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

"Mr. Ye, all overseas funds have been legally and compliantly transferred to the domestic corporate account."

Su Ya's voice betrayed a hint of barely concealed fear.

With her rapid breathing, the fabric undulated dramatically.

She originally thought that cross-border money transfers would be an extremely tedious and protracted process.

It requires visiting countless foreign exchange management departments to circumvent their stringent scrutiny.

But when she actually took over this Ponzi scheme, she realized how wrong she had been.

This 18-year-old boy had actually set up seven layers of shell companies with cross-shareholdings in the Cayman Islands and the Virgin Islands in advance.

The funds were transferred through overseas trusts, copyright licensing fees, and technical service fees, and underwent five rounds of restructuring.

This fund repatriation scheme is shockingly clean.

Even the world's top four auditing firms couldn't find a single fault with it.

A massive pool of funds totaling nearly two million US dollars.

Under the control of this freshman, they quietly entered the domestic market.

This is not a tool that an ordinary entrepreneur can possess.

Ye Chen leaned back in the large leather boss's chair.

Long, slender fingers tapped lightly on the table.

He didn't deny it, but a friendly smile appeared on his lips.

"Well done."

Ye Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried the unquestionable composure of a superior.

"I paid you a high salary, not to have you run errands and wait in line at the bank counter."

"I want you to be the cash cow for Starry Sky Interactive."

"Make the most of every penny."

"Next, prepare for an even bigger influx of funds."

Suya lowered her head.

In her alluring eyes, there was now a deep sense of complete submission and reverence.

"Understood, Mr. Ye."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black iPhone 4 that Ye Chen had placed on the table lit up.

It was a text message from the bank.

"Dear Black Gold VIP customer, RMB 10,854,200 has been deposited into your account today via international remittance."

"Current available account balance: 12,654,200 yuan."

In the early autumn of 2010.

This massive cash flow is enough to buy two top-of-the-line river-view apartments in the heart of Lujiazui, Shanghai, outright.

Ye Chen glanced at the long string of zeros.

There was no ecstasy or excitement on his face.

He simply tossed his phone onto the table.

His movements were as casual as if he had just bought a two-yuan bottle of mineral water.

This calm and collected aura, as if money were just numbers, made Suya's heart pound uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, in the office of the branch manager of China Construction Bank's Zhangjiang branch.

Bank President Wang Defa was staring at the market data.

When he saw a deposit account that had just been opened suddenly receive more than ten million foreign exchange, he even spat out the tea he was drinking.

This is ten million in cash from 2010!

This isn't some company's cash flow statement, but rather your actual personal disposable income!

He immediately called over Xia Ran, the most beautiful and sweetest-voiced account manager in the bank.

A strict order was given: this god of wealth must be protected.

At that moment, Ye Chen's phone rang.

He pressed the speakerphone button, and Xia Ran's sweet and gentle voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.

Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a distinctly ingratiating quality.

"Hello, are you Mr. Ye Chen?"

"I am Xia Ran, your personal customer service representative assigned by China Construction Bank Zhangjiang Branch."

The girl's tone was full of respect and enthusiasm.

"A large sum of money has just been deposited into your account. Our bank manager personally approved the allocation of the highest level of Black Gold VIP service for you."

"When are you available? I'll personally come to your home to upgrade your service."

"Could you please tell me more about your exclusive benefits?"

Hearing the melodious, soft Wu dialect voice on the other end of the phone, Ye Chen's expression remained completely unchanged.

He knew very well that the people at the bank would flock to him as soon as they smelled money.

He smiled faintly and declined casually.

"No need to trouble yourself."

"I'm busy right now. This money is just the company's start-up capital, so let's leave it for now."

I will contact you again if needed.

After saying that, he immediately hung up the call.

They didn't give the other party any chance to get close to them.

Ye Chen stood up and looked at Su Ya.

Leave professional matters to professionals.

"From now on, you will be fully responsible for the company's cash flow. I will only look at the results."

Su Ya nodded vigorously. Being absolutely trusted by such an unfathomable boss gave her an unprecedented sense of motivation.

Han Yue then quickly stepped forward.

She was wearing a fitted dark gray business dress today.

Her slender waist was cinched so tightly by the belt that it looked extremely thin.

Beneath the pencil skirt were a pair of straight, long, white legs encased in ultra-thin black stockings.

Wearing seven-centimeter pointed high heels, she exudes the intellectual allure of a sophisticated career woman with every step she takes.

"Mr. Ye, the overseas payment channels for the new game have all been linked."

"The tax exemption process in the Apple developer backend has been fully completed."

Han Yue handed over a document, her eyes filled with admiration.

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction.

The funds were received, and the procedures were compliant.

Starry Sky Interactive, this super money-printing machine, is finally fully loaded.

"Alright, the ammunition is ready."

Ye Chen put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and walked towards the development zone outside.

The coldness on his face vanished, replaced by the refreshing smile of a sunny young man.

"Come on, let me see how our new game is coming along."

Inside the development zone, the sound of keyboards clicking filled the air.

The main programmer, Lu Yuan, and the backend programmer, Han Ming, were staring at the screen, sweating profusely.

A rough test screen is running on the screen.

A gray figure without textures is running wildly on a 3D track.

This was the trump card game Ye Chen had brought out – Temple Run.

"President Ye, the core logic has been successfully implemented."

Lu Yuan pointed at the screen, his tone excited, but a hint of anxiety lurked in his eyes.

"All the character's movement, jumping, and sliding actions have been written."

"Even the lowest-spec smartphones can load it."

Ye Chen looked at the screen, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"The progress is good, but the feel is off."

He reached out and slid his hand across the testing machine.

The little figure's movement experienced a very slight stutter for one frame at the turn.

Ordinary players might not notice it, but to a veteran programmer like Ye Chen, it's a fatal flaw.

"Is the turning sensitivity set too rigidly?"

Lu Yuan blushed and scratched his head.

"Mr. Ye, you have a very sharp eye."

"To make the game react faster, I had the system constantly detecting the precise location of the characters at a high frequency."

"The phone's CPU computing power can't keep up, so it occasionally drops frames and lags."

Ye Chen chuckled softly.

He pulled the keyboard directly over from in front of Lu Yuan.

"If you keep calculating like that, your phone will freeze and overheat."

"Watch."

The rapid clatter of keyboard keys immediately rang out.

Ye Chen's hand speed was so fast that it even left afterimages.

He ruthlessly deleted large sections of complex coordinate system calculation code.

It has been replaced with an extremely concise fuzzy judgment command.

Don't get hung up on those complicated, precise coordinates.

Ye Chen tapped the keys while casually explaining.

"Let's try a different approach."

"As long as the angle of the player's finger swipe exceeds the threshold, the turn is considered successful."

"Discard all unnecessary physics calculations and use pre-rendered animations to interpolate frames."

Less than two minutes.

Ye Chen typed the last line of code and pressed the Enter key.

Recompile and run the game.

He picked up his phone and swiped it casually.

This time.

The gray figure traced an incredibly smooth, perfect arc at the bend.

Without the slightest hesitation, the smoothness was incredibly exhilarating!

Lu Yuan and Han Ming, who was standing next to him, were completely dumbfounded.

The two of them gaped, their jaws practically dropping to the ground.

This ingenious and fundamental optimization approach!

This is a top-tier algorithm that abandons the traditional coordinate system and utilizes visual deception!

It directly cuts the game's workload by more than half!

They originally thought the young boss was just rich and had ideas.

I understand now.

In the tech world, this young boss is a true monster!

This is a revolutionary, dimensional-reducing attack!