PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Edited by xiin and Noks

By the time the inspection finished, it was already 7 p.m.

"Order dinner for all the overtime workers." Yi Chen said, "A nutritious meal."

"Alright." The life assistant arranged it right away.

He had originally been worried about whether the quarrel at noon would affect the boss' mood at work.

However, he was clearly just being oversensitive. Yi Chen was as usual—serious and strict—and every question he asked was right to the point.

Just when the assistant thought that this afternoon's matter was going to pass by just like that, the man seated in the back seat suddenly opened his mouth.

"Go and find out if Mo Nancheng has had any conflict with anyone recently."

The assistant froze. "Alright."

"And the Mo family's situation, investigate that as well."

"…… understood."

The assistant was left in a complicated mood now.

Mr. Mo had just had a quarrel with the boss at noon, and now the boss was checking the Mo family's situation…This was just too scary.

Could it be that this was the portrayal of the legend of "It's cold, let the Wang Group go bankrupt"?

Mr. Mo was really something too, eating amiably one minute, and suddenly flaring up the next—even if it had been someone else in this situation, they'd be angry too.

But didn't Mr. Mo count as President Yi's closest friend until now ba? Although Mr. Mo's outburst this time was a little puzzling, he could still be said to be President Yi's oldest friend ah…

Thinking about it a bit more deeply, both of them seemed to have some problems.

The assistant noted down the boss's instructions while saying to himself— "Sure enough, capitalism is merciless."

-

Yu Yan discussed things with Nimble's manager for a few days. Sure enough, the other side wanted him to help them with publicity. He wasn't going to be a spokesperson; they simply wanted him to advertise a mouse through both microblogging and his livestream.

Yu Yan still felt some hesitation. After Yi Chen returned from his business trip, Yu Yan told him the whole story.

Yu Yan: Do you think it's okay if I take it?

1: Why not?

Yu Yan: Just… I think it's strange. The spokespeople for Nimble are all so powerful, so why did they come find me? There are a lot of lines in the contract too. I read it over several times, but I didn't find any loopholes.

Once bitten, twice shy. His previous contract, the one with StarTV, was signed only after Yu Minyang saw it in person. However, Yu Minyang had taken on a big case this time. Yu Yan only found out yesterday that the other party had been so busy that he hadn't even been home in two days. Naturally, he would feel embarrassed to trouble him with this matter at such a time.

1: Send it to me for a look.

Ten minutes later, the Yi family's personal lawyers received the document.

Soon, in a secret group chat, these lawyers were having a heated discussion.

Lawyer 1: Have you guys received the collaboration contract from President Yi?

Lawyer 2: Yes… what's the meaning of it ah? Is there anything wrong with this contract?

Lawyer 3: Obviously not. It's easy to understand, and there are no mistakes or omissions.

Lawyer 4: The problem is, such simple terms and costs… Why did President Yi want to send something like this to us, and he even sent it to the whole group?!

The group chat fell silent.

Lawyer 2: I think there’s a problem.

Lawyer 3: Me too.

Lawyer 1: I’ll have another look, look again.

The next morning, Yu Yan was awakened by the sound of a video call.

As soon as the video connected, Yi Chen saw only black hair, as the young man had buried his face in the pillow. Nothing else could be seen of him, and his voice was stuffy. “&#k2026;What’s the matter?”

"There's nothing wrong with that contract, you can sign it." It was the weekend, and Yi Chen hadn't gone to the company. He leaned on the sofa, raised his eyebrow, and asked, "Still sleeping?"

"En, streamed kind of late yesterday…"

Yi Chen looked at the time and said, "Get up first."

Yu Yan raised his head, and two big panda-like dark circles hung under his eyes.

Whenever Yi Chen played and streamed online with Yu Yan, he would urge him to end the stream at 11:00 p.m. on the dot. However, since he had been on a business trip the past few days, he hadn't paid attention to these things. He hadn't known which late hour this person had been streaming till.

Yu Yan already possessed a soft heart and couldn't bear to say "no" when being begged by the audience. The amount of overtime he had done this month was enough to scare people.

No matter how young he was, he couldn't keep going like this.

Yi Chen frowned, and repeated his words with a tone that was much more serious, "Get up, Yanyan."

Yu Yan's sleepiness instantly dissipated.

He didn't know why, but since a few days ago, Yi Chen had suddenly started calling him Yanyan, and hadn't changed from using that even in their later chats.

It was alright when he read it in WeChat, now that it had turned into saying it with his actual voice, Yu Yan's heart started fluttering.

He sat up. "…I'm getting up now."

Yi Chen didn't waste any words. Once Yu Yan got up, he said straightforwardly, "In the future, shorten the duration of your livestreams a bit."

There was no question in his tone, and it didn't sound like a discussion either.

Yu Yan bit his toothbrush and couldn't answer in time. He blinked his eyelashes, his eyes full of doubts.

"12 hours is too long. I have seen the data, and the average time other resident anchors livestream for is seven hours." After Yi Chen finished talking, he pulled out a stack of documents and tossed them in front of his cellphone. "Lack of sleep will not only affect the quality of your livestream, but more so, it'll even affect your body. You're still young, don't mess around during your growth period."

