Chapter 201：Back to the Apocalypse

Meng Wan grabbed a USB, entered the elevator, and pressed the number for the top floor. A colleague that was standing beside her giggled, "You're sending up data for Chief Zhou, right?"

"Yeah, Mr. Zhou always reviews our information every week, it's routine now. So today our department head made me send up the information first, before he calls us for it."

"This is all data, complex programs and code, how can he understand it? He didn't major in IT. I guess he probably just wants to see the person sending up the information." The colleague smiled meaningfully.

Meng Wan felt very embarrassed, she pushed her hands into her pockets and stayed silent. These past six months, Zhou Yun Sheng was madly pursuing her, but he was also maintaining ambiguous relationships with a lot of other women, so she felt very disgusted. Such a person, did he even know what love was? He only had ridiculous, possessive lust. Leave aside his money and status, he was nothing, he couldn't even match a fingertip of Zhifei's.

The colleague saw Meng Wan's expression sink like a shipwreck, guessed that their joke went too far, and stopped their teasing.

On the top floor of the company, Meng Wan headed straight to the president's office but subconsciously glanced into the secretary's office in passing. Xiao Sun was answering the phone, his face very pale, he seemed to be somewhat nervous, preoccupied.

The corner of Meng Wan's mouth hooked up, she looked away and knocked on the neighboring office's door.

"Come in." A man's voice resounded.

Meng Wan pushed open the door and saw that Zhou Yun Sheng was using his computer, his hair meticulously combed back, revealing an angular, handsome, unsmiling face, and a pair of slightly narrowed beautiful peach eyes, he looked very engrossed. They say that men were at their most attractive when they looked serious, there was no doubt that the current Zhou Yun Sheng could charm most of the women in the country, even with his history of being a womanizer.

Unfortunately, Meng Wan happened to be one of the few women who wouldn't be confused by Zhou Yun Sheng. She had her own determination and judgment. Thinking of this, Meng Wan retracted her gaze, and handed over the drive, "Chief Zhou, here's the information you wanted."

"Yes, put it down over there. Oh right, I lent you 3 million before, you still remember?" Zhou Yun Sheng didn't lift his head to ask.

"I remember." Meng Wan's heart clenched, afraid the other side would use the money to force her to submit to him.

"Have your finances improved yet?"

"It's still bad." Meng Wan said, humiliated.

"That so… okay from now on your salary and end of year bonus will be used to repay the debt. Please fill in these loan receipts. Since we're old friends, I won't accept interest."

Meng Wan gawked at the man, who was still seriously operating the computer, unable to believe her ears. She thought that the money was gifted to her, now what's this about paying it back?

"Mmm, well this is unexpected. You don't want to pay it back or write out a loan slip? You planned to renege on your debt? Please tell me, what's your relationship with me? Why should I give you 3 million for no reason? You think you can take my money, but you don't have to return it, tell me, in what world do you live in? Even prostitutes have more principles than you." Zhou Yun Sheng finally looked up, his eyes full of ridicule and contempt.

Meng Wan's self-esteem was very huge, hearing such malicious words from the man who had previously only lavishly praised her, her mind went numb, her fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"Fine, I'll write you the loan receipts. You can take it from my salary too." Meng Wan knew that if she didn't write out the loan receipts, she would be forced to go to bed with Zhou Yun Sheng, so she took out a pen, filled in the loan receipts, threw down the USB and walked away, slamming the door behind her.

Three years of working in vain for ZHOU? Dream on! After three years, ZHOU would cease to exist, she couldn't wait to see how Zhou Yun Sheng would end up.

After Meng Wan left the office, she called her boyfriend to whine. Fang Zhifei hated Zhou family to the bone, while comforting his girlfriend, he urged his insider contact to speed things up.

The things that were going to happen, even after so many years, they were still vivid in Zhou Yun Sheng's mind. It was the first time he'd ever felt so much misery, if his psychological quality wasn't so excellent, he would've definitely collapsed. He felt that the Lord God was the cook, the system was the seasoning, and those whose souls were swallowed up were the ingredients. The Lord God used frying, boiling and other methods to process these souls to take on its favorite flavor, then it ate them.

