PDLP Chapter 296 Company
Chapter 296 Company
Lu Ran recalled the countless days and nights he spent in Summoner's Rift in his previous life.
Those weekends spent playing games all night, those five-man platoons in internet cafes, those brothers who high-fived when they won and mocked each other when they lost.
Those people, those events, those times—they can never be relived.
But he can bring this game to the world, allowing players in this world to experience that joy as well.
This is probably the greatest happiness for time travelers—you can get back what you've lost in another way.
He picked up his phone and glanced at the data on the TUTU (tuk-tuk).
Daily active users: 92 million.
It's still rising.
He smiled, put his phone aside, and closed his eyes.
Starting tomorrow, I'll be quite busy.
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On Monday morning, Lu Ran got up very early, which was unusual for him.
Shen Yuege was still making breakfast in the kitchen when she heard the noise and peeked out. She saw him struggling to move onto the wheelchair, so she quickly put down the spatula and ran over to help.
"Slow down." She held his arm. "Don't put weight on your right leg, I'll do it."
"It's okay, I'm used to it." Lu Ran sat up straight and stretched his left leg. "I've been in a wheelchair every day for the past few days, and I've even gotten the hang of it."
Shen Yuege rolled her eyes at him and turned to go to the kitchen to get breakfast.
Today's breakfast was plentiful—millet porridge, fried eggs, steamed sweet potatoes, cucumber salad, and a dish of pickled radishes she made herself.
"Eating so much?" Lu Ran looked at the table full of food, somewhat surprised.
"You have to go to the company today, you can't go without eating well." Shen Yuege sat down opposite him. "Besides, you'll probably be busy all day, and it's not certain you'll even have lunch."
Lu Ran was taken aback: "How did you know I was going to the company today?"
"You were talking in your sleep last night," Shen Yuege said without changing her expression. "You kept repeating things like 'League of Legends,' 'open beta,' and '100 million users' all night long."
"..." Lu Ran touched his nose somewhat awkwardly, "I've said so much..."
"Wait... I'm in my room, you're in your room, how do you know what I'm saying?"
"I was just worried, so I came to check on you tonight." Shen Yuege put a piece of dried radish into his bowl. "Eat quickly, and I'll take you to the company after you finish."
Lu Ran obediently lowered his head and drank his porridge, not daring to say anything more.
After breakfast, Shen Yuege drove him to the headquarters of TuTu Technology.
As the car entered the park, Lu Ran saw through the car window that the parking lot in front of the company was full of cars.
Today is Monday, but it's 7:30 in the morning, and there's still an hour before the normal start time for work.
"You're here so early?" Shen Yuege was also a little surprised.
"It must have been Brother Zhou who notified us of today's meeting," Lu Ran said. "Those guys in the tech department probably didn't go home last night."
Shen Yuege parked the car, took a folding wheelchair from the trunk, unfolded it, and pushed it to the side of the car door. Lu Ran moved from the passenger seat to the wheelchair, his movements already quite practiced.
"I'll take you upstairs." Shen Yuege pushed the wheelchair towards the building.
"No need, I can manage myself," Lu Ran said. "Go back and get back to your work. You haven't finished dealing with the post-Super Girl competition matters yet, have you?"
"Then be careful." Shen Yuege squatted down and covered his legs with the blanket. "Let me know when the elevator arrives."
"Okay, okay." Lu Ran waved his hand. "You should go back now."
Shen Yuege stood up, hesitated for a moment, bent down and gently kissed his forehead, then turned and walked away quickly.
Lu Ran sat in his wheelchair, watching her figure disappear at the end of the parking lot, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
The elevator doors opened, and Lu Ran pushed his wheelchair inside, pressing the button for his floor.
As the elevator ascended, he looked at himself against the brightly lit wall inside—wearing a suit and tie, his right leg in a cast and resting on a wheelchair, his expression serious. If you ignored his leg, he certainly looked like a CEO.
He couldn't help but laugh.
A year ago, he was a cow or horse that had transmigrated from another world.
A year later, he married a beautiful and wealthy woman, became the chairman of the board, and reached the pinnacle of his life.
Life is truly full of unexpected things.
When the elevator doors opened, the receptionist almost didn't recognize him at first glance.
"Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu?!" She stood up abruptly, her chair sliding back with a jarring sound.
"Good morning." Lu Ran smiled at her. "Has Brother Zhou arrived yet?"
"We're here!" The young woman nodded hurriedly. "President Zhou arrived at seven o'clock, and Brother Wang from the technical department and the others are here too. They're all waiting in the main conference room."
Lu Ran nodded and pushed the wheelchair toward the conference room.
The corridor was quiet, but you could feel a tense yet excited atmosphere.
Every employee who passed by would stop when they saw him, greet him with "Good morning, Mr. Lu," and then walk away quickly, as if they were rushing to do something important.
Lu Ran knew that everyone was waiting for today's meeting.
Zhou Mingzhe should have already released the news that "League of Legends" has been approved.
The tech team knows they need to develop a new game, the operations team knows they need to launch a major promotional campaign, and the marketing team knows they need to contact the media and streamers.
Everyone was waiting for his instructions.
The meeting room door was open, and when Lu Ran pushed the wheelchair in, it was already full of people.
Zhou Mingzhe sat on the left side of the long table, with a stack of documents and a laptop spread out in front of him.
He was wearing a white shirt today, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and looked very energetic, but the dark circles under his eyes betrayed him—he must have stayed up late again last night.
Old Wang from the tech department sat opposite him, holding a cup of coffee that had gone cold, with an open laptop in front of him, the screen densely covered with code.
Sitting next to him were several core members of the technical department, each of them looking half-asleep, but with an irrepressible excitement in their eyes.
Xiao Yang from the operations department sat next to Lao Wang, holding a printed preheating plan in his hand, making final revisions to it with a red pen.
Behind her sat several young women from the operations department, each with a pile of documents spread out in front of them; some were making data charts, while others were writing copy.
Old Zhao from the marketing department was sitting across from Xiao Yang, making a phone call. His voice was very low, but you could hear keywords like "yes, yes, next Wednesday, press conference, e-sports club, game streamer".
They were quite worried about Lu Ran during the time he was injured.
On the one hand, they were worried about Lu Ran's health, and on the other hand, they were worried about the company's operations.
Now things are better. Lu Ran is back with a new project, which has given them hope and motivation.
When Lu Ran entered the room, everyone's eyes turned to him.
"Good morning, Mr. Lu." Zhou Mingzhe was the first to stand up.
Then everyone stood up, and the conference room was filled with the sound of "Good morning, President Lu".
"Sit down, sit down." Lu Ran waved his hand, pushed the wheelchair to the front of the long table, and parked it. "Don't be so polite, we're not strangers."
He glanced at everyone present and then laughed: "Looks like Brother Zhou really put you through some trouble last night."
Old Wang said with a bitter face, "President Zhou called me at 11 pm last night and said that there would be a project initiation meeting today, and asked me to call everyone in the technical department. I spent two hours on the phone, dragging everyone out of bed one by one."
Xiao Yang also complained, "I was still revising the plan at 2 a.m. last night, and I didn't go to sleep until 4 a.m., and then I got up again at 7 a.m.
Zhou Mingzhe adjusted his glasses, his expression unchanged: "The project is important. We'll give everyone a make-up leave after we're done with this."
"No need for compensatory leave," Old Wang said. "Just give out more bonuses."
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