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

As Han Yue stepped out of the reception area, she saw Xia Meng sitting on the main leather sofa from afar.

The woman was wearing an extremely tailored haute couture suit and ten-centimeter black high heels. She crossed her legs, exuding an aura of dominance, and adopted a confrontational stance.

The subordinates in black suits stood on both sides, making it look like a courtroom had been set up in Star Interactive.

Han Yue walked over in flat shoes, a flawless professional smile on her face.

"You must be President Xia? I'm Han Yue from Xingchen Interactive's administration department."

Xia Meng didn't even bother to get up; she just slightly raised her eyelids and looked Han Yue up and down.

"President Han, everyone's time is precious, and I don't want to beat around the bush," Xia Meng said in an extremely assertive tone.

"I already spoke to your boss online yesterday. I brought my legal and technical team here today to sit down and discuss the acquisition details with him. Let him come out."

Han Yue maintained her smile: "I'm so sorry, President Xia, President Ye hasn't been in the company these past few days."

"Not here?" Xia Meng sneered, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

She stood up, her high heels clicking crisply on the floor, and walked directly in front of Han Yue, staring at her aggressively.

"Your company has only been registered for a few days! Now is a crucial period for explosive business growth, and the owner of a startup isn't at the company at this critical juncture? Are you kidding me?"

Xia Meng turned her head, stretched out her finger painted with red nail polish, and pointed to the closed door at the end of the corridor with the sign "General Manager's Office" on it.

"Is he hiding in that office?" Xia Meng asked, her tone brimming with obvious superiority.

"Go knock on his door and tell him that the three million dollar offer is just an appetizer. If he misses this opportunity, his two games won't last more than two months on overseas channels before being taken down by a group of investors. If he's a smart man, he'll know it's time to come out and see me."

In her view, these small domestic workshop teams like to act arrogantly once they achieve some success.

With a little pressure from capital, they'll definitely behave themselves.

Faced with Xia Meng's almost threatening probing, Han Yue didn't even glance at the office.

The boss is marching in formation on the Jiaotong University playground right now; you could tear down that door and still not find him.

"President Xia has misunderstood." Han Yue said calmly, without backing down in the slightest.

"Mr. Ye rarely comes to the company; this is his private trip. As an employee, I not only don't know where he is, but I also have no right to ask. As for the acquisition you mentioned..."

Han Yue paused, her smile deepening. "President Ye didn't explain this business to me, only saying that StarChen Interactive currently has no plans to be acquired. If there's nothing else, I have other things to do, so please excuse me."

After saying that, Han Yue turned to Lin Yao and said, "Yao Yao, please get some water for President Xia and these guests, and use that can of good tea from the cabinet."

After giving her instructions, she walked back to her workstation in her flat shoes without looking back.

Xia Meng stood there, stunned.

As she watched Han Yue's decisive and efficient retreat, her chest felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

How dare this woman treat her with such a dismissive attitude?

How can a small company that hasn't even fully opened up its social security accounts have the audacity to disregard EA?

"Fine, you guys are playing hide-and-seek with me, huh?" Xia Meng gritted her teeth, sat back on the sofa, and suddenly crossed her legs.

"I'm not leaving today. I want to see how long he can hold out in there!"

She firmly believed that Ye Chen was hiding in his office and refusing to see anyone.

Time passed by, second by second.

For two whole hours, Xia Meng and several subordinates just sat there in the reception area, drinking a lot of tea.

The office area was filled with the sounds of keyboards clicking and phone calls. The team of more than a dozen people was working at high speed, and no one paid any attention to them, treating them as if they were invisible.

Xia Meng was bored out of her mind and could only observe this seemingly simple "makeshift team" with a cold eye.

At a development workstation not far away, Lu Yuan was drawing an underlying architecture diagram on a large whiteboard with a marker, surrounded by Han Ming and two newly hired backend developers.

"No, the logic here needs to be completely overturned." Lu Yuan tapped on the data nodes on the whiteboard.

"Based on the estimated 200,000 daily active users, the object pool recycling mechanism is definitely going to cause problems. Once the phone's RAM is full, players will experience frame drops and lag when swiping the screen to turn. It has to be rewritten."

The new backend developer next to him scratched his head: "Boss, we need to split these lines and run them asynchronously, and the rendering layer also needs to be compressed. This workload is too big. The boss wants us to release an optimized version within three days, and we simply can't keep up with the timeline."

"Even if we can't get it to work, we have to keep pushing! The boss said that the core of our game is smooth gameplay. It's embarrassing for such a small game to run such memory-intensive models. The whole team will work overtime tonight to prioritize the underlying physics detection."

……

It was 5:30 p.m.

People in the office area had begun packing up to leave. Still, not a single person glanced towards the meeting area.

The general manager's office remained tightly closed from beginning to end, not even a crack was ever opened.

Xia Meng finally couldn't sit still any longer.

An unprecedented sense of frustration and humiliation instantly swept over my entire body.

She stood up abruptly, her high heels stomping heavily on the floor.

"Walk!"

His tone was so cold it felt like ice crystals were falling from his lips.

Leading a few subordinates who had been left hanging and were questioning their existence, Xia Meng strode towards the company gate.

As she passed the front desk, Lin Yao stood up, a flawless professional smile on her face, and nodded politely, saying, "President Xia, please take care."

Xia Meng remained silent with a sullen face and pushed the door open to leave.

After descending into the underground parking garage, the group got into a black minivan.

Xia Meng ripped off her sunglasses and threw them onto the seat next to her, her chest heaving violently.

Since joining the company in the United States, she has never suffered such humiliation!

Today's trip not only failed to calm things down, but also gave me a real-life workplace lesson from a small company with a dozen or so employees.

A strong competitive spirit burned deep within Xia Meng.

She took out her phone and dialed the number of the HR manager at the Shanghai branch.

"Investigate immediately! Use every connection you have to dig up every detail about Ye Chen, the legal representative of Xingchen Interactive in Zhangjiang Integrated Circuit Port!" Xia Meng gritted her teeth, her voice filled with ruthlessness.

"No matter where he's fooling around or hiding in some brothel, I want to see his complete whereabouts by tomorrow morning! I refuse to believe that a living person can just vanish into thin air from Shanghai!"

After hanging up the phone, Xia Meng leaned back in her leather seat, closed her eyes, and suppressed her anger.

Just wait and see, this score isn't over yet.

……

At this very moment, on the south playground of Shanghai Jiao Tong University.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the rubber track, and the sweltering air finally felt a touch of coolness.

As soon as Instructor Liu shouted "Dismissed," the freshmen, who had been tormented all day, rushed towards the cafeteria like wild horses, howling with excitement.

The military training finally ended, and Ye Chen walked leisurely at the back of the crowd.

He turned his head, about to call Sun Haoyu, who was still frantically rubbing his calves, to go back to the dormitory for a shower.

Just then, a sweet, delicate voice suddenly rang out from the group of foreign language department girls who had just disbanded.