Lu Weimin certainly lived up to his special forces background, displaying a decisive crispness in his actions. The moment Wang Zhuo asked him to find someone, he was off, rushing back without even sharing a proper celebratory drink with Wang Zhuo first.

In his words, there would be plenty of time for drinking later; the priority was getting the job done, especially since safety was paramount—the sooner it was settled, the sooner everyone could relax. That evening, Wang Zhuo was in his office, sharing a risqué joke he’d just learned from Fei Long with Guan Yingying, when Qi Fei called.

“Boss Wang, a beauty wants to treat you to dinner tonight. Are you perhaps interested in gracing us with your presence?” Wang Zhuo chuckled, “If you want to treat me to a meal, just say so.

You don’t need to praise yourself; I already know you’re a beauty.” “Hehe, why would it be me? Actually, it’s Siyuan treating.

A young beauty is still a beauty, after all,” Qi Fei explained with a smile. “If she’s treating, that’s fine too.

Tell me the place, and Yingying and I will be right there.” Siyuan was the name Xiao San'er had given herself; she didn't have a surname yet, choosing the name to signify drinking water, remembering the source (Yin Shui Si Yuan), which felt meaningful. A short while later, Wang Zhuo and Guan Yingying arrived at the San Qian Li BBQ restaurant Qi Fei had mentioned.

It was rumored that there were tens of thousands of Korean-style BBQ joints across the country named San Qian Li, though the vast majority had no actual connection to Korean ethnicity. After settling into a small, floor-seating private room, Qi Fei smiled, “Tonight Siyuan is truly treating.

Let her tell you herself.” Xiao San'er grinned happily, “I just made a nice sum of money, so I’m treating. It’s that simple.” “How did you earn the money?” Wang Zhuo asked.

“I wrote a plug-in module and sold it for one hundred thousand,” Xiao San'er explained concisely, clearly not treating it as a major achievement. Guan Yingying asked in surprise, “Writing a plug-in?

Doesn’t that require cracking the game? Isn’t that really difficult?” Xiao San'er blinked her big eyes and replied, “It wasn't too bad; I didn't find it very hard.” “Hey, hey, that’s not the point!” Wang Zhuo interjected, caught between laughter and frustration, “Writing plug-ins is illegal.

It seems you’ve broken the law again.” “No, I didn’t!” Xiao San'er stuck out her tongue and said playfully, “When that person wanted to buy my plug-in, I specifically asked Sister Qi first. I only sold it after confirming it was okay.” Wang Zhuo scratched his head and asked, “Writing a plug-in isn't against the law?

What’s the situation? Explain it to me in detail.” “I can’t explain it well.

Let Sister Qi tell you. I’m going to order the food.” The young girl skipped out happily; this was the first time she was hosting, and she was excited.

In the private room, Qi Fei explained the whole story to Wang Zhuo and Guan Yingying. It turned out Xiao San’er had joined many QQ groups for people involved in cracking software or carrying out website attacks.

These groups hosted every kind of person: some charged fees to take apprentices, others sought tutelage, some posted items needing cracking services, and others made a living through cracking. Xiao San'er acted like a submarine within these groups.

A few days prior, while browsing idly, she spotted a request in one group offering fifty thousand yuan for someone to create a plug-in for a game. The asking price was too low, so nobody wanted to take the job.

Since the game featured very cute, cartoonish graphics, Xiao San'er contacted the person who posted the request. After getting the game’s website address, she went to play the game herself.

Once she started playing, she realized how profoundly user-unfriendly the design of this turn-based game was. Actions that could easily be done with a single click were implemented with multiple steps.

For instance, to use a skill on an enemy, one needed to click the skill menu, select the desired skill from the pop-up list, click again for the skill level option, and after selecting the level, click on the enemy—these steps had to be repeated for every single attack. This was just one example; there were countless similar annoyances.

Even talking to NPCs wasn't a simple matter; it required countless mouse clicks to confirm each line of dialogue. After playing for two hours, Xiao San'er reached her breaking point.

Without another word, she unleashed her divine tools and began the cracking process. After spending more than half the night, she stripped the shell off the game's main program and applied some simple modifications.

The plug-in then took control of her game character, making it run out to the wilderness to automatically fight monsters and level up. Creating the plug-in was a fascinating endeavor; she constantly refined it while thinking of new ideas.

Two days later, the plug-in could automatically return to the city to resupply, automatically repair equipment durability, automatically grind experience, and automatically complete daily quests. In short, this plug-in was a semi-finished product.

If anti-cracking shells, login verification, and multi-account support were added, one computer could run dozens of accounts simultaneously, automatically farming in-game currency, items, and gear to sell. While the plug-in was leveling up automatically, Qi Fei took Xiao San'er shopping for clothes.

When Qi Fei swiped her card to pay, Xiao San'er suddenly remembered that the plug-in could actually be sold; she should profit from her own labor. This time, however, she didn’t act rashly.

Instead, she explained the entire situation to Qi Fei first. “I actually knew making plug-ins was illegal, but after consulting a lawyer, I found out that the game itself was a private server, not protected by law.

Furthermore, since it’s a Korean game, there’s no risk of an international lawsuit,” Qi Fei explained. “Now that you put it that way, we understand,” Wang Zhuo nodded with a chuckle.