Eat in excess, eventually, you'll burst! With this mocking sentence in his heart, Zhou Yun Sheng opened the information sent from the R & D department, as usual, he modified the original code and made a backup, then had his secretary send it back.

The next work day, he was not surprised to find that the backup file had been copied and stolen. In order to protect against this, he had installed a monitoring software in his own computer, to monitor whoever touched his computer behind his back and see what information they shifted through. As soon as an abnormality occurred, the software would promptly record the evidence and email it to him.

He opened his mail, and Secretary Xiao Sun's sweaty face appeared on the screen. He anxiously downloaded the files and cleaned up all traces of his presence. Last life, Xiao Sun had stolen the files and sold them to Fang Zhifei, who preemptively filed copyright on the game. Then he declared that he would take ZHOU Tech to court at ZHOU's game conference panel, demanding huge amounts of compensation from ZHOU.

This was a typical 'thief cries thief' scenario, but the copyright was already in his hands, and Xiao Sun had cleanly destroyed all evidence of his data stealing. At that time, Zhou Yun Sheng had also fallen into another one of Fang Zhifei's schemes, leading to total ruin and a prison sentence, so his company naturally lost the lawsuit.

ZHOU was scandal ridden, the stock quickly fell off the board, the newly developed game couldn't be listed, and tens of millions in production costs went to waste. The professionals jumped ship, taking away customers and core technology. ZHOU quickly declined, and Fang Zhifei, who'd received huge amounts of compensation from the suit, used the money to recruit the talented people fleeing ZHOU, then improved and promoted the game. During the first year alone, he earned hundreds of millions in profit, turning his small company into the IT industry's promising rookie.

Since then, his business grew bigger and better, and Meng Wan embarked on the road of artistic creation, going farther and farther, becoming a world famous artist.

At that time, Zhou Yun Sheng clearly had tens of thousands of ways to stand back up. The so-called elite of the R & D department took years to make that game, while he only needed a few days to complete a game, and the animation, effects, characters, scenery, gameplay and other aspects would definitely out-rank the world's most popular MMO game, but he'd been helpless.

One word from the villain system, 'DENIED', pressed down all his resistance. He could only grind his teeth from the sidelines as the hero and heroine completed their journey, and the system made him walk step by step to his death.

Fuck, just thinking about it still depresses me! This time, the rules of the game are set by me, let's have some fun! As he invaded Xiao Sun's computer, his smile could be called ferocious.

Fang Zhifei also had a hidden identity called 'Trojan Horse Massacre', China's top hacker. He never met with Xiao Sun in person, they traded online. After Xiao Sun sent the stolen information to him, he disappeared off the internet, so when Xiao Sun was arrested later, he didn't even know his own employer's name, he also didn't know the whole story.

Only God knew how much Zhou Yun Sheng had wanted a computer while he was standing before the plaintiff seat. He could've quickly and easily found all traces of Fang Zhifei's activities on the internet. Fang Zhifei called himself a hacker with such amateur skills, what a joke.

Even now, he still couldn't forget the feeling of having the ability to rule, yet being forced to let himself be dominated by others. During that time, the system's most spoken word to him was 'DENIED', he could never stand it.

He found evidence of Fang Zhifei's trade with Xiao Sun on the network, thought for a moment, then decided to not send Fang Zhifei to his death right away. Everything he'd experienced in this world, he wanted to let Fang Zhifei taste it too.

He cut out the evidence of Fang Zhifei's real identity, downloaded it onto a USB, and put it into his drawer, then he called Meng Wan, inviting her to dinner.

Meng Wan has gracefully declined his invitations numerous times, but he keeps bothering her, so she occasionally reluctantly agrees.

