The Relationship Between Boyfriend and Girlfriend

"This shouldn't raise any questions. They left after just a moment," Lei Hui answered without changing his expression.

Lin Xuan's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

It seemed he had overthought things.

Then again, if Hua Bao found out he had deliberately let himself be captured by the Black Tiger Gang, she would definitely lock him in a dark room.

Lei Hui was still preoccupied with the relationship between Su Hua and Lin Xuan.

"Boss, it seems those two bodyguards are from Su Corporation. Since they can stay by your side to protect you, what exactly is your relationship with President Su?" Lei Hui asked with a grin.

Shao Xingfan happened to pass by and, hearing Lei Hui's words, let out a cold laugh.

What else could it be?

It was nothing more than his ability to charm women, leaving President Su utterly infatuated.

Lin Xuan replied, "We're in a romantic relationship, and we’ll be married in the future."

Lei Hui: "!!!"

His mouth fell open in shock.

Even though he had already suspected this might be the case, hearing Lin Xuan confirm it still left him utterly stunned.

Their boss’s girlfriend was actually the CEO of Su Corporation—the richest person in the country!

The legendary President Su, known for keeping men at a distance and caring only for work, had actually been won over by their boss.

With President Su backing them, couldn’t their company do whatever it wanted?

"Boss, you’re amazing. Truly incredible."

Lei Hui couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up.

Their boss really was capable of anything—a business prodigy, a computer genius, and now he had even won over the famous President Su.

"Keep our relationship a secret for now," Lin Xuan said.

"Got it!"

Lei Hui couldn’t help but think:

This couple really had a flair for drama, keeping their romance underground.

Lin Xuan walked into his office.

"Alright, let’s talk business. Bring me the latest documents you need me to review."

"Sure."

Lei Hui handed over a thick stack of files.

Lin Xuan was already used to this routine from Lei Hui. Resigned, he picked up the documents and began reading carefully.

"This is really great," Lei Hui said, unable to suppress his smile. "Lin Xuan and President Su together—what a perfect match."

His daughter loved reading novels about obsessive tycoons.

Those stories always had one thing in common: the tycoons were indifferent to men, ruthless in business, but once they fell in love, it was for life.

President Su was clearly a tycoon!

As for whether she was obsessive, he wasn’t sure.

Remembering something, Lei Hui turned to Shao Xingfan.

"Xiao Shao, I noticed your computer skills are top-notch. And once, when I passed by Su Corporation, I saw you coming out. Are you actually from Su Corporation, temporarily transferred here to help Tianmu Group develop the game?" Lei Hui asked.

Shao Xingfan nodded. "That’s right. I’m an employee of Su Corporation."

He had been sent by President Su to please Lin Xuan.

Just as he thought!

Lei Hui stroked his chin. "Seems President Su really values our boss."

"General Manager," Shao Xingfan frowned, "I see you admire Lin Xuan, but he’s just a freeloader. What’s there to admire about a man like that?"

"Xiao Shao, I’ll say it again—our boss is extraordinary. Stay here a little longer, and you’ll see for yourself."

Lei Hui chuckled. "Besides, what’s wrong with freeloading? I admire men who can live off others. If you can lie around and still eat well, who’d want to work?"

He sighed wistfully.

Too bad he wasn’t good-looking enough—rich women probably wouldn’t glance his way.

Shao Xingfan: "..."

This guy was insane, actually admiring freeloaders.

Half an hour later, Lin Xuan closed the last file.

He asked, "How’s the game development coming along?"

At the mention of the game, Lei Hui straightened his expression and answered seriously, "We’re in the final stages now. It should be completed in about two to three months."

"Good."

Lin Xuan nodded.

"Let me take a look at the game."

"Of course."

Lei Hui led Lin Xuan to the game development department.

Lin Xuan sat in front of a computer and began reviewing the game.

Soon, he spotted an issue.

"The maximum concurrent player capacity is only nine million?" Lin Xuan frowned.

"Yes, that’s the highest capacity we could design after careful consideration," Lei Hui replied respectfully. "Boss, people aren’t that obsessed with games these days. Nine million should be enough."

Lin Xuan’s frown deepened.

"It’s not enough. Nine million is still too low. I want this to be a game for the masses—it needs to support at least sixty million concurrent players."

Shao Xingfan couldn’t hold back. "Young Master Lin, do you think expanding game capacity is as simple as snapping your fingers? This game already takes up over ten gigabytes of phone storage. If the capacity increases too much, do you really think players will accept that?"

Lin Xuan tapped the desk lightly with his fingers. "Easy. Just increase the capacity without taking up more storage."

