Just as Han Ling was pondering how to poach someone from another company, Parsons suddenly called.

Han Ling casually answered the phone, smiling as she spoke, thinking to herself:

"Is there some good news to tell me again?"

Yesterday was the first day of the game's open beta, and the game's revenue hit a new record, with 300 million users spending 18 billion credits.

All of this is thanks to Parsons' publicity.

Han Ling gave Parsons 100 million yuan for publicity, thinking that Parsons would use an overwhelming information bombardment for publicity.

Unexpectedly, Parsons donated ten million dollars directly to the school.

After this incident, the school held a special thank-you event for Parsons.

Although the venue for this meeting was simply set up, there were quite a few reporters coming and going.

With the name of Qiming University at the helm, numerous newspapers and media outlets from the capital city sent representatives to the event.

After a lengthy meeting, just as the media were starting to doze off, it was finally Parsons' turn to speak.

At the meeting, Parsons delivered a bombshell announcement right from the start:

"Donating 10 million yuan to the school to establish a scholarship is to ensure that hard-working people receive the rewards they deserve."

I am very grateful that the school held this press conference specifically for me.

Here, I would like to announce something.

That is the game "Charge! Top Male Insect Lord" produced by our Lingtian Company, which will be officially launched in five days.

Within seven days of the game's launch, we will select 1,000 lucky players and give each of them 50,000 credits.

Select one player and each player will receive 1,000 credits.

Thank you to all players for your support of our game.

As soon as the news broke, all the media outlets present began writing articles.

Ten minutes later, multiple news outlets reported on it, and it became a trending topic on the capital's search engine.

All content is related to "Charge! Top Male Insect Lord".

One hundred million credits have been spent.

Of the total, ten million is a donation to the school, and eighty million is a benefit distributed to the players.

The remaining ten million naturally went to the journalists present and the staff who organized this press conference.

This money was well spent!

As a new company, Lingtian Company had no reputation, no face, and no connections.

To get a single, established newspaper to promote the game, you need at least a month to build connections; otherwise, you won't even get a meeting.

But a month later, the daylilies were all too cold, and there was no point in promoting them anymore.

But with the "endorsement" of Keimyung University, things are different.

Top media outlets and numerous leading online media outlets all arrived within a single day.

Spending money is the easiest thing; the real fear is not being able to spend it.

Ten million is more than enough to cover the newspaper's contribution fees.

Moreover, holding a press conference and writing a press release are perfectly normal things; they don't even qualify as bribery.

Thanks to Parsons' promotional efforts, 300 million players logged into the game on its first day.

Some players come for the credit point rewards.

But once they enter the game, they have no choice.

The promotional campaign for the Rose Knight's Staff is waiting for them.

At last night's public beta summary meeting, after learning about the whole incident, Han Ling gave Parsons a new nickname: "King of Public Relations".

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At this moment, on the F-class planet where Han Ling is located, it is 10:00 AM.

Logically speaking, Parsons's capital planet is 12 hours behind his, so it should be 10 p.m. at this time.

Han Ling was a little curious; why was Parsons coming to see him so late?

They even held an internal video conference.

Could it be that the game's sales have broken records again?

The video call connected, and Parsons's figure appeared on the computer.

Han Ling still did not turn on video or voice.

He left a question mark in the comments section:

"What is it? Isn't it nighttime on the capital planet?"

A look of anxiety appeared on Parsons' face:

"Boss, something terrible has happened!"

This was the first time Parsons had shown his emotions since becoming president.

Han Ling, who was still lying in bed, immediately sat up upon hearing Parsons' words and asked:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Parsons organized his thoughts and said with a pale face:

"The company received a warning letter from Aphrodite in its email inbox."

Someone reported the game on the grounds that it insulted, spread rumors, and smeared the male insect.

The Male Insect Protection Association of Planet Afro has officially issued a notice, giving the game seven days to rectify its practices, publicly apologize to the male insects, and surrender all game revenue.

As Parsons was about to leave work, he glanced at his email and was so startled by the email that he was completely disoriented.

He couldn't make up his mind, so he called Han Ling for a conference call.

Upon hearing this, Han Ling frowned. Ask him to hand over his profits? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

But the email has already been sent, and the male insect protection association has already set off.

Even if Han Ling didn't want to compromise, he couldn't find any other solutions for the time being.

To stabilize morale, Han Ling took a few deep breaths and typed a message, which he then sent:

"It's alright, I'll let you know about this later. There are still seven days left, so don't worry. Just continue being the CEO and learn to stay calm and composed."

After sending this message, Han Ling left the online meeting room.

Then, he became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, crawling all over the bed.

"Ahhh! System! What do I do? Do I really have to hand over all my profits?"

"This money I worked so hard to earn! I don't want to go back to picking up trash!"

Moreover, a portion of the money earned from the game has already been spent, including employee bonuses, bank transfers, employee incentives, and his medical expenses, all of which amount to a considerable sum.

If this part needs to be made up, Han Ling will have to pay tens of millions of credit points out of his own pocket.

The system replied awkwardly:

This system is designed to protect your safety and cannot help the host resolve this issue.

However, if you ever need my help, please let me know, and I will do my best to fulfill it.

Han Ling had already anticipated that the system would respond in this way.

He stopped rolling around, stood up, and said:

"Help me contact the best lawyers and top GRs in the StarNet!"

GR is a position specifically for cultivating relationships with high-ranking government officials; it is commonly known as a high-level relations specialist.

If Han Ling wants to make a comeback, he can only prove that there's nothing wrong with his game.

The system replied quickly;

[Okay, host, please wait a moment.]

Upon hearing the system's reply, Han Ling stood up with a resolute expression and walked towards the bathroom.

He needed to wash up so he could face the difficulties ahead with a better mental state.

But as soon as his feet touched the ground, a sharp crackling sound was heard, and a strong electric current instantly spread throughout his body.

His entire body stiffened.

The stiff body could not maintain its balance and quickly fell to one side.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The moment he fell to the ground, as his body made extensive contact with the ground, waves of electricity surged through him.

Han Ling was so shocked by the electric shock that she saw stars and rolled her eyes wildly.

Before he fainted, he was still thinking that even the weakest male insects are still physically stronger than humans.

If a human were to encounter such a strong electric current, they would likely be pierced from head to toe, their entire body charred.

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at this time.

Aphrodisiac.

Old Flo, who was visiting Aphrodite, received a message on his personal terminal.

[Mission accomplished, suspect captured, to be executed immediately. [Photo]]

The photo shows a sunlit room with a messy bed next to the window.

A sub-female woman dressed in white pajamas lay awkwardly on the side of the bed.

The sub-female remained motionless, as if dead.

Old Flo, with a cigar in his mouth, took a deep drag, slowly exhaled, the smoke obscuring his expression.

"Uncle, are you listening?" Sitting opposite him was a gentle male insect.

Old Flo grinned: "Hmm, I'm listening. Go on, waiter, haha."