Chapter 101 - Your Name

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Su Cen sat on the table as night began to fall. Across from his dorm room, high-rise buildings were lit up with study lights, and further away was the panoramic view of Shanghai's nightlife. There was a palpable force in the starry night sky that seemed to echo with the vast expanse above.

It allowed one to appreciate the greatness of human civilization.

In ancient times, there was talk about 'a decade of lamp-lit nights on the江湖.' The city he now looked at, straddling the Yangtze River mouth with the Wuhu and Huangpu rivers flowing through it, had skyscrapers lining up like fish scales. The neon lights along the riverside roads were a true representation of江湖.

This vast江湖 saw all kinds of unexpected stories unfold daily—like dramas—that were more surprising than any play: from aimless college students striving for their goals to struggling蟻族in cramped living conditions, young men and women pursuing their dreams in reality, urban CBosses fighting over resources for private interests, and various exchanges among powerful figures. It was colorful yet brutally real.

Zhang Xiaqiao leaned on the railing and looked out. Reminded of what Su Cen had once said about a first-rate university, he muttered, "A truly top-tier university isn't judged by its luxurious buildings or size, but by whether its nighttime study rooms are brightly lit. I wonder if it's because you said this that many South University study rooms are more bustling than markets at night. To get a seat, one has to start preparing with books in the afternoon."

Su Cen just smiled lightly and attributed Zhang Xiaqiao’s impression as an exaggeration.

Zhang Xiaqiao, occasionally marveling at the night view, was then pulled back into his dorm for online gaming by others. Since Su Cen was focused on studying materials, they all put on headphones to avoid disturbing him, creating a quiet space voluntarily.

Times like this when Zhang Xiaqiao and friends gathered to game were rare; most times they spent reading books instead. To some degree, Su Cen’s achievements had spurred them on—possessing several companies while still only in his second year of university. Sometimes they wondered if Su Cen would achieve goals that others chased for a lifetime within just a short period after graduation.

Everyone knew that what seemed like a dream to ordinary people might merely be the beginning for future Su Cen.

The yellowish light from a lamp illuminated Su Cen's desk. Laid out were documents related to acquiring shares of World of Warcraft, Blizzard’s financial reports over the past two years, and Facebook's Chinese project plans, assets, and organizational structure—over thirty departments, three management levels, and more than five hundred developers.

Don't think Su Cen just casually placed these on his desk; they were all in English. Dorm mates didn’t have time to delve into them, nor did they hold much value for most people. To Su Cen, however, they were invaluable treasures.

The real business world wasn't simply about college students talking confidently after grasping a project's initial stage and then waiting to reap large sums of money with just some early funding—like what Zhang Chaoyang and Li Yanhong had done.

Su Cen’s intervention disrupted historical events. Since he was merely an insignificant figure in his previous life, Su Cen didn't know the true course history took; at least, Ninth City declined to acquire World of Warcraft shares but later contacted Omei and others for its agency rights before eventually losing them. The agency system could be likened to flowing soldiers, whereas acquiring World of Warcraft's equity was akin to a fixed military encampment.

The 30% equity of World of Warcraft is worth over 170 million RMB now, but in the future it would be a market value exceeding billions. Su Cen thought about Zhu Jun, the man who was under countless media spotlight in another era. If he had the chance to replay his life, Zhu Jun would probably have risked everything he owned from Ninth City, an internet company that was just starting out at the time, and clung onto the equity of World of Warcraft like chewing on a bone.

The next artifact he obtained after this one is something that, despite being misunderstood by many people and facing great resistance, he would still do everything in his power to acquire.

The development report for World of Warcraft in Su Cen's hand was the only one of its kind. By combining his memory with all successful cases, he concluded that they were very clear about their surroundings and positions. Because of knowing where they stand and understanding the positioning of this world, they could accurately predict breakthrough points, which is an insight beyond their time.

Just like how Su Cen was reborn back in Xiahai, the city felt completely different from his memories. In his mind, Xiahai City was always filled with various contradictions and worries, arguments over family harmony that never seemed to improve, anxiety over not being able to get into a decent school due to poor grades, confusion about the future, teenage uncertainty, and the complex emotions of knowing he could never have that girl. After reliving his life, Su Cen had mixed feelings toward his hometown city but mostly saw it as a place he would eventually leave behind because it was just a stepping stone. For reborn individuals, their lives face greater stages and wider worlds.

The development team of World of Warcraft also possessed an insight far ahead of the gaming industry. The report in Su Cen's hand indicated that the project for World of Warcraft was launched at the end of 1997, but its conceptual framework had already been established earlier by the design team.

When single-player games were gradually declining in the history of the game industry, Blizzard saw the困境 and challenges traditional single-player game manufacturers faced due to rampant piracy and internet development. They also observed that in the development of global single-player games, companies like eudio (Empire series), Heroes of Might and Magic series' 3DO, and even former single-player game king Westwood had become regrettable historical figures with their representative works.

These events deeply impacted Blizzard. They didn't believe that the games they produced would always be flawless masterpieces.

They might have felt lost at times, but thanks to their foresight and the integration capability of genius designers, they began preparing for new world transformations by building a fantasy world known as Azeroth.

Just like that saying goes, you may not be able to change your surroundings, but when changes come about, you must always be the best-prepared one.

And because of this, World of Warcraft would contribute over ten billion dollars in revenue and millions of paying players globally for Blizzard Company in the future.

This is also why Blizzard preferred to delay releases multiple times rather than compromise on quality. They wanted to continuously inject energy into their brand with outstanding products instead of depleting user expectations and trust with mediocre ones.

For an inexperienced strategist like Su Cen, there was much he could learn from Blizzard Company. Only by seeing these things did he realize how lucky it was for him to acquire shares of Blizzard.

