There is a Problem with This Online Game Planning

Chapter 77: Nausea (5/7)

Chapter 77 Nausea (57)

Studio.

The atmosphere is a little stagnant.

Following Lin Yao, she took out the paper from her skirt pocket, and then read out the status quo of online games in the market.

Real-time comments stopped again.

Players who are playing turn-based online games of course know the situation of "Fantasy OL", but those who come to join in the fun don't know.

This...the game does not charge?

Don’t sell property-enhancing props?

Can all props be obtained from other means?

Compare with other games.

Isn't this as clean as a white lotus?

Just like the skin of Lin Cheng in front of the camera is as white...

Besides, they are willing to refund even the money, so players like this are not welcome.

This... It seems that I can no longer blame others, right?

And... the game seems fair.

the other side.

The meeting room of the new studio, the temporary live broadcast room.

Lin Yao made a sudden move.

Peng Yongjun panicked even more, and a drop of sweat appeared on his forehead.

She doesn't know the player ID.

"Mr. Peng, please tell me the other party's ID." Seeing that he was silent, Lin Yao asked again.

Peng Yongjun wiped the sweat from his forehead without any trace, and stammered: "This...this is his privacy, I can't give you his ID."

Lin Yao was expressionless, and immediately said: "Then in your report, the company that is on the verge of bankruptcy due to players embezzling public funds, is it not important? I need to return the money to others! Do you want to watch this company go bankrupt? Besides, you just mentioned a game ID, it does not involve privacy and real identity, I said that such a person is not welcome in our game, as long as you report the ID, I will immediately block him, and there will be no such game in the future account."

"..."

Peng Yongjun was embarrassed.

Some fidgeting.

He didn't expect the script to become like this.

Lin Yao glanced at him, and said earnestly: "Mr. Peng, please give me the other party's ID. If you still have some compassion, we can't let a company be destroyed by our game! Please give it to me immediately!"

Lin Yao is frank and very firm.

Real-time comments saw this situation, and began to persuade.

Let Peng Yongjun reveal the ID.

Peng Yongjun was even more embarrassed.

He glanced at Lin Yao who was approaching every step of the way. After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and planned to hold her steady before speaking.

Don't panic.

Someone must have given Lin Yao an idea. First stabilize her, and then slowly reverse the situation.

But then.

Peng Yongjun was embarrassed again.

How does he know what ID...

but.

There is no unparalleled road in the mountains.

Sudden.

Peng Yongjun racked his brains and suddenly remembered an ID that he got by chance when he was wandering in the game forum.

It seems to be quite a lot to recharge.

"...Call, Dragon of Cangshan Mountain." Peng Yongjun raised his head and blurted out.

"The Dragon of Cangshan? What district?"

"Splendid Years."

The other side of the screen.

Peng Qiang was eating melons when he suddenly heard his ID and was stunned.

He looked at Peng Yongjun who revealed his ID, his face flushed instantly.

Damn you!

"Row."

When Lin Yao heard the ID reported by the other party, she turned her head and looked out of the camera: "Zhong Xiu, for those players who signed up for the server battle that I asked you to ask a while ago, is there any player named Cangshan Dragon in Jinxiu Nianhua District?"

"Yes." Zhong Xiu replied immediately.

Lin Yao said with a blank face: "Call him, and then please bring your mobile phone, we will connect with him on the spot."

Damn it!

Peng Yongjun's eyes widened, and he panicked instantly: "This...it's unnecessary."

He just wanted to fool the past.

"want!"

Lin Yao said solemnly: "We have to deal with the matter openly and aboveboard in front of the camera."

Peng Yongjun still wants to object.

But Zhong Xiu had already handed the phone to Lin Yao, and glanced at Peng Yongjun maliciously.

Peng Yongjun sat on a chair.

The sweat on his forehead began to break out crazily.

This…

Why did it become like this...

She looks easy to deal with.

And just now he was obviously still taking the initiative.

The other party can only speak the words of the car.

Why did they suddenly switch to the offensive?

