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

Ye Chen leaned back on the large leather sofa, playing with a glass in his hand, smiling brightly.

"Yeah, I'm still a pure-hearted male college student."

He picked up the conversation casually, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalant teasing.

"I have to get up early for military training in a few days. Standing at attention is exhausting."

These witty remarks made Lulu giggle repeatedly.

She wore a tight-fitting short skirt, her waist was slender and her chest was full, her figure was sexy, and the scent of perfume wafted over when you got close.

On the other side, the atmosphere had completely heated up.

Nana was wearing a black mini-skirt, her long, fair legs crossed, her toes twirling high heels, and she was energetically enlivening the atmosphere.

Zhao Peng, who was initially so reserved that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, finally loosened up under the dual influence of alcohol and the allure of women.

His face was flushed, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was shouting as he played a drinking game with Nana.

"Five champions! Six six six!"

Zhao Peng's voice cracked as he shouted.

Nana lost, and with a coquettish tone, she picked up her wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then casually patted Zhao Peng on the shoulder.

Zhao Peng was overjoyed.

Ye Chen picked up his juice and took a sip, occasionally throwing out a few well-timed jokes.

He didn't have the greasy air of a nouveau riche, yet he managed to create a very lively atmosphere in the private room.

He was in complete control of the situation.

His masculine leadership charisma, emanating from within, drew frequent glances from Lulu and Nana, who even toasted him more often.

Two hours later.

The lobby manager, holding the bill, respectfully entered the private room.

"Boss, what's your bill for tonight...?"

The manager was about to announce the numbers.

"Swipe your card."

After paying the bill, Ye Chen stood up and picked up his coat.

"Let's go, Fatty."

Zhao Peng stood up unsteadily and followed him outside.

As they were leaving, Lulu and Nana quickly caught up with them.

Lulu held a small square of paper in her hand and secretly slipped it into Ye Chen's hand while she was helping him get his coat.

"Boss, my phone number is on this. Feel free to contact me anytime."

Lulu bit her lower lip, exuding a seductive charm.

Ye Chen smiled, did not refuse, and casually took the note and put it in his pocket.

Seeing that he accepted it, Lulu and Nana stood there, looked at each other, their eyes filled with undisguised surprise and budding romance.

Stepping out of the Platinum Mansion, the night breeze of Shanghai carried a slight chill.

The store has already arranged a designated driver.

A uniformed chauffeur was standing next to the black Mercedes-Benz worth over two million yuan, waiting.

Fueled by alcohol, the fat man Zhao Peng leaned against the car door and kept grinning foolishly.

Looking at Ye Chen, who exuded composure and even his back exuded control, he felt much clearer-headed.

The fat man suddenly stood up straight, patted his chest forcefully, and raised his voice.

"Chenzi, I understand now!"

"From now on, I'll follow you!"

"You point and I'll go, no questions asked!"

Ye Chen was amused by his silly appearance, walked over and chuckled as he punched him on the shoulder.

"Alright, stop with the loyalty talk and get in the car. You reek of alcohol."

Ye Chen opened the car door, shoved the fat man into the back seat, and then got in himself.

The car started and smoothly drove onto the main road.

Half an hour later, the Mercedes stopped in front of a budget hotel near the Shanghai Business School.

Ye Chen got out of the car and went to the front desk to book a standard room for the fat man that cost several hundred yuan a night.

After throwing the person onto the bed and giving a few instructions to be careful, Ye Chen returned to his car and told the designated driver to take him to his hotel.

The car window was half-rolled down, and the night wind rushed into the car.

Ye Chen casually pulled out the note Lulu had slipped to him from his pocket, without even bothering to open it or take a look.

A flick of the fingers.

The note flew out through the half-open car window.

Tonight is just to broaden Fatty's horizons.

Tomorrow will be the real battlefield.

The Mercedes came to a smooth stop at the hotel entrance.

Ye Chen opened the car door and casually pulled out two hundred-yuan bills, handing them to the designated driver.

"Thank you for your hard work. Here, take this and buy yourself a pack of cigarettes."

"Thank you, boss! Take care!"

The designated driver accepted the two hundred yuan tip with both hands, his face full of gratitude, and bowed repeatedly to express his thanks.

The next morning.

Ye Chen changed into a refreshing casual outfit, put one hand in his pocket, and stepped into the door of Xingchen Interactive.

As soon as the glass door was pushed open, Lin Yao, the receptionist, immediately stood up.

She wore a slightly tight white shirt today.

The tight-fitting clothes accentuated her strikingly full curves.

She wore a black bodycon mini skirt, and stood with her legs neatly together, exuding the naivety of a recent college graduate.

Seeing Ye Chen enter, Lin Yao blushed, clasped her hands in front of her, and greeted him respectfully.

Good morning, Mr. Ye.

Ye Chen smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping over her clean and tidy desk.

Good morning, you feel great today.

After casually offering a compliment, he walked straight past the reception desk and headed into the development zone inside.

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

Lu Yuan and Han Ming were frantically typing away at the computer screen.

The two had messy hair and dark circles under their eyes, clearly having stayed up all night.

Hearing footsteps, Lu Yuan turned around.

The moment he saw Ye Chen, he jumped up from his chair, his expression excited.

"President Ye!"

Han Ming also stood up, still clutching an unlit cigarette in his hand.

"We've finished the first demo of Temple Run by staying up all night!"

Lu Yuan's voice tightened with excitement.

He eagerly grabbed an engineering machine loaded with a test kit from the table and handed it to Ye Chen with both hands.

Ye Chen took the phone.

The screen has lit up and is displaying a rough but complete initial interface.

Without wasting any words, he clicked "Start".

One-handed operation, with your thumb quickly swiping across the screen.

On the screen, a small, blocky figure is running wildly through the passageway of an ancient temple.

Swipe left to smoothly turn the character.

Swipe up to make the character leap over the broken log.

Slide down, and your character will slide along the ground through the ring of fire.

Using the phone's gravity sensor, the character sways left and right on the track, collecting coins along the way.

The entire operation was completed smoothly without any lag.

The core thrill of risk avoidance and the sense of pressure brought by constant acceleration already have the beginnings of a hit game from the previous generation.

Ye Chen quickly experienced several key feedback points.

Death reset speed.

Random obstacle generation frequency.

Gravity-sensing offset amplitude.

He then pressed the lock screen button and tossed the phone back to Lu Yuan.

"It feels good, basically meeting my expectations."

Upon hearing this affirmation, Lu Yuan and Han Ming excitedly pumped their fists.

They initially thought that the project plan Ye Chen had drawn on the whiteboard was just a theoretical exercise in theory.

After all, combining gesture swiping and gravity sensing in 3D parkour requires a high level of expertise in the underlying logic.

However, once it was actually released, the game's addictiveness and smoothness far exceeded their expectations.

During the test last night, they couldn't help but play dozens of rounds.

The two looked at the young boss in front of them and were filled with admiration for his sharp eye and top-notch gaming intuition.