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

Ye Chen mentally weighed the options.

I had no classes in the afternoon.

"Come to my company at 2:30 then."

"Okay, Mr. Ye, I'll be there on time at 2:30." Xia Meng replied quickly.

"Okay, see you this afternoon."

hang up the phone.

2:20 PM, Zhangjiang Integrated Circuit Port.

Ye Chen pushed open the glass door of Starry Sky Interactive.

Su Ya approached, carrying a stack of documents, and lowered her voice.

"Boss, the EA people have arrived. They're in conference room number two."

"Put the latest retention data and ARPU of Temple Run into a table and send it in within ten minutes."

Ye Chen didn't stop walking and headed straight for Conference Room No. 2.

The meeting room door was opened precisely on time.

Xia Meng was looking down at the documents in her hand when she heard the noise and immediately stood up.

Today she changed into a dark gray business suit, with a fitted cut and a slightly open neckline, revealing her fair collarbone under the overhead light.

The moment she stood up, she subconsciously straightened her back, ready to receive the usual gaze from the other side.

But Ye Chen's gaze swept straight past her as he entered the room, landing on the folder at the head of the conference table.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, casually tapping the table with his finger.

"Manager Xia, my time is precious, so please just tell me your bottom line."

Xia Meng suppressed the pressure from the other party's decisive aura, sat up straight, and pushed over a beautifully bound letter of intent.

"Mr. Ye, we have abandoned the plan to acquire the entire company. The headquarters has agreed to buy out the exclusive distribution and agency rights of 'Angry Sparrow' and 'Temple Run' in North America and Europe for 12 million US dollars. You will retain ownership of the IP."

Twelve million US dollars.

Converted to RMB, that's close to 80 million, which is like a gold mine falling from the sky for a startup that's been established for less than a month.

But Ye Chen didn't even touch that document.

A barely perceptible hint of coldness and mockery flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Twelve million? That's like giving money to a beggar.

I already fooled him once before, why is he doing it again?!

The people at EA had no idea that he had an incredibly clear blueprint for the global market in his mind.

He knew better than anyone that over 90% of the future revenue for the game "Angry Sparrow" would come from Europe and America.

In addition to its core audience in Europe and America, Temple Run has immeasurable potential for explosive growth in the massive markets of China and India.

The combined revenue from these two games is conservatively estimated to be a behemoth in the hundreds of millions, and that's in US dollars!

A mere twelve million US dollars sounds impressive, but given Star Interactive's current revenue growth rate, it could earn that amount in just two or three months at most.

Once this situation has fully developed, the so-called "sky-high buyout fee" will simply be the normal revenue of these two games for just one month.

EA's idea of ​​taking advantage of information asymmetry and using a small amount of money to preemptively grab the most lucrative piece of the pie is simply wishful thinking.

Gathering his thoughts, Ye Chen placed the data report that Han Yue had just brought in on the table.

He didn't get angry, nor did he even have the inclination to question or expose the other person; he simply stood up calmly.

"Manager Xia," Ye Chen looked down at her, a faint sneer playing on his lips, "I have truly felt your company's 'sincerity'."

Looking at his overly calm eyes, Xia Meng suddenly felt uneasy. She was about to speak up to salvage the situation, "Mr. Ye, if you are not satisfied with this price..."

"So," Ye Chen interrupted her directly, straightening his cuffs, his tone indifferent and without a ripple, "there's no need to waste everyone's time with these pointless tests and conversations anymore."

After saying that, he gave the other person a rude dismissal without even giving them a second glance.

"I have something to do later, so I won't see you off."

There was no table-pounding, no angry roars, only indifference and disregard for EA.

Ye Chen walked straight out of the conference room, leaving Xia Meng with only a resolute back view.

Xia Meng slumped in the chair, feeling a slight chill in her hands and feet, her back already soaked with cold sweat.

She finally realized that she was not facing a novice who could be easily manipulated, but a terrifying character who saw through everything and understood all the schemes.

What they thought was a huge bait was, in the eyes of the other party, not even worthy of being at the table.

After the conversation ended, Ye Chen didn't take this incident to heart.

He returned to his office and methodically handled the company's recent routine work for a while.

It wasn't until 5 p.m. that he finished his work, packed his things, left the company, and set off to return to school.

6:45 p.m.

Teaching Building No. 1 in the South Campus of Shanghai Jiao Tong University.

The classroom of Computer Science Class 1 was bustling with noise.

Evenings are supposed to be self-study time for each class, but the atmosphere was unusually restless today.

According to Jiaotong University's tradition, the time before evening self-study sessions during the first week of the semester is when various clubs and student unions hold recruitment presentations.

"Old Ye, which club are you planning to join?" Sun Haoyu rubbed his hands excitedly. "I heard there are a lot of girls in the street dance club, let's form a group and go!"

Lu Wenbo scoffed from the side, "Give me a break. With your size, you'll just become a laughing stock."

Chen Zhiqiang turned around from the front row and whispered, "Brother Ye, are you going to sign up for the student council recruitment? I heard that joining the student council gives you extra points in the end-of-term evaluation."

"No interest." Ye Chen flipped through a financial weekly in his hand without even looking up. "Being someone else's free labor is too cheap a bonus."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than seven or eight people burst into the classroom through the front door.

The leader was a boy wearing a white shirt with his hair full of mousse, holding a stack of flyers.

It was Zhang Kai, the vice president of the student union.

The senior students following behind him immediately dispersed and skillfully wrote the names of several departments on the blackboard.

The previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

Zhang Kai stood on the podium, propped himself up on the edge of the table with one hand, and scanned the classroom with his eyes.

Finally, he paused for a few seconds in Ye Chen's seat in the last row, and raised an eyebrow with disdain.

"Good evening, freshmen." Zhang Kai cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "I am Zhang Kai, the vice president of the student union. Today, I am here to talk to you about the recruitment rules of the student union."

He paced back and forth on the stage, striking a pose as if he were in charge of everything.

"University is a microcosm of society. Don't think that just because you got high scores on the college entrance exam, you can do whatever you want in this school." Zhang Kai raised his voice, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards Ye Chen.

"What matters here is connections, resources, and rules! The student union is the most important functional department of the school, and the people we need must know the rules and follow orders."

Zhao Qiang, sitting in the front row, immediately chimed in, leading the applause: "Senior is right!"

Zhang Kai gave Zhao Qiang an appreciative look and continued, "Some people think they're so smart because their families have money, or they think they're clever enough to look down on their seniors. I'm telling you this: the student council doesn't accept these troublemakers! Our student council, discipline inspection department..."

He was speaking animatedly when the back door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open.

"Zhang Kai, excuse me."