Chapter 42: The New Game Underway (Part Two)

After dinner, when Zhang Yang returned to Universe Technology, he saw that everyone was still immersed in the joy of success.

Everyone was staring at the game data as if enchanted. It was easy to tell from their eyes whether the current data growth was fast or slow.

In fact...

At this stage, there was no need for anyone in the company to do any other heavy work; they only needed to carefully maintain the system.

Other than that!

There were no other rigid requirements. As long as the tasks were completed, people could do whatever they wanted.

Well...

Overall, everyone was working in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

That was the advantage of a family-style workshop.

However, this was only temporary.

Zhang Yang did not disturb their joy. Instead, he went upstairs to his office to continue drafting the proposal for his next game.

Before he even started working, Zhang Yang heard a knock on his office door.

"Come in..."

Zhang Yang put down his pen and raised his head.

"President Zhang, this gentleman says he wants to have a chat with you. I told him you were very busy, but he just stood outside the door refusing to leave, insisting on seeing you..."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yang saw Wu Zhuang looking somewhat awkward as he stood at the door with a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a bowl-cut hairstyle, who looked very much like an otoeh geek.

Zhang Yang looked at the geeky young man with a smiling gaze.

"Sir, how should I address you?"

"Yang—President Yang, my name is Tong Wei. I'm from the mountain valley district three miles away, living in the same alley as Brother Wang Wei..."

"Oh, oh, Mr. Tong, hello. Please come in..."

Zhang Yang glanced at Tong Wei and warmly invited him into the office with a beaming smile.

Seeing this, Wu Zhuang said nothing more. He exchanged a knowing look with Zhang Yang and turned to leave.

"Well..."

"Mr. Tong, do you usually like to go out?"

"Ah?"

"Mr. Tong, I mean, do you lean more towards being an indoor otaku?"

"Ah? Well, yes, I am an otaku. I prefer playing games and tinkering with some digital products..."

Tong Wei had just wanted to introduce himself and state his purpose, but seeing Zhang Yang interrupt him and ask such a strange question instead, his mind failed to process it for a moment.

"Oh, Mr. Tong, do you have a girlfriend?"

"I..." Tong Wei's face turned red, and then he shook his head.

"Then what kind of beautiful girl do you yearn for in your heart? What is she really like?"

"This..."

Tong Wei grew even more bewildered.

Looking at Zhang Yang's peculiar gaze, his mind was filled with question marks.

He felt that he simply could not keep up with Zhang Yang's train of thought.

I haven't even said what I'm here for yet. Why is President Zhang asking me all these baffling questions?

"Mr. Tong, please sit down. Let's just chat like ordinary friends, don't be nervous... Here, chew some gum?"

"Oh, oh, thank you."

"Mr. Tong, let's continue our conversation. Judging by your appearance, you should be a seasoned otaku—the kind who stays at home all day and rarely goes out?"

"Uh, yes..." Tong Wei nodded awkwardly.

"Mr. Tong, if you were given a choice, what kind of girl would you choose to be your girlfriend? Cute, intellectual, mature? A loli? An yandere/older sister type?"

"This..."

"Be bold, use your imagination, imagination has no boundaries..."

"Well, one who can cook, and... looks pretty..."

"Pretty has many definitions. What kind of pretty exactly?"

"Just like those female celebrities in movies. You know, the kind you fall in love with the moment you see her..."

"Any requirements for her figure?"

"Her figure... has to be good."

"How good?"

"Just the kind of... President Zhang, you know, the kind in anime where she's curvy in all the right places..."

"What if her voice is a little gentler, say, the kind that makes your skin tingle?"

"Ah, that works, that works! That would be even better if it were like that, preferably with a hint of cuteness..."

"Oh?"

"Just like... just like a few years ago, when I saw a very pretty, pure girl on Tieba. Back then, my mind was full of her image. President Zhang, to tell you the truth, sometimes I couldn't even sleep at night..."

Tong Wei had been somewhat nervous at first.

But soon, guided by Zhang Yang's subtle hints, he unconsciously drifted off course, starting to describe his views on his future partner with flashing eyes and animated gestures.

The more he spoke, the more enthusiastic he became, continuously refining the image of his future partner in his mind. He became so deeply engrossed that he almost forgot his original purpose.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yang listened cheerfully, jotting down a few notes in his notebook from time to time.

"If you were to design a script, how would you plan your accidental encounter with your future girlfriend?"

"Ah? This..."

"In a garden, at a school, or some accidental car collision..."

