ered with a twisted smile, and a swift yellow figure sidestepped into play at an incredible speed, catching Xue Yiyang off guard without any preparation, causing him to break out in cold sweat instant...Chapter 83 Opportunity

Looking at the time displayed on the Bentley's LCD screen, Xin Can couldn't help but feel that it was already December 2001.

"Yes," Lin Guangdong smiled. After all, a few years ago, who could have imagined that they would soon be driving Bentleys through Shanghai’s streets

Su Zhan turned his head and asked, "I heard you play games What do you usually play"

Lin Guangdong smiled awkwardly. "Indeed, it's a good way to relax, quite cost-effective as well. During my time in Rongcheng, I often attended commercial gatherings to make connections and even got tennis club memberships to play sports or go fishing. But back then, everything was about negotiating channels and business deals; the more one talks, the less they want to speak at home. Occasionally, entering a virtual world to play games is also a pleasant way of passing time. Here, I don't have to think about how to communicate with others for mutual benefit or what measures to take in conversation. It's quite relaxing this way. As for what game I'm playing now, it’s a new graphics-based game that has become very popular recently."

Online games had already developed in China for several years; however, Lin Guangdong's initial impression of online gaming was still rooted in text-based games like Moba (a typo or misreference here). In recent years, graphic-based games began to flourish and develop. Many text-based games started transitioning into graphical online games. From the moment graphical online games displayed their charm, it seemed destined that this format would become the mainstream of future gaming worlds.

This also brought many people who had never touched a game to start playing online games, such as fake players like Lin Guangdong.

Su Zhan smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I recall something. A young person who was deeply immersed in games after graduating from college invested 100,000 yuan into setting up a small website upon resignation. By the end of last year, they received three million dollars in investment. In May this year, a South Korean game company entered Shanghai to look for partners. This young man successfully obtained the agency rights for the game but also parted ways with his original investor. Without funds, he insisted on operating the game and took contracts from two South Korean companies to Dell server manufacturers to request free trial servers for two months. The server manufacturer mistook him as a major client and agreed to sign the contract; subsequently, this young man approached China Telecom to ask them to provide broadband trials during testing.

This game that bet everything on success or ruin went online for public testing in August and began charging from September onwards, recouping its investment within just one month. The entire company was revitalized by it, and currently, vendors selling the game cards are probably packing them into burlap sacks.

Lin Guangdong was stunned. "Are you talking about the Legend of Mir server I'm playing" After a moment's thought, he nodded his head again. "As you say, this is indeed an impressive case of deception; your skill level rivals yours. But your description of 'young people' makes them sound so unimpressive. Chen Tianqiao’s age might be considered young to me, but compared to him, you're too old."

Su Cen smiled awkwardly and said, "Shanda Corporation is quite remarkable. Perhaps its president won't be much worse than me in the future."

Lin Guangdun was surprised and said, "I admit that Legend is indeed a great game, but it's just an online game; could such performance really come from one Aren't you being too modest Also, he is much older than you, yet your achievements are far greater than his."

Su Cen smiled and said, "Never underestimate the power of the gaming world. The latent potential in the gaming industry can propel someone to become China's richest man; Chen Tianqiao would quickly rise due to Legend, but his ambitions aren't just about developing one online game—he wants to create a carnival for the internet world. In the future, Shanda Corporation will become an entertainment giant in China's internet industry."

"You think so highly of this game and company Whatever can make you place such importance on it certainly isn't simple. Since you've been following this company closely all along and believe in its future potential, why don't you take action"

For Lin Guangdun, Su Cen's knowledge about Shanda Corporation's development history clearly showed he had long been observing the company. Considering Su Cen’s capability couldn’t be measured by age alone and that he studied financial management and investment at Nanyang University, it was natural for him to show interest in such matters. But if Su Cen thought so highly of this company, why not take action This would also be an opportunity.

"Firstly, one's energy is limited. I am currently walking my own path rather than imitating others; otherwise, my value and ideals could never be realized. Secondly, Chen Tianqiao has already done well. His dedication to this game surpasses mine—so it’s uncertain if I would perform as impressively as him. As for me, my resources, team, and energy are all dedicated to the path we've chosen."

Su Cen recalled his plans in America to expand community concepts, Lin Guangdun's magazines in Dunhuang, Zhao Mingnong’s stationery industry—these were all sunrise industries that required continuous investment of time and money. In this era where cash is king, Su Cen needed these businesses to support him financially and amplify profits; he couldn't spare the energy for anything else.

"Furthermore," a spark lit in Su Cen's eyes as winter sunlight shone through the window, turning his gaze pale and amber, "I also don’t want my future to be too lonely."

Su Cen was well aware that this brilliant existence would shift with the changing times. Many currently inconspicuous figures in today’s era would rise rapidly in the future.

