Through the book: The villain’s son’s stand-in

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when I got out of the party.

Gu Cheng leaned in the car cabin, half-opened the window, and lit a cigarette for himself.

"Whoo~"

A cloud of white mist came out of his mouth, and as soon as the wind blew in his ears, he disappeared again.

"Ding!"

Gu Cheng lowered his eyes, and a text box popped up on his brain.

Mom: [Chengcheng, is the party over? Going home today? You must not be full. Do you want to eat glutinous rice balls? It’s stuffed with mochi, very sweet]

Gu Chengben was still a little upset. After seeing Gu Pan's words, the anxiety in his heart suddenly stopped.

His mother always made him forget his troubles easily.

He put out the cigarette butt and deliberately turned up the wind speed, hoping to dilute the smell of smoke faster.

After a long time, Gu Cheng felt that the upper half of his face was almost numb from the blow, and he closed the window.

The evening wind in winter is indeed cold enough.

"Xiaojiu, go home."

[Okay, Master, automatic navigation has been turned on. 】

The next second, a blue light flashed under the car, and as the vehicle drove, a light blue trail slowly formed behind the car.

At 10:22 p.m., Gu Cheng took the gray scarf and threw the cigarette-stained jacket and long windbreaker into the trunk, wearing only a thin black shirt.

The Gu family's house was still brightly lit, as if waiting for the return of those who had gone out.

Gu Cheng raised his hand and pressed the doorbell gently. After a while, Gu Pan, wearing a knee-length nightgown and a simple blanket, ran over and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Gu Pan breathed heavily, but his eyes were full of surprise.

"Chengcheng, you're back." She lowered her head again and looked at the thin shirt on Gu Cheng's body. Feeling distressed, she quickly opened a hole in the blanket and raised her head and said, "Do you want to come in?"

Gu Cheng: "...Okay."

Gu Cheng took a step forward, closed the door with one hand, and then got straight into the small knitted blanket.

He arched his back, allowing Gu Pan to wrap his arms around his shoulders, just like he did when he was hit by an avalanche when he was a child.

They hid in the tent together, Gu Pan hugged him and comforted him softly. He listened to her beating heartbeat and gradually calmed down.

After a while, a bowl of hot glutinous rice balls was brought to him, and the hot air rushed to his face, thawing his numb face from the cold.

"Eat it. It's really filled with mochi and red bean filling. I put a lot of sugar in it."

Gu Cheng held the spoon, scooped up a glutinous rice ball, and took a bite from the side.

A gap opened, and light pink mochi poured down, which was so beautiful.

And Gu Pan didn't treat himself badly.

Soon after, a portion of freshly baked fried chicken was served.

Golden, crispy, fragrant, and sprinkled with a layer of light red chili powder.

Gu Cheng: The glutinous rice balls in my mouth suddenly lost their aroma.

But Gu Cheng still slept soundly tonight.

The position of everything in his room had not changed, but his quilt and pillows were filled with the warm smell of the sun.

I also had a late-night snack made by my old mother, although the meal was not as enjoyable as expected.

The next morning, there was a dazzling array of breakfast food on the dining table.

Gu Pan yawned and slowly sat across from him, saying good morning lazily.

"Should I order the one from Yuxiangyuan? The breakfast at that restaurant is the most authentic."

Gu Cheng took a bite of the fried dough sticks and hummed.

Although he doesn't know whether it is authentic or not.

After Gu Cheng and Gu Pan said goodbye, they went straight to the company.

As the company here became busier and busier, and the number of projects carried out also increased, Gu Cheng resigned from his job at the Cultural Affairs Bureau in the early stages of planning the men's game.

At this time, he has already established a firm foothold in the gaming field.

No need for the protection of that layer of official skin.

Resigning from your job as a civil servant is equivalent to formally saying goodbye to the past 27 years.

However, Gu Cheng has no regrets.

"Hello, Mr. Gu."

"Good morning, Mr. Gu."

The employees who came and went greeted him cordially, and Gu Cheng smiled and nodded.

Entering the office, the assistant followed immediately.

"what's up?"

The assistant said slightly anxiously: "Mr. Gu, the platform is coming to review, saying that our male B has a data leak, and some underground industries have produced... small movies."

"Have you found out who leaked it?"

The assistant noticed the cold air coming from Gu Cheng's whole body, shrank his neck and replied: "It's Idu from the data testing department."

Because of Male B's slogan, most players were able to keep their gentlemanly skin at first.

He said that he really wanted to fall in love, not just to sleep with someone.

But if you hold back for a long time, some gray industries will always be created.

After all, if there is demand, there will be a market, and there will be buying and selling.

The knowledge Gu Cheng learned when he was young finally came in handy.

In recent years, the company's core data has been extremely well protected, so that those who produce gray products cannot get the original data and create characters that are exactly the same as the original ones.

However, I didn't expect...

"Call the police."

"Huh?" The assistant was stunned.

When such a scandal occurs, most companies will choose to deal with it behind closed doors.

Ke Gu Cheng means...

Does he want to take legal proceedings? !

When it is posted online, it must not cause an uproar.

Maybe genuine games will lose a lot of traffic.

Gu Cheng raised his cold eyes: "Go quickly."

"Oh, oh oh."

The assistant hurriedly went to do it, but after the door was closed, Gu Cheng felt that his newly relieved mood was tense again.

He took a deep breath, stretched his neck, and started concentrating on today's work.

In the afternoon, the person in charge of Battle.net arrived on time.

After shaking hands, the two met in the living room.

The visitor's name is Su Yu, and he is a very powerful public relations manager.

It seems that the platform intends to help him.

"Mr. Gu, to what extent do you plan to control the spread of this incident?"

Gu Cheng: "If possible, please expand the scope of dissemination. Well... it would be best if the whole empire knows about it."

"Ah?" Su Yuzheng was so shocked that he didn't know how to answer the question.

Gu Cheng added: "I have already called the police in the morning, and the police will issue an investigation record next. As long as you control it and prevent everyone from pointing the finger at the company, they can spread it however they want."

"..."

Su Yu was dumbfounded.

What's happening here?

Not only do we not want to eliminate the impact, but we want to spread the news of the genuine data leakage!

No matter how I think about it, I’m a little confused.

At this time, Gu Cheng leaned back calmly and said, "Manager Su, do you know there is an old slang saying that a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief?"

Hearing this, Su Yu looked embarrassed.

As the alien world continues to operate, the popularity of ancient literature on the market has also set off wave after wave.

Nowadays, even a three-year-old child can speak a few ancient sayings and is considered a literate person.

Not to mention him, a loyal fan of the other world.

He naturally understands the meaning of this sentence.

Moreover, he not only understands.

After all, he had practical experience.