Yu Yan hurriedly rinsed out his mouth and said, "I'm a new anchor, and a longer livestream time gives me an advantage."

"So after being a little popular for a few years, you'll then stream while you're sick?"

"……" Yu Yan said, "I'm in very good health."

"The benefits of youth—don't squander it."

Yu Yan said, "I'll be careful. In fact, I make sure to sleep for eight hours or more…"

"You're working long, odd hours. It'll be too late for regrets if you don't adjust it now." At the end of his sermon, Yi Chen softened his voice and said, "Be good."

Yu Yan could be persuaded with gentleness, but not with force. However towards Yi Chen, he could mostly be persuaded through gentleness or through force.

He said, "…then you say, what time do you want me to change it to?"

Yi Chen thought a little. "Two to five in the afternoon."

"?!" Yu Yan blurted out, "Do you want me to retire?"

Yi Chen said, "Then you tell me."

Yu Yan tentatively suggested, "From 11 a.m. to 9 p.m.?"

"Two to six."

"…… One to nine."

"Two to seven."

"Two… to nine o'clock."

Yi Chen heard the figure he had originally anticipated—a full seven hours—just reaching the average duration for a streamer.

He was satisfied, but his expression remained calm. "Deal."

When Yu Yan announced the news in the livestream, his stream followers all fell into a daze.

Then, after a moment of lull, the lines being sent on the barrage filled up the entire screen.

[Son, you're drifting away!!!]

[What can you do in seven hours? It'll be over in just a few matches ah, not okay! I'm not allowing this!!]

[Inflated la, originally he's an anchor relying on duration, but now that he's gotten a little fame, he's going to toss his own forte away?]

[It feels like a business that grabbed people with ads about high quality low price items and then jacked up the prices… it's the same as being cheated.]

[No way, are all those above who are cursing out Xiao Yan serious? Do you think 12 hours a day is reasonable? You try sitting 12 hours before the computer every day and playing 12 hours of games every day. After a long time, your body will really be overtaxed.]

"When I started streaming, I said that it was tentatively scheduled to last 12 hours a day." Yu Yan continued, "I have been broadcasting this way for several months now, and changing the time at this point… shouldn't count as me cheating anyone ba."

Just after he finished speaking, a dazzlingly colorful name, different from that of ordinary stream followers, appeared on the public screen.

[Good Show: It doesn't count, I only livestream for 7 hours a day. If I go over, I take a break, and if I go under, I won't make it up [Shh]]

The barrage came to a halt for a moment. Everyone acted in concert and without any prior consultation when they went to open up this person's profile to check whether he was the real one or not.

[?]

[Why the hell are you here?!]

[You're not conducting your own stream, and you're running to other anchors instead to persuade them to shorten the duration of their livestreams?? Are you a devil ba?]

Yu Yan was also stunned. "Good Show… How are you in my stream?"

When anchors entered the livestreams of other anchors, they would also have exclusive entry prompts and special effects that announced their presence, so big-name anchors usually didn't use their main accounts when visiting. Yu Yan was very sure that he hadn't seen the prompt banner indicating that Good Show had entered his livestream.

[Good Show: I was already inside the stream before you had started livestreaming!]

[Good Show: I was waiting for you to carry me in PUBG.]

"…"

If Good Show had invited him to play the game in private, Yu Yan would have found a reason to refuse.

But now, the other party was in his livestream, and that too on the public screen, half joking and half begging for him to carry him, which made refusing a bit tricky.

Yu Yan wasn't a fool, and when he thought of the past events at the gala, he could vaguely see that Yi Chen didn't seem to like Good Show very much.

Seeing that Yu Yan wasn't talking, the dazzlingly colorful name jumped out again.

[Good Show: Xiao Yan, don't be silent ahhhhhhh.]

[Lololololol, Good Show asking to be carried in PUBG and being miserably rejected, it's too awful ba]

[You're the worst big anchor I've ever seen.]

[You're joking, StarTV's No. 1 anchor Good Show.]

While the barrage was quarreling, Yu Yan thought about it and decided to send Yi Chen a message first.

Yu Yan: …Good Show came looking for me to carry him in PUBG.

1:？

1: Do you want to play with him?

Yu Yan: No.

He was telling the truth.

Yi Chen had entered the livestream while they were chatting. He just happened to see the stream followers joking about Good Show, and after reading three or two words, he instantly understood the situation.

Looking at the dazzlingly colorful name on the public screen, Yi Chen squinted.

1: It's fine, let him come.

Yu Yan: ….Ah.

Yu Yan: Or how about I throw him into the pit for two matches…? This way, he shouldn't want me to carry him anymore.

Seeing this sentence, Yi Chen laughed. How can Yanyan's way of caring… be so funny and cute?

1: No need, you play well.

Yu Yan: Okay ba.

In half a minute——

1: I logged in.

1: Pull me in.

Yu Yan: …

Yu Yan: ?

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Juurensha: Boss Yi, finally able to take a stand against Good Show hahahaha. Yanyan has been working too hard though, so it's good he's down to a more normal 7 hours.

Noks: Hahaha, I bet it's gonna turn into a competition of who Yanyan gives the guns to… and it's obvious that Boss Yi will win!!!

And fanart from CatNaps from Ch. 64 of Boss Yi stepping out of the car into the rain:

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