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Chapter 77 Zhang Yin

 "Boom!"

Several girls broke open the door and returned like zombies.

The office, which was originally quite cool with the air conditioner turned on, was immediately filled with a wave of anxious heat and the smell of sweat. A girl slumped down on her chair and drank a bottle of water before regaining consciousness.

"It won't work, it won't work anymore. If you keep doing this, you'll be doing it like an adult!"

"It's finally over. We provoked whomever. Why do we suffer so much? Just resign!"

"Don't you know who you are provoking? You should just say goodbye!"

"Whether I refuse or not is none of your business!"

"alright!"

Wensha and Xu Meng appeared at the same time to stop the two parties, who were getting increasingly smelly of gunpowder.

Yao Yuan also came over with a smile, as if he had not heard their conversation just now, and asked: "The college entrance examination is over, and your social practice is also over. How do you feel?"

"..."

Girls, look at me and I look at you. Although there are many complaints, no one is really stupid enough to resign. It’s okay to resign. You can earn a lot here, the treatment is good, you are not afraid of getting into trouble, the boss can handle things, and he doesn’t sexual harassment.

If you were to put this in another company, with 20 big girls surrounding you, which boss would be able to withstand such a test?

In the end, Wensha and Xu Meng stood up and promised, "Don't worry, Mr. Yao, we will definitely not quarrel in the future."

"Don't fight either!"

"It's okay to be a little conflicted. Only when you can control it is maturity. You guys can go back and rest, and the rest will continue working. Wensha and Xu Meng will stay here for a while."

He called the two of them to the reception room and asked, "How do you feel about working as customer service these days?"

"I don't have any feelings. It's much easier than chatting."

"You still have to coax big brother in Yucha, but you don't need to coax him in this."

"Do you think this game is popular?"

"It should be quite popular. Many people call me every day."

"That's not good. Baba took the initiative to give us money."

"Oh, that's good..."

Yao Yuan smiled and said: "That's right, games can fill the revenue gap caused by your voice chat, and even go further. So our big plan remains unchanged, and we must upgrade the nationwide network before autumn.

Then it is estimated that Internet cafes will also lift the ban, and our users will usher in an explosion.

20 people are too few for Yucha. We still need to recruit people. We have to continue to develop the game and provide customer service. Adding one more person will require more people, but I guess I don’t have time for training, so I want to leave it to you two to help me. Bring in new people.”

"..."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, then they both came to their senses and said in unison: "We must teach the newcomers well!"

"Thank you Mr. Yao!"

"Okay, let's go out."

When Wensha and Xu Meng came out, they still didn't like each other, but they felt happy in their hearts. If Liu Weiwei is the director of this department, then they have become officially certified bosses.

Mr. Yao doesn't treat people badly.

This is actually a very normal internal conversation. To run a company, talking to employees is essential. Through conversations, you can understand the status of employees and let them know their direction, or, to put it more tackily, know that they want a promotion and a salary increase.

But unfortunately, many companies treat conversations as a formality.

After Yao Yuan found Wensha and Xu Meng, he ran to Han Tao and asked, "How were your results today?"

"With an increase of 803 players, the total number of players has exceeded 5,000."

"What about average earnings?"

"On average, each person can contribute 50 yuan, and the largest one has contributed more than 300 yuan. After deducting communication fees and sharing, the profit now is 150,000 yuan."

Han Tao expressed his amazement and said: "In the past, monthly subscription for mass distribution was 10 yuan per person, and 5,000 people were worth 50,000 yuan. The profit of the game was too high!"

Is 50 yuan per person too high?

Yao Yuan patted Han Tao on the shoulder, "Poor kid, you won't know what it means to be high until "Westward Journey 2" comes out next month!

"Westward Journey 2" was developed by Guangzhou Tianxia Technology. The company's first game was called "World". At that time, they ran out of money, so Ding Lei happened to come to the game.

Tianxia said that with US$500,000, he can continue to do it.

Then Ding Lei gave 10 million yuan to directly acquire it. After the acquisition, he developed new games, and the "Westward Journey" series was born.

Yao Yuan's blood is not strong enough, and he currently has no energy to make online games. All his resources are used to attack the national Internet.

