Before he was convicted, the only people who could see An Ting were the police and lawyers. An Ting had a bad feeling about my appearance.
However, this guy still said fiercely:
"You're lucky I didn't kill you. Don't let me out. When I get out, I'll continue to deal with you."
I laughed: "An Ting! I think you are more resilient now. At least you are tough."
"Fuck you! I won't give you a sentence for many days, just wait!"
"Are you trying to scare me?" I approached An Ting:
"If you're really that tough, why don't you just stab me with a knife?"
"You!" An Ting demanded, he was almost mad at me.
"Little brat, I should have killed you the moment you arrived in Kyoto!"
"Tsk tsk tsk! Too late!" I took out the Fisherman's card:
“I wonder if there’s anyone in prison who listens to this.”
As soon as he saw the Diaosou brand, An Ting's face changed immediately:
"How did you get this?"
"Of course it was given to me by Old Peng. He seemed to say that with this, no one would dare to harm me. But before he had even finished his words, you came here. Isn't this just trying to rub him the wrong way?"
An Ting was not so cruel this time. He lowered his head, his eyes rolled around, and his body trembled.
He was scared. Prisons and detention centers. Who were they holding?
Fisherman's brand works just as well for them.
And if you fall into their hands, it's not like being in the hands of the police. They won't talk to you, they will really beat you.
With An Ting's small body, how many days can he last?
Oh! By the way, people there seem to like picking up soap. An Ting is also good-looking, so he might be very popular.
If I can think of it, then An Ting can certainly do it too.
He suddenly raised his head and said, "Zheng Yang! It's my fault. I've ended up like this because of myself.
I was blinded by greed and went to cause trouble for you. Please let me go, okay?"
"Let you go!" I took off my hat. "How can you let me go?"
An Ting was so scared that his face turned green:
"Hit me! You can even cut my head open, but please don't let the people in prison torture me. Just let me stay in jail. Please!"
"Fuck! I thought you could stay hard for long. Remember to avoid picking up soap after you go in."
I left after I finished speaking, and now when I look at him, I don’t feel any sense of accomplishment.
Aunt Jun was waiting outside. I heard that she beat An Ting yesterday, which made me secretly happy.
"Aunt Jun! Use the Fishing Sou card and let those old prisoners in the prison treat him well."
"Do you even need to tell me? I've already given you a heads-up."
After returning to the base, the game went online under my leadership.
We adopt the point card model.
Equipment and combat pets all rely on synthesis, which of course has a chance of success and requires various materials.
Point cards are the cheapest on the market, and you can play for an hour for just one cent.
In addition, game coins can be used to purchase point cards, or point cards can be exchanged for game coins.
I don't care how much money I can make from this, I just want the people at the base to have a livelihood.
The main purpose still depends on taking on projects from outside.
In the afternoon, I was looking at information about satellite receiving equipment when Zhang Zhifeng ran in:
"Boss Zheng! In just this morning, the game has over a million registered users, with 300,000 online. We're going to be famous."
"so much?"
This is also due to our price advantage and rich activities.
What I pay most attention to here is the communication between players, the simple operation mode, and the mindless one-click completion.
Coupled with the reputation accumulated by Junyang Software, the game had almost no publicity, but its traffic exploded.
"Well! This is great news. From now on, our base will rely on this to pay everyone's salary and bonuses."
When I came back with Aunt Jun just now, I opened another account in the name of the base. All my income from the game will be deposited there from now on.
It is managed by Aunt Jun and is specifically used to cover all expenses of the base.
"Also! Manager Xu has hired three people and has already started training. Would you like to go take a look?"
Xu Yiting is quite fast.
The base also has good benefits and credits, so everyone is rushing to come!
"No need. You guys should discuss these matters from now on. I have other projects to take care of here."
Zhang Zhifeng stood there with a complicated expression on his face.
I raised my head: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
"Boss Zheng! I'm uneasy with you like this."
"No idea?"
Zhang Zhifeng came close to me and said, "Boss Zheng! I know that this base is child's play in your eyes, and you don't even care about the little money we earn.
But the base can't do without you. If you let us take on so much responsibility, I feel like you're leaving."
As soon as Zhang Zhifeng finished speaking, the office door slammed shut, indicating that there was someone outside.
"Come in!"
The office door was opened, and wow, except for Aunt Jun, almost everyone in the base was outside.
Wen Qing came in blushing, "Boss Zheng! You're the backbone of the base. What are we going to do if you leave?"
No, when did I say I was leaving?
"Who told you I was leaving?"
Wen Qing looked at Zhang Zhifeng and the others: "I can see that. You arranged the base very clearly, but you didn't arrange anything for yourself."
Wow! "Didn't I make any plans? Now you guys are busy with yours, and I'm busy with mine. I'm working on other projects."
“Really…really?”
Everyone's expressions were noticeably more relaxed.
"Don't worry, everyone. I'm in charge of the base. I won't ignore you anytime soon."
"Then let's all go! Our President Zheng is fine."
After Zhang Zhifeng finished speaking, everyone left.
But there was someone in front of the door—Tong Feifei!
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