My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

After spending some money to have a scalper handle the registration procedures for "Legendary Games Co., Ltd.", Chen Feng returned home feeling relaxed.

As soon as I entered, I could hear the clattering of keyboards coming from the study.

Today is Saturday, and Chen Xiaotian doesn't have to go to school. He's at home being an internet addict.

"Xiao Tian?" Chen Feng called out.

There was no movement.

Chen Feng changed his shoes and walked to the door of the study.

The son was wearing a large headset and practically buried himself in the computer screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard, typing faster than a professional network administrator.

The strangest thing was that while the kid was knocking, he had an extremely lewd and lewd smile on his face, and he would occasionally let out a strange chuckle.

Chen Feng was completely confused.

Is this little brat possessed?

He tiptoed and crept up behind his son like a thief.

Chen Xiaotian was completely immersed in the online world and was completely unaware of the danger behind it.

Chen Feng peeked out and saw the familiar penguin icon flashing wildly in the taskbar, with several chat windows open on the screen at the same time.

Chen Feng is familiar with this thing; it's called OICQ, now known as QQ.

In his internet cafe, besides those playing games, there were only these people chatting on QQ.

But when Chen Feng saw the contents of the chat box, he was completely taken aback.

Dialogue box A (the avatar is a cartoon girl):

"Honey, I went for an IV drip today."

What kind of IV fluids are being administered?

[Thinking of you on this night!]

[Ugh, you're so annoying! You bad brother, with such a sweet tongue, you must be a womanizer~]

......

Dialogue box B (the profile picture is of a melancholic, non-mainstream girl):

"Honey, I went drinking today."

What kind of alcohol should we drink?

【I'll miss you forever!】

[Waaaaah, brother, you're so good at this! I'm dreaming about you all night~]

......

Dialogue box C (the profile picture is of a pure and innocent female student):

[Honey, do you know what my zodiac sign is?]

Are you a rabbit?

No, I belong to you.

Ahhh! Brother, I want to have your babies!

Chen Feng's lips twitched wildly as he looked at these cheesy, corny pickup lines.

Is this something a nine-year-old child could say?

This is way too greasy!

Moreover, this kid is multi-threaded, flirting with several people at the same time!

If the girls across from them knew that the "bad boy" flirting with them was actually just a little kid, they'd probably be so angry they'd vomit blood on the spot.

Although I know my son is a reincarnated person with the mentality of an old man, his body is only nine years old!

This art style is so out of place!

Chen Feng couldn't stand it any longer and slapped his son on the back of the head.

"You brat! What the hell are you doing?!"

Holy crap!

Chen Xiaotian was so terrified by the slap that he jumped up from his chair, his earpiece being ripped off.

He turned around and saw it was his father. His face instantly turned deathly pale. He frantically tried to close the chat window, stammering, "Dad...Dad! When...when did you get back? Why were you walking so quietly!"

[Oh no! Did Dad see that barrage of cheesy pickup lines?]

Tai She is dead! My lifelong reputation is ruined!

[Don't let him see me chatting about life with a "lonely young woman"...]

Hearing his son's heartfelt words, Chen Feng sneered, grabbed his hand, and stopped him from closing the window.

"What are you talking about closing? I saw it!"

Chen Feng pointed at the chat history on the screen, his anger turning into a bitter laugh. "Nights I miss? Forever? Belonging to you?"

"Wow, Chen Xiaotian, how old are you? You're barely grown up and you're already a player online? And you're flirting with three at the same time? You're quite busy!"

"Tell me, where did all these 'treasures' come from? If people knew you were a little brat who still needs me to buy you toys, wouldn't they come through the internet and beat you to death?"

Faced with his father's probing questions, Chen Xiaotian was so embarrassed that he could dig three bedrooms and a living room out of the floor with his toes.

"Ahem... Dad, this is online social networking, you know? Social networking!"

Chen Xiaotian tried to defend himself, his face turning as red as a monkey's bottom, "We don't know anyone here, how would we know if the other side is a person or a dog? I'm just... practicing my writing skills and killing time."

"Besides, I didn't swindle them out of money or sex; I just provided them with some emotional support..."

"You still have the nerve to talk back?" Chen Feng glared at him. "You're learning bad things instead of good ones. Stop with this nonsense. Instead of wasting your time, think about how to make money for me!"

Chen Xiaotian pursed his lips, not daring to argue back, but inwardly he was ranting and raving.

