At the board meeting, Lu Jian sat at the end of the long table, listening to the directors' reports, his eyebrows twisted into the word "Chuan"

I never expected that those little losers could persist for so long, and... their persistence caused the Lu Group to face an unprecedented financial crisis.

"Mr. Lu, I really don't understand why we have to go against Xingchen."

"Our company's performance has declined sharply this quarter, and it is really inappropriate to continue the stalemate with them."

Everyone knows that going against Xingchen is harmful to others, but no one dares to say it out loud.

Several directors also expressed dissatisfaction with Lu Jian's decision, and said sideways: "Even though they are a small company, they have a huge market, and they are all young people. They were about to go bankrupt. What happened on the second anniversary some time ago?"

There are actually many people supporting the souvenir crowdfunding project..."

“What is crowdfunding?”

"have no idea..."

"Have not heard."

"A new thing for young people."

Lu Jian's face became darker and darker. He originally thought that it would take a matter of minutes to bring down a small company like Xingchen, but he didn't expect that they could still hold on after months of delay...

He actually underestimated this guy Shen Kuo.

Meng Zhining was right, young people should not be bullied, and Lu Jian saw a bit of her own youth in him.

In addition, Lu Zhen also made him feel unexpected and pleasantly surprised.

Lu Jian's mood is really complicated now. On the one hand, he feels inexplicable joy when he sees his son growing up, but on the other hand, he is very unwilling to do so.

The Lu Group has a huge business, how could it not be able to deal with such a small company!

"If we attack with all our strength, how long can they last?"

After the financial manager calculated it, he said to him: "At most, it will not exceed half a month, but Mr. Lu, our losses will be..."

"The last half month." Lu Jian stood up and slapped the pen in his hand on the table: "If they can persist, I will stop."

One night two weeks later, the moon was buried in thick clouds. Lu Yan came out of the recording studio and received a text message from Shen Kuo——

"I'm sorry, I let you down."

Lu Yan's heart felt empty. The early summer breeze was warm and soft, but she felt bitingly cold.

Several colleagues from the company behind him came down the stairs and patted Lu Yan on the shoulder: "We are going to sing tonight, our little diva, do you want to come with us?"

"No, no, I have something else to do." After speaking, Lu Yan walked down the street and quickly hailed a taxi.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the gate of Xingchen Company.

We can already see the signs of decadence and collapse. All the surrounding office buildings are brightly lit with neon lights, but the building in front of us is as dark as a trapped animal.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the company was empty. Only Liang Ting's office was still dimly lit.

The door to Shen Kuo's office was ajar, and a faint blue light shone through the crack.

Lu Yan gently opened the door and looked around. There were piles of documents on the desk, and the only light source in the room came from the computer screen.

Shen Kuo was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, with one hand supporting the back of his head, one leg hanging down, and the other leg exposed from the eaves of the sofa. His black suit was half drooped on him.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes gently covering his eyelids, and his breathing was slow and steady.

He is too tired.

Lu Yan suddenly felt that this was good, at least, he could finally have a good sleep.

She didn't wake him up, and walked gently to the computer on tiptoes. On the computer screen was a dialog box——

notice:

"Dear users, when you see this message, it means that Xingchen software will be offline soon. On behalf of all the remaining Xingchen employees, I would like to apologize for the inconvenience caused.

Each of us is like the stars that fill the night sky, bright and gorgeous, but distant and lonely. The stars connect every star and have accompanied you for 692 days, and we are about to stop here.

There are still twelve hours before the software goes offline. During this time, you can say goodbye to each other or leave other contact information.

But please believe me, this is not the end. There is a long way to go, see you tomorrow."

————————Shen Kuo

Lu Yan felt a soreness in her throat. She clicked on the message board under the announcement. In just half an hour, there were already tens of thousands of comments from netizens——

"What! Xingchen is going offline? It can't be used anymore? Oh my God! Why is this happening!!!"

"When Xingchen goes offline, I will lose a lot of friends. They are all strangers I don't know in real life."

"I really can't let it go, I really can't let it go. I finally upgraded from asteroid to star level, 55555."

"It has become a habit to log in to Xingchen every day. All my friends are also using Xingchen. Boss, do you really want to be so cruel? Cry."

"I am not good-looking. I have few friends in real life, and I dare not talk to people. I am afraid that others will not like me. Through Xingchen, I have met many friends. They don't care about my appearance and are willing to chat with me. If Xingchen really

If they go offline, I will lose them."

…

Lu Yan scrolled all the way down, and there was a lot of wailing in the comment area. It can be seen that the user group is almost all young people, and they express their anger, reluctance and sadness...

