Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

In front of the Shangri-La Hotel.

The revolving glass door reflected the gloomy sky of Longhai City.

One after another, Jinbei vans screeched and groaned as they stopped along the entire street, their tires scraping against the speed bumps.

The car door swung open with a bang, and a large, dark mass of people poured out.

The air was instantly filled with the smell of sweat and the synthetic fibers of cheap suits.

Over a hundred burly men, all dressed in black suits and sunglasses.

They all had stern faces, and the muscles in their arms stretched their suit sleeves so tight they looked like they were about to burst.

The doorman at the hotel entrance was so frightened that his face turned pale, his hands trembled as he pushed the luggage cart, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel on the red carpet.

Su Ye stepped out of the back seat of the Maybach.

The hem of his dark gray overcoat billowed in the cold wind. He held a thermos in one hand and a copy of the Anti-Unfair Competition Law in the other.

The gold-rimmed glasses reflected a cold light.

"Leave fifty brothers downstairs to block the entrances and exits."

Su Ye adjusted his glasses. "The rest of you, come upstairs with me."

Lei Hu responded in a gruff voice and waved his hand.

"Teams one and two, guard the goal! Teams three and four, follow Brother Su! Stand up straight and don't embarrass Sihai!"

On the top floor, in the conference room converted from the presidential suite.

The thick wool carpet absorbed all the noise, the room was heated, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood.

Kevin, the top headhunter sent by Tencent, was wearing a well-tailored Armani suit.

He was sitting with his legs crossed, a slender cigarette between his fingers.

Across from him sat three uneasy programmers, Zhang Ming's key technical staff.

"Engineer Li, Engineer Wang."

Kevin exhaled a smoke ring, his voice carrying a sense of superiority from a big city.

"You've all seen the terms Tencent offered: three times the annual salary, plus a Shenzhen residency permit."

He leaned forward slightly. "That crappy company, Sihai, is a joke when it comes to short videos. We've cut off their traffic. If you stay there, you'll just be dragged down with them."

He pulled three contracts from his Hermès briefcase and pushed them in front of them.

"As long as you hand over the core code, the signing fee will be deposited into your account right now."

The three programmers looked at each other, their Adam's apples bobbing.

One of them, called Lao Li, swallowed hard and picked up a pen.

"K, Kevin, we'll sign. But regarding the code, we only have partial knowledge..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Bang!"

Two heavy, carved wooden doors were kicked open from the outside.

The door lock snapped open, sending wood chips flying and landing on the expensive Persian carpet.

Kevin was startled, and the cigarette in his hand fell onto his crotch, burning him so badly that he yelled.

He suddenly stood up, about to curse.

Seeing the scene at the door, all the words stuck in his throat.

Dozens of burly men in black suits and sunglasses, like a moving black wall, surged into the conference room.

In an instant, the room, which was about 100 square meters, was completely surrounded.

The atmosphere, a mixture of sweat, tobacco, and street violence, was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Su Ye slowly walked out of the crowd.

He didn't look at the three programmers who were cowering like quails in fear.

His gaze fell directly on Kevin, whose face was deathly pale.

"Who...who are you! Security! Where are the security guards!"

Kevin's voice cracked, and his hand trembled as he pointed at Su Ye.

"This is Shangri-La! If you dare to cause trouble, I'll call the police immediately!"

Su Ye walked to the conference table, pulled out a leather chair, and sat down.

I unscrewed the thermos and blew on the goji berries.

"Call the police? Sure."

He slammed the red book onto the table and slid it to Kevin's side.

"My name is Su Ye, from Sihai Group."

Su Ye's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable chill.

"I heard that Tencent sent people to Longhai to poach my key technical staff."

Kevin swallowed hard, forcing himself to maintain the composure of a large company employee.

"Mr. Su... It's normal for staff turnover in business competition. We are hiring legally."

"legitimate?"

Lei Hu stepped forward, grabbed Kevin by the collar with his large, fan-like hand, and lifted him off the ground.

"You dare to lecture our Brother Su like that?"

Lei Hu stared with eyes as big as copper bells, his scars on his face scrunched up, and he spat all over Kevin's face.

"Tiger, put him down. We're civilized people."

Su Ye waved his hand.

Lei Hu loosened his grip, and Kevin fell to the ground with a thud, panting heavily, his expensive suit crumpled into a ball.

Su Ye pointed to the Anti-Unfair Competition Law on the table.

"Turn to Article Nine."