Moreover, online games will be available in a few years. If it doesn't work, he can grab an agent for "MapleStory", "Audition", "World of Warcraft" and so on.

His health bar will be long enough by then.

………………

In the early morning, the sun is not that strong yet.

China Agricultural University has also gone on summer vacation. The usually bustling morning exercise playground seems very empty, with only one figure running in a circle.

Short hair, wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, with graceful and powerful muscle lines, like a running deer.

"call……"

After Zhang Yin ran enough laps, she slowly stopped, adjusted her breathing, and stretched on her own. After her heartbeat calmed down, she picked up a bottle of water on the bench, sipped it in small sips, and walked out of the north gate of Agricultural University.

Got out.

This is the West Campus of Agricultural University, with Old Summer Palace to the south, Baiwang Mountain to the west, and Zhongguancun Software Park to the north. In the future, Penguin, Baidu, Lenovo, NetEase, etc. will all move there.

Opposite the north gate of the Agricultural University is a family compound called Green Garden Community.

Zhang Yin lived here.

Her father was a scientific researcher in the army, and her mother used to be in the army and later taught at the Agricultural University. She went to primary school at the Agricultural University Affiliated Primary School.

Looking further up, her grandfather participated in the revolution before the founding of the People's Republic of China. He was a division cadre, her grandmother was also in the army, and she also had an uncle who was also in the army.

When introducing someone now, one word will often be mentioned: aristocratic family.

If your parents are opera singers, you are called a folk-art family; if your parents are actors, you are called an entertainer family; if your parents are singers, you are called a music family...it's not worth it anyway.

Then at least three generations of people must be engaged in a profession before it can be called a family.

All of them put gold on their faces.

A family like Zhang Yin's was called the "Red Third Generation" in later generations. Of course, I didn't feel much about it.

When I got home, the sweat had dissipated, so I took a quick shower first.

She has practiced triple jump and 100-meter hurdles since she was a child. She was exposed to the wind and sun outside. Her skin is a bit dark and her hair is short. If it weren't for her beautiful eyebrows that have gradually grown at the age of 18, she would really look like a tomboy.

"Why!"

Mother Liu Shuping came out with breakfast, and when she saw her daughter, she was both happy and worried.

The good thing is that she has always worked hard to achieve her goals, and her college entrance examination scores are not bad. The sad thing is that she is about to go to college, and she doesn't pay attention to her image at all.

Just like this moment, I stood up tall, put a towel on my neck casually, put on a pair of floral shorts, and sat there with my long hands and feet...

A transformed stick insect.

"Don't worry about it now that the exam is over. Let's wait for the scores to come out. Give yourself a holiday, relax, and go out to play more..."

Liu Shuping paused and added: "You must go home before nine o'clock!"

"If you ask me to play, I don't even know what to play with. I can only sleep at home."

"Looking for your classmates, go shopping and watch movies. You can't be bored all the time anyway. People have to relax, and you need to relax now. By the way, is there anything you want?"

"What?"

"At 18 years old, you have become an adult. I have to congratulate my daughter."

"..."

Zhang Yin raised her lips. Although she had been strictly controlled since she was a child, her mother's communication method made her accept it and not be too rebellious.

She thought for a while and said, "Buy a mobile phone. I need it anyway when I go to college."

"Okay, you can buy one when you have time. Buy whichever one you like, and I won't interfere."

Liu Shuping is a senior intellectual who is very knowledgeable and has a sense of propriety in educating children.

Zhang Yin finished her meal and returned to the bedroom. After the exam, she felt empty and had nothing to do. She lay on the bed for a while and then turned on the computer, logged on to QQ, and found the message.

What about "Staying a little longer to see the candidates come out, but it's a pity that you are not there..."

When people in later generations see it, they will rave about greasy old men and literary youths who are pretending to be cool. But this is the popular saying now. If you don't be a bit literary, people will think you are vulgar.

"..."

She actually saw it, but she didn't know how to reply. She pursed her lips and typed: "I want to buy one..."

After thinking about it, I deleted it and typed it again: "My classmates and I want to buy mobile phones, but we don't understand much. Do you have any recommendations?"

(besides……)

------Digression-----

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I'm too lazy to squirt those dicks anymore.

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