Chapter 116: President Chen Is the True Hero

“Exploded? What do you mean?”

Fang Chang looked at Zhao Bowen in confusion. The guy had just rushed over in a hurry, and the only word Fang caught was “exploded.” Could it be that the servers crashed?

Zhao Bowen quickly explained.

“Brother Fang, it’s the revenue from Tianlong that exploded. Since the update yesterday afternoon, we’ve already made over 300,000 yuan in revenue, and the data shows it’s still growing rapidly.”

“How is it that much?”

Fang Chang was stunned by Zhao Bowen’s words.

Weren’t there only three spending options left—monthly card, weekly card, and daily card? How could the revenue be this high?

“That’s how much it is, and it’s still rising fast. I checked the backend data. Over twenty thousand people have bought all three monthly cards, and more than sixty thousand have purchased weekly and daily cards. Nearly 90% of current online players have bought the daily card.”

“And this isn’t even peak traffic time. Tonight, even more people are likely to make purchases.”

The more Zhao Bowen spoke, the more excited he became. This wave of game revenue was different from before—it was sustained income. Watching the revenue curve climb higher and higher, he couldn’t help but feel exhilarated.

Fang Chang gradually came back to his senses as Zhao Bowen continued. At that moment, he could clearly feel Tianlong returning to its former glory—no, not just returning—surpassing it.

Indeed.

It will surpass the past, without question.

This version of Tianlong, under President Chen’s leadership, had undergone a complete transformation.

It turns out every step President Chen took had deep meaning. Before, Fang had thought that the 100,000-yuan equipment was just something Chen prepared for rich players.

Now he realized everything was part of a strategic plan. Chen’s real goal was to make the game free.

By attracting a massive number of players with free access, and then offering what looked like inexpensive monthly cards, the revenue from even just a fraction of users adds up to a huge figure.

President Chen truly had long-term vision. While Fang was still thinking about step three, Chen was already at step five.

A look of genuine admiration appeared in Fang Chang’s eyes.

But right now, Tianlong was merely in its revenue boom phase. In a couple of days, the surge would taper off and stabilize.

After all, once players bought a monthly card, they wouldn’t need to buy another until next month.

In a few days, once everyone who wanted a monthly card had bought one, revenue would drop sharply. Then next week, there’d be a smaller boom when weekly card buyers renewed.

Still, Fang expected daily revenue to stabilize above tens of thousands.

This meant that from now on, Cangxue Games officially had a game with a steady daily income.

“Is the report for this ready? Send it to President Chen as soon as possible. Let him know that Tianlong has truly come back from the dead this time.”

“Brother Fang, the data hasn’t stabilized yet, so I haven’t made the report. Should I go prepare one now?”

Zhao Bowen spoke quickly, turning to leave.

Fang Chang waved to stop him.

“Forget it. It’s almost noon. Everyone should be heading to the Emperor Grand Hotel soon. Even if you make the report now, President Chen probably won’t have time to read it.”

“Besides, the whole point of this dinner is to celebrate Tianlong’s revival. Let’s report it to him in person at the celebration—that’s more fitting.”

“True, good news on top of good news. President Chen will definitely be pleased. We didn’t let him down—Tianlong has finally been revived.”

Zhao Bowen nodded, expressing heartfelt emotion.

“Yeah.”

Fang Chang also let out a sigh.

“The real hero behind Tianlong’s resurrection is still President Chen. He started as just a game promoter and gradually transformed the entire game. Without him, there would be no Tianlong today.”

“But after laying the foundation for Tianlong, President Chen stepped into the background and let us take all the credit.”

“That’s what makes him truly great.”

“With a boss like that, what more could anyone ask for?”

…

At the clothing factory.

Chen Mo stood at the front of the workshop, watching as the employees boarded the bus one by one.

It was already noon—time for the celebration banquet.

“President Chen, everyone’s here. Should we head out now?”
Li Shen finished the headcount and ran over.

“Yes, let’s go,” Chen Mo nodded, then turned to Shen Rou.

“Have you notified the ones working remotely?”

“All done, President Chen.”

Shen Rou responded quickly, but then remembered something.

“President Chen, you asked for twelve tables. I only reserved eleven.”

“Hm?”

Chen Mo turned to look at her, his gaze questioning.

This little assistant’s not following orders? He had estimated seven people per table—twelve tables would’ve been just right.

Now with one table short, that’s one less table to pay for.

Bad.

Sensing Chen Mo’s look, Shen Rou explained cautiously.

“President Chen, I did the math. We only have a little over 70 people attending this time.”

“That few? Is someone not coming?”

“It’s not that, President Chen. There are still ten people out at training. They haven’t returned yet.”

Chen Mo paused. Right—he’d almost forgotten Wu Yu and the others were still in training at the machinery plant.

Doing the math, they still had another day left. Training would end tomorrow.

But the company goes on break after that, and they won’t be back for another nine days.

Nice.

Once they return, he could officially announce the shift to brand-name clothing production. That way, Wu Yu wouldn’t be able to bring in more custom orders.

Chen Mo smiled and said to Shen Rou in a good mood:

“One less table it is. But those ten missed the banquet due to training—it’s a pity. Tomorrow, tell Finance to give each of them 1,000 yuan as compensation so they can have their own celebration.”

They could miss the banquet, sure—but they still had to spend the money.

After all, he needed to use up that 300,000 yuan from the system. Every bit he could justify spending now, he would.

Shen Rou was a bit stunned. Missing the banquet came with compensation?

But she didn’t have time to think about it too much. She quickly responded and followed President Chen onto the company van.

…

At the Emperor Grand Hotel.

Chen Mo was the first to arrive. Since everything had been reserved in advance, the receptionist at the door led him straight to the ordering area—personally attended to by the hotel manager.

He insisted on placing the order himself. Only then would he feel at ease.

One glance at the menu, and he picked every single one of the most expensive dishes.

Sure enough, prices here were even steeper than Xingyu Restaurant.

The hotel manager couldn’t hide his joy upon seeing the dishes Chen Mo selected.

“Understood, President Chen. One set of these dishes per table, correct?”