Chapter 378: Chapter 232: The Great Dao Asks the Heart (One More) _1
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Looking at these Teddy Bears, the managent system realized that they were all the Little Bears it had locked up in the factory’s control room.
Glancing back at its own factory, it noticed that the Little Bears had all vanished at so point, and now must be inside the opposing chas.
Finally, focusing its attention on the chas across from it, the manager clicked its tongue.
No wonder there had been so much scrap tal recently; it turned out to be repurposed for constructing chas.
But a problem arose, the managent system had monitored all communication channels and even used force fields to block them, so how did these Little Bears communicate?
Even a shaky, skeleton-like cha, like the one in front of it, required precise calculations and accurate information exchange and cooperation to assemble.
It was a grand project, a very tough one to accomplish.
And knowing the difficulties involved, the managent system admired the Little Bears, even for assembling just a single frawork.
And facing an admirable opponent, the best choice was to subdue it.
After subduing it, then we can talk about what cos next!
Though unsure of the thods the opponent used, the managent system was confident it wouldn’t lose.
As for the opponent’s demands, the managent system felt it could interrogate them in detail after knocking them down.
Slowly approaching the opponent, the managent system noticed they really didn’t have much ti; there were too many flaws on the cha.
The weapon system consisted of nothing but a pair of fists; the force field defense system wasn’t bad, but it could only withstand two or three hits before becoming virtually useless.
Moreover, the operators were a bunch of Little Bears, so there was even less cause for concern.
Flexing its joints, the mountainous managent system exhaled a puff of exhaust and walked towards the Little Bears.
Concluding the final battle this way, the managent system felt it even had a bit of a Demon King vibe going on.
The battle that erupted on the steel fortress was a decisive one for the managent system, but for the players on Earth, it was just an Easter egg in a ga.
As players enthusiastically engaged with the Easter egg, Fang Cheng Studio welcod two special visitors.
At nine in the morning, Chen Rang from Mo City and his caraman arrived.
Having confird the address, Chen Rang felt an extraordinary excitent, like a believer heading for a holy site.
He had prepared his speech; he was ready to express his admiration for Fang Cheng at the first opportunity and to tactfully inquire when Mukuai’s rchandise would be available.
He had his lines all thought out, “Father-in-law, I beg you, please release so Mukuai rchandise! I don’t want that Plague Chicken stuff!”
Regulating his emotions and controlling his expression, he and the caraman carried their cara to the third floor, where his smile promptly froze.
The door wasn’t open.
There was not a soul at the reception desk; a tricolor Spotted Cat curled up into a ball, sound asleep, surrounded by bright green chives that made it look as if it were sleeping on a grassy patch and added to its cuteness.
But the door remained closed.
Staring blankly at the door for a mont, Chen Rang said to his caraman, “Did Fang Cheng Studio move?”
“I don’t think so… ”
“It’s already nine, didn’t you confirm when they open?”
“Isn’t it always nine? I didn’t ask.”
The two could only look at each other awkwardly, unsure of what to do next.
Fortunately, not long after, the sound of footsteps ascending provided so relief from their awkwardness.
Turning their heads, they saw soone approaching.
That person, upon spotting the two at the door, paused for a mont and then rembered that soone was indeed scheduled for an interview today.
While Fang Cheng wasn’t particularly concerned, Xu Qingling felt that this was a good opportunity to increase the studio’s fa since a better reputation could ease many things along.
Fang Cheng found this reasonable and agreed to Xu Qingling’s suggestion, accepting the interview request.
After exchanging nas and checking Chen Rang’s press credentials, Huang Ping thought for a mont, then suddenly rembered that this was the Mukuai fanatic!
This guy was renowned for his intense gaming, all just to cuddle with his Mukuai.
Huang Ping admitted that Mukuai was great, but thought the man took it a bit too far.
And knowing that this was the studio’s lead planner, Chen Rang’s interest was piqued.
After getting Huang Ping’s permission, he accompanied Huang Ping to a corner by the stairs.
Once the cara started rolling, he asked directly, “Mr. Huang Ping, may I know your position at Fang Cheng Studio?”
Being on TV for the first ti made Huang Ping a little nervous.
But as soon as the cara was rolling and he was asked about his job, Huang Ping cald down and said with a smile, “Lead Planner.”
“You must be very busy, as the lead planner has to coordinate with other departnts and complete various tasks.”
Huang Ping’s face showed a bit of difficulty, and after a while, he said, “Not very busy… We can’t do overti; we have to leave when it’s closing ti, so we have to finish our work quickly.”
“…Huang Ping, if you’re being coerced, just blink your eyes, or I can put a mosaic over you.”
“I’m telling the truth.”
Although Chen Rang was a ga dia journalist, he had conducted many interviews and had a good guess on whether people were lying or not.
So realizing that Huang Ping was actually telling the truth, he felt Fang Cheng Studio was really quite admirable.
Worthy of the author of “The Healer”, truly full of great love.
Moreover, this policy could have a trendous impact on improving workplace culture, worth promoting to see the effect.
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