Beijing, headquarters of Hongguo Reading Network.

At one o'clock in the morning, the lights in the data operations department were still glaringly bright.

The man in the suit loosened his tie.

That expensive custom-made shirt was wrinkled like a rag from working long hours.

The cup of strong tea in his hand had long since gone cold, but he didn't care to drink it.

The bloodshot eyeballs looked as if they were being held in place by a magnet.

It was stuck tightly to the almost vertically rising red curve on the big screen.

That's the backend subscription data for "Human World is Like Prison".

Since this book began serialization,

All indicators soared like rockets, breaking through many records since the founding of Hongguo.com.

He is the CCO (Chief Content Officer) of Redfruit.com.

Looking at this "God of Wealth" who seems to have fallen from the sky, I almost want to worship him.

Editor-in-Chief Red Fox, sporting two large dark circles under his eyes, was so excited his voice was trembling:

"Mr. Zhou, the readers are giving us generous tips, and the private messages urging us to update have completely overwhelmed our inbox!"

Especially the scene where he "chops down the examiner," it's now a meme all over the internet, and its popularity is off the charts!

Zhou Tong slammed his teacup heavily on the table.

"High heat? This is just false heat!"

Look at the progress of these chapters.

The protagonist had just dealt with the starving ghost when he immediately went to attack the examiner, without even a moment to catch his breath in between.

Zhou Tong's finger jabbed hard at the screen.

"At this rate, the book will be finished in less than three months! This pace... is too fast."

The red fox paused for a moment:

"Isn't speed a good thing? Readers love reading this kind of concise and to-the-point writing."

"Good my ass!"

Zhou Tong was so anxious that he slapped his thigh.

"This kind of divine book is a money tree! A treasure trove!"

According to the conventions of online novels, a book with this kind of performance would need to be at least a few million words long.

We need to keep it running for two or three years to fully extract the value from the IP.

But judging from the Dream Weaver's attitude, he's aiming for a conclusion!

There's an unwritten rule in the online literature community:

Good books are padded with unnecessary details, while bad books have incomplete endings.

If a phenomenal book were to end in just one million words...

This is a huge waste of resources for the platform.

"No, we can't let him write it like that."

Zhou Tong made a decisive decision.

"Contact him right now!"

No matter what method we use, we must make him slow down!

Let him write side stories, daily life stories, even if it's about Yang Jian catching cats and dogs!

As long as it doesn't end, anything is negotiable!

"besides!"

Zhou Tong lowered his voice, his expression grave.

“Recently, the neighboring terminal network has been making a lot of moves. I heard they are poaching people everywhere.”

If a master like Dream Weaver gets poached by them, the Red Fruit branch's year-end bonuses will be gone!

Red Fox's eyelids twitched.

This is not just a performance bonus, but also the year-end bonus for hundreds of people in the entire content department.

Without daring to delay for even a moment, he quickly cut out the dark portrait.

The sound of keyboard typing seemed particularly rapid in the quiet of the night.

[Red Fox: Dream Weaver, are you still awake? I have something urgent I need to check with you!!!]

...

Jiangcheng, SOHO Studio.

Lin Que had just finished showering, his hair still wet and hanging over his forehead.

He casually picked up his constantly vibrating phone and glanced at the screen.

He has had a relatively peaceful two days since the release of "The Ferryman" and the end of his speech.

Because of the prestige of winning the top prize, the school...

The teachers turned a blind eye to his sleeping in class, as long as it wasn't too outrageous.

Seeing the string of exclamation marks sent by Red Fox, Lin Que raised an eyebrow.

[Dream Weaver: Speak.]

The reply was concise and to the point, exuding a cool and aloof air.

Back in Beijing, Red Fox saw the reply and immediately started typing furiously on his keyboard.

[Red Fox: Big Brother! It's like this,]

The group's leadership has reviewed your update schedule and feels that... the pace is a bit too fast?