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."
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
