Transmigrated as the Domineering Scumbag Alpha Forced into Marriage by a Delicate Subordinate (GL) - Chapter 13

Tang Yun was led by Assistant Jian to the Xun Dao project team’s regular meeting. With only three minutes to go, the conference room was already bustling with noise. Even through the door, you could hear the intense arguments inside.

“CEO Guan’s style of leading a team is like this: free expression, a hundred schools of thought contending. You’ll need to get used to voicing your opinions loudly,” Assistant Jian explained to Tang Yun with a smile.

She pushed open the conference room door. The employees near the door noticed Jian Zhen, nudged the arms of their colleagues, and coughed loudly twice. Only then did the entire conference room gradually quiet down.

During this entire process, Jian Zhen didn’t say a word, and Guan Li, who was sitting at the far end of the room directly facing the door, also remained silent.

Once the room was completely quiet, Jian Zhen laughed brightly: “CEO Guan, sorry, it seems we’re late.”

Guan Li slowly stood up and nodded toward Jian Zhen: “Not at all. We tech people just have poor time management and started early.”

“And this is?” Guan Li’s gaze fell upon Tang Yun behind Jian Zhen, as if he genuinely didn’t recognize Tang Yun.

“This is Secretary Tang. We’re placing her in your project for some experience. She has a pretty good educational background and a relevant major,” Jian Zhen introduced.

“CEO Qin’s instruction?” Guan Li asked.

“Yes,” Jian Zhen nodded.

Guan Li chuckled softly and shook his head: “Honestly, why didn’t she tell me in advance? I would have prepared a welcome ceremony.”

“Excuse me, Assistant Jian, which project has Secretary Tang handled before? We’d like to talk about it,” a bespectacled man in a plaid shirt next to Guan Li suddenly stood up and asked.

“Secretary Tang is a fresh graduate,” Jian Zhen said.

A scoff echoed in the conference room. It wasn’t too loud or too soft—just enough to make Tang Yun feel awkward.

“So… young. In that case, never mind,” the bespectacled man laughed, satisfied, and sat down.

“Alright, experience is built up little by little. Young people need to learn and gain experience. Lin Hao, you can mentor Secretary Tang,” Guan Li intervened.

The Lin Hao who was called out was the bespectacled man who had just spoken up. He gave a forced smile and reluctantly accepted the task.

“Then I won’t interrupt your meeting,” Jian Zhen nodded at Vice President Guan and turned to leave.

“Assistant Jian, why don’t you sit down and chat with us? More minds are better than one,” Guan Li still tried to persuade her.

“No, no. I don’t understand the technical matters, so I won’t waste your time,” Jian Zhen smiled and opened the conference room door.

Guan Li smiled as he watched Jian Zhen leave, then his gaze returned to Tang Yun. The curve of his lips didn’t change, but his face was filled with disdain when looking at Tang Yun.

“Miss Tang, please find a seat,” Guan Li said.

Outside the door, Jian Zhen hurried toward the CEO’s office.

“Did you send her over?” Qin Jue asked.

“Yes, I did. They seemed a bit unwelcoming toward Secretary Tang. Frankly, I don’t think it was necessary to rush her into getting experience like this,” Jian Zhen said.

Qin Jue shifted her gaze from the screen and stared at Jian Zhen, smiling: “I only asked if you personally sent her over.”

The emphasis in Qin Jue’s sentence was on “personally.” Jian Zhen froze, realizing she had spoken too much. She quickly replied: “Yes, I personally sent her over.”

She didn’t understand why Qin Jue would arrange Tang Yun this way. When Qin Jue personally took care of hiring such a person, she thought Tang Yun was Qin Jue’s kept lover. Especially after meeting the innocent little Omega face-to-face, she became even more certain of her guess. When processing Tang Yun’s onboarding, she had already cleared it with a few colleagues in the secretarial office, fully expecting to treat her like a trophy when she arrived. But unexpectedly, after Tang Yun only showed her face in the secretary’s office, Qin Jue immediately packed her off to Vice President Guan’s team. Those people in the project team were arrogant and had low emotional intelligence. Tang Yun’s gossip had been brewing in the company for several days; they wouldn’t necessarily treat Tang Yun gently like Jian Zhen would.

Why would CEO Qin treat a young lover this way? Or was she giving Tang Yun the green light while also not wanting to be too flashy, so she thought that with Jian Zhen personally introducing her, Guan Li would understand the subtle meaning?

In any case, it was a matter between Qin Jue and Tang Yun. Although Jian Zhen didn’t understand, she didn’t actually need to. She only needed to follow Qin Jue’s orders. Asking more was pointless.

In the two seconds of silence, several thoughts raced through Jian Zhen’s mind. She shouldn’t have said that extra bit just now, so she’d better quickly admit her mistake.

But Qin Jue suddenly smiled, not giving her a chance to confess.

“She’ll probably feel a little wronged. Go have lunch with her at noon, listen to her vent a little, and give her some career advice if she needs it,” Qin Jue said.

Jian Zhen: “Huh? Okay.”

What did that mean? Can’t bear for the little lover to feel wronged? Then why didn’t she go and console her herself!

In the conference room, a group of people debated heatedly about how to increase player stickiness and stimulate consumption. It all boiled down to manipulating numbers: cultivating characters that require spending, creating weapons that require spending, and designing new dungeons with difficulty levels that ensured you couldn’t complete them without spending enough.