“How did that fifty thousand turn into one hundred thousand? Did Xiao San'er bargain for more herself?” “Yes,” Qi Fei said with some admiration.

“She found the person who placed the order and told him directly: Go to location X in City Y, and look for a player named ‘Babaoqi’—that’s the account currently idling. If you’re satisfied, then we can negotiate.” “Then that person spent over an hour verifying it.

When he came back, he was ready to close the deal. Siyuan stated that one hundred thousand was the final price, not a penny less.

After a brief negotiation, they closed the deal.” Just then, Xiao San’er came back in from outside, enthusiastically adding, “I was just practicing on him. I used the same tactics Sister Qi taught me when we went shopping.

They worked really well.” Guan Yingying smiled and nodded, “No wonder you’re treating us to San Qian Li BBQ; you earned the money from the Koreans.” Xiao San’er hummed in agreement, “Yes, yes, that’s exactly the meaning!” Soon, the food arrived, so lavish it was astonishing. Forget the four people present; four more guests couldn’t have finished it.

It seemed Xiao San'er was expressing all her gratitude through the sheer volume of dishes. Wang Zhuo couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration: Gold will always shine sooner or later.

If Xiao San’er’s talents were properly guided, she would surely achieve great things in the future. “That person specializes in making plug-ins for Korean and Japanese online games.

He even wants a long-term partnership with me—he has the channels, and I have the technology. We could make a lot of money, much easier than…” As she got to the word ‘than,’ Xiao San’er swallowed the rest of her sentence.

Guan Yingying, unaware of the full context, didn't connect the dots, but Wang Zhuo and Qi Fei exchanged wry smiles, guessing what she was about to say. …than making money by secretly filming and blackmailing people.

“So, did you agree to his proposal?” Wang Zhuo asked. “I did,” Xiao San’er nodded.

“But I plan to stop after earning enough for my tuition fees. After finishing university, I’ll get a proper job.” Guan Yingying asked with a smile, “Don’t you already have one hundred thousand?

Isn’t that enough for school?” “Of course not enough! I don’t want to squeeze onto crowded buses to get to school; I want to buy my own car.

I like Hummers.” The three of them were immediately speechless. A Hummer costs hundreds of thousands at the very least.

This little girl had quite the ambition. Eating and chatting, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, and time flew by quickly.

Soon, they had gone through three rounds of drinks and five courses of food. Except for Qi Fei, who said she would drive everyone home, Wang Zhuo and the others had drunk some alcohol, and even Xiao San’er had a cup of rice wine, which painted her small face rosy.

Having eaten their fill, Qi Fei and Guan Yingying left together for the restroom, leaving Wang Zhuo slowly gnawing on a dog’s paw while Xiao San’er continuously fanned him. “Instructor Wang, I’m staying at Sister Qi’s house.

Am I interrupting something good for you?” Xiao San’er asked in a mischievous, low voice. Wang Zhuo let out a chuckle.

“Little punk, you know quite a bit.” Xiao San’er giggled and continued, “Originally, I could have created an opportunity for you two later, but it’s a pity Sister Qi got her period. It’s really bad timing.” Wang Zhuo shot her an exasperated look and continued to chew on the dog’s paw.

“Oh dear, how could I forget? Even if she got her period, there are other ways!” Xiao San’er smacked the table.

“Then send Sister Guan home first, find an isolated spot, and I’ll give you half an hour when I get out of the car.” What on earth was going on in this child’s head? Wang Zhuo nearly bit his tongue.

He was actually a little tempted by the suggestion. “Wait, half an hour seems insufficient.

You’re very capable, much stronger than those officials and rich men. Even the handsome guys that rich women pay for aren’t as good as you; they still need medicine.” Seeing her remarks becoming increasingly outrageous, Wang Zhuo waved the dog’s paw at her.

“Hey, did you drink too much…” “I guess I got a little too excited,” the little girl stuck out her tongue and made a face. “Girls need to be reserved, ladylike, hmm?” Wang Zhuo said sternly.

“How can you discuss things like this with a man? Outsiders will laugh at you if they find out.” “Ohhh—” Xiao San’er stretched out her drawn-out reply, clearly sounding reluctant.

“Later, okay? Cough,” Wang Zhuo cleared his throat and said softly.

“Don’t mention the half-hour thing. Qi Fei is sensitive; she definitely won’t agree and will probably lecture you.” “Then you’ll just have to bear with it for now,” Xiao San’er looked sympathetically toward Wang Zhuo’s lower body, as the topic of conversation had become quite taboo, and Instructor Wang’s flagpole had erected a small tent without him realizing it.

Wang Zhuo was just about to speak when Guan Yingying pushed the door open, casually asking, “What do you have to bear with?” Qi Fei followed in behind her. Wang Zhuo tossed aside the half-eaten dog’s paw and used a napkin, pretending to dry his hands, to shield himself in front of his body, laughing, “She said you two hogged the restroom, forcing me to hold it in for ages.” Saying that, he twisted his hips, sat by the edge of the mat, bent down to slip on his shoes, and hurried out the door.

Qi Fei and Guan Yingying immediately believed him. They understood the common sense that men get an erection when they have to pee urgently, so seeing Wang Zhuo’s tent, neither of them thought much of it.

But after sitting down, the three women fell silent, simultaneously thinking about the wondrous object inside that tent...