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Chapter 297 0294 [Wherever she goes, she's the center of attention]

Bian Guanyue did not go to Chen Guiliang's house immediately, but instead took him to his grandparents' old house.

That area belongs to Huaxing Zheng Street, located in the city center. Everywhere there are large signs saying "Demolish," and some houses have already been demolished.

"Next time I come back, this place will probably be all construction sites." Bian Guanyue's tone was full of emotion.

The streets and alleys are still the same familiar streets and alleys, but they are completely unrecognizable.

Most of the old residents have moved away, leaving only a few holdouts. The whole street is deserted, all the shops are closed, and some have even posted new addresses.

Bian Guanyue pointed to a tenement building and said, "That's where I've lived since I was a child. Now they say it's a dangerous building and we're not allowed to go in. Let's take a picture together here."

Bian Guanyue was well-prepared, even bringing a digital camera.

She wanted to take a photo with her boyfriend before the house was demolished, so it would seem as if they had lived there together.

Chen Guiliang walked to the open space in front of the building, put his arm around Bian Guanyue's slender waist, and smiled at the camera.

"Click, click!"

Yang Shuo held the camera and kept pressing the shutter.

Construction on this street began last year, and it will definitely be completely demolished this year.

However, economic interests were irrelevant to Bian Guanyue. Before her grandparents passed away, they left their savings in cash to Bian Guanyue, while the old house was left to her aunt.

On the way back, Chen Guiliang noticed that she wasn't in a good mood and comforted her, saying, "This is the city center, and these old, dilapidated neighborhoods will be demolished sooner or later. If your grandparents are watching from heaven, they would definitely want you to live in a better house."

“I’m just a little sad,” Bian Guanyue said. “The demolition talks started here in 05, and when I came back last summer, it was basically settled. Now that I’m back for winter break, all the neighbors have moved out. The food stalls I used to frequent on my way home from school are all gone.”

Chen Guiliang held her hand and patted the back of it, offering silent comfort.

Bian Guanyue leaned against Chen Guiliang's chest: "I haven't had many things since I was little, and I cherish everything I have. Losing one thing means losing one less thing. The house will also disappear along with my grandparents."

These words carried a hidden meaning. Chen Guiliang put his arm around her and said, "I can't make up for what I've lost, but I will make sure you have more in the future."

"Mmm." Bian Guanyue closed her eyes, feeling that she could lean on Chen Guiliang's chest.

The two of them, along with Yang Shuo, arrived at Bian Guanyue's parents' villa.

Her stepmother still seemed warm and kind. Her stepmother's younger brother and his wife were also there, as well as Bian Guanyue's aunt, uncle, and cousin.

Since Chen Guiliang is coming, let's celebrate the New Year early!

Cousin Qiao Na first reported to investor Chen Guiliang: "After we acquired the factory, we were losing money for the first four months. However, starting from the fifth month, we broke even. Now everything is on track, but we mainly make money by doing OEM manufacturing for others. Our own children's clothing brand is developing relatively slowly, and we are still continuing to expand the market and develop customers."

"It would be good enough to make a small profit from OEM manufacturing; we can develop our own brand gradually," Chen Guiliang said.

Bian Guanyue's uncle, Qiao Weidong, expressed his dissatisfaction with his daughter: "You have a large enterprise in the family, but you insist on starting your own company. You're just trying to make things difficult for yourself."

Jona rolled her eyes at her father.

Bian Guanyue's stepmother's younger brother had been forcibly removed from his senior management position by Bian Jingsong. He threw a tantrum for a while, but has now been forced to reconcile and is now making a living by running a small, budget hotel.

When this person was a senior executive in the company, although he pocketed money in various ways, he was also very shrewd and perceptive.

He chuckled and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Hey, Brother Qiao, it's a good thing that young people like to explore. I'd be happy if my rascal skipped a few classes. Qiao Na is so great; she started her own business right after graduating from university, and she's doing quite well."

Qiao Weidong scoffed, "She doesn't know anything! She'll only realize how powerful she is when she bankrupts the factory."

Qiao Na retorted, "Chen Guiliang is younger than me, and he's built such a big company already!"

"How can you compare to him? You study hard every day and only get into a second-tier university, while he went to Peking University!" Qiao Weidong still looked down on his daughter. He preferred his illegitimate children.

Chen Guiliang laughed and said, "My Peking University admissions are based on a special admissions process through essay writing, so taking shortcuts is nothing."

Bian Guanyue's stepmother was surprisingly familiar with Chen Guiliang: "Your college entrance exam score was above the cutoff for Tsinghua and Peking Universities. Besides, college entrance exam scores don't mean much; doing business depends on personal ability. You're much more capable than your uncles and aunts; you even made it onto the Hurun Rich List last year. Your uncle has been in business for half his life, but he just can't seem to get onto the Hurun Rich List."

Bian Jinsong didn't say anything, he just smiled and smoked.

His group's total assets have grown to nearly one billion yuan after several years of rapid development. However, these assets mainly consist of fixed assets such as hotels, land, and real estate, and the group is also heavily indebted to banks.

Bian Jingsong's shares are worth approximately 500 million yuan; he has always been quietly making a fortune.

Bian Guanyue's stepmother's younger brother asked curiously, "I heard that internet companies make money by going public. When will your company go public, Xiao Chen?"

