The sudden surge in traffic was so massive that it far exceeded Ding Sanshi and Ma Hua's expectations. They never imagined that Zhang Menglong's influence was so great; by comparison, their own reputations seemed laughable.
"Overtime! Techies, get in right now and work overtime, this quarter's bonuses are doubled!"
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Ma Hua and Ding Sanshi became excited all at once. They had tried the game, and they were willing to bet on their A-cups that anyone who played it would instantly fall madly in love with it.
"200 bucks? Even if the game is trash, I'll take it. What if I win the prize?"
"Even if I don't win, I want to lower the game's chances of winning!"
"If I win the prize, I basically won't need to struggle for the rest of my life!"
"Damn, why hasn't the official website been fixed yet? Ding Sanshi, you little (da)(sha)(bi)."
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