Chapter 145: 142. Wanting to Compete with Zhang Ran Once More (First Subscription Bonus 7/9)

Once Zhang Sicheng arrived at the company, he found himself under the gaze of every employee; everyone already knew about what happened last night.

Their current results were plain for all to see; in just one night, the download count had broken through fifty thousand.

For a small company like theirs, such data was practically like a dream.

Moreover, the most crucial thing was that Prince Haiman's livestream from yesterday had already hit the trending topics today; he believed this heat could continue for a while, and their game's download count would continue to rise rapidly.

This was a feeling many of them had never experienced despite having made so many games; it had to be said, the sense of accomplishment it brought was simply explosive!

However, what everyone was most curious about was how Zhang Sicheng had managed to connect with Prince Haiman; if one were to say it was purely luck, no one would believe it.

Furthermore, those with good memories could hear that the voice of another mysterious person sounded somewhat like Zhang Sicheng's father at the time.

Zhang Ran hadn't said more than a few words in total when he came to the company, and if not for those with good memories, they really wouldn't have remembered.

But now, Zhang Sicheng could be considered to have some of a boss's authority, and in situations where Zhang Sicheng didn't want to talk, no one dared to keep asking.

At noon, Zhang Sicheng treated everyone to a big meal; those who remained were basically those working overtime during the New Year, and some locals from Shanghai would only go on break in a couple of days.

Small companies were actually just like this; they basically made the best use of everything and wouldn't strictly follow the national statutory holidays for time off.

After Zhang Ran and the others finished lunch, they prepared to go out to buy New Year goods, but during this time, Zhang Ran received a call from Meng He.

After finishing the call, Zhang Ran found He Yong, "Dayong, I have something here for you to handle."

"Brother Zhang, please speak," He Yong said immediately.

"Deliver these few flowers to Meng He; remember, you must hand them to him personally." Zhang Ran dug out a few flowers from the flowerbed he had planted not long ago and handed them to He Yong.

Meng He's call just now was to tell Zhang Ran that the matter he had asked him to handle already had a glimmer of a lead; this was something Zhang Ran had instructed him to do when they were communicating in the hotel for the second time.

Three months had already passed, and the matter finally had some progress.

He Yong nodded solemnly and carefully took the flowers.

"After you deliver the items to Meng He, you can go back to celebrate the New Year; the time is about right, so stay at home for a few more days after the New Year before coming back," Zhang Ran said.

He Yong asked with some hesitation, "Then what about you?"

"Rest assured, this year that fellow Haiman will be spending the New Year at my place, so nothing will happen," Zhang Ran waved his hand and said.

"Alright, I understand." He Yong thought about it and realized it was true; with Prince Haiman here, Zhang Ran was very safe.

Watching He Yong leave, Zhang Ran's gaze was somewhat profound; don't look at how he seemed to be doing trivial little things now, but he hadn't slacked off on the things that needed to be prepared, it was just that many things required time.

Beijing, Huamei Headquarters.

Huang Lin stood before the massive floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the view for a long time without speaking; just a short while ago, Huang Xunceng had recounted what he saw last night to Huang Lin as a piece of gossip, and after hearing it, he had remained in this state.

Cheng Mei knew what her husband was thinking, so she didn't disturb him, just quietly accompanying him to the side.

"Wife, do you think I should do this?" After a long while, Huang Lin suddenly said.

Cheng Mei said, "There is no 'should' or 'should not'; everything is determined by fate. Since the opportunity is right in front of you, if you don't do it, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Huang Lin turned around to look at his wife, "Aren't you afraid that I will lose, and then our family will return to how it was before?"

"What was wrong with before? I felt it was quite good. And can I not understand you? If you don't do it, I reckon your entire spirit will be gone. Besides, at worst we start over from the beginning; it's not like we haven't experienced it before." Cheng Mei's demeanor was very relaxed, as if what she was discussing with Huang Lin was a very simple matter.

"That's right, I am not reconciled. If this hadn't happened, I reckon I would have let it go, but when the opportunity is truly placed before me, I find that I still want to compete with Zhang Ran once more; I wasn't convinced when I lost back then!" Huang Lin's voice rose involuntarily as he finished speaking.

Back then, he founded Huamei Home Appliances and fought through all kinds of obstacles, finally managing to make Huamei big and strong, but who could have expected a Zhang Ran to suddenly pop up.

At the beginning, Zhang Ran talked to him about financing, but Huang Lin directly refused, and in the end, he was forced by Zhang Ran using money to the point where he had to admit defeat.

So he was very unconvinced, believing that Zhang Ran's victory back then wasn't honorable, that he won by relying on the power of capital rather than his true level being higher than his.

Although he had followed behind Zhang Ran for a few years, during these years Huang Lin also greatly admired Zhang Ran's vision and his grasp of future trends.

If not for this business with the Goddess of Destiny, Huang Lin reckoned he would have gradually let it go himself; after all, although he lost, Zhang Ran didn't drive him to extinction, but instead handed Huamei back to him, and at the same time merged the industries he had opened to compete with Huamei into Huamei, allowing Huamei to expand several times over.

Of course, although he was still in control of Huamei at this time, it actually already belonged to Zhang Ran.

However, at that time, Huang Lin had accepted his fate; losing was just losing.

But Heaven had unexpectedly given him this opportunity again; he knew Zhang Ran wouldn't watch helplessly as things belonging to him were taken away by others, so he had already made preparations to fight with Zhang Ran again.

And this time, if he lost again, then he would have nothing to say.

"But do you think he can really do it? Right now, just a Tian Yaohui is enough to keep him busy, and don't you think that joining forces with people like Tian Yaohui now is the best timing?" Cheng Mei said.

Huang Lin shook his head and said, "You all still underestimate Zhang Ran; this fellow has actually been hiding a lot of things all along, and what we see is very likely just the tip of his iceberg.

Just like this Prince Haiman, did you know that Zhang Ran's relationship with him was actually this good?"

"As for joining forces with Tian Yaohui?" Speaking of this, a trace of disdain flashed in Huang Lin's eyes, "If I did that, then even if I won, what would it matter?"

"And if I haven't guessed wrong, this Tian Yaohui shouldn't be able to jump around for much longer. Based on what I know of Zhang Ran, he either doesn't make a move, but once he does, he will absolutely not give people a chance to turn things around." Huang Lin's tone was very certain.

Cheng Mei didn't quite understand where her husband's confidence in Zhang Ran came from, "You also know Zhang Ran's situation; twenty-eight years, the changes in society are truly too great. He can be said to have no money and no influence now, how do you have such great confidence in him?

Are you worried that there are loopholes in the matter of us previously violating regulations and embezzling Zhang Ran's shares? That the state will intervene?"

"No, no, no, I am not worried about this at all; I even suspect that the state is actually vaguely helping us to restrain Zhang Ran," Huang Lin said.

"How so?" Cheng Mei was increasingly puzzled.

"Don't forget what kind of enterprises we all are; we are all real-economy enterprises, and the employees under us add up to nearly a million. This is just the direct connection; if you count the upstream and downstream enterprises, this number would double again. The state will not intervene in matters between us, but it also won't allow us to cause too much trouble, so actually, Zhang Ran is the one who is tied hand and foot." Huang Lin saw the situation very clearly.