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

"Why is this child sleeping with the lights on again?"

Chen Feng muttered something to himself, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the person in bed to hear.

Then, he went to the bedside, tucked the blanket around his son, turned off the lamp, and walked out.

The moment the door closed, he keenly noticed that the bulge in the blankets had obviously relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice echoed in my mind—

[Oh my god! I was so scared! Dad almost caught us red-handed!]

This 100x experience server is incredibly fun to play; it's practically the ancestor of all those knock-off web games that came after it, like those with the "Come and fight me, brothers!" or "One hit, 999 damage!" gameplay!

Slaying monsters is like mowing grass, leveling up is like drinking water—the sheer amount of satisfaction is overwhelming; before you know it, dawn is almost breaking.

Chen Feng, who was standing in the corridor, paused.

One hit for 999?

What kind of outrageous adjective is this? It sounds even more insane than the current competition uniforms?

But how did this kid sneak into the competition uniform?

Chen Feng began to have doubts.

The entry requirement for the competition server is level 40. I haven't seen this kid play much these past few days. Where did he find the time to level up?

Although he was curious, Chen Feng did not rush back to the room to question him.

Everyone has secrets. Since the son is a reincarnated person, some unconventional actions are normal.

In fact, Chen Xiaotian's level 40 account was obtained entirely by "freeloading".

As the son of an internet cafe owner, he used his position to recruit several penniless but addicted young men in his internet cafe.

The conditions are simple: you can play the computer for free and get plenty of food, but you must help me level up my account.

For teenagers who can't afford internet access, this is like a windfall.

Thus, Chen Xiaotian's account truly operated 24/7 in three shifts, with the account never stopping even when the person was off.

As for the cost of game cards and internet fees?

This was originally pocket money given to him by Chen Feng, but he ended up spending it at his own internet cafe, buying game cards from his own company. After going around in circles, the money ended up back in Chen Feng's pocket.

It's a perfect example of internal circulation, ensuring that the benefits don't go to outsiders.

......

The following morning.

Chen Feng first went downstairs to Legend Network.

In the operations department, he inquired in detail about the final placement of the competition uniforms for the "World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament".

Su Qing presented the data report to her supervisor: "President Chen, as of midnight last night, a total of 36,512 accounts across the entire server successfully reached level 40."

"This batch of seeded players have all successfully received their competition uniforms."

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction, then gave Su Qing a few more instructions on the security and reception details for the "Legendary Night" offline celebration. He then turned and left, returning to Fengtian Technology upstairs.

I had barely pushed open the office door and sat down when my personal cell phone started vibrating.

Caller ID: Pengcheng—Ma Huateng.

Chen Feng raised an eyebrow, pressed the answer button, and chuckled, "Hey, Mr. Ma. Calling me at this hour, could it be that Tencent's food supplies are running low again?"

During this period, he was busy with the overseas expansion of MP3 players and the manufacturing of electric vehicles, and he really didn't have time to pay much attention to the movements of Tencent.

Despite holding 53% of the power in this internet giant, Chen Feng has always adhered to the principle of being a "hands-off manager" and resolutely refuses to interfere in the specific business operations.

After all, history has proven that Mr. Ma on the other end of the phone was the best helmsman to steer this aircraft carrier.

A relaxed laugh came from the receiver: "Mr. Chen, you're joking. I'm not here to complain about being poor. On the contrary, I have good news to tell you: Tencent's financial situation has greatly improved, and we've basically achieved break-even."

"Oh?"

Chen Feng was quite surprised, "You found a way to generate blood so quickly?"

It's important to understand that with the exponential growth of QQ users, the maintenance costs for servers and bandwidth are astronomical.

The early pop-up glitches alone are simply not enough to fill this bottomless pit.

"It's Mobile Dream Network."

Ma Huateng explained, "At the end of last year, China Mobile launched the Montenet plan, and we quickly followed suit by launching the Mobile QQ service."

"As the user base expands, the demand for this value-added service is also skyrocketing."

"Moreover, the revenue sharing ratio offered by China Mobile is very generous, 20/80. The operator takes 20%, and we content providers take 80%."

"Thanks to this business, Tencent is doing much better now. Based on the current trend, it is expected to not only break even by the end of this year, but also make a considerable profit."

After hearing this explanation, Chen Feng suddenly understood.

It turns out they caught the fast train of China Mobile's mobile internet.

As the dominant player in mobile instant messaging, Tencent has completely outmaneuvered its competitors in this area, quickly capturing half of the market.

