Chapter 326: President Pei Is About to Faint
Chapter 326: President Pei Is About to Faint
The entire office area was quite large, but there were only about twenty workstations in total, arranged like an internet café.
Ma Yang, He Desheng, and some newly hired miscellaneous staff were all intensely focused, furiously clicking keyboards and mice—clearly, the battle was at its climax.
Seeing this scene, Pei Qian was so moved that tears almost welled up in his eyes.
Look at this—just look!
What did I say?
Brothers are still the most reliable!
If everyone’s work attitude were like Old Ma’s, why worry about not accomplishing great things?
Pei Qian quietly walked up behind Ma Yang to spectate.
This match was already nearing its end, and Pei Qian was shocked to discover that Old Ma’s KDA was actually 10/0/2. He even wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him.
With Old Ma’s final basic attack, the enemy base exploded, and the huge word “Victory” appeared on the screen.
Only then did Ma Yang realize that Pei Qian was standing behind him.
“Huh? Brother Qian, you’re here!”
“Just now I was too absorbed and didn’t notice—after all, I still had to carry my teammates.”
“Come, come, this is perfect timing. Let me introduce the new employees I’ve recruited.”
Aside from Ma Yang, everyone else looked a bit awkward when they saw Pei Qian.
Although many of them had never met Pei Qian before, judging from President Ma’s reaction, they quickly realized that this was most likely the boss of Tengda Group—someone even higher up than President Ma.
This was basically like playing games during work hours and getting caught on the spot by the big boss. How could their expressions look good?
But when they saw President Pei smiling broadly and not seeming to mind at all, many of them finally relaxed.
Ma Yang began introducing them one by one.
“This is Xiao Zhou, ladder rating 1780.”
“This is Old Li, ladder rating 1730.”
“This one is—”
Ma Yang introduced the remaining nine players from the match one by one. Pei Qian soon realized that every single one of them was like He Desheng—none had a ladder rating below 1700. The highest was even 1860! With a bit more grinding, they’d be knocking on the door of the pro scene!
Only then did Pei Qian understand how that utterly unscientific scene had come to be.
Why had Old Ma—who usually went 0/13/0—suddenly gone godlike and carried the entire game?
Because aside from him, the other nine players on the field were all on his side…
It really wasn’t easy for those 1800-rating gods.
On Old Ma’s team, they had to carefully whittle enemies down to a sliver of health and then hand the kill over to him;
On the opposing team, they had to kill Old Ma’s teammates just enough to keep the game from becoming completely lopsided and losing suspense, while also putting on a bit of a performance when Old Ma came charging in—struggling just enough to give him the thrill of a one-versus-five fight.
As for why Old Ma never died…
Come on—who would dare kill him!
That would be like dunking on the company owner’s head during a corporate basketball game.
Pei Qian had no doubt that even the two assists Old Ma got were probably due to his teammates’ “mistakes.”
After listening to Ma Yang introduce everyone’s ranks, Pei Qian expressed his utmost respect.
“Thanks for your hard work!”
“This Saturday, all brothers are invited to Mingyun Private Kitchen for a big feast!”
Pei Qian couldn’t help but sigh—life really wasn’t easy.
These were proper investment elites, reduced by the pressures of life to becoming gaming companions—and on hell difficulty, no less.
Nine people accompanied one Old Ma in a game, and they still had to make sure Old Ma had a great time.
Wouldn’t your conscience hurt if you paid them so little?
There had to be some spiritual compensation!
Old Ma’s “gaming companion team” inexplicably scored a lavish meal. Each of them looked both excited and confused.
At the same time, the way they looked at President Ma gained a few more layers of respect.
They’d long heard that President Ma and President Pei were close, but they never imagined they were this close!
President Ma led his employees in gaming every day and President Pei didn’t mind at all—what kind of trust was that?!
Ma Yang grabbed Pei Qian by the arm. “Brother Qian, why don’t you play a round too? Come on, come on—experience what it’s like to face off against 1800-rating gods.”
