We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

On the other side, in the girls' dormitory of the Foreign Languages ​​Department.

Wang Yao sat on the edge of the lower bunk, wearing a pair of tight-fitting shorts, her long, fair legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

She was holding a wad of tissues, frowning as she carefully wiped the chafed areas on her heels.

She didn't feel it when she was marching in formation this morning, but now that she's idle, her feet are hurting so much she's gasping for breath.

Feeling increasingly aggrieved, she picked up her phone and dialed Lu Wenbo's number directly.

As soon as the call connected, Wang Yao's angry voice came through: "Lu Wenbo, are you out of your mind?!"

A dry, ingratiating laugh came from the other end of the phone: "What's wrong? Who made our young lady angry again?"

"Stop pretending!" Wang Yao huffed and puffed, "You clearly had a good way to prevent blisters, why didn't you tell me? Seeing me limping like that today, didn't you feel any pity at all? What am I to you anyway?"

Upon hearing this charge, Lu Wenbo broke out in a cold sweat and rushed into the corridor to explain, "Grandma, you've wronged me! Don't you even think about what was in those shoes?"

"What is it? What's wrong with it? As long as it works!"

"That thing is a girl's intimate item!" Lu Wenbo lowered his voice, his tone full of grievance. "I'm a grown man, and it's only been a few days since school started. What if I go to the supermarket and buy you two packs of sanitary napkins? What if you think I'm a pervert with some kind of fetish and just block me?"

These words are indeed the truth.

After hearing this, Wang Yao's anger had subsided considerably, but she still couldn't save face: "I don't care! My foot hurts so much right now that I can't even leave the house."

"It's my fault, it's all my fault for not thinking things through." Lu Wenbo's mind raced, and he immediately offered a bargaining chip: "This weekend, I'll treat you to a nice meal at that newly opened French restaurant on the back street. Also, I'll clear out those two clothes you liked in your Taobao shopping cart as my apology, okay?"

"You said it yourself." Wang Yao's lips finally curved into a smile, and her tone softened. "If you dare to be late this weekend, you're dead."

Shanghai, Zhangjiang Integrated Circuit Port.

At 3:30 p.m., a black Mercedes-Benz van smoothly pulled up in front of Building A office building.

The car door opened.

Xia Meng stepped out of the car first, wearing black pointed high heels.

Today she wore an extremely tailored haute couture business suit, with the top two buttons of her white silk blouse undone, revealing her full bust.

Her lower body was covered by a bodycon knee-length skirt, and tight black stockings wrapped her straight and slender legs without an ounce of excess fat.

She was wearing large sunglasses, holding a letter of intent in her hand, and followed by three equally dressed members of EA China's investment and M&A team.

This display of power and presence immediately drew the attention of several white-collar workers passing by.

Xia Meng looked up at the somewhat old exterior of Building A, her disdain undisguised.

"This kind of run-down place?" she sneered.

The manager of EA's China mobile game publishing department usually frequents top-tier office buildings in the CBD.

If it weren't for the truly frightening overseas revenue figures for "Angry Sparrow" and "Temple Run,"...

There's no way she would personally travel to this startup park to find a small company that doesn't even have a reputation.

They took the elevator directly to the twelfth floor and pushed open the door to Starry Sky Interactive.

The office wasn't very big, but the equipment was quite new. The entire team consisted of only about ten people, all working at their desks typing away.

It's a complete shoddy operation.

Xia Meng took off her sunglasses, casually handed them to her assistant behind her, and walked directly to the front desk in her high heels, tapping her fingers twice on the table.

"I'm looking for Ye Chen." Her tone was very assertive, completely like a superior treating a subordinate.

"I'm Xia Meng from EA China. I talked to him yesterday and told him that I'm here right now and I'll only give him half an hour to discuss the acquisition."

Lin Yao, the receptionist, immediately stood up.

She had only been working there a short time and had never seen such a fierce and overwhelming force.

Faced with Xia Meng's overwhelming and powerful aura, Lin Yao couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and her palms became sweaty.

She quickly turned around, filled a glass of warm water from the water dispenser, and handed it to Xia Meng with both hands.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Xia..." Lin Yao's hand holding the paper cup tightened slightly, her professional smile almost crumbled, and her voice betrayed her guilt.

"President Ye is indeed out these past few days. Would you please have a seat? I'll go and call President Han right away; she's managing everything at the company now..."

Xia Meng didn't even lift her hand, letting Lin Yao awkwardly hold up the glass of water.

She turned her head, her gaze sweeping critically over the somewhat empty office area. Her eyes lingered for a couple of seconds on a few closed private offices before she let out a very soft, cold laugh.

Playing this game of avoiding the issue? Do they really think that by sheer luck they can pull off a couple of hit products and then put on airs in front of capital?

Xia Meng crossed her arms and leaned back slightly, a gesture that made her stunning curves appear extremely imposing.

She glanced down at Lin Yao and interrupted impatiently:

"Alright, stop beating around the bush. Since President Ye is hiding and refusing to meet with anyone, let's go and call someone who can make the decisions."

Seeing her aggressive stance, Lin Yao felt like she'd been granted a pardon and quickly put her water glass down on the coffee table: "Please, please wait a moment!"

After saying that, she took small, quick steps and ran as if fleeing towards Han Yue's office to get help.

Xia Meng pulled out a chair in the reception area and sat down, crossing her legs, her black stockings gleaming under the light.

Lin Yao pushed open the glass door and ran to Han Yue's office.

Han Yue was working on her computer with her head down.

Hearing the noise, she looked up and saw the young woman at the front desk sweating profusely.

"What's wrong, Yao Yao? Why are you in such a panic?" Han Yue picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a sip.

Lin Yao, panting, stammered, "President Han, a group of people have arrived outside. The woman leading them is very fierce. She says she's from EA Company's China region and brought several henchmen. They specifically asked to see President Ye and said they're here to discuss an acquisition."

Han Yue paused, then put down her coffee cup.

EA (Electronic Arts)?

This financial behemoth, which dominates the global gaming industry, has actually condescended to come to a startup park like Zhangjiang Integrated Circuit Port.

It seems that the phenomenal success of "Angry Sparrow" and "Temple Run" overseas has attracted these vampires.

"What's the panic? Even if she works for Microsoft, she'll still have to follow the rules once she's in our business." Han Yue stood up and straightened the hem of her business suit.

"I'll go take a look."