In comparison, he still lacked so many things, but fortunately, every new attempt was a process of gathering strength and learning.

Holding the corporate structure and industry thoughts of Blizzard Entertainment in his hands felt like an alive textbook placed before Su Cen. It was more vivid than existing economics textbooks and excited him greatly. Because everything he learned here would be closely related to his future, every breath strengthened the entire industrial meridian.

Su Cen's economics professor clearly announced the framework for this year's term paper on the first day of class. The essay, focusing mainly on an analysis of industrial patterns, would account for 40% of the final grade and was crucial to passing the course. Su Cen used his own experiences to study World of Warcraft, which made his arguments more convincing than those based on pieced-together information.

Now that he had plenty of ready-made resources at hand, it would allow him to handle the difficult professor after skipping multiple classes.

Su Cen flipped through a long report while Zhang Xiaqiao and others finished several rounds of gaming. They were now in a lull period during which everyone felt hungry. Li Han suggested going downstairs for some late-night snacks such as fried rice noodles and skewers, along with a case of beer. Su Cen also called Tang Wu.

Tang Wu naturally showed great interest in night beers and snacks and came over immediately. Even the ladies who claimed to be on diets couldn’t resist the sight of delicious food; they laughed and ate heartily.

Tang Wu wore a pink hooded sweater for autumn, paired with loose pants. Underneath her jacket was a tight black sports bra that perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure. Although Su Cen tried not to let his thoughts wander, just thinking about Tang Wu's S-curve body made him extremely excited.

Tang Wu’s outfit was what she wore after washing herself and changing into comfortable clothes before bed after taking a fitness class at the gym on weekends in her high school days. Mu Xuan had always strictly monitored this aspect of her life, ensuring that she could exercise effectively while maintaining a healthy physique.

After entering college, Mu Xuan even arranged for Tang Wu to have a membership card for the gym. Sometimes Su Cen would skip classes and sneak to watch Tang Wu work out in her sweat-drenched yet youthful body, which provided him with immense motivation—perhaps more than acquiring shares of World of Warcraft.

Progress in his career put Su Cen in an excellent mood today, so he couldn’t hold back on drinking. Combined with the atmosphere created by Zhang Xiaqiao, Li Han, and others, Su Cen ended up consuming over four or five bottles of beer.

His alcohol tolerance was low; after downing this much, he felt dizzy. Seeing Tang Wu sitting beside him looking worried only made his heart race even more.

This girl sat right next to him—her black eyes shone as brilliant as the stars in the night sky, exuding an ancient mystique. Her high nose defined a stunning silhouette, and her long dark hair cascaded down from her ponytail, releasing a soothing scent of soap.

These memories triggered reflections on all their experiences together—the girl who started off innocent like a lotus flower and gradually blossomed into someone enchanting to everyone around her.

Many people’s lives might not involve encountering countless individuals, but they could still have had numerous women. Every morning waking up next to an unfamiliar woman in another's bed may make some doubt their own existence.

A person who has traveled far and wide might one day ask themselves if they want to end their wandering lifestyle, yet they often receive a negative response. Tigers, leopards, and other animals scarred by life’s hardships aren’t unwilling to rest; they just haven't found the safest harbor that calms their wild spirits. They can date girls, but those two elements alone might not be enough for them to choose love.

Su Yan had once said it was better to sob on a lover's shoulder one night than to display oneself on a precipice for a thousand years. However, in this materialistic world, such simple and profound love might no longer exist.

No one left who could make him cry aloud.

"Stop drinking," Tang Wu said to Su Can, whose eyes were glazed over. She leaned down and whispered to him. Her long hair brushed past her charming ears and swept across Su Can's face.

Su Can suddenly remembered many details from his years of reincarnation and moved closer to Tang Wu's ear to whisper, "The most terrifying way to miss someone is sitting beside them knowing you'll never have a chance with them." He paused for a moment before continuing, "But I do have you."

It was unclear whether it was because Su Can had leaned too close to her delicate ears or if the breath he exhaled was too heavily laden with alcohol, or perhaps some unknown factor. Tang Wu's face flushed red.

Su Can did indeed get drunk later on; so did everyone else in Room 602, eventually leading to a state of confusion for all. In the end, only Tang Wu helped Su Can back to their dormitory building. Su Can recalled that his hands had been unusually restless, roaming over her athletic sports bra. This led to Tang Wu getting annoyed and punching him several times, saying, "You’re drunk! Don’t drink so much in the future!"

The next day when he woke up, it was bright and sunny. Su Can sensed movement around the dormitory as people stirred. Opening his eyes, he saw Zhang Xiaqiao, Li Han, Xiao Xu, and others just getting out of bed with messy hair, looking like they had only just woken up to look for their toothbrushes.

"Was it Tang Wu who brought me back last night" Su Can vaguely remembered some scenes from returning to the dormitory. His heart felt jumbled, as if a cat had been clawing at him.

"Of course," Li Han said. "Who among us didn’t get drunk yesterday Zhang Dongjian and the others brought us back here." After a moment of thought, he chuckled again. "Oh, I remember now. You were mumbling something on your way back."

Su Can scratched his head, "What did I mumble"

"You kept calling Tang Wu's name," Xiao Xu grinned at Su Can. "I counted. Ten times in total."

Thinking about the way he had behaved toward Tang Wu last night made Su Can feel like an animal; he wondered if his roommates had noticed anything amiss.

"Oh, right," Li Han suddenly spoke up with a complicated expression on his face. He managed a smile and said, "You also called another name seven times."

“Ling Geren.”

Su Can stumbled as he got out of bed and fell down the ladder.

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