Becoming the richest man by playing games that help cure depression

Li Zhu glanced at the layout plan and immediately sensed something was wrong.

This is Binhai University's home turf. Their own students' booths are either directly facing the entrance or to the side of the entrance. Why are they the only ones being thrown into this corner?

He scratched his head, his eyes widened, and he immediately realized: "Oh, someone's messing with us!"

"Who is it?" The second and third brothers immediately came over, their voices very low.

Li Zhujian didn't beat around the bush; he pointed directly to the display stand facing the main entrance—that was the most conspicuous location, with the words "..." clearly written on it.

"Designer of Binhai University: Xiang Tianming".

"Who else could it be? Whoever occupies the best spot is the troublemaker!"

"Damn it, that bastard!" Old Lu cursed through gritted teeth.

"It must be because of his father's connections that he squeezed us into this place and took the good spots for himself!"

The whole school knows about the time you beat him up a few days ago; this is settling a personal score!

The second brother had a fiery temper, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to charge: "I'm going to settle the score with him right now!"

What kind of man resorts to underhanded tactics behind people's backs?

Li Zhujian reached out and grabbed him, patting his arm with a smile: "What's the rush?"

Now, if we start a fuss without any evidence, we'll be kicked out first. What a loss!

That bastard dared to use underhanded tactics; he must know someone in management. We can't act rashly now.

As he spoke, he looked up and searched for Xiang Tianming in the crowd, and their eyes met.

Xiang Tianming gave him a forced smile, his provocation practically written all over his face.

Li Zhujian wasn't annoyed. He returned a big laugh, but he knew perfectly well that this was just the beginning, and that bastard definitely had more tricks up his sleeve.

As soon as the host announced "Get ready," the designers led their teams to their respective booths.

Li Zhujian led his buddies into the innermost corner, where a small booth of about seven or eight square meters had four demo machines. After a quick tidy-up, they began setting up.

Just as he was busy, he heard footsteps behind him, and Xiang Tianming came over with two lackeys.

He was bored out of his mind because he didn't have to do any of the decorating himself, so he came here specifically to cause trouble.

"Hey, isn't this Li Zhujian?"

How did I end up in such a lousy place? My luck is just too bad!

Li Zhujian didn't even look up, just glanced at him, and said casually, "What?"

"Your ribs from the last time I punched you, aren't they fully healed yet?"

These words struck a nerve with Xiang Tianming. His face instantly darkened, and he took a step forward, gritting his teeth and whispering:

"Li Zhujian, I'm right here! You dare touch me again!"

"What's wrong with touching you?"

The second brother immediately exploded and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Li Zhujian.

Li Zhujian looked Xiang Tianming up and down, then sneered, "You've come here asking for a beating, aren't you shameless?"

Don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with you later. I don't have time to waste on your nonsense now.

He knew perfectly well that Xiang Tianming was deliberately provoking them, wanting them to make the first move so he could use it as an excuse to cause trouble.

How could he possibly fall for such a simple trick?

Seeing that Li Zhujian wasn't falling for it, Xiang Tianming sneered, "Let's see how long you can keep jumping around!"

After saying that, he turned and left with his lackey.

"That bastard, he'll need a bone-setting session sooner or later!"

The second brother glared fiercely at Xiang Tianming's back, counting on his fingers indignantly.

"Alright, alright, work is the priority. The real difficulties are yet to come." Li Zhujian patted his shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

Zhang Zhiyuan finished adjusting the display screen, looked up and asked, "You mean, that bastard has a backup plan?"

"Of course." Li Zhujian nodded, glancing at Xiang Tianming's booth, which was back-to-back with his.

"If he didn't have a backup plan, why would he bother to provoke us?"

I don't think our publicity campaign will go smoothly today, so let's all be prepared for whatever happens.

Second brother, stay calm and don't act impulsively. I know what I'm doing.

Upon hearing this, the brothers all breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged smiles, and said, "Don't worry, we'll listen to you, Hashirama!"

Li Zhujian had long been their pillar of support; as long as he said he had plans, everyone felt reassured.

At nine o'clock in the morning, all the booths were set up and the game expo officially opened its doors to visitors. Not only students from Binhai University...

Many off-campus gamers and gaming enthusiasts also came here because of its reputation.

As soon as the doors opened, a dense crowd of tourists poured in, their chattering voices instantly filling the exhibition hall.

Wow, this is huge!

"With so many booths, where do I even begin?"

"Let's go with this one, 'Music Master,' a rhythm game to test the waters first!"

Xiang Tianming's booth had the perfect timing and location; it was the first thing visitors saw as soon as they entered, and all four experience machines were instantly filled.

This rhythm game was nominally developed by Xiang Tianming's team, but it was actually outsourced to Mingye Games. It's just a basic key-pressing game.

It's not particularly outstanding, but there's nothing seriously wrong with it either. It's like an everyday meal; anyone can play a couple of rounds.

After rounds of player trials, many people are willing to pay money to buy it.

Xiang Tianming, taking advantage of his prime location, was the first to open a shop, his smugness impossible to hide.

Looking at Li Zhujian's side, it was much quieter. The tourists all started from the entrance.

By the time it was Xiang Tianming's turn for the sixth round of experiences, they had only just received a few scattered tourists.

Just then, four men who clearly weren't students walked over in a nonchalant manner.

Lu Bian quickly stepped forward to greet them: "Hello, welcome to experience our game..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you don't need to say anything." A young man with dyed yellow hair shoved him aside and sat down in front of the demo machine, randomly operating it.

Before he had even finished half of the first level, he scoffed, slammed his hand on the keyboard, and yelled at the top of his lungs, "What a piece of junk!"

It's completely boring!

Li Zhujian's lips twitched, and he knew perfectly well: Well, Xiang Tianming's backup plan has finally arrived.

There were hardly any visitors at Li Zhujian's booth; it was sparse, like it had just been ransacked.

Many players have played the previous batches of "Music Master," and PlatinumGames' "A Dance of Ice and Fire" is also a rhythm game.

Just as he was hesitating whether to come and compete, Huang Mao's shout interrupted his plans.

The blond-haired thug stood in front of the booth, shouting nonsense.

Those players who were already eager to try immediately changed their expressions and left with strange looks in their eyes.

With a "smack," Li Zhujian quickly restrained Liu He, who was about to explode.

He knew his second son's temper all too well, and there was no point in trying to persuade him. He could only scratch his head helplessly.

"Hashirama! This bastard is clearly here to cause trouble!" Liu He suppressed his anger, his throat tightening.

Li Zhujian glanced at him sideways, his tone nonchalant: "I saw it. So what?"

You want to beat him out?

If we really fight, the three of us will be packing our bags and getting out of here today.

Hashirama knew perfectly well that two security guards were watching them intently from the shadows.

Without a doubt, it was arranged by that brat Xiang Tianming.

If they dared to clash with Huang Mao, the two security guards would immediately rush over and throw them all out on the grounds of disrupting the order of the venue.

But Li Zhujian was never one to suffer in silence. He patted the sulking Liu He and grinned, "Trying to play dirty tricks on me?"

He's still too green. Watch me.