Chen Guiliang said, half-jokingly, "We have that plan, but it's hard to say when it will be listed."

Bian Guanyue's uncle, Qiao Weidong, asked, "The conditions for listing in the United States should be different from those for listing in China, right?"

Chen Guiliang explained in detail: "The requirements for listing in China are much stricter. Even companies listed on the SME board need to be profitable enough. In the US, there are several different standards. Companies with sufficient profits can list based on their profitability, like Kongzhong.com. They can also list based on shareholder equity and IPO market capitalization. If my company wants to list in the US, it will use the non-profit standard. Moreover, even in the US, the NYSE and NASDAQ are different. The NYSE has a higher threshold, so Chinese internet companies generally list on NASDAQ."

Everyone was very interested in the Nasdaq listing and immediately asked about the specific standards and details.

Watching her boyfriend being surrounded by relatives and becoming the center of attention, Bian Guanyue sat happily to the side.

Jona whispered, "These people are sycophants. If your boyfriend's business wasn't so big, they wouldn't be so enthusiastic. I saw through them a long time ago." "Mm," Bian Guanyue nodded in agreement.

Jona added, "Your dad is an exception; he's always doted on you. One of the reasons you lived with your grandparents since you were little is because you're too stubborn."

The border moon did not respond.

She didn't like this new home and avoided it whenever possible. Even when she returned to Chengdu for university holidays, she mostly stayed in rented apartments.

Bian Jingsong suddenly spoke up: "Your game company seems to have a new game that's really popular lately."

"Uncle, you know all this?"

Chen Guiliang laughed and said, "Actually, it's still a work in progress, but it's being used for stress testing ahead of time. Right now, only 1,000 people are allowed to register, but this will be expanded to 3,000 people after the next game update."

Bian Jinsong was clearly keeping a close eye on his daughter's boyfriend: "Since it's a half-finished product, why do I see so many media outlets and websites praising your new game?"

Chen Guiliang explained, "You can tell a lot about a person's future from the age of three. Even though it's only a half-finished product, you can still see some clues. The game's quality is very high. That's why game media and players are all looking forward to it."

"How much revenue does your game company generate each month?" Qiao Weidong asked.

Chen Guiliang said, "The scale is not large, currently it's over 20 million."

Qiao Weidong said, "It's already pretty good. The game has been developed, and there are hardly any costs involved. We can make money while lying down."

Chen Guiliang smiled, too lazy to explain.

If you don't have your own sales channels and rely entirely on cooperation with other platforms, channel fees and recharge fees will account for 30-40% of your total revenue.

Where does this idea of ​​making money while lying down come from?

Game Science's monthly revenue of over 2000 million yuan comes partly from the Upay payment platform.

But for people in traditional businesses, if a game becomes popular after its launch, they can make money effortlessly. They don't even know that servers and bandwidth require a large expense.

Bian Guanyue's aunt said, "I played Xiao Chen's new game, it's quite interesting, Plants vs. Zombies."

"Mom, you play games too?" Jona asked in surprise.

My aunt said, "Guan Guan recommended it. I've also played Happy Farm."

Bian Guanyue's stepmother exclaimed in surprise, "Plants vs. Zombies was made by Xiao Chen? Qiangqiang (Bian Guanyue's younger brother) is also playing it, saying that his classmate introduced him to it. I think it's interesting, so I've been playing it with him lately."

The spread of Plants vs. Zombies was incredibly fast, and the emergence of pirated versions further accelerated its distribution.

Over 95% of players are playing pirated versions!

From New Year's Day to the eve of the Spring Festival, it has already been installed on tens of millions of computers. If this continues, it will inevitably become a national game, the kind that even elderly people play a few rounds in their spare time.

Even many internet cafes actively downloaded and installed pirated versions of "Plants vs. Zombies".

Several women and the nanny went to the kitchen to work, and soon a table full of "New Year's Eve dishes" was served.

The atmosphere seemed quite harmonious, at least on the surface.

The older women were busy serving Chen Guiliang food, treating him like their future son-in-law.

After finishing his meal, Chen Guiliang sat for a while longer before getting up to say goodbye and leave, also borrowing a car from Bian Guanyue's family.

Bian Guanyue followed along, saying she was going to her maternal grandparents' house for the New Year.

Yang Shuo was in charge of driving in the front seat.

Chen Guiliang had been given some alcohol and leaned back in the back row, closing his eyes to rest. Bian Guanyue nestled in his arms to rest.

About halfway through the journey, there were no more highways, and the rest of the journey consisted of bumpy national and provincial roads.

As they swayed and bumped into Longdu territory, Yang Shuo asked, "Shall we take Miss Bian to the county town first?"

Bian Guanyue did not answer.

Chen Guiliang said, "Let's go back to the village together."

Bian Guanyue remained silent, but nestled in Chen Guiliang's arms and chuckled to herself.

Chen Guiliang said, "My grandmother also likes Sichuan Opera. You can exchange ideas."

“Yes, I’ll sing an opera for Grandma,” Bian Guanyue said with a smile that grew even happier. “Which opera does she like?”

Chen Guiliang said, "She will definitely like any song you sing."

“Then I’ll sing my best song.” Bian Guanyue was as sweet as if she had eaten honey, feeling that her previous efforts in learning to sing opera had not been in vain.

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