"It seems the penguin has weathered the worst of winter," Chen Feng remarked sincerely. "Since it wasn't about money, then why did Mr. Ma call specifically for...?"

Ma Huateng paused for a moment before getting to the point: "It's like this, recently, the South African MIH Group, also known as Midra International Holdings, has been frequently contacting us."

"They not only intend to invest in Tencent, but they have also found out that you, Mr. Chen, hold 53% of the shares."

"The other party asked me to act as an intermediary to ask if you intend to cash out and leave, and transfer your shares."

At this point, Ma Huateng added, "I know that Mr. Chen has always been optimistic about Tencent's future and is unlikely to sell. Moreover, the shares of our founding team have already been diluted to the warning line, which in itself conflicts with the intervention of new capital."

"So I ignored them at first."

"But they keep coming to the company entrance and blocking the door every day, showing great sincerity. I have no choice but to bite the bullet and pass on their message, asking for your opinion..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng suddenly recalled hearing something from his son's heartfelt words before. According to the original historical trajectory, it was this South African consortium that took over the shares of IDG and PCCW when Tencent was in its most difficult time.

Ultimately, it became one of the most profitable business deals in human investment history.

Unfortunately, now that this immense wealth has fallen into my hands, there is no reason for me to hand it over.

"Mr. Ma, could you please help me reject them?"

Chen Feng's tone was firm and without the slightest hesitation, "As I said before, my confidence in Tencent has never wavered. I intend to keep these 53% of the shares as a family heirloom, and I will not sell a single share."

Ma Huateng on the other end of the phone visibly relaxed, his tone becoming much lighter: "Great! I knew President Chen would say that. I'll go and refuse them right away."

Thank you for your trouble.

"Mr. Chen, you're too kind. I'm the one who bothered you."

After finishing their business, the two chatted for a while about Tencent's recent development data.

Chen Feng was surprised to learn that QQ's current number of registered users was approaching 100 million.

While there are certainly many "small accounts" exaggerating this figure, given that the total number of internet users in China is only around 30 to 40 million, this penetration rate is simply terrifying.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng looked at the bustling street scene outside the window and sighed inwardly.

The penguins took off faster than expected.

With the support of China Mobile's mobile internet, this penguin no longer needs to worry about survival. Now, it's time for it to bare its fangs and devour everything.

......

A few days later, at Storm Internet Cafe, Pudong flagship store.

Wang Xu, Lao Tian, ​​and Lao Sun sat side by side, their eyes fixed on the screen, their breathing rapid as if they had just run 800 meters.

Today is the final battle day of the "World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament".

The highly anticipated Shabak Brawl has begun.

This is an ultimate battle for survival and honor; only the last one hundred survivors will receive a ticket to the "Night of Legends."

Two days ago, the trio had already reached max level and acquired top-tier gear in the 100x experience server, and now they were eager to fight their way through the chaos.

"Old Tian! Watch out at the nine o'clock position!" Wang Xu shouted.

On the screen, a mage wielding a bone jade scepter leaped out of the shadows like a ghost, unleashing an Ice Roar.

"Damn it! That bastard launched a sneak attack!"

Old Tian cursed, maneuvering his mage with a slick move to dodge the fatal blow, then retaliated with a lightning bolt. "Old Sun, poison him! Wang Xu, cut him in the middle lane!"

"They're here!"

The three worked together seamlessly, instantly forming an encirclement and quickly felling the attacker to the ground.

"Awesome! That's fucking awesome!"

Old Sun wiped the sweat from his forehead. This massive battle with 30,000 people on the same screen was so exhilarating that it was impossible to stop.

As time went on, fewer and fewer players survived on the battlefield.

Thirty thousand...ten thousand...five thousand...

Unbeknownst to them, the red dots on the screen became sparse, and each remaining one was a ruthless character who had crawled out of a pile of corpses.

After several hours of intense fighting, the final battle finally came to an end.

In the end, only one warrior stood proudly atop the Sand City.

......

In a corner of a small internet cafe in Chengdu, filled with the smoke of cooking.

A scraggly young man with two huge dark circles under his eyes suddenly jumped up from his chair and let out a deafening laugh.

"Hahaha! I won! Number one! I'm number one!"

The young man's name was Xiao Feng, and he was an absolute gaming fanatic.

"The Dragon-Slaying Saber! My Dragon-Slaying Saber!" Xiao Feng exclaimed excitedly, gesturing wildly and completely ignoring the strange looks from those around him. "Legendary Night, here I come!"

That shout instantly attracted half the people in the internet cafe!