The executives fell silent in an instant.
Their eyes nervously followed Su Hua's movements.
Today's meeting was crucial.
If President Su was in a bad or even neutral mood, they were doomed.
Su Hua took her seat at the head of the conference table, her face as expressionless as ever. But when the executives caught the occasional upward twitch of her lips, they knew—they were safe!
This meeting would be one of Su Hua's most amiable yet!
They wouldn’t have to worry about facing her harsh reprimands.
As expected, the meeting proceeded smoothly, with Su Hua in an exceptionally good mood—far more relaxed than any previous session.
Su Hua’s phone was on, and she glanced at it from time to time.
Jiang Qing curiously leaned over to peek and saw the screen displaying a live feed from the office surveillance.
Su Hua was watching Lin Xuan in her office.
Jiang Qing shook her head.
President Su really couldn’t bear to be apart from Young Master Lin for even a moment.
How long had it been since they separated? And yet, she was already checking the cameras.
In the CEO’s office,
Lin Xuan lounged on the sofa, legs casually crossed, scrolling through his phone with an air of ease.
Online platforms were still flooded with accusations of Starlight Group’s plagiarism and promotions for their rival game, "King’s Glory."
Starlight Group had issued no response.
Lin Chang, too, seemed to have vanished into thin air, with reporters unable to track him down.
Lei Hui called Lin Xuan.
"Boss," Lei Hui sounded positively gleeful, "our game’s downloads have skyrocketed these past few days. Daily active users have already surpassed ten million."
All in all, their company had only spent three million on marketing.
To achieve such numbers with such a modest budget—only someone as shrewd and cunning as their boss could pull it off.
"Boss, there’s more. We opened the in-game hero and skin purchases yesterday, and sales have already hit eight hundred million."
Players who had previously tried Starlight Group’s version were already familiar with the heroes and had their favorites.
The moment skins were released, they started spending like crazy.
Many even splurged on every hero and skin available.
"Downloads and sales are still climbing rapidly," Lei Hui chuckled, unable to contain his delight.
He’d never seen a game rake in money like this before.
Lin Xuan responded with a calm nod, unsurprised by the results.
In another world, this game—"King’s Glory"—had been a massive hit.
In this world, where entertainment options were limited, it offered players a fresh experience and thrilling competition.
Naturally, it was bound to sell well.
Lei Hui frowned. "Boss, aren’t you even a little excited? This is an incredible success!"
Lin Xuan denied nothing. "I am happy."
"Then why do you sound so indifferent?" Lei Hui suspected Lin Xuan was just humoring him.
Lin Xuan replied matter-of-factly, "Uncle Lei, this is what they call ‘keeping emotions hidden.’ You should learn it too."
Lei Hui: "..."
Was that really the right phrase for this situation?
"Alright, got it," Lei Hui conceded helplessly.
You’re the boss. Whatever you say goes.
"By the way, boss, you asked me to monitor Starlight Group’s movements," Lei Hui continued. "Lin Chang ordered the shutdown of their gaming division. Seems they’re exiting the industry altogether."
Lin Xuan smirked. "Lin Chang knows about my hacking skills. He’s afraid I’ll sabotage any game they release, so he’d rather quit while he’s ahead. Smart move—focusing on his other businesses instead."
But could Lin Chang really protect them?
"Proceed as planned. Release the materials tomorrow," Lin Xuan instructed.
"Understood, boss."
Lei Hui rubbed his hands together eagerly.
Working for his boss had awakened a strange enjoyment in these schemes.
Lin Chang was about to face true despair.
After hanging up, Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a cold smile.
He would dismantle every last one of the Lin family’s businesses, leaving them destitute.
He wondered—would the Lin family still be so harmonious then?
Shao Xingfan arrived at the CEO’s office, laptop in hand.
"President Su is still in a meeting. Are you here to see her?" Jiang Qing asked.
"No, I’m here for Young Master Lin. Is he in?" Shao Xingfan replied with a bright smile.
Jiang Qing stared at him, baffled.
Before, Shao Xingfan had spoken of Lin Xuan with nothing but disdain.
Now, she could practically see the sycophantic gleam in his eyes.
Was she imagining things?
"Assistant Shao, why do you need him...?" Jiang Qing ventured.
"It’s urgent. Extremely urgent," Shao Xingfan insisted.
Originally assigned by Su Hua to Tianmu Group, he’d been reluctant to return after witnessing Lin Xuan’s computer prowess.
But Su Hua had recalled him, and with Lin Xuan not working at Su Corporation, Shao Xingfan had been stuck with unsolved coding problems piling up.
The moment he heard Lin Xuan was in the office, he’d rushed over.
"He’s inside. Let me check if Young Master Lin—"
Before Jiang Qing could finish, Shao Xingfan barged into the office.
Jiang Qing: "..."
Inside, Shao Xingfan found Lin Xuan sprawled on the sofa, leisurely browsing his phone.
Lin Xuan spotted Shao Xingfan, and his heart sank with foreboding.
"Young Master Lin!" Shao Xingfan greeted cheerfully.
Lin Xuan’s temple twitched.
That smile was far too suspicious.
It was the same look Shao Xingfan had worn back at Tianmu Group—every time he came begging for help with coding problems.
Lin Xuan’s gaze dropped to the laptop in Shao Xingfan’s hands.
Don’t tell me... he was here for that again.
"You’re here for Hua Bao, right? She’s not here. Come back later," Lin Xuan said quickly, already dreading the inevitable.
The memories of Shao Xingfan’s relentless pestering made him want nothing to do with this.
"No, Young Master Lin, I came specifically for you."
Shao Xingfan flipped open his laptop and placed it in front of Lin Xuan with a grin.
"I have a few programming issues I can’t solve. Would you mind helping me out?"
Lin Xuan: "!!!!"
He was here for this!
Rubbing his temples, Lin Xuan sighed. "Assistant Shao, you don’t work at Tianmu Group anymore. These coding problems aren’t my responsibility. Find someone else."
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!"
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.
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?"
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.”