[Pshaw, Dad, you don't know anything. This is the spirit of the internet.]

Back in the early days of his business, Pony Ma even personally pretended to be a pretty girl to chat with users in order to attract new users!

[That's what you call enduring humiliation and being able to bend and stretch! If he hadn't revealed it himself later, who would have known that the head of that multi-billion dollar empire had this dark history?]

However, it is precisely because of this exceptional user experience that Tencent later became a commercial behemoth with a market value of trillions of dollars.

......

Just as Chen Feng was about to continue scolding his son, he froze upon hearing these words.

Little Ma? Pretending to be a pretty girl for online chat?

A market capitalization of trillions?!

This number struck Chen Feng like a bolt of lightning, instantly piercing the top of his head.

He now has tens of millions in assets and considers himself a very wealthy man.

But the concept of "trillions" still made him feel dizzy.

This penguin... will it be worth that much in the future?

Chen Feng's eyes were somewhat glazed over.

Although he didn't know who "Little Ma" was, he was definitely a genius to be able to build a chat software into a multi-trillion-dollar business.

And... isn't this penguin still in its early stages?

Since it's so valuable, does that mean...?

Chen Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

He released his grip on his son, and the anger on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

"Alright, I won't hit you this time. But stop with those cheesy pickup lines, they're embarrassing."

Chen Feng patted his son on the shoulder, his tone suddenly becoming gentle, "You play, Dad's going to the study to look up some information."

As soon as he reached the study door, Chen Feng's son's thoughts echoed in his mind again, containing an astonishing amount of information.

Speaking of this penguin, it seems to be experiencing its worst period right now.

[User numbers surged, servers burned through cash, and a profitable business model remained elusive. I remember around 2000, Pony Ma almost sold this future multi-trillion-dollar company, Tencent, for 600,000 RMB, but nobody wanted it!]

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to snag a bargain! Dad has to take advantage of this.

We currently hold "Legend of Mir," and once the game launches, the cash flow will be phenomenal, which we can then use to "inject capital" into Tencent.

[You don't need much, just 20%... no, even 1%, will amount to tens of billions in 20 years! That return on investment is even better than robbing a bank!]

As for the other giant, Alibaba... that's the embryonic form of an e-commerce empire, one of only two companies that can rival Tencent in the future.

However, investing in Alibaba is a bit difficult. Jack Ma is too good at persuasion; he can swindle tens of millions of dollars from SoftBank's Masayoshi Son with just a few words. They might not even be interested in our amount of money, and besides, the fundraising is probably already over.

Penguins are still the most reliable; right now they're so short of money they're practically selling their pants.

Chen Xiaotian was making a series of calculations in his mind, while also trying to figure out what "reasonable" excuse he could use to give this piece of fat meat that was practically handed to him to his father.

Chen Feng stood at the door of the study, listening to these heartfelt words, his heart pounding.

Six hundred thousand?

Almost sold it?

Are they so short of money that they're this desperate?

This isn't an investment, it's practically picking up gold bricks!

Moreover, the future head of a multi-trillion-dollar empire actually has to pretend to be a girl to chat with users in order to attract users.

This spirit of "enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens" made Chen Feng feel both amused and admiring.

Just as Chen Feng was pondering how to go with the flow, Chen Xiaotian suddenly turned around and looked at him with an "innocent" expression.

"Dad, I wasn't just chatting aimlessly."

Chen Xiaotian pointed to the penguin icon on the screen, his eyes darting around, "I find this chat software quite interesting. I used it during the summer vacation, and recently I've noticed that more and more people in our internet cafe are using it."

"Several of my classmates are using it too, Dad. This thing is definitely going to be popular. Maybe people won't make phone calls anymore and will switch to using this to chat."

With the groundwork laid, Chen Xiaotian revealed his true intentions, a childlike vanity on his face:

"And there's a trick to it: the shorter the number, the better! I have a classmate who got incredibly lucky and registered a number like 335566. He's always showing off in class, acting all high and mighty."

"Dad, now that you have money, why don't you invest in Tencent?"

"Once you become a major shareholder, have them give me a few 'bomb' numbers like 88888 or 66666! When I post them in the class group chat, they'll be blinded! Let's see who dares to show off to me then!"

After saying that, Chen Xiaotian deliberately chuckled twice, looking like a spoiled brat who only offered advice to show off.