[Jian Shen: No problem. Let's each have our own perspective. I'm also very curious about what the ferryman in hell looks like.]
Click send.
Lin Que put his phone back in his pocket, adjusted his posture, and continued to pretend to be asleep.
This fire isn't burning bright enough.
We need to get this fire going from the readers' hearts to the capitalists' backsides.
...
Hongguo.com headquarters building.
If the New Trend magazine is anxious...
At this moment, the headquarters of Hongguo Reading Network is simply a living hell.
The customer service department's phones rang incessantly, creating a piercing alarm.
Dozens of young female customer service representatives were wearing headsets.
My throat was hoarse from talking, and I still had to keep apologizing.
"I'm sorry, we have recorded your feedback..."
"We are very sorry, we will pass on the issue regarding the book title to the author..."
"No, no, no, our platform absolutely does not encourage plagiarism..."
In the editor-in-chief's office, Red Fox felt like she was about to have a heart attack.
At that moment, she was clutching her hair, staring intently at the chat window on her computer screen.
That was her private chat interface with the "Dream Weaver of Hell".
She has sent a total of twenty messages since eight o'clock in the morning.
[Red Fox]: Big Brother! Are you there? Reply to me!
[Red Fox]: Did you know the internet is in an uproar? Everyone's accusing us of trying to piggyback on the success of "The Ferryman"!
...
[Red Fox]: Sir/Madam! Teacher! Could you please change your name?
Is it called "The Hell Connector" or "The Underworld Boatman"?
As long as it doesn't contain the word "ferry," we can discuss anything!
[Red Fox]: Even if you just come out and issue a statement saying it was purely coincidental, that would be fine!
[Red Fox]: Ancestor!
All messages vanished without a trace.
The black and red avatar remained gray, as if it had vanished from the face of the earth.
"Haven't you replied yet?"
Zhou Tong stubbed out his eighteenth cigarette butt hard in the ashtray, his voice hoarse.
As a content operations officer, he has the same responsibilities as the editor-in-chief.
The most basic requirement is to ensure that the content benefits the company.
"He's usually online for a lot of time, so why did he mess up at this crucial moment?"
"Maybe...maybe he's working on a new book?"
Red Fox's voice also lacked confidence.
"As you know, geniuses often have quirks."
Maybe he's in seclusion right now repairing his sword, and his phone is off.
"Ideas! Ideas!"
Zhou Tong scratched his bald head in frustration.
"If we keep coming up with ideas, our website will be destroyed by those artsy types!"
The operations department just released their data: the uninstall rate is three times higher than usual!
These people are really ruthless. They're saying that Hongguo.com doesn't respect original content and that they want to boycott us.
Just then, the red landline on the table rang.
The sound of the bell was like a death knell, startling the red fox.
She glanced at the caller ID.
Vice President of ByteDance Group!
Red Fox took a deep breath, her voice instantly becoming humble:
"Hello, Mr. Liu... Yes, yes, yes."
I know... there's a lot of public opinion... we are currently contacting the author...
Yes, he hasn't replied yet... No, no, please don't close the book!
"Mr. Liu, listen to me. 'Human World is Like Prison' has just finished. This author has enormous commercial value. Closing the book now would be like cutting off your own arm!"
There was no roaring on the other end of the phone, only cold, hard data reporting.
"The uninstall rate has increased by three percentage points, and public opinion monitoring shows nothing but negative."
Red Fox Group's patience is limited.
If the stock price fluctuates significantly before the market closes today because of this,
Then your position as editor-in-chief will have to be filled by someone else!
After hanging up the phone, Red Fox slumped into a chair, feeling completely drained.
"How so?"
Zhou Tong asked cautiously.
"What else can I say?"
Red Fox gave a bitter smile.
"Either change the name or give a reasonable explanation."
If this issue isn't resolved by midnight tonight, we will forcibly block the new book announcements.
They even... gave the dream architect the cold shoulder.
"Cold treatment?"
Zhou Tong's eyes widened.
"That's our star player!"
"What the higher-ups are looking at is risk and return."
Red Fox rubbed his temples.
"Today's dream weavers are like an uncontrollable nuclear bomb in their eyes."
Although powerful, it can easily injure oneself.
She picked up her phone again, her fingers trembling as she typed in the chat box.
This time, she didn't use that pleading tone; instead, she typed out a message from the bottom of her heart.
[Red Fox]: Big Brother, although we've never met, I've always believed in you.
I know you're not the kind of person who has no bottom line.
Since you dared to choose this name, you must have your reasons.
[Red Fox]: But now our ship is about to capsize.
I can't take it anymore; the pressure from the company is too great.
If you see this, even just a period would be helpful.
Don't make those of us who are taking bullets for you feel like a joke.
send.
[Dream Weaver of Hell]: Sorry, I had some personal business to attend to earlier.
[Dream Weaver of Hell]: I'm sorry to have troubled you. Please tell your CEO Liu that if I were him, I would be buying up more of the group's stock at the current low price.
[The Dream Weaver of Hell]: As for the book title?
Not a single word will be changed!
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