In the end, Yin Chen did manage to have his porridge.
And just before he started, his nutritionist happened to call, so Zong Cheng, delivering the porridge, overheard everything he probably shouldn’t have.
“You… have you put on weight recently?”
Zong Cheng’s voice was hesitant when he leaned closer after Yin Chen finished the call.
That shouldn’t be the case, right?
He hadn’t noticed Yin Chen gaining weight at all!
Zong Cheng’s “heart-person filter”—800 meters radius—was now fully active, genuinely moved.
…
Yin Chen, hearing the question, couldn’t help glancing downward, his eyes drifting toward Zong Cheng’s abs.
Not fair.
Why do all of them eat and drink together, yet he’s the only one who gains weight?
After a moment, he nodded slowly.
“Yeah… the nutritionist said three cups of milk tea a day might be a bit much.”
Three cups a day?
Zong Cheng immediately seized on the detail.
“I only delivered two. Who sent the other one?”
Yin Chen froze.
Then looked at Zong Cheng in disbelief.
What kind of miraculous detail is this?
Zong Cheng didn’t even realize it.
He had already begun mentally listing suspects.
Lin Yuhan √
Lin Yuhan √
Lin Yuhan √
Zong Cheng’s expression stiffened.
No matter how you looked at it, it had to be Lin Yuhan!
“Was it Lin Yuhan?”
He couldn’t help asking.
“What?”
Why did the topic suddenly shift to Lin Yuhan?
Yin Chen was genuinely puzzled.
“I mean,” Zong Cheng took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice from sounding bitter, “I only gave you two cups of milk tea daily. The remaining one—did Lin Yuhan give it to you?”
He just knew Lin Yuhan was a problematic figure!
Zong Cheng ground his teeth.
?
Ah… this topic?
Tang Chen, coming over after finishing his porridge, intending to give his brother a quick “muah,” stopped in his tracks, unsure.
His brother and Yin Zong—why did it sound a bit… weird?
Had he really overthought it?
But even eight hundred years ago, he would have thought it odd!
“Standing here eavesdropping isn’t good. Come on, let’s practice a few rounds with me.”
Zhang Taining had appeared behind him somehow, tugging him along by the back of his neck.
Tang Chen hesitated, then let it happen.
Otherwise, standing there really would’ve been awkward!
“Lin Yuhan?”
Yin Chen finally understood, giving Zong Cheng a subtle glance.
“No, that remaining cup—I ordered it last night while playing games with you. Don’t you remember?”
If he recalled correctly, it was last night he had asked Zong Cheng about new flavors, and Zong Cheng suggested trying Cheese Mango.
Thinking.
Yin Chen’s suspicious gaze swept over Zong Cheng.
Had Zong Cheng… entered early retirement mode?
?
Is that a thing?
Zong Cheng choked slightly.
He had no recollection at all.
“Pfft.”
Yin Chen suddenly laughed.
He really enjoyed being friends with Zong Cheng!
Dorky, yet amusing!
Come to think of it…
Yin Chen suddenly remembered something.
He had made plans with Zong Cheng to visit a hot spring resort for drinks, but it seemed Zong Cheng had forgotten about that part.
His eyes scanned the tall, burly Zong Cheng, lost in thought.
Maybe find a new opportunity?
After two days holed up at BZ base, Yin Chen came up with a temporary solution—he had that photo printed in various sizes and posted throughout the base.
Especially at the water bar—not just posters, but even fridge magnets on the refrigerator.
According to Tang Chen and Zong Cheng’s little reports—now even in dreams, the pigsty could be seen! Terrifying!
Yin Chen felt very satisfied, quietly taking credit for the effect.
In the blink of an eye, Friday arrived.
Before that, a small episode occurred.
“Do you want DYX to livestream this match?”
Yin Chen received a call from Dongfang Wan, initially puzzled. But the moment Dongfang Wan spoke, he couldn’t help but smile.
Dongfang Wan really couldn’t compare to Dongfang Lie’s slyness.
Such a small gesture—did he really think it would go unnoticed?
“Last time you played a practice match against ZWG, you livestreamed too, right? At least, we’re two major conglomerates facing off. Are you just going to play quietly?”
Dongfang Wan muttered.
“Then what?”
Yin Chen asked lazily.
“Our BZ team has some fame. This is DF team’s first appearance, right? No recognition at all. Aren’t you afraid of a dead stream if you livestream? If not, fine. Play or don’t—it doesn’t matter to me.”
After all, using the DF team to motivate the BZ players had already worked. Whether the practice match happened or not was inconsequential.