They went to a five-star hotel's restaurant, and Zhou Yun Sheng sat down first. He hadn't pulled out Meng Wan's chair and spread out her napkin like he usually does, he just picked up the menu and browsed through it.

Meng Wan was habitually standing next to her chair, waiting. When she saw this scene, her complexion turned ugly, but a passing waiter gave her a meaningful glance, then came forward to rescue her.

Zhou Yun Sheng ordered his own meal, then finally handed the menu to Meng Wan. After a few minutes, a waitress brought the pre-dinner wine, and filled the wineglasses, her hands trembling slightly. The pale golden sunshine outside the window had sprinkled onto Zhou Yun Sheng's face, giving him a noble atmosphere and holy glow.

Meng Wan's eyes had decided to fix on him, and she struggled to move them away. Although she hated Zhou Yun Sheng, she had to admit that the man's looks had a devastating effect.

They sat opposite each other in silence, then suddenly, Zhou Yun Sheng received a phone call.

"The copyright has been filed? Good, don't forget to patent the other tech. And don't just apply for it in China, do the same in the U.S. It's already entered the publicity stage over in the U.S? Great, excellent, you'll get a raise when you come back." Zhou Yun Sheng hung up the phone, his mood clearly pleased.

Meng Wan was rattled, she forcefully composed herself and asked, "What copyright, what publicity stage?"

"Naturally it's for 'Magic World Mastery'. That game's copyright." Zhou Yun Sheng sipped his wine, his light pink lips were dyed a deep red, looking like a bewitching yokai.

"And it's been declared successful? How come I haven't heard anything about this?" Xiao Sun was the most trusted subordinate under Zhou Yun Sheng, such a big event, how could he not know ah!

"It has indeed been declared successful. I just sent someone to do it on a whim, no big deal." Zhou Yun Sheng carefreely waved. China's IT industry was still in the early stages with MMO games in this era, many companies didn't attach importance to copyrighting their games. However, in the interstellar era, the protection of people's intellectual property was very strict, even when it was still in the developmental phases, everyone would declare various kinds of copyrights and patents to prevent infringement, piracy and other illegal activities.

Zhou Yun Sheng couldn't stand this role the Lord God had arranged for him, in his opinion, the Zhou Yun Sheng he was forced to play was simply a moron!

What's not a big deal? Do you know how much money was needed to buy the game's original code and seize the copyright? 2 million ah! That's equivalent to two years profit from our company!

Meng Wan almost grabbed Zhou Yun Sheng's collar to interrogate him. For the past two years, no one knew better than her how hard things were for Zhifei, he'd lobbied for a long time to transfer out that 2 million from the company's account, and now it was all for nothing, the other shareholders would certainly hold him responsible.

Now what? How can we recover the loss?

Meng Wan looked to be seriously cutting her steak, but in fact, her heart was already in a perilous state.

Zhou Yun Sheng enjoyed the process of teasing the prey, watching them teeter on the edges of despair or hope, that kind of spiritual pleasure couldn't be described in words. He was waiting for a counterattack from Fang Zhifei, eagerly looking forward to showing off a few new tricks in this world.

He knew, the Lord God couldn't only absorb energy through processing the captured souls, it also gained energy through the fortune of the sons of fate. These so-called sons of fate, bluntly put, were its neurons' axons. When these axons were all cut off, it would become weak and vulnerable.

His destructive behavior had accidentally awakened Zong Yi, that's why they'd always reincarnated together.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yun Sheng revealed a slight gentle smile, but a moment later, his faint smile was replaced by shock. He suddenly stood up, not only toppling over his chair, but also dropping his glass, the red liquid pouring onto his suit's trousers, but this didn't even earn the slightest bit of his attention.

His hawkish, keen eyes roved over the crowd shuttling in and out of the hotel, and finally locked in on someone's back, a guest registering at the front desk.

The guest was very tall, at a glance he was at least 190 cm, broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, his body structured in the golden ratio. He wore an expensive, tailor made suit, which complimented his very explosive musculature, so that only a view of his back could capture the attention of most women.