Everything has changed.

the other side.

Lin Yao took the phone, ignored Peng Yongjun, and dialed the number directly.

"Hey!"

soon.

Peng Qiang's voice appeared on the other end of the phone.

His voice was low, as if he was suppressing the overwhelming anger.

"Hello, I'm Lin Yao, the planner of "Fantasy OL". Are you the player of Cangshan Dragon in Splendid Time?"

"I'm."

"That…"

"Go to tm for embezzling public funds! I embezzled his father! I earned all the money I recharged! If you don't believe me, you can check it! My name is Peng Qiang! I am..."

Not waiting for Lin Yao to ask.

Peng Qiang broke out.

After a simple stinky mouth, he directly introduced himself and revealed his real name.

Lin Yao was dumbfounded.

Then reacted immediately.

"Wait, wait... The Dragon of Cangshan... No, Mr. Peng, don't tell me your real information."

"Planner Lin, don't interrupt me, I'm not afraid of exposure, this dog-like thing slanders me, I'm meow..."

Peng Qiang interrupted Lin Yao.

Another simple mouth smell.

Studio.

After a brief silence in the real-time comments, the frenzy began to roll.

Most of them are ‘hahaha’.

Like a carnival.

Lin Yao has a black hair.

Only turn off the hands-free of the mobile phone.

finally.

Peng Qiang is done venting.

Peng Yongjun's forehead was already densely covered with sweat.

"Planning Lin! Planning Lin!"

Peng Qiang stopped his stinky mouth, and called out to Lin Yao a few times in a louder voice.

Lin Yao reacted and turned on the speakerphone again.

"I'm done talking! Anyone who believes in acting can come to me realistically! Besides, Lin Jian, hurry up and start the server battle. This time, it's either the idiot opposite you who wants to attract people's attention, or someone wants to play your game. What's the matter?" Easy to say."

Peng Qiang resumed his elegant and easy-going tone, and said calmly.

Really hard to believe.

It was him who had a bad mouth just now...

"...Okay, thank you for the trouble."

Lin Yao was a little speechless, thanked Peng Qiang on the other end of the phone, then chatted a few words about games, and hung up the phone.

"Did you hear that, Mr. Peng."

Lin Yao put down her phone and looked at Peng Yongjun again.

Peng Yongjun raised his head, wanting to speak.

But he found out.

Not only Lin Yao.

Off camera.

The rest of the meeting room looked at him together.

Especially the young mature woman in black silk at the front, her eyes seem to be eating people...

One is bad.

He may not be able to walk out today.

"You said, did you get the ID wrong, or was it just for hype? Or...someone asked you to do this?"

Lin Yao saw that he was silent, and said softly.

"I, I may have made a mistake, and Lin planned, this live broadcast is not your answer..."

Peng Yongjun hesitated for a moment, planning to struggle to the death.

"Then I'm asking you now! Can you answer me?" Lin Yao interrupted him directly, "Has anyone embezzled public funds! Put money into our game! I'm asking you! Can you answer me directly?"

Peng Yongjun: "..."

He stopped talking.

Just a thought right now.

regret.

I regret it very much.

Why live broadcast.

"It seems that there is no answer."

"If you get the ID wrong, please tell us in time."

Lin Yao stood up suddenly and glanced at him: "If you are doing it for hype, I advise you to stop in time and don't waste everyone's time. If you are taking money, as Mr. Peng said, it is because of competition, then I can only say... what you can do is to make your competitors unlucky? Can't you think about how to make your game better?"

"If all you can think about is making your competitors miserable, I despise people like you...because you make me sick."

Lin Yao walked out of the camera.

"The live broadcast is over, I am really sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

"Stop wasting everyone's time."

Lin Yao raised her skirt slightly and left the camera.

Then the screen suddenly went black.

The live broadcast ended abruptly.

The audience has not recovered yet, nor has they left.

But no one spoke.

After a while.

A real-time comment scrolled out.

"Fuck, this plan is so cool."