The three of them rushed toward the underground holding room, only to find the door already open, with a large guard standing by it, still snoring soundly! "High-light! High-light must have pulled off a trick and escaped!" Valeri was so furious that his veins stood out. He pulled out his notebook, checked it, and gasped, saying, "The disk containing the secret guide has been taken! Our entire plan is now ruined!" "Sister, I never thought High-light was truly capable! He managed to escape so effortlessly!" Bova looked utterly amazed. "Brother, High-light used Chinese martial arts to escape. He can effortlessly untie ropes that bind him and even use his qi to make someone fall unconscious from several meters away. We completely underestimated him!" Lina, who had some knowledge of High-light's martial skills, explained, prompting Valeri to roar, "High-light! Since you refuse to cooperate with us, your fate is certain death!" With that, he threw the laptop to the ground, shattering it. "Highlight, next time if you get yourself into my hands, you'll regret it!" Lina waved her pink fist, biting her silver teeth, looking as if she were utterly determined to destroy Highlight. "I'll kick his jockstrap right off!" Bova grinned mischievously. "Alright, enough! Each of you take a gun. When you see Highlight, don't hesitate—just eliminate him. I don't want the secret manual falling into anyone else's hands!" Valeri said, handing each of Lina and Bova a sleek, silent pistol. "Highlight, your time has come!" Valeri smiled with a hint of deadly intent. That morning, Highlight was still at the Good Speed Car Sales Company, and by afternoon, he had already made his way to the sales hall of Tianlong Real Estate to purchase one of those high-end homes—few people came to inquire, and even fewer were genuinely interested in making a purchase. There are now many new sales strategies on the market, all centered on attractive sales representatives who charm large clients, persuading them to commit, only to say goodbye once the clients pay—after which the sales representatives receive their commissions. Highlight thought: "That's truly Chinese!" "The charm of seasoned professionals is what makes an outstanding man—why should they sacrifice their personal appeal to sell real estate?" Twelve stunning sales representatives are quietly expressing their interest to the increasingly skeptical clients, who are now so sharp they won't easily be fooled. It's not that these large clients are unimpressed by beauty—rather, they're always accompanied by a "yellow-faced wife," who stays with them almost around the clock, hard to dislodge. As a result, these twelve bright sales representatives have been busy for over a month, yet still haven't managed to sell a single unit. Their performance has been dismal, and the headquarters of Tianlong Real Estate has now applied pressure, demanding that at least one unit be sold by the end of this month. While other sales representatives were scrambling to close even a single deal, Gao Liang remained indifferent—while others were at work actively pursuing clients, Gao Liang was playing the game *Top Gear: Unstoppable Winds* on his assigned post. He logged in using the account he registered a few days ago, entering the game as a Level 9 player. To his surprise, he found that the original Japanese player had already reached Level 10, and the American player had climbed to Level 11, just one step away from the highest Level 12. Looking at the other players, they were all beginners—ranging from Level 9 down to Level 8. Gao Liang now had a clear strategy: he wanted to rapidly level up and become a top-tier player, aiming to emerge as the game's king. With the disc inserted into the Lenovo laptop, Gao Liang quickly reached a screen that asked, "Do you wish to proceed with game cracking?" He promptly clicked "Yes." "What a warm and intimate scene! Highlight has been excited—quite a while now he hasn't touched the Breakthrough Guide. This time, he's determined to make full use of it. "Please enter the break-in password?" the system prompts again. Highlight immediately recalls the Breakthrough Guide—the 618K RAR compressed file—and double-clicks to install. At that moment, the system prompts: "Please enter the permission password!" With a note beside it: "If you don't enter the permission password, the system's repair and save function will only remain active for three days." Ah! That's why both Seven Stars and Valeri insisted I provide this permission password! But what is the password? Highlight actually doesn't know. He does have a Breakthrough Guide generator—after all, Highlight is a top graduate from Stanford, well-versed in both computer software and hardware. He could certainly try multiple passwords for this permission code. Yet, even with the most convenient software tool, every attempt to input the password fails. Well, Highlight is giving up. Just as Huang Light was losing his momentum, a Japanese player burst into laughter—because he had already advanced to the tenth level. The American professional player also laughed heartily: "I've won! Just one more step and I'll reach level 12—my $10 million is all mine!" At that moment, a Chinese player posted in the game window: "Huang Light, the world-class player, step out now!" "Hmph! What's so special about Huang Light? This is our American turf!" the American player, still one step short of his goal, said with disdain. "He's a coward—afraid to show himself!" the Japanese player mocked. Seeing this, Huang Light was nearly breathless. He quickly typed on his keyboard: "Huang Light is here! This is my ground—my rules!" The announcement immediately sparked a wave of excitement. Many players posted their reactions: "Huang Light has been missing from the online scene for so long—will he really make an appearance now?" "Have heard he's back in China! I wonder how things are going now?" "If he actually shows up and surpasses the current 11.5-level U.S. professional players, we'll officially crown him our No. 1! Whatever he says, we'll do!" "Exactly—he's our idol. Wherever he is, that's where we'll follow him all the way!"... Highlight was moved to his feet by these warm messages. Today, he simply wouldn't settle for anything less than advancing the game to the twelfth level. He had to win—otherwise, how could he face these devoted fans? Yet, the access password remained unsolved. What was it? Highlight entered the previous lucky password—02825—that Meiji had used, but it didn't work. Just as he was frowning and sighing, Nan Gong Hai, chairman of Tianlong Real Estate, arrived steadily at the sales service hall, accompanied by several staff members. All the sales representatives rose to greet him respectfully, but Highlight remained seated, his full attention fixed on the password puzzle. "Report to the president! I'm playing games! Please give me instructions!" one mid-level executive reported. "Immediately terminate him!" Nan Gong Hai erupted in anger. High Guang, who had been indifferent and was about to pack up his laptop and leave, was suddenly interrupted by a clear, pleasant voice: "Dad! He's new to the company and still not fully familiar with the work expectations. Please, Dad..." Upon looking up, Nan Gong Yan appeared—dressed in a sleek black business suit that perfectly highlighted her nearly flawless figure, her hips rounded and her backside full and well-defined, a truly attractive and professional woman. "No way. We are firm in terminating employees who show no performance at all!" Nan Gong Hai slammed his hand on the table, making up his mind. "If you fire me, you'll regret it!" High Guang's words stunned everyone. "Hmph! With you—how dare you dare to threaten me!" Nan Gong Hai was now completely furious. "Fire him! Get him out!" The mid-level executive had already called for security to escort High Guang out. Nangong Yan quickly stepped in to block her father, Nangong Hai, and said, "This is the man who brought me home that night—without him, I wouldn't be here at all!" "Nan, I'll personally repay this favor double, but this is a company, a business—people can't be chosen merely on emotion," Nangong Hai said, his tone much more gentle. He turned to Gao Liang, speaking calmly and without warmth, "Here's one million—just as a token of appreciation. Please take it as you see fit." Gao Liang didn't accept it. He simply said, "I want ten million. Ten million!" "What? Ten million? Young man, aren't you a bit greedy?" Nangong Hai was genuinely surprised that Gao Liang was so demanding. "Father! I truly believe Gao Liang will generate ten million in value for the company!" Nangong Yan deeply admired Gao Liang's abilities—she had noticed his excellence right from the first test drive. Moreover, his resume clearly listed his studies at Stanford University in the United States.