Quick Wear: Out-of-print White Moonlight, Refusing to Fall from the Altar

Wu Cheng had nothing to say about the numerical values. Although he had never asked the planners, his subordinates would always accidentally reveal some details to him. It was even an undeniable fact that the planners would design equipment according to his usual operations.

But Wu Cheng didn't think he did anything wrong:

"If I'm well-equipped, yours isn't bad either, right? And I paid for it. Games aren't charity. Don't they need to maintain the servers and the software?"

Hongye Buzhiqiu: [Your spending is just a matter of transferring money from one hand to the other, right? Don't you think you've seriously disrupted the balance of the game? You shouldn't be playing this game, Chairman Wucheng Wu!]

After Hongye Buzhiqiu typed the two words "Wucheng", the crowd watching below, including some people's live broadcast rooms that were secretly broadcasting live, all exploded!

[What! He's actually Wu Cheng! The golden bachelor Wu Sanjin, known as the youngest person in charge of the Wu Group!]

[Isn't Tianmo also from Sky Eye Technology? Isn't that Wu Sanjin's own game?]

[No, I make the game myself and play it myself. How can I say there is no insider information?]

[I was wondering why he was number one from the start...]

Wu Cheng looked around, and when he realized what that group of people were saying, it was too late!

Even if he didn't modify the values, even if he didn't cheat, his identity still cast an inexplicable shadow on him.

The red leaves are unaware that autumn is approaching!

Only then did Wu Cheng realize that he had lost!

Complete defeat!

Not only did he lose in terms of reputation, but even "The Devil" would be affected by this incident, not to mention that Su Jin has completely ignored him now!

Su Jin, did you anticipate this would happen?

Wu Cheng sneered twice in the room, then quickly reacted and began to deal with the impact of the incident quickly.

[First of all, I didn't modify the numbers. I'll have someone analyze the specific circumstances of the match. Even if you want to slander me, please provide more authoritative evidence. Secondly, you must be responsible for every word you say! You can't afford to compensate for the losses caused by fabricating something out of thin air and affecting our company!]

[I'm going offline now. If you, Hongye, don't know what autumn is, still have any questions for me, see you at the press conference!]

After saying this, Wu Cheng didn't want to read the comments that made malicious speculations about him, so he logged off directly.

Sitting alone in front of the computer, all the passion I had for the game in the past three months disappeared like a tide.

All that was left was his bewildered loneliness.

His mind once again reappeared the shocked expression on Su Jin's face as she stood in the room that day, as if she couldn't believe that he would say such words.

Then he turned around and left, and Wu Cheng couldn't find him no matter how hard he looked.

But Wu Cheng was holding his breath. He didn't want to bow to Hongye Buzhiqiu and wanted to prove himself in front of Su Jin, so...

Wu Cheng's fingers moved slightly. He wanted to find Su Jin, but he hesitated when his hand touched the keyboard.

Is he going to meet him with such a face?

With such a defeated look of a drowned dog! How would Su Jin view him?

Wu Cheng's fingers trembled, and he ultimately failed to log into his account.

Instead, he turned around, picked up his phone, and quickly found someone to do the public relations.

After that, Wu Cheng was busy for a long time.

The game "Tianmo" has been plagued by controversy since its release. After the super exquisite modeling of Su Jin, the superb operation of the great god Hongye Buzhiqiu came into being. Later, the chairman of Tianyan Technology, Wu Cheng, publicly revealed the "inside story", which caused a sensation among players.

The game lost a lot of players due to this incident, and Wucheng subsequently made remedies for the game.

At the same time, he was also wondering whether he should just let it go.

He was already very tired from working every day and didn't want to hold that breath any longer.

Sometimes, Wu Cheng would accidentally see the NPC promotional poster outside the game building, and stare blankly at the cold NPC standing under the willow tree by the lake and looking up.

You may also hallucinate the other person's voice.

'Wucheng...'

The person in the poster looked at it and spoke, his eyes like broken ice reflecting Wu Cheng's figure. Although there was still no warmth, he looked intimate.

Wu Cheng was immediately overjoyed: "Su Jin, you don't blame me anymore?"

But who would have thought that when 'Su Jin' looked over, he would smile sarcastically the next moment.

"Blame? Why should I blame you? If you can't even handle a red leaf that doesn't know autumn, what use do I have for you?"

Wu Cheng's pupils shrank and he stood up subconsciously!

Su Jin continued: "I have Fang Lian, that's all I need. Don't you know? I like him more than you."

!!!

Wu Cheng took a step back and bumped into his work desk, and a pile of documents fell to the ground with a loud bang!

The assistant heard the sound and walked in from outside and asked nervously:

"What happened to Mr. Wu?"

She saw Wu Cheng standing outside the French window, one hand on the table, the other hand pulling at his collar, sweat on his forehead as he said:

"Take it down, and don't use it for publicity in the future."

The assistant looked over and saw that hanging outside the building opposite was a promotional poster with the game NPC as the selling point.

The NPC in the poster looked up, with clear and delicate eyes, an indifferent expression, and crow-feather-like hair entangled in the white dress. Just standing there, he looked like a banished immortal.

But he was too cold, so cold that it seemed like even if I tried my best, I couldn't touch even a corner of his clothes.

Originally, the assistant wanted to ask, didn’t Mr. Wu have a good relationship with Su Jin before?

But when she saw the promotional posters outside that seemed out of reach, she walked out without asking any questions.

And when Wu Cheng was busy and dizzy.

Su Jin's clothes had been pressed down by someone countless times.

Fang Lian used the excuse that Su Jin ranked among the top 100 in the province in the high school entrance examination to play with him every day and no one cared about him.

He logged into the game and played it idle during the day, and rolled into bed with Su Jin at night.

He also insisted on telling Su Jin his adapted bedtime stories.

Although Su Jin was annoyed by him, he wanted to shut Fang Lian's mouth.

But looking at Fang Lian who was supporting his head beside him with a focused look, he ended up saying nothing.

Leaning against the carved headboard, covered with a thin blanket, he looked down at the pop-up windows that popped up beside Fang Lian's head.

Fang Lian: [...So, at the prince's wedding, the little mermaid dragged the prince into the sea and brought him to the witch. She traded her hair for her and the prince's tails, turned the prince into a mermaid, and the two of them lived happily in the sea.]

Su Jin looked at him, and after he finished the story, he said very flatteringly:

“What a beautiful story.”

【whee. 】

Fang Lian was in the room, looking at the NPC on the screen, his eyes curved with a smile.

[Actually, the original ending wasn't very happy, but thankfully I made a small tweak and it became a happy ending.]