The virtual empire starts from the game

Chapter 5 Which competitor is getting angry?
At eight o'clock in the evening, Xu Meng patted his shoulders and walked out of the company gate.

Behind him, the three-story building where dreams are built was brightly lit.

The cost of renting this small building and renovating it is much higher than renting a three-story commercial office building.

But when the company was first established, they were full of ambition and Zhang Yang didn't care about these expenses.

Now I feel that the rent is a bit expensive, but it is not easy to move out.

At this moment, art, programming, operations, planning, marketing... all departments are extremely stressed out by the new tasks he assigned.

Whether they are discussing in meetings, working overtime on the spot, or pretending to work overtime but actually chatting, there is no intention of leaving get off work at all.

Xu Meng actually also wants to work overtime.

But after all, he had just died suddenly twice - once himself and once in this body, so he was somewhat frightened.

He planned to rest for a few days and wait until his body was no longer so weak.

When he arrived at the parking lot, he found a man leaning against his car, playing with his cell phone.

When I got closer, I realized it was Zhang Yang who had disappeared for nearly two months.

——It’s not that they disappeared completely. After Zhang Yang returned to Huacheng, he joined his father’s company, while Xu Meng worked overtime like crazy to try to save the game. The two of them had very few opportunities to meet and have gatherings, let alone chat.

It's really unexpected to see it here suddenly at this moment.

Before he could even open his mouth, the guy slapped him in the face, "Awesome, Lao Xu!"

"?" Xu Meng was stunned. "What?"

"You posted the announcement! So brave!" Zhang Yang exclaimed in admiration, "But remember to turn off Weiguang's private messages."

Xu Meng was speechless.

Zhang Yang is as sharp as ever.

His Weiguang account has been bombarded with private messages, with so many insults that even he, a veteran of many battles, feels that his stock of swear words has become richer.

"Small problem." Xu Meng shook her head and asked as she opened the car door, "When did you arrive? Why didn't you come to the company to take a look?"

"I don't want to be conscripted by you." Zhang Yang pushed Xu Meng aside and sat in the driver's seat.

"How can we let Boss Xu drive the car himself? I'll do it."

Xu Meng smiled and walked around the front of the car to the passenger seat.

The car slowly drove onto the road.

"Mr. Zhang, how come you have time to come and see me today?" Xu Meng asked, slumped in the passenger seat.

"If you don't come soon, I'm worried that you'll be dead." The smile on Zhang Yang's face slowly faded.

"You work too much overtime and scare Mengling. This girl has been bringing quick-acting heart pills and nitroglycerin to work recently. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have ordered a defibrillator the day before yesterday."

Xu Meng was speechless.

If I hadn't traveled through time, this defibrillator would have been useful...

"Look at you. You are so grown up, but you still make a little girl worry about you."

Zhang Yang imitated his father's condescending tone to criticize Xu Meng.

"Come on, come on, I get it. Didn't I leave work early?" Xu Meng interrupted him helplessly. "Besides, I have a 10 million yuan loan to pay off. I have to work hard."

"I'm afraid of you. Can I pay for it?"

"?" Xu Meng looked over, "You have money again?"

Zhang Yang's father started from scratch, starting out as an OEM for garment factories, and working his way up to OEM for machinery and precision electronic products... He is truly an industrial tycoon.

He suffered a lot in his life, educated his son strictly, and was always cautious when giving money.

Because of his "rebellious behavior" of starting a game company, Zhang Yang sold his house and mortgaged his houses, and his father became more strict with him.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "My father is a miser, but my mother is soft-hearted. She can always get things done by crying poor and behaving pitifully."

Xu Meng patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and was really touched.

But what he said was: "Get lost! You just said I was awesome, and now you turn around and curse me to fail?"

"I'm telling you, with this wave of transformation, we have to make at least a small profit!"

"Hahaha!" Zhang Yang laughed out loud. "Okay! I'm waiting to see your performance!"

