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"Director, this is the latest online population count for the time slot, please take a look. ”

MNB REAL Racing Operations Group.

A chubby clerk with a chest nameplate that reads "Operations Assistant Sezhin Thomas" delivers a form to Anderson's hand.

Seeing the set of data on it, Anderson's body shook twice.

"How can it be so low?!"

Looking at the number of people online at 7 p.m. in New York time, there were only 97,000, and Anderson felt that his low blood pressure was about to be committed.

"Well, sir, it's been so low for the last week...... You know it. Thomas looked at Anderson's gloomy face and shrugged.

Anderson held the report directly in front of him, pointed to the peak number of online people on it and said, "I'm not talking about that! I mean, at this time the night before yesterday, there were still 115,000 people online. Why did you shrink so much yesterday!Damn, what happened?!"

Thomas was startled by his excessive movements.

AFTER STABILIZING HIS MIND, HE SAID WITH A LITTLE ANGER AND GRIEVANCE: "AT NOON YESTERDAY, THE EXPERIENCE VERSION OF HEAT TRACKING'S CHASE MODE WAS LOGGED ON TO THE STEAM PLATFORM. It is said that the platform has reached a cooperation agreement with AGG to hold a drainage promotion for them. So sir, I don't think it's surprising that a new game of the same type has appeared with a lot of attention, resulting in a decrease in the number of people online. ”

Over the past period of time, the loss of users of REAL Racing has made Anderson more and more irritable. And his staff have been working in such a depressing environment for several days. The team is already full of anger.

But Anderson didn't seem to notice.

Or maybe he's noticed, but the pressure doesn't make him want to deal with these irrelevant emotions.

"Mom Zefak, is this a drain? This is a sharp decline! What was yesterday? Huh, Thomas, please tell me what day yesterday was?" he gritted his teeth and growled.

"Saturday. Thomas grunted as he glanced at his colleague with small eyes.

"What? Thomas, louder, I didn't hear it!" Anderson asked with his ear close to Thomas, exaggeratedly.

"Saturday!sir!" Thomas replied loudly, gritting his teeth.

"Yes! Damn Saturday! I'll tell you what time of the week it is, it's the highest average number of people online every week! But on a day like this, the number of primetime game users is a measly 97,000! A month ago, that number would have been 160,000! That's the difference, you tell me it's normal?"

Questioned by Anderson one after another, Thomas finally reached the brink of collapse.

As Anderson slapped the report in his hand hard into his arms, he exploded;

"Oh my God! I've had enough! Anderson, I've had enough! The game is not in good shape right now, and I'm frustrated to be part of this team. But I can't stand spending every day in your yelling, sarcasm, and vitriol! Anderson, I've had enough!"

Because the job of game operation is a very homely position, Thomas has a lot of fat. As he danced and vented his depression, the fat on his body was trembling violently.

Such an image made him look quite like an enraged ball of silicone.

"You used to be strict, but at least you were a good leader. But lo and behold, now you have become a pervert who is helpless, only loses his temper with his peers, and treats others as your negative emotional trash can! I'm going to ask the association for arbitration, and I don't think you're in the right position for your current position. If the arbitration fails and I am proven wrong, then I will resign! I'm completely fed up with you!"

As he spoke, Thomas arched his fat ass, turned to Anderson, and patted him vigorously - this was Thomas's way of showing contempt for people in his hometown.

The most serious way of contempt.

was so seen in public by his subordinates who had always been submissive, and Anderson was already angry.

He held out his finger and pointed at Thomas's fat ass, "Get out of here! right now!"

Thinking that he had pronounced Thomas's death sentence, he extended his finger to the group of employees who were watching with different faces.

He wanted to say, "You too, if anyone is not satisfied, get out of here with him." ”

But when the words came to his lips, he didn't say them.

He was surprised to find that all the employees of the operation team had already stood up.

Look at yourself in a strange way that you have never seen before.

It was a gaze of indifference and defiance, which Anderson had seen -- in many films about "rebellion against tyranny."

For example, "Braveheart", such as "Game of Thrones", such as "Glory",

In these films, such a gaze often represents the end of a tyranny.

Watching a group of people silently pat Thomas on the shoulder and silently walk out from his side, Anderson's heart finally collapsed.

Why......

Why is this happening......

……

Zhengxin Group Headquarters.

Busy all morning the group's marketing department and high-performance department docking, on the communication of publicity and sales. As soon as he returned to the office from the conference room and turned on his mobile phone, Li Fanyu received a call from Meng Tong.

"Poof, Li Dong, your phone is too difficult to call. ”

Li Fanyu said with a smile: "There have been a lot of things in the past two days, if you want to contact me, try to catch it after twelve o'clock at noon." What's the matter, you're looking for me, you're short of money?"

Meng Tong gloated a little: "Where can it! Your second batch of investment hasn't been spent yet." Just have fun, do you want to know?"

"Hey," Li Fanyu took a breath, "Don't sell Guanzi, I'm hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute, how can I have time to tease you." ”

"Haha, don't be funny. Li Dong, you go to Twitter to see the latest news of REAL Racing. ”

REAL Racing?

Li Fanyu didn't understand.

Don't...... Is there a lot of heat tracking activities lately, what countermeasures are there over there?

With this question, Li Fanyu hung up the phone and used his mobile phone to log on to Twitter.

I searched for REAL Racing and took a look, and the latest news made him laugh directly.

"The Redwood City Labor Association formally lodged an appeal to MNB at 8 a.m. today to protest against the unconventional psychological pressure on 52 union members by the REAL Racing Operations Team's oppression of employees. At present, the Redwood City Labor Association has organized a strike among employees involved in the world. In this regard, MNB has not provided an explanation for the time being. According to relevant sources, because of this strike, it is likely to bring a series of impacts to REAL Racing, which has always been the leader in racing games. ACCORDING TO THE SOURCE, BECAUSE THE ENTIRE OPERATION TEAM IS ON STRIKE, IF MNB CANNOT RESPOND TO THE MATTER IN A SHORT PERIOD OF TIME AND SOLVE THE EXISTING PROBLEM, THEN THE GAME REAL RACING IS LIKELY TO BE TEMPORARILY SUSPENDED ON THE STEAM PLATFORM. ”

burst

Why don't you twist it?

Can't sponsor it?

You deserve to mess with me!

Li Fanyu patted his thigh, feeling very comfortable.