No one solicited the opinion of the newcomer, Tang Yun, nor did anyone briefly introduce the topic they were discussing. Tang Yun was left at the far end of the long table. Everyone just assumed she was a forced addition, a mere decoration.

After all, a young and pretty Omega. They couldn’t refuse to take her, and at least she had some role in boosting morale.

Tang Yun brought a pen and notebook. She took notes while others spoke. Her cheap mentor, Lin Hao, glanced at her and scoffed softly, “Can you even understand it?”

Tang Yun could understand. Although she hadn’t been to school for a long time, it didn’t mean she had let her abilities lapse. Moreover, she had a good grasp of the background and current difficulties of the Xun Dao project from the materials Qin Jue and Jian Zhen had given her.

In fact, she had an idea that ran contrary to what this group was discussing, but she didn’t think she was wrong.

Most of the morning passed in a blink of an eye. They debated a numerical model that they claimed was optimal for difficulty. Guan Li’s opinion was to just implement it first and see what happened. The group dispersed noisily after the meeting. As most people were leaving, Tang Yun called out to her nominal mentor.

“Brother Lin, I have a question,” Tang Yun said.

Lin Hao stopped. For the sake of Tang Yun being the only Omega under his wing, he decided to patiently hear her out: “What is it?”

“Do we, the planners, actually play Xun Dao?” Tang Yun asked.

“Ha!” Lin Hao burst out laughing, giving Tang Yun a thumbs-up.

“Does he play the fart? No one plays this garbage,” Lin Hao said.

“Exactly! The essence of Xun Dao is the rush of power you get after spending money and then crushing weaker players. But to people who see through the nature of number manipulation games, there’s no gameplay at all. So, as the game ages, player loss is inevitable,” Tang Yun said.

“Are you suggesting we just disband?” Lin Hao asked.

“No, I mean, can we figure out a way to improve the gameplay of Xun Dao, perhaps by innovating some new modes?” Tang Yun asked.

“Innovate modes? How? Who will implement it? Who will test it? What if it doesn’t work?” Lin Hao threw out a series of questions.

“Our current goal is how to improve based on the existing model, not to build a new one,” he sighed, lowering his voice. “I know you look down on the number-based model, but only by forcing spending can we be profitable. The current model generates huge profits. So, even if it’s a piece of crap, as long as it makes money, don’t think about changing it.”

“Besides, you might only find out after you try to change it that you can’t even produce a piece of crap this good,” Lin Hao scoffed.

“What if we keep the big framework the same but add some new modes? When the current players get tired of our routines, we give them some new ones that require a certain level of skill. We can lengthen the game’s lifespan through repeated practice, giving players some positive feedback similar to achieving success through effort,” Tang Yun continued.

These ideas had been brewing in her mind since she first stayed up all night to study the proposal. At that time, she only wrote a rough outline, but she had been refining it repeatedly in her mind these past few days and felt it was relatively complete, which was why she wanted to bring it up at the project meeting.

After she finished, Lin Hao didn’t immediately respond. Instead, he looked at her with a complicated expression.

“Well, if you’ve thought it all through, why don’t you make a small game and show it to us? If we all think it’s interesting and can be integrated into the main framework, then we’ll integrate it,” Lin Hao said.

Tang Yun’s eyes lit up. Excitement surged through her: “Great!”

She grabbed her laptop and ran back to her workstation. She didn’t see Lin Hao shaking his head and sighing behind her.

“Young people,” Lin Hao lamented.

Tang Yun immediately got to work. Her workstation was still in the Secretary’s office. She set up her development environment and began furiously typing code, seemingly existing in a different world from the people around her.

Her colleagues exchanged glances.

At lunchtime, Jian Zhen, remembering Qin Jue’s instructions, specifically came over to invite Tang Yun to lunch. However, Tang Yun was deeply engrossed in coding at her desk and didn’t even notice her.

Jian Zhen knocked on Tang Yun’s desk, and only then did Tang Yun awaken as if from a dream.

“Did you get an assignment on your first day?” Jian Zhen asked.

“Yes, I have an idea. I’m putting it together to show them,” Tang Yun said with a smile.

“Just a reminder, it’s time for lunch. Aren’t you hungry?” Jian Zhen found the highly motivated Tang Yun a little amusing.

“Ah, I guess I am a bit,” Tang Yun scratched her head sheepishly.

She felt like she had been away from her field for a long time. Now that she was finally back in her area of expertise, she hadn’t realized how quickly time had passed.

“Do you want to go to lunch together?” Jian Zhen asked.

“I’d love to,” Tang Yun was pleasantly surprised.

Changfeng Technology had its own cafeteria. Jian Zhen led her to get food. Changfeng was not short on money, and the employee meals were quite good. Tang Yun liked dishes with strong flavors. The stir-fried shredded beef and spicy chicken in the cafeteria were right up her alley. Jian Zhen got her a can of yogurt and placed it by her hand, sitting across from her, listening to her vividly describe how she convinced Lin Hao to give her a chance to prove herself.

Behind them, Guan Li watched Tang Yun and Assistant Jian chatting and laughing from afar, his eyes freezing over.

That Jian Zhen is impervious to influence; she’s one of Qin Jue’s trusted people. So, is Qin Jue trying to put this trophy, Tang Yun, next to him as a spy? Guan Li scoffed. Couldn’t Qin Jue have at least picked someone with a clean background and some intelligence?