He looked down at Kevin and said, "Instigating or inducing others to violate confidentiality obligations and obtain the rights holder's trade secrets. What is that called? That's illegal."

Kevin's hands trembled; he didn't dare touch the book.

He finally understood: this wasn't a negotiation; it was clearly a gangster coming to cause trouble!

"Mr. Su...this is a misunderstanding. We were unaware they had signed a confidentiality agreement..."

"It's okay if you don't know."

Su Ye stood up, the hem of his coat brushing against the table.

"Go back and tell Ma Tianteng: If you're going to play business with me, don't resort to these shady tactics."

He walked up to the three programmers.

Old Li was so frightened that he trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the carpet.

"Su, Brother Su! We didn't give you the code! We really didn't!"

The other two also begged for mercy, crying their eyes out.

Su Ye didn't get angry; instead, he sighed.

"Arise. The rule of the world is not to fight one's own people."

He turned to look at Kevin, his eyes as cold as ice.

"As for Tencent blocking our links..."

Su Ye sneered, "Unplug the network cable, huh? Fine."

"I'll show him what real physical ground promotion is all about."

……

Half an hour later, at the headquarters of Sihai Building.

Chen Suan was holding a stack of financial statements and paced anxiously in his office.

He didn't even bother to push his black-rimmed glasses up to the tip of his nose.

"It's all over. Daily active users have been halved! These middle-aged women are cursing us in the background because the shared links won't open, accusing us of scamming them for coins!"

He clutched his aching stomach. "President Su, it looks like our ten billion is going down the drain!"

Zhang Ming was also squatting in the corner, tugging at his short hair.

"Tencent is too ruthless; they've blocked all their products. This is a fatal blow; we have no way to break this deadlock."

Su Ye sat in the boss's chair, tapping his fingers on the table, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

He looked at the two people who were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"What's the panic?"

He picked up the landline on the table and pressed the broadcast button.

The sound was broadcast through the building's public address system, reaching every corner.

"Security Department, assemble!"

Su Ye's voice carried a chilling aura.

"Go to the warehouse and bring out all the Coke and internet cafe recharge cards that came in the day before yesterday."

Ten minutes later, the lobby on the first floor was once again filled with a dense crowd of burly men.

Su Ye walked to the second-floor landing and looked down at the crowd below.

"The penguins unplugged our internet cable. So let's climb up the cable and smash their plates."

Su Ye pushed up his glasses, and a glint of light flashed behind the lenses.

"Any internet cafe in the entire Longhai City that displays a sign indicating its partnership with Tencent Games."

"Go in, house by house."

Lei Hu yelled at the top of his lungs, "Brother Su! What are you going in there for? To smash the machine?"

"Smashing machines is hooliganism."

Su Ye sneered.

"Let's do a promotion."

He held up one finger.

"Go in and tell those people online: as long as they uninstall Tencent's software and install Sihai Short Video in front of our brothers."

"I'll give you 100 yuan for internet access on the spot! Plus an ice-cold Coke!"

Chen Suan, who was listening nearby, gasped in shock.

"President Su! This...this cost is too high! There are hundreds of internet cafes in Longhai City, how much money would this cost!"

"Shut up. Money is meant to be spent."

Su Ye interrupted him sharply.

"I want Ma Tianteng to know that online, he is king."

"But offline. On this land. My people can pull their users away from their computer screens, one by one!"

That afternoon, internet cafes in Longhai City experienced the most surreal day in their history.

In the StarCraft internet cafe.

Dozens of young people playing Penguin Games were locked in a fierce battle.

The door opened, and Er Lengzi walked in with more than a dozen burly men in black.

The burly men didn't waste any words.

They placed a bottle of ice-cold Coke and a 100-yuan internet recharge card next to each computer.

Er Lengzi revealed a kind smile.

"Hey buddy, uninstall the whole Tencent suite, and this money and Coke are yours."

The young man swallowed hard as he looked at the burly man next to him whose arms were thicker than his own thighs.

"B-Big brother. I'm only halfway through this game..."

The burly man's face twitched, and he pulled a large pair of pliers from his pocket, placing them next to the keyboard.

"Is the game more important, or the internet connection?"

"Uninstall! Uninstall it now!" The young man's hands trembled as he opened the control panel.

In less than a day.

Penguin activity in Longhai City has plummeted.

Ma Tianteng stared at the crashed data in the backend, his cigar crushed to pieces.

He finally realized what kind of madman he had messed with.