Growing alongside these future giants at the intersection of eras is undoubtedly a powerful experience. "Actually, I have an idea too. Chen Tianqiao wants to create the carnival of internet in the future, and so do I—I want to host a carnival as well. From this point on, we share a common ideal—this is a good start."

Lin Guangdung had lunch with Su Cen at Starbucks. Outside the transparent glass windows, towering skyscrapers reflected like a kingdom of mirrored glass. Su Cen noticed an article from two days ago on the newspapers displayed in the magazine rack at Starbucks, discussing who would end up hosting Zhan Hua's dinner.

Office workers and fashionably dressed men and women were scattered around relaxing. The atmosphere was quite bohemian. Lin Guangdung隨即說道，“現在媒體上已經不用猜了，明天的文章必定是《詹化的晚餐塵埃落定，時尚文化董事長拔得頭籌，獲得詹化晚餐三小時！》”

“哪有這麼神速？現在恐怕還有很多人都不知道我們的身份。

” Su Cen had imagined how significant this event would be. This was the first time since his rebirth that he walked in a positive manner before the public. Previously, while he was in Xiahai and Rongcheng, there might have been some media exposure but back then, he was merely a middle school student. By now, apart from Wang Bo and Lin Guozhou who remembered him as a teenager, probably no one else recalled Su Cen's existence.

Now that he had secured Zhan Hua's dinner, although the auction was nerve-wracking, Su Cen felt a sense of relief after it concluded. It wasn't as different from what he imagined. People were bustling outside the cafe window while groups of trendy female university students gathered to chat nearby; occasionally glancing in their direction before smiling and looking away.

They were still ordinary passersby without any recognition within this Starbucks.

Achieving this point should mark a phase completion for him.

Back then after his rebirth, he had no grand plans for his life, merely wanting to proceed step by step and mend the rifts and regrets of his past. He even used Tang Wu as a benchmark for change.

Su Cen knew that he possessed the key to unlock the door to future wealth, allowing him to embrace the world. His goal was to live a free life with loved ones and friends whose destinies were intertwined with his, like an entire aircraft carrier fleet. And now, it had just begun.

After lunch, Lin Guangdung dropped Su Cen off at Nan University and asked when they reached the school gate, “What are your plans for this car…”

The Bentley had already been used for magazine publicity. Its news value was now exhausted, and it would only serve a practical purpose from here on out. If Su Cen were to drive such an extravagant car around school, it would be too conspicuous. Lin Guangdong also needed to fly back to Rongcheng to arrange the subsequent matters and wouldn't need to use the car in Shanghai.

After some thought, Su Cen wrote down his new address and handed it to Lin Guangdong: "This is my newly purchased house. Park the car there. I've heard that their underground garage has three levels. If they aren't only renting parking spots, then buy me a spot."

Lin Guangdong nodded in agreement, took Su Cen's address, and thought about how his boss was no different from others; while pursuing education and事業發展的同時還不忘購置房產轎車，如果要評選學校校園扮豬吃老虎的人物，這小子恐怕得名列前茅吧。

After receiving the address, Lin Guangdong turned the steering wheel again. The car switched to the main road. He wasn't very familiar with Shanghai; he had encountered many detours when he first got Su Cen's Bentley. There was still a map that he bought back then in the car, but the address Su Cen gave him seemed familiar.

Driving to Manhattan Premier by the Bund, one of Su Cen's properties in Shanghai, Lin Guangdong couldn't help but marvel at the community environment there—elegant and tranquil with a clear view. Facing the century-old Bund, it could offer a panoramic view of the city's night scene. Su Cen really knew how to enjoy himself.

He parked the car in an underground spot. To purchase a parking space personally required one's presence; Lin Guangdong helped Su Cen get a parking card at the property management office and was about to take a taxi back to his hotel when his phone rang again.

"Hello Ah, Old Zheng, hello hello! Is it true that I won Jiahua's auction Where did you hear this"

After hanging up the call, another one came through: "Editor Guo, yes yes, hello. You asked if I'm in Shanghai; yeah, what’s up Do you want to buy me a drink Oh, really sorry, but I’m just about to head back to Rongcheng now. There's a small issue at the magazine that needs handling. Another time, okay Editor Guo."

Until Lin Guangdong returned to his hotel room, more calls came in: "Director Zhang, yes, yes, thank you for your department’s support with Bolo Media. Yes, I’m still here; maybe tomorrow's flight back. Let's have a drink when I come back, okay As for the matter with Jiahua here in Shanghai… It's hard to put into words for now. We can talk about it later."

After taking a shower and lying down on the bed, Lin Guangdong had received over twenty calls since afternoon—people who had gotten wind of something and called him to probe around. Some were cultural departments from Rongcheng; some were Shanghai partners or clients. This made Lin Guangdong feel that there was a brewing buzz behind the scenes due to this matter.nd blue lights entered the area, quickly surrounding everyone present.Students from the Sports School as well as Liyuan Li’s henchmen were likely terrified; a crowd of people scattered frantically lik...