"Do you want to take some shares back? You're guaranteed to make money."

"Forget it. I will eventually go back to take over. My father may be rigid, but what he said is true. Dream Building is just a rebellious play for me, but for you..."

Taking advantage of the red light, Zhang Yang turned his head and took a look at Xu Meng's dark circles and haggard face.

"Developing games, that's your dream, right?" After a moment of silence, Zhang Yang spoke again:
"In fact, from the moment Zhumeng was established, it has belonged to you."

"It's just a matter of time."

"The only flaw is that I originally planned to wait until the Dream Building game became a big hit, then show off and get some publicity before going home. But I didn't expect it to be so bad after the game was released..."

"But no matter what, the result is the same."

"The dream building is still in your hands."

"My goal has been achieved."

"So don't even think about giving it back to me."

Xu Mengke didn't expect this answer.

This is not something that can be achieved through college roommates or conjugated father-son relationships.

This has to be the biological father, right?

Just as he was hesitating whether to say some dirty words like "great favor" or "I will give you my body" to disgust Zhang Yang, he suddenly felt that the scenery outside the car window was a little strange:
"Did you take the wrong road? Where are you going?"

"Hospital." Zhang Yang replied calmly, "I have made an appointment with a doctor for you."

"Ah?" Xu Meng was a little resistant.

"Oh, why do you think I should sit in the driver's seat?" Zhang Yang smiled smugly, "It's not up to you!"

……

20 minutes later, Zhang Yang drove to Ningzhou Kangya Hospital and dragged the reluctant Xu Meng in.

Half an hour later, Xu Meng came out with an 800-word medical prescription, medicine, and a large bag of health supplements.

Zhang Yang sent Xu Meng downstairs and gave her one last word:
"Work less overtime and don't kill yourself. Remember to take your medicine. I'll let Meng Ling supervise you."

Then I left in a hurry and went to the airport to catch the flight.

——He came here purely to take Xu Meng to the hospital for a physical check-up.

Xu Meng's parents passed away early, and she was taken in by her uncle and aunt at the age of 14 to be taken care of for four years until she took the college entrance examination. After graduating from university, she stayed in Ningzhou and started a business with Zhang Yang.

After Zhang Yang returned to Huacheng, he kept to himself and worked overtime like crazy, and no one could persuade him to stop.

Chen Mengling tried many times but couldn't persuade him at all, so she had to ask Zhang Yang for help.

Zhang Yang had to suddenly refresh his posture downstairs at the Dream Building Company.

……

……

After returning home and finishing the takeout, Xu Meng took medicine and supplements obediently and went to bed early.

However, before going to bed, he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and pay attention to the follow-up impact of the announcement.

Then his brows furrowed.

Controversy is to be expected.

But the number is too exaggerated.

No matter what, "Frost and Snow Project" is just a flopped second-tier game with very limited influence.

Few people outside the second-tour circle know about it.

Even if the content of the announcement is a bit outrageous, after a whole day, the netizens who came to watch the fun should disperse.

The remaining second-game players should be happy to see these changes.

But now, the voices of these players are almost invisible under the announcement, and all the comments are negative.

Some attacked Xu Meng for his low moral quality, some mocked Zhumeng's dying struggle and it was futile, some advised Zhumeng employees to resign as soon as possible to escape from their misery, some reported the game in advance, and some gave bad reviews to the game. There were simply all kinds of tricks.

If it were someone with a fragile heart, he would probably want to jump off the building by now.

But Xu Meng keenly sensed that something was wrong.

He flipped through more than a dozen pages of comments and found a large number of highly similar comments. He selected some publishers to check the content and soon found that there was a correlation among them.

They follow each other, reply to and like each other's posts, and have a history of attacking each other in groups on the same topic.

He smelled the scent of the navy.

"Who is so anxious?" Xu Meng didn't understand.

(End of this chapter)