It was obviously too late to take it back.
So after Yin Chen told Zong Cheng about it, Zong Cheng chose—without the slightest hesitation—to let his assistant take the fall.
Assistant Zhong glanced at his unscrupulous boss.
Then he looked at the future unscrupulous boss’s husband.
His heart was desolate.
Truly, what kind of pot fits what kind of lid.
First, the boss used his account to lurk in the company group chat.
Now, the boss’s husband used his account to speak in the company group chat.
Was this not—
Birds of a feather flock together?
Zong Cheng suddenly made a hand gesture at him.
Assistant Zhong froze for a moment.
…Fine. For the sake of money!
After leaving the room, Assistant Zhong had barely sat down and hadn’t even figured out how to shoulder this blame when he saw the group chat exploding with messages.
He stared at it for a few seconds. His expression changed dramatically.
“By the way, have you guys eaten this melon lately? I just thought it through, and I think I might have uncovered some earth-shattering secret!”
“What melon? Feed it into my mouth!”
“Hand over the melon and no one gets hurt!”
The receptionist downstairs was typing furiously in excitement.
“It’s about President Yin’s boyfriend! You’ve all heard about it, right? Don’t you think that boyfriend with the huge chest muscles looks exactly like our President Zong?”
Assistant Zhong slowly typed out a question mark.
Have you people all been through the Supreme Lord Lao’s furnace or something?
Do you have fiery golden eyes?
You can recognize him from that?
“Holy crap… I didn’t think of it until you said it. But now that you mention it—one meter ninety, handsome, big chest muscles… those conditions really do all match our President Zong!”
“What? What big chest muscles? What did I miss?”
“Damn! Is it really President Zong? I suddenly have a terrifying thought. Do you remember the year-end party? President Zong didn’t attend! But President Yin brought someone with almost the same build as President Zong!”
“Wait, are you saying President Zong skipped his own company’s year-end party just to accompany President Yin’s boyfriend to show off their love?”
The gossip group chat suddenly went quiet.
The employees who had been chatting stared at this reasonable and well-supported analysis, mouths opening and closing.
After a long pause, someone cautiously typed:
“Did we… just learn too much?”
“…”
“…”
“…”
After the receptionist finished getting excited, she slowly remembered something.
…Damn it, Assistant Zhong is still in this group!
What if he shows the chat history to President Zong?
Her heart skipped a beat. Her fingers twitched. Without thinking, she kicked Assistant Zhong out of the group.
【You have been removed from the discussion group.】
Assistant Zhong, who had been about to reply, froze.
He stared at the notification in disbelief, then slowly typed another question mark.
My friends?
Ever heard of covering your ears while stealing a bell?
Completely unaware of the chain reaction sparked by his casual comment, Yin Chen curled up on the sofa in Zong Cheng’s office, finished reading the latest update, then pulled out his phone to start gaming.
From time to time, he glanced up at Zong Cheng, who was focused intently on his work.
This feeling… was kind of strange.
But it was a pleasant kind of strange.
In a great mood, Yin Chen started a round of battle royale.
Matched with three randoms, which he did not particularly care about, he casually marked a remote drop point.
He was used to it.
Squad of four basically meant no teammates.
Did not matter.
Who knew that the moment he jumped, the other three followed him down.
Yin Chen frowned slightly.
He was going to farm in a remote spot. Why were they following him?
After landing, just as he was about to loot, a teammate ran up behind him and started punching him.
Yin Chen merely frowned and continued running into the buildings to search for supplies.
Two of the three teammates trailed behind him.
It was already a remote area with scarce loot. Now with two tag-alongs, supplies became even more limited.
After two seconds of silence, Yin Chen finally noticed that his teammates’ microphones had been flashing the entire time.
He considered for a moment, then turned on their voice chat.
The moment he did, he heard them talking.
“He loots so fast. I haven’t even found a gun yet and he already has two.”
A female voice.
“What kind of manners are those? Can’t he leave one for a teammate? Don’t be mad. I’ll find one for you later.”
A man.
“Why isn’t he turning on his mic? Turn it on, bro.”
Another man.
Turning on his mic was not happening.
Otherwise, he might not be able to resist cursing his teammates.
And it would disturb his boyfriend while he was working.
Yin Chen lowered their volume to the minimum and continued looting.
After a while, the girl suddenly spoke in a quieter tone.
“Hey… don’t you think his ID looks like that super-rich president’s game ID from before?”
“What super-rich president game ID? What rich person would even play this game?”
“Yeah, I thought it was weird too. But a lot of my friends say he probably hires someone to boost his account. I’m not sure. Apparently he’s really rich. And kind of famous.”
“Tch. Who cares? Rich or not, bad manners are bad manners. Won’t even leave you a gun. Teammates like that are ninety percent dead weight.”
“I also heard that guy is super rich and even started some kind of team?”
“Bah! What do rich people know about esports teams? No need to think—definitely a deadweight team. Too much money with nowhere to burn. If you ask me, teams should be judged by ZWG. They were last season’s champions. Totally awesome!”
???
Yin Chen slowly typed out a question mark.