"I, I... I'd like it to be in the school library. She wears glasses, and then walks past me very gently, and then..."

Night fell.

Tong Wei spoke excitedly, completely immersed and unable to extricate himself. He even went so far as to name the future children he would have with "her."

And Zhang Yang became even happier, smiling constantly as he took notes.

When he had recorded enough and Tong Wei had practically finished speaking, Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, Mr. Tong..."

"Hehe..." Lost in the beauty of his imagination, Tong Wei was still in a hazy, foolish daze, looking very much like a hopeless romantic fanboy...

"Mr. Tong, time to wake up, you're drooling."

"Ahem, ahem... President Zhang, you were saying..." Tong Wei awkwardly wiped the corner of his mouth, only to find there was no spit...

"Mr. Tong, if I were to give you such a girlfriend, would you always treat her well?"

"Ah, yes! Absolutely, I'd give her everything I have!"

"You don't need to give her everything, just ten yuan will do."

"Ten yuan? Holy crap! Really?" Tong Wei was shocked.

"Really!" Zhang Yang laughed.

"Then..."

"All you have to do is write down all the beautiful scenarios you've imagined. Remember, however wonderful you imagine it, write it down that way!"

"If I write it, I can get a girlfriend?"

"Yes!"

"President Zhang, I always feel like you're pulling my leg."

"I never pull anyone's leg. By the way, Mr. Tong, I suddenly thought of a question."

"What?"

"What did you come here for?"

"President Zhang, I... I came here to..." Tong Wei's eyes widened as he stared directly at Zhang Yang. "President Zhang, I came here to ask about the mobile phones..."

"Mobile phones?"

"You know... didn't you tell Brother Wang Wei about the future of the mobile phone industry...?"

"Ah? Why didn't you say so earlier..."

"I wanted to, but you suddenly started asking me about girlfriends, so I couldn't get a word in edgewise."

"Oh, oh, oh. Mr. Tong, why don't you introduce yourself."

"Ah? Do I still need to introduce myself now?"

"Yep, right!"

Zhang Yang looked at Tong Wei earnestly and stroked his chin.

...

Late at night.

Liu Ruohan, accompanied by a few assistants, was at the airport preparing to board a flight to Seoul.

There were certain controversies surrounding the domestic and Korean versions of *Legend*, and negotiations were required.

If negotiations failed, the company would likely undergo massive internal structural reforms.

At this moment, she felt somewhat apprehensive.

Although she knew she bore a heavy responsibility, she always had the lingering feeling that she was being deliberately sent away.

Her father had shelved the plan to acquire Zhang Yang's company.

And Uncle Shen Yi...

It seemed that everyone had intentionally pushed him out of the center of power.

Liu Ruohan probably understood why.

Shen Yi held a portion of Wrangler Technology's shares, while her father, Liu Chongshan, wanted to concentrate power and firmly grasp it in his own hands.

Many of the uncles who had started the business together in the beginning had either mysteriously fallen ill, retreated from the center of power, gone abroad for recuperation, or cashed out to change industries and do other things.

The business world was like a battlefield...

She was an insider, yet there was nothing she could do.

After all, she was also one of the beneficiaries of this power struggle; a portion of Shen Yi's shares would eventually end up in her hands.

She was conflicted!

On one hand, she hoped Uncle Shen Yi could remain part of the family; on the other hand, she had to face her own parents. From another perspective...

She actually needed power—she needed power to implement the reforms she envisioned.

Her father was paving the way for her!

"Sigh..."

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come back."

Liu Ruohan pushed up her glasses and stomped her foot in speechlessness.

At that moment, her phone rang.

She answered the call...

"Hello, is this President Liu?"

"Yes, I am. May I ask who..."

"I'm Zhang Yang, the Zhang Yang from a few days ago..."

"Zhang Yang? Zhang Yang, I'm very sorry, I'm about to go abroad right now. Can we talk about the acquisition or investment after I get back?"

"No, no, no, President Liu, that's not what I'm calling about. Um, could I take a few minutes of your time?"

"Go ahead..."

"President Liu, an exceptional woman like you—so pretty, so cute, with such a great figure, so pure, and so rich..."

"Zhang Yang, stop flattering me. What on earth do you want to say?" Hearing Zhang Yang buttering her up on the other end of the line, Liu Ruohan was speechless.

"Well, I want to know... what is your ideal, ultimate dream man like?"

"???"

"President Liu, you should know what a dream man means, right? Throughout your life—from childhood, through your student days, to after entering society—haven't you ever met a man who made your heart race or stirred deep feelings within you...?"

"???"