Rampant Online Games

Chapter One Thousand and Eighty Six

"I understand what a fart!"

"Yes! What a **** answer! We don't accept it!"

"We were fooled! You must compensate!"

"Yes! Compensate each of us with a sea clan letter pearl!"

...

Under the herd effect, if one player dares to make trouble, other players dare to follow suit.

So it didn't take long for the complaints section to be filled with posts that looked for trouble.

Located in a skyscraper in the magic city.

When Zhang Juzheng looked at taking off the helmet, he rubbed his eyebrows and said with a wry smile: "Oh! What's all this! You have been fooled by the NPC. Can this be thrown over us? Need compensation?"

From the perspective of Guangguang, Zhang Juzheng was very helpless and annoyed.

He actually didn't want to care about these players.

But no way.

This time the incident is a bit loud.

This group of players came to discuss in a unified way that Zhang Juzheng, as the moderator of the forum area, has certain rights within the light, but he has no say in these major issues.

He could only pick up his cell phone and called the boss of the Guangming Company.

"Hey, Brother Teng? Something went wrong, we have to have a meeting..."

...

ten minutes later.

When Zhang Juzheng walked into the conference hall on the top floor with a laptop.

A bunch of high-level suits and shoes are already in it.

Zhang Juzheng's position is at the end of the rectangular conference table.

He nodded and sat down in his seat.

Chen Huateng, who was sitting in the first seat, wore a pair of eyes, his eyebrows were a little pale, but the skin on his face was very pale, and he looked gentle.

People in the company call him Brother Teng.

On the Internet, those players like to call him "Dog Vine".

"Manager Zhang, since you are here, let's talk about the matter."

Chen Huateng smiled and said, his voice was very magnetic, and he couldn't hear the voice of a forty-year-old uncle at all.

Zhang Juzheng smiled bitterly: "I'm not very good at talking, let the video give you the answer."

Zhang Juzheng's ability to speak is not high, and actually has a slight social phobia.

Therefore, he has a high degree of diploma, mixed in the company's forum area leader.

Otherwise, with his diploma and contribution to the company, not to mention the vice president, the director, etc. will always get one.

He walked to the projector, connected the projector with a notebook, and remembered to open the forum.

Now, some forum posts appeared on the big projection screen.

These posts are specially selected posts by Zhang Juzheng.

"The deceptive npC in the game, is this a system bug, or is the light company malicious to the players?"

This is the first post.

It is about the situation where the player encountered a mysterious NPC, and he flicked his life to resist the army of barbarians, and finally found nothing after his tragic death.

Because it is for the leaders to see.

Zhang Juzheng is naturally not good at making posts that are too rude.

Any post that contains emotional abusive light and other high-level content.

He would ignore it.

He also chose civilized posts published by rational netizens.

After reading this post, the executives were all surprised.

"There is such a thing?"

"NPC fools the player?"

"Does our game really have such an NPC?"

The high-levels are all dumbfounded.

Everyone was born as a programmer.

Now the game is on fire.

With this game, everyone has become a winner in life.

Everyone is the beauty of Xiangche, and the high society suo haunts day and night.

But in fact……

The love in the heart of programmers and game nerds will never change.

Many of the senior executives present will wander around in the game created by the company if they have nothing to do.

They have never encountered a similar situation.

Zhang Juzheng did not speak, and continued to show up each post.

After the high-level people read it, they were a little angry.

"What do these players mean? Is it bullying us?"

"Now we have to lose money? What kind of sea clan letter beads do we have to lose? I took a look, this thing is less than 50,000. Now so many players, we need to compensate one by hand. Really we are stupid How much money?"

"Maybe we thought we started a charity company!"

The high-level people of Guangguang laughed angrily.

Zhang Juzheng waved his hand: "This is the reason for the meeting today."

He walked back and sat down.

Chen Huateng nodded slightly, and then asked: "So now, there is a lot of noise on the forum?"

"Well, in just ten minutes, the number of posts in the complaint area was hundreds of times the usual... It should be these players who are organized together and premeditated to make trouble."

Zhang Juzheng said.

"I know."

Chen Huateng nodded, looked at the senior executives and said, "Everyone, what should I do now?"

Vice President Yuan Chun touched his bare forehead and said: "The most urgent thing is not to consider how to deal with players, but to explore the cause of the matter."

Another high-level nodded and said: "No problem, this group of players or something, let's hang aside, or figure out the cause of this matter, even if it is solved this time, what if a similar situation occurs again?"

All the high-level officials felt reasonable upon hearing the words and nodded in agreement.

Chen Huateng also nodded, looking at a man in suit and leather shoes but with a big belly on the left.

"Pharaoh, we are in trouble."

If it is said that Vice President Yuan Chun has reached the point of "Mediterranean".

Then the poor old Wang is a little deeper, he is completely bald.

He is the only bald head among the programmers present.

Somewhat pitiful.

Of course, it's just a pitiful appearance.

In fact, Pharaoh is a pivotal figure in the company.

He is the general person in charge of the game production phase.

His position is not as simple as sitting in an office, directing this, directing that.

He likes to go to battle in person and make suggestions for the company.

It is said that this is because he was a dead house in a two-dimensional game when he was young.

Because he played a lot of games, he has a game inspiration that ordinary people can't match.

It's no exaggeration to say that Heaven can make such a sophisticated and excellent one.

The major programmers account for 80% of the credit.

What about Pharaoh?

He personally occupies 20%!

Very amazing ratio!

To some extent, Lao Wang can even be called the "Godfather of Heaven."

It is a pity that the poor old Wang was not worshipped by the players on the Internet.

On the contrary, Lao Wang is often the object of abuse from players.

"The planning of the dog day! I'll care about you Lailai!"

"What a ** designer! Designing such a cheating task!"

"Who designed this brain-dead NPC! Is there a brain hole in the person who designed him?"

And so on.

When players encounter difficulties in the game, they will always greet Pharaoh.

Pharaoh, the game production director and the game planning director, also has an ultra-luxury alien computer in front of him.

After he nodded, his thick fingers crackled on the keyboard.

"Let's take a look at this NPC first."

As Lao Wang said, a change appeared on the big projection screen.

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