He hired a booster?
His team was dead weight?
ZWG was the most awesome?
He glanced at the frag grenade in his backpack, feeling a faint urge.
There really was a slight temptation to sacrifice teammates to the heavens.
Just as he was thinking about it, gunfire erupted behind him.
The next second, the system notified him that a teammate had been knocked down.
Yin Chen instinctively turned to go back.
【SunMoonStars knocked down IAmLittleAci with a frag grenade.】
【SunMoonStars knocked down IAmYourDad with a frag grenade.】
That ID?
Yin Chen looked at it twice. It seemed familiar.
Was that not Tang Chen’s ID?
Yin Chen slowly gave a thumbs-up.
That was a beautiful grenade.
Those three teammates’ heads could go to Tang Chen.
There was no way he was going back to revive them.
The three downed players exploded.
“Damn it! Teammate, come revive us! Hurry up and pick me up! What the hell, that guy’s grenades are so accurate? Is he cheating?”
“Yeah, it’s so weird. I was hiding inside the room. He didn’t even see me. How could he know I was there?”
“Damn cheaters again! Can’t we just have a happy holiday and rank up in peace?”
They cursed nonstop.
Yin Chen thought for two seconds, then decisively turned back.
Pulled the pin.
Threw it into the room.
【IAmAOverbearingPresident used a frag grenade and accidentally injured teammates…】
Three kill notifications lit up in neat succession.
Satisfied, Yin Chen casually exited the match.
Then, with a smooth motion, reported them—verbal abuse of teammates.
Perfect. Logged off.
On the other side.
Tang Chen stared blankly at the system notification popping up, then slowly turned to look at Zhang Taining beside him.
Zhang Taining was equally dumbfounded.
After a long while, he stammered out:
“Damn! That really was President Yin?”
“You’ve got the nerve to say that!”
Tang Chen lunged at him and grabbed his collar.
“I told you they sounded like they were talking about President Yin, and you said no!”
Great.
They had just killed President Yin’s teammates.
Zhang Taining rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue as he let himself be shaken.
“How was I supposed to know? It sounded like they were talking about that Dongfang something! Besides, our President Yin has real skills, okay? And ZWG is almost washed up. Talking about being awesome? Pah!”
How could he have known?
From the way they were talking, it did not sound like President Yin at all!
Those three even had open mics and were chatting so happily. Of course he went straight in and attacked!
…
Tang Chen slowly loosened his grip.
“…Actually, I thought they were talking about Dongfang Wan too.”
Otherwise, would he have cooked that grenade so perfectly?
All fueled by hatred buff!
“Besides,” Zhang Taining pulled his hand away, “didn’t you see President Yin finished them off himself? I think he definitely doesn’t care about trash teammates like that. Relax. It’s fine.”
“It’s not the same.”
Tang Chen sat back down, staring at the screen, and let out a long sigh.
Before, he was just his boss.
But now, President Yin was also going to be his future brother-in-law!
He had not even had time to curry favor yet!
He was still hoping President Yin would protect him more in the future and stop Brother Zong from bullying him!
“Come on, stop overthinking it. The spring tournament is coming up soon. Instead of worrying about that, you might as well train properly with me. When we win a championship and bring it back for President Yin, all problems solved!”
Zhang Taining slung an arm around his neck. “Don’t forget what the ZWG guys said during your livestream yesterday. Don’t you want to beat them?”
Of course he remembered!
Tang Chen got angry just thinking about it.
He had only stayed home for a few days, watched his weight climb day by day, panicked, and fled back to the base on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year to lose weight.
Then the moment he started streaming—
Those ZWG lunatics somehow swarmed in and started flaming him!
He lost all mood to stream!
Seeing him puffed up with anger, Zhang Taining fanned the flames.
“Right? Training is what matters! Once we stomp ZWG under our feet, let’s see what their fans have left to say!”
Anger was good!
That way his sparring partner was secured!
Tang Chen was about to agree when a third voice suddenly drifted over from the side.
“Could you… include me too?”
Both of them jumped in shock.
They turned around.
Oh right, what was his name again?
March? The one they poached from Dongfang Wan’s side?
March looked a little shy.
But seeing them look over, he still mustered the courage to speak.
“C-Could I train with you? I also want to defeat ZWG.”
“Of course that’s no problem!”
Another sparring partner!
Zhang Taining immediately threw an arm around March’s shoulders and gave him a few hearty pats.
March quietly let out a breath of relief.
He quickly unlocked his phone to reply to a message, then fell into confusion.
Why did his little sister seem to have such strong opinions about ZWG?
Yuan Miaomiao, who had just returned to school, read the message her brother sent and slowly let out a breath.
She would start a BZ fan club as soon as she got back!
They absolutely could not let ZWG outshine them!
Damn it.
That jerk King could not handle his own shortcomings and actually turned around to insult her, saying her skills were too good and therefore “not pure”???
What kind of fake innocent act was he putting on?
So what if she had good skills? Did he think everyone was like him—no hardware and terrible technique too?
Three-second lipstick boy. Pah!