In this era, Internet social networking is in its infancy. Although there are more than one social software, these social tools are generally not good enough and have many flaws.

Under such circumstances, stars appeared. Shen Kuo has been targeting the young market from the beginning, developing various social methods and games while also taking into account emotions. Almost as soon as he appeared, he dominated the entire market as a king.

.

There is almost no social tool on the entire Internet that can rival Xingchen’s huge audience base.

If nothing unexpected happens, what a splendid sea of ​​stars will be in front of him.

Lu Yan looked at these reluctant comments and felt filled with guilt. To a certain extent, Xingchen's offline had something to do with her.

Shen Kuo chose her between her and his career.

Lu Yan wiped the corners of her eyes vigorously, walked to Shen Kuo, covered him with the slipped suit jacket, lowered her head and kissed his forehead gently.

After walking out of the company door, Lu Yan took out her mobile phone and called Ms. Susan from Bardot.

"Ms. Susan, last time you mentioned to me the renewal of the two-year contract when it expired, I have thought about it and I am willing to renew."

Before Susan could be happy, she heard Lu Yan say: "This time, it will last forever."

On the other end of the phone, Susan was silent for a long time: "Tell me, what are your conditions?"

...

In the early morning, the warm sunshine slanted into the room through the white gauze curtains. Shen Kuo blinked and woke up.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was Lu Zhen's big and innocent face, and he almost kicked him.

Fortunately, Lu Zhen dodges quickly.

Shen Kuo sat up and saw Liang Ting, Ye Jiaqi and the others, as well as several classmates who had worked with them since graduating from college, gathered in his office.

Shen Kuo looked at his watch. It was now seven o'clock in the morning, and there were still two hours until the software was offline.

They had gathered here so early, and everyone's expressions were very heavy, with a hint of farewell in the wind.

Shen Kuo took off his watch and put it on the table.

"Wait, then."

The boy and Meidu didn't speak, and each stood in one place in the office.

At eight o'clock, Cao Zhida, who looked like a man in a suit and leather shoes, came unexpectedly again.

As soon as he saw him, Lu Zhen became so angry that he grabbed a mop and tried to drive him away.

"What are you doing here again!"

This time, Cao Zhida brought two bodyguards with him to protect him as he sat on the sofa in Shen Kuo's office. He smiled and said, "I'm here to witness the historic moment when your stars officially fall. Why, you're not welcome. I even brought champagne."

Here, I’ll help you celebrate!”

After he finished speaking, he actually took out two bottles of champagne wrapped in gold foil and placed them on the coffee table.

Ye Jiaqi murmured unhappily: "The villain succeeds."

Isn't it true that a villain is successful? Looking at Cao Zhida, his tail is almost raised to the sky.

Shen Kuo ignored him and sat silently at the table, waiting for the time to pass by.

No one spoke a word, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

Cao Zhida played with the watch on his wrist and said leisurely: "It's eight forty. Why don't we get off now? It's a waste of time to sit here and wait."

No one paid any attention to him.

He continued, minding his own business: "Wait, wait, it's going to rain sooner or later anyway. In the last twenty minutes, oh no, fifteen minutes, I'll see what other waves you can come up with."

Still no one paid attention to him, he pulled his tie slightly embarrassed and looked away from the window.

In the last five minutes, Cao Zhida spoke again: "Actually, there is no need to be too sad, haha. After you go bankrupt, everything including your designs will be auctioned. At that time, Xingchen will still be online and operating, but it will just change its owner.

"

Shen Kuo's slender fingertips fell on the return carriage of the computer keyboard and said calmly: "Cao Zhida, do you really think you can get the stars after we go bankrupt?"

Cao Zhida looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

Shen Kuo raised his eyes slightly and gave a faint smile: "I, Shen Kuo, never make wedding clothes for others."

Cao Zhida's eyes were locked on the tip of his finger that was on the Enter key, and something bad arose in his heart. He vaguely remembered that Shen Kuo's winning design in the txpc competition for the first time was a self-destruct program.

He instantly understood the meaning in Shen Kuo's eyes.

"You, you want to destroy the stars? Are you crazy?" Cao Zhida stood up excitedly: "You have worked hard for so many years to create something, and you have the heart to destroy it?"

He looked at Lu Zhen and Ye Jiaqi. Their expressions were calm, as if they had expected it and accepted it peacefully.

"A bunch of lunatics! You are really crazy!"

Cao Zhida was really scared now. Before, he was waiting for Shen Kuo to press Enter, but now, he was afraid that he would press Enter.

Once you press it, there will be no more stars in this world.

