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“What the hell!”
After reading the online comnts, Lincoln couldn’t help but exclaim.
Where’s their brain?
Do they really think I would allow my employees to make a random decision about an IP acquisition without my permission?
I think they’re just barking up the wrong tree!
“Master, what should we do? Mavis is really angry!” Mavis was unhappy.
“What should we do? Of course, we fight back!” Lincoln didn’t hesitate.
“But they’re not dia, and they don’t make gas, so our blacklist won’t be effective, will it?”
Lincoln has always limited Mavis from using extra-legal ans, which left her a bit helpless and sulking.
“Don’t worry, let’s just start by fighting back.”
Lincoln knew that such things, even if ignored, would probably pass in two or three days.
But…
The other party is jumping up and down! Can we just let it slide?
“These people care about saving face, right? Then let’s just spit in their faces and see if they lose their cool.”
“Mavis, create a new permanent non-cooperation blacklist, and put those foul-mouthed bastards and their companies in it.”
“No problem! Mavis will post it right away!” Mavis was instantly invigorated. “Oh, by the way, Master, should I blacklist only those who insult you or also those who insult the acquisition team?” Lincoln waved his hand grandly: “All of them!”
Bullying my employees is also not acceptable!
“Rember to write the reasons: aesthetic defects, low quality, no ability, only idiots would collaborate with them!”
Mavis felt very satisfied, clenched her little fist, and said, “Okay!”
After so thought, Lincoln felt that it wasn’t enough, so he logged into his personal account and posted another ssage:
“Are they crazy?”
Such direct confrontational behavior, coming from a public figure like Lincoln who wields trendous social influence, is extrely rare and even sowhat inappropriate.
But as far as Lincoln’s personal feelings were concerned, he had already shown great restraint.
It was even hard to say whether or not it was a dirty word.
Perhaps it was just a fact?
After so thought, he created another picture: “A tortoise carrying a barbershop”
Only then did he nod, feeling it was enough.
After venting, he felt much better and continued watching players ssing around on the racetrack.
As for buying up several companies to produce similar movies and animations to target them…
Lincoln wasn’t that idle.
It’s enough to find ti to curse those attention-seekers occasionally, there’s no need for any specific targeting.
Otherwise, he would be accused of neglecting his work…
“Master, Mavis is so angry, and I really want to scold them! Can I?” Mavis still looked unsatisfied.
“That’s not right.” Lincoln looked at Mavis strangely. “They didn’t insult you, nor did they insult the gas you make, so why are you so angry?”
As he spoke, Lincoln understood, “You just want to scold them for fun, don’t you?”
“No way!” Mavis denied imdiately. “Mavis wants to vent her anger for Master!”
Then she shook Lincoln’s arm and acted coquettishly, “Please, pretty please!”
But Lincoln was stubborn and self-righteously said, “No, cursing others is a bad thing, little friends should not learn.”
“Hmph!” Mavis shook off Lincoln’s arm and sulked even more.
“Alright.” Lincoln patted Mavis’ pink head to comfort her. “Mavis can pick one of her previous small accounts, add a Cloud Dream certification, and interact with others freely according to her preferences. As long as it’s not a very sensitive topic, you don’t need to report to .”
Lincoln had always planned to slowly give Mavis more privileges, and now he was just going with the flow.
However, so rules must be established beforehand.
Lincoln held back the excited Mavis who was dancing and waving her hands, and said seriously: “But Mavis, you can’t swear or insult others randomly!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Mavis couldn’t care about that right now, nodding vigorously in excitent like a child who was temporarily freed from parental supervision.
Lincoln no longer focused on the excited Mavis, turning his gaze back to the Fall Guys competition venue to check on the players’ performances.
However, it seed that today was destined to be a busy day; another matter ca up—
Little Chun sent a ssage, informing him that the seasonal map for “Light Encounter” was completed, and she hoped that he would take a look at it.
Lincoln reluctantly took one last look at the competition venue. Camille Victoria, with an impressive flying kick, knocked out the “Crocodile Hero” who had tripped her three tis off the race track!
As it turned out, she couldn’t stop the huge inertia or hold onto the slippery edge of the race track. Not far away, Xiaoi watched the scene, tried to reach out to catch her, but her short and thick arms just couldn’t reach her.
Finally, amidst a series of “Aaah Aaah Aaah” screams, Camille Victoria fell down together with her opponent…
“Splash!” “Splash!”
Accompanied by loud noises, the water surface was splashed with two huge water flowers.
Falling style — a score of o!
Lincoln laughed and scored in his heart, and waved goodbye to Mavis as he got up and temporarily left the place.
He had to go check out the “Light Encounter” seasonal map that Little Chun’s team had completed.
No choice, it was the boss’s responsibility!
Of course, if it were Randall reporting the work, Lincoln might have continued watching the match and let them rest and slack off when they were done. But when Little Chun was reporting work, Lincoln was more willing to try to take care of her.
It was definitely not because they were an all -girl team that he was afraid they would secretly complain about him in their private group chat.
—Intern Camille was still in the private group chat! She could report to him at any ti.
And in a few days, Lincoln planned to let Mavis mix into the private group chat as well.
What a joke, Cloud Dream wants to keep a secret from ?
Sorrv, I have eves evervwhere!
After “Light Encounter” went on sale in the first week of September, the seasonal map began to be developed on Monday of the following week.
Considering it was their first ti making a seasonal map, Lincoln gave them a relaxed tiline of one and a half months.
However, to his surprise, they had completed the task in just 20 days.
Even taking into account the additional team mbers who joined partway through, this level of efficiency was definitely impressive!
When Lincoln arrived at the “Light Encounter” seasonal developnt map and saw the new map they had created, he couldn’t help but open his mouth in surprise, speechless.
His first sentence was—
“Tell the truth, did you secretly work overti?”
—They actually made an underwater map!
Lincoln rembered clearly that in the original world, the “Light Encounter” team didn’t introduce the diving-thed “Diving Season” until two years after the ga was released.
But his company’s team actually made a diving map for their very first season!
And they only took 20 days!
Not to ntion their exploration of map possibilities, their creative ambition in ga design, their ability to execute ideas, and even their high work efficiency, which all impressed Lincoln!
Was this the power of the subjective initiative?
Lincoln couldn’t help but give them a thumbs-up before even looking at the detailed map!
With such enthusiasm for developnt and capability, Lincoln could also feel assured about disbanding this team…
After all, the new project had been brewing for a while!
Of course, before that, he had to take a good look at the quality of the maps they had designed and make sure they were sufficiently competent for their roles.
He had to ensure that, after the team was disbanded and its mbers reduced, the quality of the ga’s subsequent seasonal maps wouldn’t decline.
So, surrounded by a large group of girls, Lincoln began to appreciate the scenery and interaction chanisms of the maps.
He wanted to make sure that their abilities matched their creative ambitions!
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