Chapter Nineteen: Seizing the Opportunity Ahead of Time
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Under the intense gaze of Jiang Zhenguo and Zhong Qing, Jiang Changyuan maintained a calm expression, though inside he was a whirlwind of anxiety. As the saying goes, a mother knows her child best—could it be that his mother had sensed he had switched allegiances?
He bit off the last piece of melon flesh, blinking innocently with a look of naïve clarity.
“Isn’t Shuguang Technology in the gaming business? I used to play their games with Fatty and the others—total traps,” he said dismissively.
“The internet’s full of complaints about their games—just money-grabbing with no optimization. Their team battles always end in crashes.”
“Our family doesn’t do games, right? So how come we’re cooperating with them?”
As he spoke, Jiang Changyuan sneered slightly. When you can’t solve a problem, find another one to throw back at the questioner.
Zhong Qing pondered for a moment, suppressing her doubts before speaking first.
“Shuguang Technology did have a gaming division, but they pivoted to chip manufacturing last year.”
“Their games were a mess, but their chips are actually quite good, and they have a solid reputation in the industry.”
“Come on, their games are garbage—how good can their chips really be?” Jiang Changyuan picked up an apple and took a bite, trying to mask his nervousness.
Of course, he knew Shuguang Technology had shifted focus and was aware whose work he had stolen, but he couldn’t bluntly confess this to his parents.
“Do you think there’s something wrong with their chips?” Jiang Zhenguo narrowed his eyes, hitting on the key question.
“How should I know? I already quit their games. But...”
“But what?”
The couple’s curiosity peaked instantly. Jiang Changyuan leaned back on the sofa with a triumphant smile, as if avenging a great grievance.
“Their games were slammed all over the internet. Someone even dug up dirt on them, saying their game code was plagiarized and that they stole something else.”
“I don’t know the details—it was all stuff Fatty mentioned. Anyway, their games got so much flak they shut down. Haha, no more money to be made.”
Jiang Zhenguo exchanged a glance with Zhong Qing, their suspicion shifting.
“Stole?”
“Is it what we think it is?”
“Did Lu Hai tell you all this?”
“Of course! Dad, you know I didn’t care about this stuff before.”
Jiang Changyuan tilted his head, looking at Jiang Zhenguo with a faintly solemn gaze.
“Dad, you and Mom were suspecting me just now, weren’t you?”
“Cough, cough, cough.”
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Jiang Zhenguo shifted awkwardly upright, his eyes pleading silently to Zhong Qing.
Zhong Qing glanced away nervously, pretending not to notice his silent plea.
“Dad!”
“You actually suspected me?! And Mom, you—you both... humph!”
“Son,” Zhong Qing hurriedly intervened.
“Mom and Dad aren’t doubting you; they’re just worried you might be deceived.”
“Yeah, yeah, we’re worried you’re secretly starting a business behind our backs.”
Jiang Zhenguo quickly chimed in. As the saying goes, you don’t fear a spoiled rich kid, but you dread a rich kid trying to start a business.
He could accept a reckless son kneeling in failure, but if he ended up with a self-reliant, hardworking son, the Jiang family would be ruined.
The next moment, Jiang Changyuan’s heart was pierced.
“With you two working hard to earn money for me, why would I want to work hard myself?”
“I don’t care. My tender heart is wounded—I can’t be happy without at least ten or twenty thousand.”
He crossed his arms and glanced sideways at them.
Money was the only thing that fit his persona.
“Okay, okay, don’t be mad, son.”
“Fine, then, on account of the money...”
With a fresh infusion into his secret stash, Jiang Changyuan grinned and stood up.
“Mom, Dad, my greatest wish is simple—you both live long and well, so I can have money to spend my whole life without doing a thing.”
“I’m off to shower and sleep now. Oh, and Shuguang Technology is definitely no good, Mom, don’t get fooled.”
“I’ll ask Fatty again tomorrow. I’ll call you if I find anything.”
Having narrowly escaped his parents’ suspicion, Jiang Changyuan cheerfully made his way upstairs.
A little concern now would avoid deeper doubts, but tomorrow he still needed to use Fatty’s words and relay the details to his parents.
If he wanted to change his own doomed fate, then the downfall of the Jiang family must be rewritten as well.
“Wife, do you think that brat’s story is true?”
“Would our son lie to us?”
“But if their game’s really that bad...”
“Whether it’s true or not, I’ll visit tomorrow and stall. Didn’t he say he’d call me after checking with Lu Hai?”
“That’s all we can do for now.”
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Checking the time, it was nearly midnight. Jiang Zhenguo held his wife close, worry etched on his face as they headed upstairs.
The company was at a critical turning point—success would mean a bright future, failure collapse and ruin. Careful selection was imperative.
With rapid technological advancement, Shuguang Technology’s newly launched Overlord chip had instantly become a hot commodity in the industry.
Cooperation requests piled up like snowflakes, granting them the initiative and greater bargaining power.
“Manager Zhong, it’s almost nine o’clock. When will the contract be signed?”
In Linshui City, Shuguang Technology’s reception room, a broad-faced, hefty manager glanced at his watch, his impatience clear.
If it weren’t for the Jiang family’s immense wealth, he wouldn’t have bothered sitting here with Zhong Qing for an hour.
“Please wait a moment longer, Manager Wang. Our documentation will be transferred shortly,” Zhong Qing replied apologetically, equally anxious.
She had stalled at the airport and used the company’s verification process as an excuse, but the other party’s patience had clearly worn thin.
“We just saw a demonstration of your Overlord chip, and I assume you’re satisfied, Manager Zhong. But your current attitude is very disappointing.”
“You should know there are others outside begging for a chance to cooperate. If you can’t satisfy me, then this contract...”
Manager Wang arrogantly shot a leering glance at Zhong Qing. His slanted eyes held a hint of lechery.
Dressed in a dark green gown with her long hair pinned up, Zhong Qing exuded elegance and intellect.
For a man like Wang, a beautiful woman with such charm was tempting indeed.
Zhong Qing naturally sensed his ill intentions, lowering her eyes with growing disgust.
Just then, her phone rang.
“Sorry, Manager Wang, I need to take this call. It should be the company confirming the data.”
Manager Wang grunted unhappily, already scheming how to make Zhong Qing submit to him.
The moment she answered, Jiang Changyuan’s urgent voice came through.
“Mom, don’t cooperate with Shuguang Technology—they’re a bunch of fools!”
“Their game code and chips were plagiarized from one person. That person originally signed a cooperation agreement, but they tampered with the contract…”
Jiang Changyuan spoke rapidly, spilling everything.
Not only that, he gave his mother the victim’s information—of course, all borrowed under Fatty’s name, yet describing something that would definitely happen in the future.
In the future, when Gu Qing was reclaimed by his original family, his first project would be in the tech industry, recovering everything owed to the victim.
Now, Jiang Changyuan’s mission was to use the Jiang family’s influence to seize the protagonist’s opportunity first—then see how he could still bring about the family’s ruin.