The Next Day
Online discussions about "King's Glory" were still flooding the internet.
—It's so fun, seriously so fun. I don’t even want to quit the game. This is the first time I’ve played something with such an amazing experience.
—Absolutely! The smoothness of this game is way better than that knockoff version Starlight Group released. The original is just unbeatable—no comparison to a cheap copy.
—Starlight Group, plagiarizing scum! Even a stray dog would bark at them in disgust!
—Daily reminder: Has Starlight Group gone bankrupt yet?
"King's Glory" had exploded in popularity. Walking down the street, you could constantly hear friends or couples debating which hero to play. Even coworkers would ask each other, "Have you tried King's Glory yet?"
Playing the game had become a nationwide craze overnight. Download numbers were skyrocketing, and purchases of heroes and skins were surging at an unprecedented rate.
Lei Hui looked over the performance reports his secretary had handed him and nodded in satisfaction.
"Excellent."
"After work today, the game development and marketing teams will all go out for dinner and karaoke. Let’s have a good time—tomorrow, take the day off," Lei Hui said with a smile.
The secretary grinned in response. "Understood, General Manager. I’ll make the arrangements right away."
Lei Hui’s gaze returned to the data in his hands, his excitement growing.
This was the first domestically developed game to achieve such explosive success!
In the past, very few women played mobile games, but now, a significant portion of "King’s Glory’s" player base was female.
With this game, Skyveil Group was poised to become the most profitable gaming company in the industry.
Lei Hui couldn’t help but look forward to their next project—the battle royale game.
Sometimes, he wondered just how Lin Xuan’s brain worked. How could someone casually produce hit novels, chart-topping music, and now, blockbuster game concepts?
Anything Lin Xuan touched turned to gold.
Following him had been the right decision.
Glancing at the time, Lei Hui decided it was time to start dismantling Starlight Group’s empire—piece by piece.
He wasn’t going to strike all at once.
No, he’d drag it out.
That would be far more agonizing.
Lei Hui sent out dossiers on Starlight Group’s biggest celebrity endorsers to various platforms.
Weibo, Xiaohongshu, Bilibili, Zhihu—these platforms were fierce competitors, usually at each other’s throats.
For convenience, Lei Hui had created a group chat.
Normally, the members stayed silent, only appearing when he assigned tasks.
He pasted the pre-prepared content into the chat.
[Once this goes live, push it to trending.]
The CEOs, usually swamped with work, replied instantly.
[Weibo CEO]: Lei, consider it done. Front-page trending, plus a push to all users.
[Zhihu CEO]: On it!
[Xiaohongshu CEO]: Got it. Maximum exposure guaranteed.
[Bilibili CEO]: Do you have the videos ready? If not, we’ll make them for you—top placement, no compromises.
Lei Hui smirked.
Getting all these CEOs in one group, all obediently following orders—who else but their boss could pull that off?
For show, he sent another message.
[What’s the cost for the trending spots?]
[Weibo CEO]: With our relationship? Free!
[Xiaohongshu CEO]: No charge from us either.
[Bilibili CEO]: Don’t even mention payment. Not taking a cent.
[Zhihu CEO]: Complimentary service!
Lei Hui had known they wouldn’t charge him—he’d only asked to maintain appearances.
After working with Lin Xuan for so long, he’d picked up the habit of pinching pennies. If he could avoid spending, he would.
[Lei Hui]: Then I owe you all a meal.
[Weibo CEO]: No need for that, Lei. No formalities between us.
In the group chat, they could still play nice for a while.
But if they met in person? He wasn’t sure he could stop himself from throwing hands.
Just then, a senior executive walked in to report to the Weibo CEO and accidentally glimpsed his phone screen.
Bewildered, he asked, "Chairman… are you roleplaying in a group chat?"
The CEO was getting up there in years—why was he suddenly indulging in this?
Was he trying to relive his childhood?
"Roleplaying?" The Weibo CEO frowned.
The executive pointed at his phone. "All the names in that group are platform CEOs. Isn’t this some kind of roleplay scenario?"
"Those are the actual people," the CEO replied.
"Actual people?" The executive’s eyes widened.
"Yes."
"But…" The man looked stunned. "How are you all willingly in the same group?"
And getting along, no less!
Weren’t they usually at each other’s throats?
The Weibo CEO’s expression darkened.
They hadn’t joined voluntarily.
This was all Lin Xuan’s doing.
His hacking skills were on another level—he could crash any of their platforms with a snap of his fingers.
This is an internet company, and the network is absolutely crucial to them.
If Lin Xuan were to crash their platform, their company might as well shut down.
So this little lord Lin Xuan—they had no choice but to cater to him.
When Lei Hui, under Lin Xuan's command, wanted to create a group chat, how could they dare refuse?
"Let's not discuss this matter further. Since you’ve finished reporting, you can leave for now." The CEO of Weibo dismissed the executive.
Beep.
Another notification sounded from WeChat.
The Weibo CEO picked up his phone to check—Lei Hui had sent over a pile of documents.
[Lei Hui]: These contain the schedule. Arrange the trending topics according to the specified times.
The Weibo CEO skimmed through the contents, his face filled with shock.
"This… this… this…"
He quickly exited the chat and began frantically typing on his keyboard.
[Weibo CEO]: Mr. Lei, if I may ask… where did you obtain all this?
[Lei Hui]: We acquired it through legitimate means.
The Weibo CEO: "…"
Legitimate means?
Who did they think they were fooling?
As the founder of Weibo, did they really expect him to buy such a flimsy excuse?
Even if Lei Hui refused to explain, he already knew—Lin Xuan must have dug this up using his hacking skills.
The Weibo CEO reopened the files Lei Hui had sent and couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement.
This was ruthless. With such damning evidence stacked against them, even a company as resilient as Starlight Group wouldn’t last long.
A frown creased his brow.
If Lin Xuan could uncover Starlight Group’s secrets, he could just as easily expose his own.
No businessman had completely clean hands—there was always something to hide.
And none of it would hold up under scrutiny.
From now on, he’d have to suck up to Lin Xuan even harder.
Because if he ever crossed him, all it would take was one leaked scandal, and it would be game over.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
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!"
