Perfect World: Start by traveling to the Wuwang Mansion

Chapter 315 The Desolate Heavenly Emperor! Descends!

"Alright, that's about all for today's topics. Does anyone have anything to add?" After a moment, Li Yunxin asked, tapping the table.

"Of course!" Fan Bingbing immediately replied, as if she had been waiting for this moment.

She turned to look at Liu Qianqian: "I want to know, Liu Qianqian, what does Shenlei Technology mean?"

"That's exactly what I mean," Liu Qianqian said, spreading her hands nonchalantly.

"What does that mean?!" Fan Bingbing emphasized.

“Yang Mi needed money to break free from her family’s control, so I suggested she buy lottery tickets. Coincidentally, Xu Jiuyang also bought lottery tickets, so she asked him to keep them for her. It just so happens that Xu Jiuyang has the idea of ​​starting a new game company, but he lacks funds, so Yang Mi invested in it and helped connect him with my mother’s investment. It’s perfectly normal,” Liu Qianqian said with a smile.

"Normal?" Fan Bingbing gritted her teeth. "You call it normal to directly copy our plan?"

“This is none of our business. Xu Jiuyang called Dong Qing over to take charge of operations, and Dong Qing had other things to do, so it’s perfectly normal for her to seek advice from her friend Tu Jingwei.” Liu Qianqian spread her hands again.

Fan Bingbing took a deep breath and looked at Li Yunxin, who was hosting the gathering. The latter said calmly, "This is their private conversation, and Tu Jingwei did not reveal your business secrets to Dong Qing."

Is this considered a private exchange? Little Fan clenched her fists: "Fine, if that's how it is, I have nothing more to say. After all, the market is big enough to accommodate two game companies, but—"

She looked at Angela: "I demand compensation."

"Oh?" Angela, who hadn't spoken until now, raised an eyebrow. "You're asking for compensation, but why are you coming to me?"

“I demand the distribution rights for World of Warcraft,” Little Fan said bluntly. “Anyway, he also has 5% of the shares with me, and I promise that when I give stock options and dividends to my subordinates in the future, I won’t deduct them from his share.”

"So, you've been simulating a lot of things related to online games lately?" Angela asked with interest.

"Isn't it obvious?" Little Fan glared at Liu Qianqian resentfully.

“Although the acquisition of Blizzard is still in the early stages of preparation, I personally have no objections,” Angela chuckled. “But how are you going to convince him?”

"I have my own way of doing things," Little Fan said with a snort.

Angela gave an "OK" sign, then looked at Liu Qianqian with her, who still had that indifferent expression: "I have no objection either."

The gathering was about to end, and Fan Bingbing, who was seething with anger, naturally left first. Then, she received a call from Gao Yuanyuan in her car.

"Don't worry, I'm very calm," said Fan Bingbing.

When she first encountered the scenario of the cheating man secretly starting a game company behind her back, she was naturally furious. The feeling of being NTR'd made her head throb, and then... then she calmed down, after all, it was a matter of life and death.

It was a really strange time. Emotionally, I felt I should yell and scream to vent my grievances and then go to his door to demand why, but rationally, I started thinking about how to get compensation from him.

"Is this damn system even going to strip me of my feelings now?" Little Fan thought bitterly, then said to Gao Yuanyuan in a calm tone, "Since he's already done it, and done it behind our backs, he definitely won't change his mind just because of a few words from us. In that case, we might as well take this opportunity to gain some benefits."

“…While I may say you’re not sincere, you don’t need to drag yourself down to Angela’s level,” Gao Yuanyuan said after a moment of silence.

"How do you know I'm not that kind of person?" Fan Bingbing replied calmly, then hung up the phone and turned to look out the car window.

Based on the simulation of World of Warcraft, that scoundrel will definitely try to get the agency rights. After all, we got the information from him first before we simulated the specific situation, so we'll have to use whatever method we have, even if it means throwing a tantrum, to get his consent.

Besides, regarding investments like IT stocks, she'd have to get something out of him, otherwise, she wouldn't let him off the hook. "Bingbing? Bingbing!" Just as these thoughts were swirling in her mind, Qin Lan's voice came from ahead.

"What's wrong, Sister Lan?" Fan Ye asked, snapping out of her daze.

"Are you alright?" Qin Lan, who was driving, looked at her through the rearview mirror, her expression full of worry.

"It's nothing, how could anything happen to me?" Young Master Fan smiled, then froze.

Looking in the rearview mirror, she saw what she looked like; her smile was forced, and her eyes were red.

"There are indeed some things, but... don't worry, it will be fine soon," Fan Bingbing said, her expression growing increasingly downcast.

So, after returning to the newly purchased villa, Qin Lan, still worried, took a cup of cocoa to the study.

"Have something sweet, it'll make you feel better," she said. "Don't worry, I specifically looked for skim cocoa."

"There's no need, I don't gain weight no matter what I eat." Fan Bingbing smiled, seemingly having truly recovered, but her eyes reddened again after she picked up the cup.

She immediately snuggled into her secretary's arms, holding him tightly, her body trembling slightly.

"Bing... Bingbing?" Qin Lan called out helplessly, her whole body tensing up.

"It's okay, just let me hug you, it's okay..." Little Fan murmured with her eyes closed.

A feeling of sorrow welled up inexplicably. Liu Qianqian didn't know why, but Gao Yuanyuan had Li Xiaoran and Zhang Yin, Li Yunxin had three female secretaries, and Angela had Anne Hathaway. What did she have?

Huo Siyan? That silly idiot, she's fine for making you laugh, but when it comes to discussing work, she'll just chuckle and say, "I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but when Fan Bingbing needs guidance or advice, she can't help at all.

Not every leader is tireless, nor can every leader see the direction clearly. If she could, she would like to nestle in someone's arms, hand over everything to that person, and simply enjoy herself.

But I can't do it!
Having come this far, how could she possibly back down? But that scoundrel of a man was determined to target her, and what could she do?! The more Fan Bingbing thought about it, the more unwilling she became, and she almost burst into tears.

Then my mind cleared up, and I started subconsciously calculating how to persuade that scoundrel.

No! Give me back my feelings! Completely forgetting how much she had praised Fan Bingbing's first skill, she cried out in her heart, then heard Qin Lan call out shyly, "Bing... Bingbing... don't do this..."

When Fan Bingbing came to her senses, she looked up and realized that she had unknowingly pinned Qin Lan down on the sofa. Not only that, she had even buried her head in Qin Lan's chest, causing Qin Lan's face to turn bright red.

"I'm sorry, Sister Lan, I lost my composure..." Little Fan apologized and was about to get up when she couldn't break free. Although Qin Lan was leaning against the sofa, she held her very tightly.

"Sister Lan?" Little Fan was very puzzled. He saw that Qin Lan's eyes were watery and she seemed to be caught up in some kind of desire.

Faced with this scene, she suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, and then she thought of something. She probably... seemed to... possibly... shared her second skill with Qin Lan for the purpose of the experiment, and then... when she was struggling with this just now, she seemed to have pinched her a few times.

Is this even possible?!

(End of this chapter)