Chapter 115: Ten Million to Earn Thirty Billion! Ye Manman: Su Yan Can Also Speak Korean!
Liu Zhenyu felt as if his world had shattered. He never imagined that his mother would wear black stockings—at least not after she was bare-legged when he last saw her. But after meeting that young man, two strands of black silk had mysteriously been left behind.
The realization hit him hard, confirming what he had overheard before. It was impossible not to understand what had happened.
Meanwhile, time passed swiftly for Ye Manman, but she wished that moment could last forever. The night she spent with Su Yan was one she would never forget.
The next morning, as they woke, Ye Manman nestled into Su Yan's arms, her voice soft and affectionate. "Xiaoyan, you're truly amazing. If I hadn't met you, I'd have lived my life in vain."
Su Yan smiled, gently stroking her face. Ye Manman was just the type of mature woman he found irresistible—full, sensual, and hard to take your eyes off.
"Let's get ready to head to Han Country," Su Yan suggested casually.
Ye Manman smiled back. "Let's stop by to buy some more black stockings before we go. I'm afraid we'll run out."
Su Yan laughed. "No need, Aunt Ye. In Han Country, stockings are everywhere. Their youth industry is pretty advanced, so we can get whatever we want once we're there."
Ye Manman blushed slightly, her gaze tender. "Alright, Auntie will listen to you."
By ten in the morning, they set off for Han Country. The flight was only two hours long, but due to the time difference, they arrived at around 1 p.m. local time.
"Aunt Ye, have you ever been to Han Country before?" Su Yan asked as they left the airport, stepping into the brisk, chilly air.
Ye Manman shook her head. "No, I haven't. All of my business dealings are in China. The farthest I've been is Hong Kong."
Her eyes wandered over the people walking by, and she noted something odd. "Xiaoyan, don't you think the women here look a bit strange?"
Su Yan chuckled. "Yeah, the cold wave has really taken over here. Honestly, I find most people in Han Country look pretty ugly. After all their surgeries, even their parents wouldn't recognize them."
He paused, thinking. "And by the time they're thirty or forty, they look like monsters. It's impossible for them to be as beautiful as you, Aunt Ye."
Ye Manman blushed deeply at the compliment. Su Yan was always so smooth with his words. Meanwhile, Su Yan's thoughts drifted toward Li Fuzhen, the heiress of the Samsung empire. Now, she was a true beauty with a natural elegance that set her apart from the plastic-faced socialites of Han Country.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Su Yan flagged down a taxi and started speaking in fluent Korean, directing the driver to Smilegate Company. Ye Manman, sitting beside him, stared in disbelief.
"Xiaoyan… You can speak Korean?" She couldn't contain her shock. "When did you learn that?"
Su Yan shrugged nonchalantly. "I picked it up here and there. Didn't expect it to come in handy today."
He leaned back in his seat. "Let's head to Smilegate first. There's a cocktail party tonight too."
As it turned out, Su Yan had already informed his connections in the United States that he was visiting Han Country, so a small party had been arranged in his honor. According to one of his associates, Li Fuzhen herself might make an appearance.
Su Yan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought. While it might not be possible to get too close to her just yet, it would be enough to leave a lasting impression. After all, no one could resist his charm for long.
Smilegate was a small and relatively unknown company in Han Country. From development to production, it was mostly garbage. But their project CrossFire had potential. By 2024, it would generate over a billion yuan in revenue, even with Tencent taking a large share. If Su Yan could acquire CrossFire now, the game's untapped monetization potential would generate billions annually.
For an investment of just ten million yuan, Su Yan stood to earn thirty billion in return. The prospect was exhilarating, and this acquisition was the first item on his agenda in Han Country.
Ye Manman, sitting beside him, couldn't help but feel awe-struck. This boy, who was only the age of her son, was so talented that it was beyond comprehension. Gambling, finance, investments—there seemed to be nothing he couldn't master.
"Xiaoyan," she said with admiration, "you're incredible. Compared to you, Auntie is truly a novice."
Su Yan gave her a warm smile, but didn't say anything. Soon, they arrived at the somewhat shabby building where Smilegate's office was located—on the third floor of a run-down office block in the outskirts of the city.
At the reception, a polite young woman greeted them. "Are you Mr. Su Yan from China?"
She looked over at Ye Manman, assuming she was Su Yan's translator. But when Su Yan responded fluently in Korean, saying, "Yes, I'm here to discuss a game project," the receptionist's eyes widened in surprise.
Not long after, Su Yan and Ye Manman were seated in the general manager's office. The manager, Hong Youbin, looked nervous. He had been warned that this Mr. Su was no ordinary visitor—his superiors had instructed him to treat Su Yan with the utmost care.
Smilegate was on its last legs financially, and their last hope rested on Battlefield King. If they could secure a deal with Tencent to act as the publisher, it might just save the company.
"Mr. Su," Hong said, his voice tense, "are you interested in acting as the publisher for Battlefield King?"
But as far as Hong knew, Rongyan Investment wasn't known for its involvement in the gaming industry. In fact, it was a relatively new company. Was Su Yan here to negotiate a fair price, or was he aiming for something else?
Su Yan smiled, his gaze steady. "No, I'm not here for Battlefield King."
He paused, letting the tension hang in the air.
"I'm here for CrossFire."
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