Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 35
“Holy sh*t!”
The big boss came out to greet her personally?!
The receptionist sprang to her feet the moment she saw the scene unfold, heart thumping in her chest.
D*mn, that was close!
She hadn’t expected that this young princess, who looked barely out of college, still with a baby face, could have such serious clout!
Even the CEO of their YiYou Platform came down a notch to greet her after hearing her name, smiling and bowing?
Tch tch, thank goodness she’d behaved properly.
The receptionist grinned nervously, her back drenched in cold sweat.
And the next moment had her sweating even more—
But that princess? She didn’t even make a move to stand up.
Instead, she casually sucked on a lollipop, giving Yan Sheng a full five-second stare!
The awkwardness was suffocating by the time she finally rose slowly and waved a hand dismissively.
“No need for the fake pleasantries, President Yan. Let’s just talk in your office.”
Whoa—
The way Shen Miaomiao bluntly brushed him off made the receptionist suck in a sharp breath.
Did she just call him out to his face?!
What kind of background does she have to act this badass?!
Watching the group walk away, the receptionist felt her liver tremble.
Once they were out of sight, she quickly picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and whispered into her mic:
“Yo, you guys there? Big gossip alert! Someone insanely powerful just came to our company!”
“Like, no joke, this little girl might look young, but she had our boss acting like her grandkid!”
“Seriously, what kind of background does she have...?”
“Please, have a seat, President Shen.”
Inside the office, Yan Sheng motioned for his secretary to make tea and gestured for Shen Miaomiao to take a seat on the sofa.
“Your sudden visit caught me completely off guard. I would've come out to greet you properly if I’d known.”
Looking at the scowling young lady of the Shen family, Yan Sheng’s brain kicked into overdrive—processing so hard it felt like his CPU was about to overheat.
There was no question: the woman in front of him was Shen Wanlin’s precious daughter.
And more than that—she was the CEO of Golden Wind Game Technology Co., Ltd.
Yes, the same company that wiped out mid-sized game competitors with just two goofy but wildly popular titles.
But what was she here for today?
She should be celebrating her two-week sales win streak, not coming here with that look on her face.
If anything, shouldn’t she be thanking him, not...
So—
“President Shen, is there... some kind of misunderstanding between us?”
Yan Sheng asked cautiously.
“Misunderstanding?”
Shen Miaomiao pulled the lollipop from her mouth, eyes sharp.
“President Yan, do you think I took a high-speed train for over 40 minutes and traveled more than a hundred kilometers... over a misunderstanding?”
“No, no, that’s not what I meant,”
Yan Sheng quickly waved his hands, forcing a grin.
“I just meant... What exactly brings you here today?”
For heaven’s sake!
Princess, I really have no idea why you’re here!
You wanna bring the heat? Fine—but at least tell me what crime I committed first?!
Yan Sheng was all question marks, completely lost.
But to Shen Miaomiao? He was obviously playing dumb.
I’ve already confronted you face-to-face and you still dare act clueless? Are you messing with me?!
“Fine. Fine. Fine.”
She nodded, her voice laced with sarcasm.
“President Yan’s got important business to handle—no time to entertain a ‘small, worthless company’ like ours. I get it.”
Before Yan Sheng could say another word, she took the folder from Chu Qingzhou and slapped it down on the table with a loud smack, folding her arms.
“You say this event was fair and just?”
“Then how come out of 168 leaderboard refreshes, we landed on page nine 130 times?”
“You claim full transparency?”
“Then explain why, despite ranking 428th in votes during the first round, we were blowing up in player discussions?”
“Go on—explain it to me.”
Boom.
A barrage of pointed questions left Yan Sheng speechless.
Seeing that, Shen Miaomiao sneered.
“President Yan, how about this—we just cancel the whole event?”
“If you’ve already decided the winner, just push them to the top directly, why bother dragging a tiny game company like us down with you?”
Then with a loud crunch, she bit through her lollipop and suddenly slammed the table.
BANG!
“How about I get my dad over here and let Shen Capital be your ‘patsy’ instead?!”
Her sudden outburst sent a jolt through Yan Sheng.
With the weight of Shen Capital bearing down—
Yan Sheng broke out in a cold sweat.
What the actual f*ck?!
Wasn’t it common knowledge that second-gen rich kids usually avoided leveraging their family power?
Why the hell did this princess start off swinging with her dad’s name?!
A straight punch like that?! Bro, I can’t block it!!
He flailed his hands, his face flushing red.
“No, no... I wouldn’t dare!”
“Please, calm down... Let me take a look at the materials first...”
Yan Sheng swore—he had never been scolded like this in his entire life!
And the worst part? She was just a girl barely in her twenties!
He was already past thirty, yet this college kid had him totally pinned!
But the real kicker—
As he flipped through the documents, his heart sank further with every page.
Shen Miaomiao’s accusations were spot on!
The data was detailed and solid enough to prove something fishy was going on with the random leaderboard!
And even though she didn’t have hard proof about the vote rankings, anyone with a functioning brain could tell there was shady business involved.
The more Yan Sheng read, the more alarmed he became. His head was burning.
He just wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.
His face turned red, then white, while rage simmered just below the surface like a volcano ready to blow!
Marketing Department. Those f*ers!!!**
His teeth clenched so hard his jaw creaked.
He didn’t need to ask—
That whole leaderboard and vote mess was clearly orchestrated by the Marketing Department.
Specifically—Sun Guoping.
It wasn’t the first time that bastard had pulled shady stunts like this.
Back when Yan Sheng hadn’t joined YiYou, he’d known about Sun’s tricks, but hadn’t taken immediate action.
But this time?
He had already issued strict orders—no funny business!
Yet Sun Guoping still dared to abuse his “company elder” status and manipulate things right under his nose!
It was obvious now.
Sun didn’t take him seriously at all. He probably thought Yan’s warnings in meetings were all bark, no bite.
That he’d eventually cave to the usual “unwritten rules” and turn a blind eye to these freeloading old-timers.
Sun Guoping, oh Sun Guoping...
Yan Sheng sighed bitterly in his heart.
You’ve really f***ed up this time.
Of all the people to mess with, you had to choose her?
This time, even if I wanted to let you go, Princess Shen never would!
You walk by the river long enough, you’re bound to get your shoes wet.
But today?
You just kicked a steel plate, buddy!!!
With that thought, Yan Sheng took a deep breath, put the documents down, and looked at the fuming Shen Miaomiao.
“I’m sorry, President Shen. This was a failure on my part—I take full responsibility.”
Then he shifted gears:
“But please trust me when I say I’m fully committed to fairness and transparency in this event.”
“And I promise you—”
“No matter if it’s the randomized leaderboard or the suspicious voting numbers—”
“Within three days, I will give you a satisfying explanation!”