none of your business, Mr. Lin," Lin Xuan replied with a light laugh.
"Lin Xuan, what kind of attitude is this?" Lin Chang began to adopt the tone of a patriarch again.
"Mr. Lin, just tell me why you're here," Lin Xuan said.
He sat down on a chair, crossing his legs and leaning back in a relaxed posture.
Lin Chang spoke in a serious tone, "If you return to the Lin family and agree to marry Shen Qianqian, I will stop targeting your company."
"Are you talking about the approval of the animated series?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
"Lin Xuan, those two animated series were just a warning. If you continue to refuse to marry Shen Qianqian, I will launch a full-scale attack on your company."
Lin Chang's expression was cold as he continued, "The TV dramas and films you're currently shooting will not be approved, and I will also blacklist all the artists under your name."
"As long as I don't give the green light, your company will not survive in the entertainment industry!"
Lin Xuan chuckled.
"Mr. Lin, are you so confident that you can destroy my company?" Lin Xuan's eyes were filled with mockery.
"Lin Xuan, your Starlight Group has only been around for a few months. You've just entered the entertainment industry. Starlight Group has deep roots. If I want to crush your company, it would be as easy as stepping on an ant," Lin Chang said with full confidence.
He had never taken Starlight Group seriously.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, "But my animated series has already been approved, and it's set to air on the children's channel next week."
"So, Mr. Lin, your first move against Starlight Group has already failed."
Lin Chang's frown deepened.
Approved?
How was that possible?
He had already made arrangements, and the other party had promised to block Starlight Group's animated series!
Lin Chang said coldly, "Lin Xuan, you've become quite the liar, haven't you?"
"It seems Mr. Lin doesn't believe me. Why don't you check the children's channel's official Weibo account?"
Lin Chang, seeing Lin Xuan's confident expression, felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
Could he be telling the truth?
Lin Chang took out his phone, logged into Weibo, and searched for the children's channel's official account.
Sure enough, he saw "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" and "Detective Conan" listed in their programming schedule for next week.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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.”
