Morning Glory saw the general manager and calmly got off Meng Bo.
"President, I'll go back to work now," Morning Glory said in a sweet voice. "Don't forget what you promised me."
Morning Glory returned to her workstation, her face flushed with an unnatural redness. Lavender and the others exchanged strange looks.
As she applied lipstick while looking into a small mirror, Morning Glory sneered with a pointed remark, "Some people should stop pretending to be nice to your face while stabbing you in the back. Those who cross me will end up like Dogtail Grass."
The male editors in the editorial department didn't dare to make a sound.
In the president's office.
"What is it?" Meng Bo, annoyed at being interrupted, asked with a displeased expression.
"President, Lin Xuan, whose novel we took down, has launched a new website," the general manager reported.
"Hah," Meng Bo sneered. "He dares to go against our website? How delusional!"
"Find a way to suppress him. Don't let his website gain any traction," Meng Bo ordered.
"If he dares to start a novel website, I'll make sure he loses everything!"
Meng Bo's face darkened.
How dare he go against me? He's utterly overestimating himself!
"President, we've already tried to suppress him. But within just two days of launching, his novel website has already reached 3.5 million downloads," the general manager said with a grave expression.
"Lin Xuan also posted a lengthy article exposing our website, and the downloads skyrocketed to 13 million. At the same time, many readers have uninstalled our app."
This was the first time they had encountered such a situation—a website rising by stepping on theirs, and they were powerless to fight back!
Meng Bo's expression changed. "Didn't you take down the trending topics? Is the PR department just sitting around doing nothing?" he scolded.
Thirteen million downloads! That was no small number!
How could Lin Xuan's novel website grow to this extent?
"We contacted Weibo to take down the trending topics," the general manager said, pursing his lips.
"Then why are they still up?" Meng Bo shouted, pointing at his phone.
The general manager lowered his head. "Weibo replied that they can't take them down."
"How is that possible?" Meng Bo frowned.
The general manager looked troubled. "I checked the novels on his website. They're very compelling. President, I'm afraid our website is facing a formidable opponent this time."
Meng Bo slumped into his office chair.
Lin Xuan had such capabilities? He thought he was just an ordinary author. Shutting down his novel should have been the end of it.
But now, he's using Leap Website as a stepping stone!
Meng Bo also downloaded the Palm Novel app. Seeing the novels inside, his face turned ashen.
"President, we have a problem."
The head of the legal department rushed in.
"What now?" Meng Bo snapped irritably.
"President, Bai Linjiang from Su Corporation's legal department has filed a lawsuit against us."
"What?!" Meng Bo's eyes widened.
Su Corporation?
The legal department head kept his head down. "They're claiming our contracts are illegal, listing multiple violations. They demand we revise them and compensate the authors for their losses."
"Also, they want the copyright of *Doted On by the Yandere Tycoon* returned to the original author," the legal department head said, his voice trembling.
"How is this possible?" Meng Bo shook his head in disbelief.
How did I offend Su Corporation?
The legal department head kept his head low. "President, our chances of winning against Su Corporation's legal team are slim."
"Even if we had a chance, we can't afford to go against Su Corporation!" Meng Bo's face turned pale.
His family didn't just own this novel website. If Su Corporation targeted them, their other businesses would be ruined!
"Go contact Bai Linjiang. Tell him we agree to all their demands. Let's settle this without going to court," Meng Bo said, his voice shaking.
"Yes," the legal department head sighed in relief. At least they didn't have to face Bai Linjiang directly.
Meng Bo collapsed onto the sofa, defeated.
This incident was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Leap Website.
The general manager had been frowning the whole time.
After the legal department head left, he couldn't help but speak up. "President, do you think Su Corporation is targeting us because of Lin Xuan?"
"Lin Xuan?" Meng Bo's brows furrowed tightly.
"Yes," the general manager nodded. "I feel Lin Xuan isn't just an ordinary novelist."
"Su Corporation's legal team specifically demanded we terminate our contract with Lin Xuan. Out of all the authors, they only mentioned Lin Xuan's novel. It's clear they're here for him."
"President, we've kicked a hornet's nest this time. It's highly likely that Lin Xuan has connections with Su Corporation."
Hearing this, Meng Bo felt a chill run through his limbs.
Lin Xuan had ties with Su Corporation?
"President, our website was doing just fine. Think about how we offended Lin Xuan," the general manager reminded.
"Right, it's her! Morning Glory!" Meng Bo's face burned with anger. "If it weren't for her instigation, I wouldn't have taken down Lin Xuan's novel, wouldn't have driven him away, and he wouldn't have started a website to compete with us!"
"And we wouldn't have provoked Su Corporation!"
It's all her fault!
Meng Bo stormed into the male editors' office.
Morning Glory saw Meng Bo and her eyes lit up. The president had promised her a promotion to editor-in-chief today. He must be here to announce it!
She didn't expect the president to come personally. He must be here to show his support for her!
Morning Glory smiled brightly.
"President, what brings you here?" Morning Glory walked up to Meng Bo with a smile.
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?"
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.”