Shao Xingfan froze, then sneered. "Lin Xuan, it seems your computer skills are only half-baked. What you’re suggesting is impossible!"

A nearby employee tugged at his sleeve. "Xiao Shao, don’t question the boss. Otherwise, you’ll regret it when he proves you wrong."

"Regret it?"

Shao Xingfan scoffed. "How? There’s no way Lin Xuan can pull this off."

Not even he could do it, let alone Lin Xuan.

The employee gave up trying to persuade him.

Fine. Soon enough, Shao Xingfan would witness their boss’s brilliance.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Xiao Shao, how about a bet?"

"What bet?" Shao Xingfan frowned.

Lin Xuan said, "Let’s bet on whether I can increase the player capacity to sixty million without increasing the game’s storage usage."

"Fine, let’s bet!"

Shao Xingfan snorted. "If you actually pull it off, I’ll kneel and call you ‘Dad’ three times. From then on, I’ll follow your every word."

"But if you fail, you have to leave President Su."

Lin Xuan’s expression darkened. "Hua Bao isn’t a bargaining chip. She can’t be part of our bet. Besides, if I really lost and left her, do you think she’d let you off once she found out?"

Shao Xingfan’s mind flashed to images of Su Hua and Lin Xuan being affectionate.

True. If he broke them up, President Su would make sure he suffered.

Shao Xingfan backed down.

"Fine, let’s change the terms. If you lose, then..."

He had originally planned to demand a return to Su Corporation, but with the "King’s Glory" game project, he couldn’t bear to leave.

He couldn’t think of another condition.

Lin Xuan said, "If you can’t decide, let’s leave it for now. I’ll owe you a favor instead."

"Deal."

Shao Xingfan nodded.

But doubt crept into his mind.

Lin Xuan sounded so confident—could he really have this ability?

Lin Xuan sat in front of the computer and began typing. Lines of code rapidly appeared on the screen.

Shao Xingfan was stunned.

What kind of typing speed was this?

What's more, his fingers never stopped typing code on the keyboard.

Didn’t he even need to think?

Shao Xingfan’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

It seemed Lin Xuan was just writing nonsense—this time, victory was his for sure.

A freeloader was just a freeloader. He’d thought Lin Xuan might have some real skills, but it turned out he was nothing special.

Foxtail had heard about the bet and came over to join the commotion, leaning on Shao Xingfan’s shoulder.

"You’ve got some guts, daring to bet against the boss," Foxtail said, impressed.

"Why wouldn’t I dare?" Shao Xingfan sneered.

This time, he was going to thoroughly humiliate this freeloader.

Foxtail shook his head.

Seemed like this new guy had no idea what their boss was capable of.

This was going to be fun.

Foxtail watched with great interest.

Time ticked by.

In just over ten minutes, Lin Xuan stopped typing.

"Done."

He stood up from his seat.

Shao Xingfan frowned. "You’re not even going to check it?"

There was no way he could have finished in such a short time.

"No need."

Lin Xuan stepped aside and gestured to the chair he’d just vacated. "Go ahead, Shao. See for yourself if I’ve pulled it off."

Shao Xingfan scoffed and started running the code Lin Xuan had just written.

At first, his eyes were full of disdain, but gradually, shock crept in.

He’d actually increased the game’s concurrent user capacity to 160 million!

How…?

Shao Xingfan stared at Lin Xuan in disbelief.

Wasn’t Lin Xuan just an ordinary college senior?

How did he know how to do this?

Remembering something, Shao Xingfan quickly checked the game’s memory usage.

He opened the memory tab—

A glaring "5.20 GB" stared back at him.

It was half the original size!

Shao Xingfan’s eyes widened in astonishment.

Lin Xuan glanced at the time. "I’ve got things to do. If you’re going to call me ‘Dad,’ better hurry up."

Shao Xingfan’s face flushed red.

When he made the bet, he never once considered the possibility that Lin Xuan might win.

Yet here he was, defeated.

A bet was a bet.

Shao Xingfan bent his knees and dropped to the floor with a thud.

Eyes squeezed shut, he shouted—

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

Three loud, forceful calls.

"Good boy." Lin Xuan smirked.

Shao Xingfan: "..."

Humiliating. So damn humiliating!

After Lin Xuan left, Shao Xingfan kept muttering to himself.

"No way… There’s no way Lin Xuan is this good."

His computer skills seemed even better than his own.

A tech department employee patted Shao Xingfan’s shoulder sympathetically.

"You never stood a chance. Our boss recently competed in the National Computer Competition and solved a world-class computing problem."

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