“You—”
Dongfang Wan wanted to argue, but Yin Chen had already slammed the call.
Even your uncle wouldn’t get a better deal from Yin Corporation than me. You, Dongfang Wan? Too inexperienced.
Yin Chen casually flipped through the year-end report from DYX.
Not bad.
During the major reform, over fifty percent of users left, but sixty percent returned afterward.
Compared to previous instability, these users were now highly sticky; many chose to remain on DYX long-term.
Yin Chen casually scanned comments on DYX’s official account.
“Honestly, ever since DYX was acquired and reformed, it’s much cleaner. Previously, trolls would spam the streams, and there were always sellers. Now, with restrictions, the atmosphere is harmonious; watching is no longer frustrating.”
“Agreed! Especially the new rule that streamers can’t swear—I love it. Many tech streamers are amazing, but their language was terrible. Now it’s different! Reform is great!”
“+1. Compared to other messy platforms, DYX is friendly—especially for girls, right friends?”
“Also good for guys—I plan to stay on DYX long-term.”
“Me too. Though this move might attract some backlash; I’ve noticed some platforms shutting down, perhaps due to previous fines.”
Yin Chen’s gaze paused slightly.
He remembered.
When he acquired DYX, he had instructed Lawyer Gao to review all related data. Any fines or platform reforms followed legal regulations.
Of course, gray areas existed in the industry.
But to claim other platforms shutting down was because of DYX? Not really.
Yin Chen knew well—businesses skirting gray areas went unnoticed; if discovered, he handled it accordingly. It wasn’t his concern.
And he had heard that Dongfang Wan attempted to acquire a livestream platform, which eventually collapsed due to illegal practices?
Yin Chen shrugged.
Dongfang Wan’s lack of business sense had nothing to do with him.
Right?
Friday arrived in no time.
Without online streaming, Dongfang Wan had to begrudgingly agree to face off at BZ base.
Many DF team members, upon learning this, were secretly excited.
“They’re coming! They’re coming! BZ base is huge!”
“Are we sure this is real? Can someone really afford such a luxurious villa for a team? Must be a billionaire!”
“Yin Zong isn’t a billionaire? I checked. DF team is under Wan Shao, but he’s just the CEO’s nephew. CEO can’t have children, so he brought him along. Now think about Yin Corporation’s CEO, just a few years older than Wan Shao. Market value-wise, Yin Corporation outmatches Dongfang Group by far!”
“Woah! That rich? Then why is San Yue here at DF team? Didn’t he get an invite from BZ too?”
After discussion, all eyes turned to the silent “San Yue.”
Though only nineteen, he had a scruffy beard and went by “San Yue Ge,” despite not being the oldest.
He scratched his head.
“Don’t ask me. I just follow my sister. I don’t understand.”
“Huh?”
The others exchanged looks.
They knew San Yue was extremely sister-loving—but listening to her about this? A bit much?
Someone couldn’t resist asking.
“Didn’t your sister explain why?”
San Yue shook his head cluelessly.
“She did, but I didn’t get it.”
He smiled bashfully, “Maybe that’s the advantage of educated people. I didn’t study much, so I don’t understand these things.”
“What does studying have to do with it? We didn’t study much either, but we still understand!”
Someone wondered, “How’s BZ’s treatment? Isn’t it better than here?”
The question made many perk up.
But San Yue’s previously naive face became serious.
“That can’t be told. My sister said it’s someone else’s business secret.”
Tch.
Disappointed, the group looked at him with slight contempt.
Soon, DF team arrived at BZ training hall.
Upon stepping out of the car, they were stunned by the luxury.
Passing the flower beds, seeing professional gardeners tending exquisite flowers, they dared not breathe too loudly.
They remembered online claims—some flowers cost over a million each!
Wealthy people’s lives were unimaginable!
Inside the training hall, mouths agape.
Wow! Huge hall! The chairs look top-notch, ergonomic!
And the ceiling lights—so fancy! Each seat had its own spotlight! Incredible!
Rich! Each seat even had a top-spec computer! Ten computers—probably worth a million!
DF team members looked around, overwhelmed.
Their envy quickly filled the hall.
One member’s gaze landed on the fridge at the water bar.
“Strange… something weird is stuck on it?”
He approached and froze.
“Huh? Why does BZ have pictures of pigsties on the fridge?”
Tang Chen and the others shivered!
Their eyes, meeting DF’s, were filled with murderous intent.
What do you mean ‘pigsty’? Watch your mouth!
No way they’re losing today!