Chapter 61: Timing, Location, and Harmony?

“Two more servings of these dishes.”

The restaurant manager’s eyes practically disappeared with his wide grin.

This boss was really generous!

The dishes he ordered were all high-end items—lobster, king crab… and he wanted two of each.

“Alright, Mr. Chen!”

The restaurant manager enthusiastically called out before quickly instructing the staff to rush the order to the kitchen.

…

“Xiao Rou, check if there’s a high-end karaoke lounge nearby. Make a reservation. After dinner, any employees who don’t want to head home can go there for some fun.”

“You have a budget of fifteen thousand. Book accordingly.”

After placing the additional food order, Chen Mo noticed that his system funds still had fifteen thousand left.

This restaurant’s spending was too low!

With nearly sixty employees from both companies combined, they hadn’t even managed to spend a hundred thousand yuan.

That wouldn’t do.

Next time, he needed to pick a more upscale restaurant.

“Understood, Mr. Chen.”

Shen Rou nodded, inwardly sighing.

Mr. Chen was too good to his employees—he specifically ordered expensive dishes, and even the karaoke had to be top-tier.

…

“Mr. Chen, a toast to you.”

“If not for you, I wouldn’t be where I am today.”

As soon as Chen Mo returned to the banquet hall on the second floor, Li Shen approached with a glass of wine.

Chen Mo glanced at the banquet table behind Li Shen and saw that many others were also holding their glasses, eager to join in.

The last time he drank too much, it was because of these people toasting him.

Oh!

No, it was the time before last.

“Li Shen, Mr. Chen can’t drink alcohol.”

Before Chen Mo could respond, Shen Rou stepped forward and frowned.

She still vividly remembered how Chen Mo got drunk off fruit beer the other day.

“Then I’ll toast with juice instead.”

Soon, a glass of juice appeared in Chen Mo’s hand.

He figured—there was no way juice could get him drunk.

…

Some time later, Chen Mo let out a burp and looked at the glass in his hand.

Nope. He couldn’t drink another drop.

He waved off the employees still trying to toast him.

These guys—weren’t they here to eat?

All they wanted to do was toast him!

Shaking his head, he got up and looked around the banquet hall.

His gaze landed on Li Shen, who was chatting with a female employee.

That rascal. First to lead the toasts, then off flirting with a colleague.

Chen Mo smirked and walked over.

“Li Shen, how’s the food?”

“Mr. Chen, it’s delicious.”

Li Shen was flattered that Chen Mo personally approached him.

“Good! If it’s tasty, eat more. I noticed you haven’t touched your chopsticks in a while. Here, try this lobster.”

As he spoke, Chen Mo placed a lobster in front of Li Shen.

“And this duck leg, plus half a jar of caviar. Finish it all—eat your fill.”

“Mr. Chen, I’m already stuffed…”

Li Shen forced down the duck leg and patted his chest, feeling slightly suffocated.

“Here, wash it down with some wine. It’ll help you eat more.”

Chen Mo handed him half a bottle of red wine.

Li Shen looked at the bottle, feeling dizzy, but Mr. Chen was being so enthusiastic that he couldn’t refuse.

Forcing himself to drink half, he indeed felt less bloated, but now he was just full to the brim.

“Here are a few more prawns—just a little something to top it off. I’ll check on the others.”

Chen Mo casually placed several prawns in Li Shen’s bowl, patted his shoulder, and walked away.

Watching him leave, Li Shen nearly teared up.

Mr. Chen was great at everything—except for one flaw.

He was too good to his employees.

Chen Mo continued patrolling the banquet hall, seeking out those who had been the most eager to toast him earlier.

“This Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup is excellent. There’s still a big bowl left—don’t waste it.”

“Look at this sea cucumber—pure delicacy.”

“What? You’re too full? Here, have some fish soup. It’s good for digestion.”

…

After rounds of drinking and feasting, everyone was nearly stuffed to bursting.

Wei Yan stood up and announced, “Brothers and sisters, if you’re not in a hurry to head home, Mr. Chen has booked us a karaoke lounge. Feel free to go sing and have fun!”

After Shen Rou had booked the karaoke venue, she had notified Wei Yan to organize the next part of the night’s festivities.

Chen Mo had no plans to go himself—after all, with their boss around, the employees wouldn’t be able to truly relax.

…

The Next Morning

After finishing the breakfast Yang Duoduo brought him, Chen Mo arrived at the company.

Leaning comfortably in his gaming chair, he sipped the coffee Shen Rou had prepared for him.

Today was an important day.

That’s right.

Today was the system’s settlement day.

He focused his consciousness on the system panel.

[Host: Chen Mo]

[System Funds: 308/400 million]

[Personal Assets: 1,942]

[Settlement Cycle: One Month (Countdown: 2 hours 38 minutes…)]

Thanks to yesterday’s efforts, he had finally brought his system funds down to under 400,000.

Just this morning, he had checked with the business department—no new revenue had come in.

That meant no unexpected customer payments.

He had also kept an eye on Li Shen—no sneaky business like liquidating excess inventory this time.

Cangxue Games was still developing its new game, while the rest were operating at a loss.

Timing, location, and harmony—all were in place.

This system settlement was his!

In the distance, Shen Rou had been quietly observing Chen Mo.

Noticing his frequent smiles today, she couldn’t help but wonder—

Did something really good happen to Mr. Chen?

Why was he this happy?

…

At Cangxue Games

Wei Yan trudged into the office, looking utterly drained.

Those guys had partied too hard last night. They didn’t return until the middle of the night.

“Morning, Manager Fang.”

“How come you’re not eating breakfast today?”

Passing by the manager’s office, Wei Yan noticed that Fang Chang, who always had breakfast at this time, was skipping his meal.

It was unusual.

“Morning, Director Wei. I’m just not hungry.”

Fang Chang recalled last night’s events.

Mr. Chen had practically forced a massive bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall on him.

No—wait. That wasn’t a bowl.

That was a basin.

He had already been full, but after that, he was beyond stuffed—almost unable to walk.

Even this morning, he still felt bloated.

“Manager Fang, good news! Tianlong Games suddenly received a huge influx of revenue!”

Zhao Bowen burst into the office, looking exhilarated.