Recalling her own initial struggle when seeking employment, she picked up the phone and issued the latest instruction to the Human Resources department of China's "Chinese Kung Fu" game company... At Binhai City Railway Station, the crowd was thick with returning rural workers who had trouble finding jobs. As Dong Mengshan was preparing to buy a ticket, her phone rang. The number on the screen stirred her interest, yet she hesitated to answer. The phone rang continuously, and finally, Dong Mengshan answered it in front of everyone, her face filled with disbelief and joy: "What? I've been hired—my interview was even skipped! That's wonderful! I'm truly moved! Thank you so much, Recruitment Manager!" The next day, Dong Mengshan arrived at the headquarters of the "Chinese Kung Fu" game company, freshly dressed. The Recruitment Manager guided her to a large office space—similar to a suite of open-plan offices, though much more spacious than that of an ordinary company. Dong Mengshan had expected to sit in one of the cubicles, but after the recruitment manager had given a brief introduction to the overseas operations manager, that brisk overseas manager called out her name and led her into a separate office. "Dong Secretary! This is your office!" The overseas operations manager was a middle-aged man in his forties named Wei Haidong, who spoke to Dong Mengshan with great courtesy. "Wait—am I being appointed as...?" Dong Mengshan couldn't believe it was true. She looked at the shiny plaque that Wei Haidong handed her. Wei Haidong nodded and said, "You'll be responsible for the sales and management of the 'China Wushu' game in the European and North American markets. This assignment has been directly issued by the CEO—there's no room for me to interfere!" Dong Mengshan said nothing further. The comfortable office environment seemed to have been arranged by someone, but who exactly? She couldn't recall who it was. Another day just slipped by without much happening. Dong Mengshan felt particularly uneasy. Just as she was about to head home, the main office of the Foreign Trade Department was bustling with activity. A young man wearing glasses walked in, accompanied by a group of people. "President! Here's my foreign trade plan for this month—please take a look!" Wei Haidong respectfully handed over a document. However, Gao Haoling didn't take it; instead, he turned to a young, attractive female secretary beside him and said, "Xia Yu! Read it out!" The secretary named Xia Yu began reading. Gao Haoling was clearly dissatisfied, shouting, "Is this your plan? It's just like a simple ledger—rewrite it!" After that, he asked, "Has the plan for the European and American markets been finalized? I need one!" "Not yet! Not yet!" Wei Haidong was startled, sweating profusely. Dong Mengshan sensed that the voice sounded familiar, though she couldn't quite place who it was—after all, given the man's current presence and demeanor, he couldn't possibly be on par with him. "All of you, head back to your desks!" With a decisive nod, everyone dispersed. "Wei Haidong, go back and rewrite it—hand it over to my office tomorrow morning!" "Yes, sir!" Wei Haidong promptly nodded and left. As董梦姗 was about to join the crowd heading out, High Light's voice stopped her: "Stay here!" Now, only High Light and she remained. High Light removed his glasses, and董梦姗 was stunned—almost fainting—because she realized for the first time: this man before her was High Light, the true CEO of China's acclaimed game company "Chinese Kung Fu," and, as reported in the media, also the CEO of Electronic Arts in the United States. What a distinguished man! Dong Mengshan, as Gao Liang's first love over the four years at Gaoliang University, spent those years accompanying him through the passage of time. Yet, circumstances changed after graduation—she and Gao Liang parted ways. At that time, Gao Liang was struggling, unable to find work, and ended up joining a car sales company that offered him no income at all. Meanwhile, Dong Mengshan, a practical woman, went to the U.S. with her American boyfriend, Jack Will, and had once mocked and criticized Gao Liang. She never imagined that now, Gao Liang had transformed from a man who barely moved to a global powerhouse. As for herself... Dong Mengshan finally understood everything—her appointment was all part of Gao Liang's careful planning. She felt deeply grateful and said, "Gao Liang, no, Mr. Li! I never deserved this treatment from you. I treated you so poorly all these years. Wouldn't you hate me?" "I can't even hold a grudge