Go Find Lin Xuan

The manager of the gaming department said worriedly, "Chairman, last time the defense system set up by those international computer experts was easily breached by him, which shows how high his computer skills are. This time, the virus he implanted might be beyond what those experts can handle."

"Hmph," Lin Chang sneered. "That's because those so-called computer experts are half-baked. Any virus can be eliminated—I refuse to believe no one can deal with this one!"

"Go find someone now!"

They could still use the fact that Starlight Group had accused Tianmu Group of copying their game to buy some time and turn public opinion against Tianmu.

But if players had to wait too long for "Heroes of Kings" to be restored, they would inevitably download Tianmu's game out of impatience.

He absolutely couldn’t allow that to happen.

So "Heroes of Kings" had to be restored as soon as possible.

The managers of the gaming and technical departments frowned in unison.

Was the chairman being too confident? Too dismissive of the threat?

But they were just employees. When the boss gave orders, they had no choice but to comply.

"Yes, Chairman," they replied respectfully.

The technical manager then asked, "Chairman, regarding hiring these international computer experts, what budget can our company allocate?"

"Three hundred million," Lin Chang said firmly. "Get the best of the best—and hire several of them!"

"Three hundred million?" The finance manager, who had just entered, frowned. "But Chairman, we don’t have that much liquidity right now."

Recently, they had invested heavily in marketing for "Heroes of Kings."

The company’s funds couldn’t sustain it.

They had hoped to recoup some of the costs through in-game skin sales, but then the app crashed.

"If we don’t have it, take out a bank loan," Lin Chang snapped.

"Yes," the finance manager nodded.

"All of you, get out," Lin Chang said, sitting back in his office chair and rubbing his temples in frustration.

Though he was convinced Tianmu’s scheme wouldn’t succeed, an uneasy feeling lingered in his gut.

Still...

A cold glint flashed in Lin Chang’s eyes.

This time, he wouldn’t back down.

Lin Xuan wanted to fight him?

Fine—he’d fight to the end!

Lin Xuan was only twenty-two, with barely a year of business experience. Lin Chang, on the other hand, was a seasoned fox with over two decades in the corporate world.

He wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

Lin Chang’s expression darkened.

After leaving Lin Chang’s office, Lin Qingwan immediately carried out his orders.

Soon, news of Tianmu Group’s "Kings of Glory" plagiarizing "Heroes of Kings" flooded social media, trending at the top of search lists.

Netizens were outraged.

—I checked it out, and the two games are practically identical. Tianmu Group is shamelessly promoting their copycat version while badmouthing "Heroes of Kings." How brazen can they get?

—Ugh! I’ve never seen a more disgusting company. And I used to admire Lin Xuan’s computer skills!

—@StarlightGroup, sue them! Sue Tianmu into bankruptcy!

—But... doesn’t Tianmu’s "Kings of Glory" look more polished? The gameplay is smoother, and most importantly—it takes up way less storage space.

—Wait, you’re right. "Heroes of Kings" eats up over 10GB on my phone, forcing me to delete other apps. Tianmu’s version only takes 3GB.

—Honestly, it feels like "Heroes of Kings" is the one that copied.

—Are you kidding? Starlight Group released their game first. How could they be copying Tianmu?

However, these voices were drowned out by the flood of paid commentators hired by Starlight Group.

Soon, the internet was ablaze with calls to boycott Tianmu Group—their TV shows, animations, movies, and even their contracted celebrities were targeted.

Still, a few netizens remained level-headed.

—I think I’ll wait and see. Remember how badly our faces were stung after the backlash against Tianmu’s Palm Treasure website and their movies? I have a feeling there’ll be a twist this time too.

—Same, I’m siding with Tianmu for now. I don’t want to be proven wrong again.

When Jiang Yutong entered the company, she overheard some employees excitedly discussing the situation.

"Have you guys been playing 'Heroes of Kings'?"

"Yeah, why? What’s up?"

"Did you know the game crashed? Starlight Group claims Tianmu Group sabotaged it. And now Tianmu has released an identical game, telling players to try their 'Kings of Glory' instead while 'Heroes of Kings' is down."

Chen, who had been listening, froze.

She’d been too busy with work to check her phone or play games today.

She quickly opened the game—sure enough, it wasn’t working.

Jiang Yutong’s brows furrowed tightly.

Tianmu Group was Lin Xuan’s company, while Starlight Group belonged to the Lin family.

The employees continued chatting excitedly.

"This drama is going to be wild. I’m definitely keeping up with the updates to see which side wins."

"My money’s on Tianmu. They’ve grown so much in just over a year—they’re not to be underestimated."

"I think Starlight Group will pull through. They’ve been around for decades. They won’t go down that easily."

"Wanna bet? Loser treats the winner to a meal."

"You’re on!"

Jiang Yutong’s frown deepened, her eyes clouded with worry.

She strode back to her office in her high heels and scrolled through the comments.

Almost all of them were condemning Tianmu.

It seemed she needed to visit Lin Xuan.

At Night Garden, Lin Xuan lounged on the sofa, legs casually crossed, perfectly at ease.

As he scrolled through his phone, his lips curled into a smirk.

Let them rage. The bigger the uproar, the better.

He looked like a spectator thoroughly enjoying the chaos.

Lei Hui called to brief him. "Boss, Starlight Group is accusing our game of plagiarism."

Lin Xuan smirked.

"Don’t worry about it. Leave everything to me. Your job is to sit back and enjoy the show."

Seeing Lin Xuan’s calm confidence, Lei Hui relaxed.

"Got it," he replied.

"Oh, and one more thing, Boss," Lei Hui added. "They’re hiring top international computer experts to remove the virus from their game."

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Let them."

They’d just be wasting money.

The more Starlight Group spent, the happier he was.

"Uncle Lei, don’t worry. No matter how hard they struggle, Starlight Group won’t recover from this," Lin Xuan said confidently.

Lei Hui chuckled. "Boss, when have I ever doubted you?"

Since ditching the bangs and getting big waves, I’ve been getting tons of compliments. Feeling fabulous!

Don’t forget to send some small gifts, lovelies!

Thank you to the lovely gifts from dreaming, Spring Unsprouted, and other darlings.

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