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Chapter 220 Follow-up 3. About the launch of "My Wife Is the Waste of Immortal Cultivation"

On December 12th, Christmas Eve, the game developed by Zhang Shiting's project team was finally launched.

The game is called "My wife is a waste of cultivating immortals"

A game made with the copyright of a well-known online novel.

The modern urban fairy tale style, the characters are quite cute.

The data on the first day is very good, attracting more than 300 million players. According to the payment rate tested before the launch, there may be more than 6000 million turnover in the first month.

Not bad for a small company.

Stable operation until 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, the server has no abnormalities for the time being, and no bugs have been found on the external network.

The programmer team finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Shiting is dealing with the recharge module of the mall. Fortunately, there are no major problems. The recharge process is very smooth. The only dissatisfaction of the players is the freeze problem of the game during recharge. You can find time to check this problem in a few days.

"Okay, leave one person to watch the night, and the others can go home and sleep."

The main course stood up and applauded everyone, "Thanks for your hard work, I will treat anyone who wants to have a late-night snack. The wooden house barbecue, you can eat as much as you want!"

"Oye!"

Everyone cheered.

"Long live the boss."

"Boss is awesome!"

"I want a shank of lamb."

"I want grilled eggplant!"

"I want roasted cucumbers!"

"I want to eat roast lamb whip!"

……

Everyone was rejoicing and ready to go for supper.

Only Zhang Shiting stood up blankly to pack her things.

"Sister, aren't you going to have a barbecue with us?" Aunt Xiaoye next to her asked her.

Ono and my sister are not wild girls, nor is it because she is wild.

It's just because her name is Tian Xinyu, a nice name.

Later, people joked that she didn't work hard and was very active in eating, so she might as well be called [野].

Slowly evolving to the present, it has become Ono Sister Paper.

"Don't go, too tired, exploited by capitalists."

She sighed and raised her voice a little.

"Ding Zhiqiang, you overtime maniac, you tricked me...we..."

Zhang Shiting stood up, a little embarrassed.

When she saw the black and beautiful hair of the master standing behind, she suddenly remembered——

Oh, yes, Ding Zhiqiang was transferred last month.

The current leader is called Ma Jie.

It seems that a lot has changed, but it seems that nothing has changed.

What has changed is a new leader.

What has not changed is that it is still working overtime as always.

After Ma Jie came, it seemed that working overtime became more serious.

Maybe new leaders are like this. In order to show their bosses that they are active in their work and manage well, they usually work overtime until very late, and at the same time ask their subordinates to accompany them to work overtime.

This business is really not done by people.

Everyone is comparing who is less human.

Zhang Shiting's expression froze, and she sat back on the chair again.

After a while, she happily called out, "Wait for me, I want to eat leeks, but I have been cut too much recently."

……

In the evening, everyone sat around the roadside barbecue stand, and there were a lot of barbecues on the table.

The boss thought they looked familiar, and as a regular customer, he specially presented 20 skewers of mutton skewers.

"It's not easy to become a regular customer."

"It means that everyone is a night owl."

"What can be done about this?" Zhang Shiting said coldly while eating the skewers, "Who makes overtime so serious in this industry? I don't even want to be a night owl."

Ma Jie, the leader next to her, expressed a little embarrassment, but still nodded to cater to her.

"By the way, boss," Sister Ono asked Ma Jie after taking a sip of beer, "The projects are all online, can we resume weekends and get off work earlier?
I haven't had a boyfriend in years. "

Ma Jie chuckled and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't care about this, it depends on the producer and the chief planner, they can make a decision, but I can give them feedback on your wishes."

Hehe, it's this set again.

Exactly the same rhetoric as Ding Zhiqiang.

Zhang Shiting was tired of hearing it.

Before Ding Zhiqiang opened his mouth, she knew what kind of shit he was about to shit.

Only now did I realize that it wasn't Ding Zhiqiang's fault, it turned out that all the master's words were the same.

A group of people ate in full swing, after a while Ma Jie went to the toilet.

