"Rest assured, this game is the result of over a year of hard work by our development team. We will definitely make it a hit," Lin Chang declared confidently.
As soon as the meeting ended, Lin Chang convened another session with the company's top executives to discuss the game's operations and marketing strategies.
A female executive frowned and suggested, "Chairman, should we promote it on Hu Yin? The platform already has 300 million users. Advertising there would be more effective."
However, Hu Yin was under the umbrella of Tianmu Group. Given the Chairman's hostility toward Tianmu Group, they worried he might refuse.
To their surprise, Lin Chang smirked coldly.
"Do it."
After all, Starlight Group's release of a game identical to Tianmu Group's couldn’t be hidden. So, he might as well go all out with marketing on Hu Yin to spite Lin Xuan.
If Lin Xuan dared to throttle their game’s exposure on Hu Yin, then Lin Chang wouldn’t hesitate to publicize the matter.
Lin Qingwan understood her father’s intentions. Frowning, she disagreed, "Dad, won’t this make things difficult for Xiao Xuan?"
Lin Chang scoffed, his expression icy. "Lin Xuan has never shown me, his father, any respect. Why should I care about his feelings?"
"Wan'er, I know you still have affection for Lin Xuan, but if we don’t push him, he’ll keep enjoying himself outside without a care for home."
Lin Qingwan fell silent.
She had once hoped to force Xiao Xuan to return, but after seeing his attitude, she had nearly given up. Still, if he could come back, that would be ideal...
The employees of Starlight Group exchanged meaningful glances.
Honestly, their Chairman and Lin Qingwan had remarkably thick skin.
When Lin Xuan was still part of their family, they had treated him poorly, even driving him out of the Lin household. Now that he was thriving elsewhere, they were relentlessly pressuring him, all under the pretense of "bringing him home."
No wonder they had raised someone like Lin Li—the whole family was cut from the same cloth.
The employees muttered among themselves but dared not show any dissent openly. After all, these were their bosses, and their livelihoods depended on them. For now, they had to play along.
"Wan'er, you’re skilled in marketing. Since Hu Yin has a massive user base, it’ll be one of our key platforms for promotion. I’ll leave the Hu Yin campaign in your hands," Lin Chang said warmly.
"Understood," Lin Qingwan replied softly, pressing her lips together.
After the meeting, Lin Qingwan immediately began planning the Hu Yin promotion.
Advertising on Hu Yin required significant investment in paid traffic.
Lin Qingwan had no choice but to contact Hu Yin under Starlight Group’s name.
Lei Hui frowned.
He hadn’t expected Starlight Group to promote their game on Hu Yin. Clearly, Lin Chang wanted to provoke their boss.
Lei Hui reported the matter to Lin Xuan.
"Boss, Starlight Group reached out to us, offering to pay for exposure for their game. Should we agree?" Lei Hui asked.
"Why not?" Lin Xuan smirked. "Only a fool turns down easy money. Give them as much exposure as they’re willing to pay for."
A cold glint flashed in Lin Xuan’s eyes.
"They want to make me uncomfortable? Let’s see who ends up suffering in the end."
Frankly, he was looking forward to the expressions on Lin Chang and Lin Qingwan’s faces when they discovered the truth.
Lin Qingwan was particularly hypocritical.
On the surface, she acted concerned about her younger brother, claiming she wanted him to return to the Lin family so she could make amends.
Yet behind the scenes, she never missed an opportunity to undermine him.
Once the reputation of Jiang Tong’s skincare products took off, Lin Qingwan’s own cosmetics company would be in trouble.
Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a cold smile.
The next day, Lin Xuan visited the company.
"Boss, you’ve come to the office twice this month!" Lei Hui exclaimed in astonishment.
This was practically a miracle!
"Mm," Lin Xuan nodded. "Where are the documents you need me to review?"
"Right away!"
Lei Hui quickly retrieved a stack of prepared files, grinning.
Lin Xuan efficiently processed them, his movements practiced and swift.
Gou Weicao came by, hoping to persuade him to write another novel, complaining about his lack of reading material. But Lin Xuan dismissed him with the same old line: "I’m not writing."
His stance remained unchanged—why bother writing when he was already rich?
Besides, the novels he had already written provided enough material for the company’s film adaptations for years to come.
As for Shao Xingfan, he had been sent back to Su Corporation and wouldn’t be pestering him anymore.
"How’s Starlight Group’s game promotion going?" Lin Xuan asked.
"They’re buying ads on all major platforms, trending hashtags, collaborating with official media, hiring gaming influencers, and even pushing offline campaigns. Starlight Group is burning through cash—their daily marketing budget exceeds 100 million," Lei Hui reported.
Lin Xuan smiled. "Starlight Group hasn’t disappointed me."
Every penny they spent on promotion would ultimately benefit Tianmu Group’s game.
The more Starlight Group invested, the more players their game would attract in the short term.
How could he not be pleased?
"Let Starlight Group handle the promotion for 'King’s Glory' for now," Lin Xuan said.
"We’ll focus on developing our next game."
"What kind of game?" Lei Hui asked eagerly.
Another mini-game like last time?
"Yang Ge Yang" had earned them a fortune. If their boss came up with another idea, it was bound to be a hit.
"A large-scale game similar to 'King’s Glory,'" Lin Xuan replied.
"'Battle Royale.'"
He tossed a document to Lei Hui. "Follow the instructions here to develop it."
Lei Hui skimmed through the contents, his eyes lighting up.
The concept was brilliant—completely different from "King’s Glory," catering to players who craved adrenaline.
He was certain this game would be a massive success.
"Boss, I’ll assemble a team to start development today—no, right now!" Lei Hui said excitedly.
"Good," Lin Xuan nodded.
"Boss, how does your brain even work? How do you come up with such incredible ideas?" Lei Hui couldn’t help but ask.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
It wasn’t his brilliance—it was his cheat ability.
"King’s Glory," "Battle Royale," and "Yang Ge Yang" were all wildly popular games from alternate worlds.
He had simply brought them over.
Why reinvent the wheel when he could capitalize on proven successes? No point wasting brainpower on untested concepts that might not even sell.
"One more thing," Lin Xuan added.
"What is it?" Lei Hui pressed.
Lin Xuan handed him another document. "This is the script for 'Nezha 2.' Start production immediately."
Originally, he hadn’t planned to write another script.
But "Nezha 2" had recently exploded in popularity in another world, grossing 15 billion at the box office—more than double the second-highest earner.
Besides, he had invested in a cinema chain.
This meant the film alone could net him over 7 billion in profit, not even counting advertising and merchandising deals.
Only an idiot would pass up that kind of money.
So, he had changed his mind and put in the effort to adapt the script.
Tomorrow, Hua will be online.
Thank you, my dears, for your comfort—I’ve managed to pull myself together a bit now.
Today is Qingming Festival. Are you all exhausted? I’m completely worn out.
Special thanks to Fei Fei for learning from Lin Xuan, as well as to Sunday, Frostwind Northwood, Rainwatcher’s Sigh, Autumn’s Hidden Sorrow, Orchid in the Abyss, and other sweethearts for the gifts.
Uu.
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.
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