against someone like Peter. How could I possibly hate you?" Gao Liang's response came as a surprise to Dong Mengshan. She was so moved and overwhelmed that she couldn't speak. " "Why are you coming back to China again?" Gao Liang looked at Dong Mengshan, who humbly said in a soft voice, "All of this is my fault. I made the wrong choice. He was kind to me at first, but with the repeated financial crises, his father's company went bankrupt, and his situation has become difficult. He can no longer support me, so he pushed me out!" Just as Gao Liang was about to speak, Dong Mengshan's phone rang—it was a long-distance call from her hometown. "Shan'er, are you still in the U.S.? Come home quickly! Your father isn't going to make it!" "Mom! You must make Dad wait for me to return! You must!" After finishing her words, Dong Mengshan asked Gao Liang for leave. Gao Liang smiled and said, "As a senior employee of our company, your family is covered under our medical insurance." Then, he immediately turned to Xia Yu and said, "Quick! Arrange this matter!" "Xia Yu is a capable woman. As the president's representative, she conveys her opinions to the relevant departments. Within five minutes, Xia Yu said, 'Someone will be bringing Director Dong's parents to the premium ward of the First People's Hospital in Binhai City tomorrow!' 'Good. You may now go down,' High Bright instructed. Dong Mengshan was deeply moved. She truly regretted her short-sightedness in the past and had failed to seize such a promising man. Yet, now that she could work beside High Bright, she felt completely satisfied. She resolved that from now on, she would diligently carry out her duties. Otherwise, she would be deeply in debt to High Bright—having once abandoned this man who would eventually become so esteemed. She couldn't afford to make another mistake now. Even if she didn't feel worthy, simply doing her best for High Bright and for herself would be a form of happiness. The game "Chinese Kung Fu" is currently undergoing large-scale market expansion and sales worldwide. With the company's headquarters in Binhai City, Gao Liang decisively assigns tasks, advocating that every person should be placed in a role where their talents can fully flourish—never mind even his own wife, who is far from being a mere housewife. "Dai Mengna! You must quickly go to Electronic Arts in the U.S. to help me manage the operations at their headquarters!" Gao Liang becomes serious when talking about work. Dai Mengna, seeing Gao Liang frowning, feels a bit upset and says, "Husband! You really are willing to send me off alone!" "Hmm! This is a company, not a home! Please don't call me 'husband' anymore!" Gao Liang's words only make Dai Mengna more irritable. Hmph! What's so special about you? You've held two executive positions, yet you don't even recognize me as your primary wife! You're so indifferent—hmm! Fine, then! I'll go. After all, the U.S. is my home. I'll just head back there. I won't come to China Dai Mengna walked away reluctantly, and Mei Ji did too. Just a moment ago, Mei Ji had been dreaming of being able to spend time alone with Gao Liang, now that Dai Mengna had left. But as she was just beginning to imagine that scenario, Gao Liang's voice cut through: "You must leave immediately—arrive in Tokyo by 5 p.m.! Go and develop the Japanese domestic market!" Mei Ji stood frozen, staring at this suddenly unfamiliar husband, her lips pursed as she prepared to protest. Gao Liang's voice came again: "Here! Your flight tickets! The plane departs in just twenty minutes!" "Gao Liang, what on earth do you think I am?" Mei Ji was truly furious. She slammed her hands on the table, facing off against Gao Liang: "Even if you want me to go, you must personally see me off!" "I still have a pile of documents to review. I'm sorry, I simply can't make time. Go on, take care of yourself!" Gao Liang showed absolutely no courtesy. "A damn fool, Gao Liang!" "Meiji actually cried out loud, but Gao Liang coldly said, 'Meiji, our company is a place that values civility. If you say one more thing, I'll fire you!' 'Hmph!' Meiji said and then stormed off. Leaving Gao Liang alone, he continued, 'In order to strengthen and expand the China Wushu game industry, I have to do this. I must make the women in my life remember: when you're Gao Liang's wife, you must never be idle. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to let go of you!' With both of his primary wives now leaving, Gao Liang, after reviewing a pile of documents, felt a bit weary and turned to browse the internet."