Which rival company is freaking out?

Evening, eight o'clock. Xu Meng patted his shoulders as he walked out of the company gate.

Behind him, the three-story building of Dream Building Game was brightly lit.

Renting this small building and renovating it cost much more than renting three floors of commercial office space.

But when the company was first established, they were full of ambition, and Zhang Yang didn't care about these expenses.

Now he feels the rent is a bit expensive, but it's not easy to move casually.

At this moment, the art, programming, operations, planning, marketing... all departments were made very nervous by the new tasks he assigned.

Whether it was meeting and discussing, working overtime on the spot, or pretending to work overtime and actually chatting enthusiastically, in short, there was no intention of getting off work at all.

Xu Meng actually wanted to work overtime too.

But after all, he had just died suddenly twice—once himself, and once in this body, so he was still a little scared.

He planned to rest for a few days to recover, and wait until his body wasn't so weak.

Arriving at the parking lot, he found someone leaning against his car, playing with his phone in a carefree manner.

Only when he got closer did he realize that it was actually Zhang Yang, who had disappeared for nearly two months.

—Not completely disappeared. After Zhang Yang returned to Flower City, he joined his father's company, while Xu Meng was working overtime frantically trying to save the game. The two of them had few opportunities to meet, let alone hang out, or even chat.

Seeing him here suddenly at this moment was really a surprise.

Before he could speak, this guy slapped him on the shoulder, "Awesome, Old Xu!"

"?" Xu Meng was stunned, "What?"

"The announcement you made! So brave!" Zhang Yang said with admiration, "But remember to turn off Weiguang private messages."

Xu Meng was speechless.

Zhang Yang was as sharp as ever.

His Weiguang account had already been bombarded with private messages. The variety of abuse was so great that even he, who had been through many battles, felt that his swear word inventory was richer.

"Small problem." Xu Meng shook his head and asked as he opened the car door, "When did you arrive? Why didn't you come to the company to take a look?"

"I don't want to be caught by you to do forced labor." Zhang Yang squeezed Xu Meng away and sat in the driver's seat.

"How can we let Boss Xu drive himself! Let me do it."

Xu Meng smiled and walked around the front of the car to the passenger seat.

The car slowly drove onto the road.

"Why does Young Master Zhang have time to see me today?" Xu Meng asked, slumping in the passenger seat.

"If I didn't come, I was worried you were going to die." The smile on Zhang Yang's face slowly faded.

"You've been working overtime too hard, and Meng Ling was scared. That girl has been bringing quick-acting heart-saving pills and nitroglycerin to work recently. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have ordered a defibrillator the day before yesterday."

Xu Meng was speechless.

If it weren't for this transmigration, the defibrillator could really have been used...

"Look at you, how old are you, still making a little girl worry about you."

Zhang Yang imitated his father's old-fashioned tone to criticize Xu Meng.

"Okay, okay, I got it. Didn't I leave work early?" Xu Meng interrupted him helplessly, "Besides, with a ten million loan weighing on me, I have to work hard."

"I'm afraid of you. I'll pay back the money, okay?"

"?" Xu Meng looked over, "You have money again?"

Zhang Yang's father started from scratch, starting with garment factory OEM, and all the way to mechanical OEM and precision electronic product OEM... He is a proper real industry tycoon.

He had suffered a lot in his life, and he was strict in educating his son, and he was always cautious about giving money.

Because of this "rebellious behavior" of opening a game company, Zhang Yang sold and mortgaged his house, and his father controlled him even more strictly.

But Zhang Yang said with a smile: "Although my dad is a cheapskate, my mom has a soft heart. Crying poor and selling misery can always work."

Xu Meng patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder, feeling really touched.

But what he said was: "Get lost! You just said I was awesome, and now you're cursing me to fail?"

"I'm telling you, this transformation will earn at least a small fortune!"

"Hahaha!" Zhang Yang laughed immediately, "Good! I'll wait and see your performance!"

"Want to take some shares back? Guaranteed profit."

"Forget it, I'm going back to take over the family business eventually. Although my old man is rigid, he's right about one thing: Dream Building is just a rebellious game for me, but for you..."

While stopped at a red light, Zhang Yang turned his head and glanced at Xu Meng's heavy dark circles and haggard face.

"Developing games, that's your dream, right?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yang spoke again:

"Actually, from the moment Dream Building was founded, it belonged to you."

"It's just a matter of sooner or later."

"The only flaw is: my initial plan was to show off and make a splash after Dream Building Game became a huge success before going home. But I didn't expect the game to be such a disaster after its release..."

"But no matter what, the result is the same."

"Dream Building is still in your hands."

"My goal has been achieved."

"So don't think about giving it back to me."

Xu Meng didn't expect this answer.

This isn't something a college roommate or sworn brother would do.

This has to be a real dad, right?

Just as he was hesitating whether to say a few cheesy words like 'great kindness, I'll repay you with my body' to disgust Zhang Yang, he suddenly felt that the scenery outside the car window was a bit off: "Did you take the wrong way? Where are you driving?"

"Hospital," Zhang Yang replied calmly, "I made an appointment with a doctor for you."

"Huh?" Xu Meng was a little resistant.

"Heh, why do you think I wanted to sit in the driver's seat?" Zhang Yang smiled triumphantly, "You have no choice!"

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Yang drove the car to Kangya Hospital in Ningzhou, dragging the unwilling Xu Meng inside.

Half an hour later, Xu Meng came out with an 800-word doctor's order, carrying medicine and a large bag of supplements for his body.

Zhang Yang sent Xu Meng downstairs and finally told him: "Work less overtime, don't kill yourself. Remember to take your medicine, I'll have Meng Ling supervise you."

Then he left in a hurry to catch a flight.

He came all this way just to drag Xu Meng to the hospital for a check-up.

Xu Meng's parents died early. He was taken care of by his aunt and uncle from the age of 14 for four years until the college entrance examination. After graduating from college, he stayed in Ningzhou and started a business with Zhang Yang.

After Zhang Yang returned to Flower City, he lived alone, and no one could persuade him to stop working overtime like crazy.

Chen Mengling tried a lot, but couldn't persuade him at all, and finally had to ask Zhang Yang for help.

That's why Zhang Yang had to suddenly appear downstairs at Dream Building Company.

After going home and taking care of the takeout, Xu Meng obediently took his medicine and supplements, and went to bed early.

But before going to bed, he couldn't help but take out his phone to check the follow-up impact of that announcement.

Then his brows furrowed.

Controversy was expected.

But the amount was too exaggerated.

In any case, Frost Snow Project was just a failed second-rate game with limited influence.

Even outside the ACG circle, few people would know about it.

Even if the announcement content was a bit out of line, after a whole day, the netizens watching the excitement should have dispersed.

The remaining ACG players should be happy to see these changes.

But now, almost none of these players' voices can be seen under the announcement, all of them are uniformly negative comments.

Attacking Xu Meng himself for his low moral character, mocking Dream Building Game's futile death throes, advising Dream Building Game employees to resign as soon as possible to escape the sea of ​​suffering, reporting in advance, giving the game bad reviews, there are simply endless tricks.

If someone with a fragile heart came, they would probably have the heart to jump off the building by now.

But Xu Meng keenly noticed something was wrong.

He flipped through more than a dozen pages of comments and found a large number of highly similar comments. He chose some publishers to check their backgrounds and quickly discovered a correlation—

Mutual following, mutual replies and likes, and a history of "achievements" of ganging up to criticize people under the same topic.

He smelled the aura of hired commenters.

"Who is in such a hurry?" Xu Meng couldn't understand.