“Now I finally get it. Me being stuck at 1100 rating has nothing to do with me at all—it’s just that my teammates are trash!”
“These high-tier matches are way more fun than low-tier ones!”
Pei Qian: “……”
Old Ma, you really have zero self-awareness…
If you weren’t the CEO of Dream Fulfillment Ventures, playing with these guys, you’d have been beaten so badly you’d smash your keyboard long ago, okay…
But seeing how Ma Yang was happily living in his own world and unwilling to wake up, Pei Qian couldn’t bear to shatter the illusion. He simply waved it off. “No, no. I’m here on business today. Next time—next time for sure.”
“By the way, Old Ma, how’s that twenty million I gave you? How much have you spent?”
“I came mainly to remind you again that when it comes to investing, you can’t be stingy. When it’s time to make a move, make it. Invest little, earn little; invest big, earn big. Got it?”
Ma Yang nodded excitedly. “Don’t worry, Brother Qian. I’ve already spent all twenty million!”
Pei Qian froze, genuinely stunned. “Huh? All of it? You spent all twenty million?”
Ma Yang nodded. “Yeah. I only played games after all the work was done. Otherwise, do you really think someone as dedicated as me would play games during work hours?”
Pei Qian blinked, momentarily at a loss.
Although this was the script he’d dreamed of, Old Ma tossing out twenty million without a second thought still left him deeply shaken—
—and once again confirmed that Old Ma was truly his right-hand man!
Pei Qian’s expression quickly shifted from confusion to wild joy. With Old Ma burning money at this pace, no matter how much the company made, what did he have to fear?
“Tell me—where did the money go?”
Pei Qian was getting a little excited.
Ma Yang chuckled and opened a document on his computer. “This company right here! It’s called Fger Gas—translated into Chinese, it’s ‘Fingertip Games.’”
“After I got the money, the first thing I thought of was buying Divine Revelation, but there was no way to contact the game’s founder.”
“And apparently they’re in talks with major Western game giants. With just our twenty million, they didn’t even look twice.”
“So I had He Desheng and the others do some digging, and we just happened to find that this Fger Gas is developing a similar game called Image of Infinity, abbreviated as IOI. They’re seriously short on cash and were raising funds—perfect timing!”
“They were raising a total of eight million USD. I did the math and directly converted our twenty million yuan into about 2.8 million dollars, bought a bit over 20% of the shares, and also secured exclusive agency rights for the domestic market.”
“Even if we can’t use it right now, those exclusive rights were basically thrown in for free. I figured it’d be a waste not to take them. If we don’t end up using them, couldn’t we just transfer them later?”
“Eh? Brother Qian— why has your face gone pale?”
“Hurry, hurry—bring a chair over here.”
He Desheng reacted quickly, sliding an office chair over and letting President Pei sit down.
Pei Qian felt a wave of dizziness.
He never would have imagined that the first stab of the new cycle would come from the very brother he trusted the most!
This sudden backstab left President Pei completely at a loss.
Wasn’t it agreed that the backstabbing only happened toward the end of a settlement cycle?
This cycle had only just begun!
Pei Qian still couldn’t quite believe it. “Overseas investment… doesn’t that need prior approval from the relevant authorities?”
He Desheng explained, “President Pei, it does need approval, yes. But those lengthy approval processes are for investments over a hundred million USD.”
“Our investment was only a bit over two million dollars—hardly a major project. Filing at the local level in Jingzhou was enough. Fu Hui Capital has invested in overseas projects before; we’re very familiar with this type of business, and the approval came through quickly.”
“Besides, this was an equity acquisition, not an asset acquisition, so the time required was much shorter to begin with.”
“Of course, there are still some follow-up procedures, which may take a while to complete.”
It was over.
Pei Qian turned to look at Ma Yang and asked weakly, “Why… why did you invest in this?”
Ma Yang grinned. “Brother Qian, didn’t you tell me to invest in whatever I like? You know me—I don’t like that many things.”
Pei Qian: “……”
This was a huge problem.
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