"Shen Kuo, don't, don't be impulsive. Think about it carefully. This is your hard work! It would be a pity to destroy it. Our President Li said that we can buy your stars for this amount!"

He stretched out his hand and made a sign of eight—eight million.

"This money is enough to pay off all your debts."

A few teenagers didn't take the eight million seriously. What they destroyed now was just a piece of software, not the stars. The stars were engraved in their minds. As long as they were willing, they could cooperate and make a software.

The exact same or even more optimized "star".

Therefore, the self-destruction program is not a temporary teenage impulse, but the result of careful consideration.

They will not get the stars at the expense of others, nor will they get the huge market that they have managed to save. Even if they say goodbye temporarily, they are confident that they can still make a comeback.

Lu Zhen picked up the broom and eagerly tried to chase people away. In the last few minutes, he didn't want this annoying guy to ruin the atmosphere here.

Shen Kuo closed his eyes and began to count down in his mind. The fingertips that landed on the Enter key on the keyboard could not help but increase their strength...

However, at this moment, the office phone suddenly rang.

Everyone felt irritated at the same time. Ye Jiaqi took the call and said with a bad attitude: "Whoever it is, they are not fucking free right now!"

After saying this, Ye Jiaqi suddenly fell silent. Listening to the phone, his expression changed again and again.

After a long time, he hung up the phone and said to Shen Kuo: "We...have funds!"

Lu Zhen put down the broom and couldn't believe his ears: "What's going on?"

"Someone wants to invest in Xingchen!" Ye Jiaqi couldn't restrain his excitement: "Our capital chain can be supplemented!"

Shen Kuo's finger that was resting on the Enter key suddenly retracted, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his palm.

Undoubtedly, this large amount of investment from Baduo has solved Xingchen's immediate needs.

Not only Shen Kuo, Lu Zhen and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but all Xingchen users on the entire network also breathed a sigh of relief.

They are reluctant to destroy the social account they have been operating for almost a year. For them, Xingchen is not only a social software, but also their only connection with strangers to become friends.

As Shen Kuo said, everyone is like a star in the sky, shining brightly but extremely lonely.

The stars are like dense spider webs, bringing them closer to each other. From then on, the stars in the sky are no longer lonely.

However, Shen Kuo could not let go. He knew that Bardo could not invest in Xingchen for no reason.

After dinner, Lu Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, playing PSP game console, while Shen Kuo leaned against the door, looking at her back in trance.

The little girl was wearing his large white T-shirt, and her petite figure was made even more exquisite and childish.

The white T-shirt was very old. He wore it when he was in high school and no longer wears it. However, Lu Yan liked this piece of clothing very much. When she moved before, she deliberately kept this T-shirt. Shen Kuo no longer wears it.

She wore it as pajamas.

Although the offset print on the chest has completely faded, Lu Yan always said that this piece of clothing has the flavor of Shen Kuo's youth.

"Ah, I lost!" Lu Yan excitedly pounded the head of the bed. She turned her head and saw Shen Kuo standing by the door. She blinked and sat up: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Kuo looked at her deeply and said nothing.

He was wearing a milky white housecoat, soft light enveloped him, and his temperament was gentle.

Most of the time Lu Yan saw him, he was dressed in a professional suit. It was rare to see him relax on a daily basis.

His dark and deep eyes made Lu Yan feel a little guilty for no reason. She pushed her hair behind her ears, looked down at her PSP screen, and then at Shen Kuo: "Why...are you looking at me like this?"

Shen Kuo walked to the bed, looked at her game console, and asked softly: "What are you playing?"

"It's a game, I always lose, I never win a game."

Shen Kuo took the game console, helped her pass the level in a few clicks, and handed it back to her: "Win."

"Why...?"

She looked at the words successfully passed on the screen, and then looked at Shen Kuo.

Why don’t men always understand that what she wants is not to win the game, she wants to win herself!

Lu Yan asked hesitantly: "Do you have something to say?"

Shen Kuo held her hand, and his fingertips carefully outlined the lines on her palm.

"You helped me again."

"Well."

You know you can't hide it from him.

Back then, when he was a poor college student with nothing, Lu Yan helped him pay 3,000 yuan in tuition.

Later, Shen Kuo purchased several properties without any consultation with her and put her name on them all.

"Then, how should I thank you this time?" His hot and moist breath patted her neck, bringing with it a charming touch.

Lu Yan's spine ran with excitement. She moved to the corner and looked at him in horror: "No, no, no, you're welcome. I...I'm not doing it all for you, and my dad..."

Shen Kuo looked at her, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, he came over and kissed her lips gently, sealing the rest of her words in his throat.

He unbuttoned his collar and said softly: "Lu Yan, do it."

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