Taking advantage of the new boss leaving, Sister Ono talked about the former boss: "Do you think it's strange why Brother Qiang left?"

"Who knows?" Wang Xu replied while eating the leg of lamb. "These high-level people are intriguing. Either you or he will leave today. It's normal to leave."

To be honest, if you don’t work on a project that is about to go live and has a high probability of making money, and you are still a leader, the dividends on the go-live must be indispensable. Instead, you will transfer to an engine development department with no future as an ordinary technician. Everyone will feel that Ding Zhiqiang There is a hole in the brain.

"Maybe it's inconsistent with the idea of ​​the main policy."

Zhang Shiting was also very surprised, why Ding Zhiqiang left after a disagreement, and there was no warning before.

"Maybe it's emotional hurt?" Ono sister asked with a smirk.

As soon as she said this, everyone looked up at Zhang Shiting.

Zhang Shiting tightened her chrysanthemum, "Why are you looking at me? I'm not his girlfriend."

"Hey, stupid people." Wang Xu sighed.

"Hey, slow people." Ono sister paper sighed.

"Are you sick?" Zhang Shiting rolled her eyes, ignoring them.

How could Ding Zhiqiang like me?
He is...

he.

Zhang Shiting's eyes blinked up and down, and for some reason, Ding Zhiqiang's brain was vividly visible.

This ugly man.

Overtime maniac.

demon.

Rubbish.

How could you like me? !

It was at this time that Ma Jie came back from the bathroom and looked at them seriously with his mobile phone in his hand.

Just by the look on his face, he knew nothing was wrong.

"Something went wrong with the extranet," he said.

All the staff lowered their heads, and no one wanted to be called back to fix bugs at this time.

"It's not a big problem, it's just that the icon of a piece of equipment is loaded abnormally, and people need to go back and take a look."

Ma Jie glanced around, and his eyes finally fell on Zhang Shiting.

"I?!"

Zhang Shiting pointed at herself in surprise.

"Product icon, what does it matter to me? I'm a server-side programmer, so if I want to look for it, I'll also look for the client side."

"Shang Li resigned last week. No one is looking at this piece. Shi Ting is more familiar with you. Go back and help take a look. Maybe the server needs to be debugged together."

Hey.

I got a big slot.

Zhang Shiting picked up the bag impatiently, swung it halfway, and swept Ma Jie's face.

Ma Jie rubbed his forehead with his hands, "Sister Xiao Ye will go too, you wrote the client logic of the backpack before."

"I..." Sister Ono let out a sigh, "Okay."

The two returned to the company and started looking for the problem.

Checked the code for a while.

Sister Ono suddenly made a surprising discovery.

"Sister, sister, come and see, isn't this a bit strange?"

Zhang Shiting looked at it for a while, and found that it was a bit strange, not because there was a problem with the logic of the code operation, but because some naming formats were a bit strange.

"It's a little strange."

Zhang Shiting opened the code and checked it by herself.

The last author of this document was Ding Zhiqiang, and the date was on Double 12.

The item code of the mall...

Each interface is named with a suffix.

When all suffixes are listed in order, a piece of non-running code appears, and the content of the code is very simple:
if love=="zhangshiting": (if love is equal to Zhang Shiting)
love="1314" (then love is a lifetime)
else: (otherwise)

love="" (love is empty)
"Heh~~"

For some reason, when Zhang Shiting saw this, tears burst out of Zhang Shiting's eyes.

Ding Zhiqiang, that bastard.

It turns out that he left just for...just for...

Superiors and subordinates in the same department cannot fall in love.

Maybe, I just don't want to continue to be the bad guy who oppresses others.

He wanted to be like her, so that he could be close.

Sister Ono also deciphered this code, and looked back to see Zhang Shiting crying into tears.

She smiled, and handed Zhang Shiting a tissue, "What, moved?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Shiting covered her face and nodded desperately.

"Then it's still too late for you to accept him or not."

"No, it's too ugly."

"..."

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