The perfect system of rebirth

"Twelve hours, it's been twelve hours, can't you fix this bug yet?"

"Do you know what twelve hours mean, during these twelve hours, our online players in World of Warcraft have dropped by 90% year-on-year, registered users have fallen to freezing point, and the time spent on point cards has hit the lowest point since the game was released!"

"You don't want me to explain those problems, if you can't solve these problems, then pack up and get out!"

"Three hours, I'll give you another three hours, if three hours still can't solve the problem, then leave with your things and team!"

"You made me see your incompetence!"

"..."

World of Warcraft Project Department, Mason walked out of the office of the project chief with a frown.

Everyone around them threw sympathetic eyes at Mason, this time the super BUG incident has become the focus of all media reports, this plague has completely affected the operation of the entire World of Warcraft, and their program detection department has become the biggest joke.

But even as a joke, Mason couldn't rack his brain to think of a solution.

He knows very well that if this matter cannot be solved perfectly, the boss will definitely not hesitate to fire him, and more importantly, if he is really fired, with this sensational event, it will be difficult for him to find a satisfactory job in this industry.

Damn plague, damn loopholes!

Back in the department, the technicians were busy at this time, everyone trying to find a solution, even the employees who had been furloughed had been urgently recalled, but unfortunately, even so, they were still helpless.

"At the beginning of the design of this boss, we also considered the possibility of bringing out copies from the plague, but we only targeted players, and we ignored pets and NPCs."

"Now that the bug has exploded, it's hard to fix it."

"We tried to use regional isolation, some high-incidence areas forbidden players to enter and exit, but the virus was not eliminated, the virus on NPCs became the most terrible thing, and because of isolation, our favorable rating has now dropped to the lowest point, and countless players are scolding us."

"The old virus has not been eliminated, the new virus is still spreading, some players are still carrying the virus, and we cannot control the virus this time."

Listening

to the reports of his subordinates, Mason only felt that one head was two big.

The problem has become more and more serious, the virus in the city is still raging, and it has even been called the Black Death of World of Warcraft, and new pathogens are still continuing.

No matter how many bugs are fixed, they can't stop some of the players' special psychology.

At this moment, a new intern seemed to think of something: "I remember, before this bug broke out, there was a Xia Guo player who sent an email warning, and..." Speaking of this, the intern seemed to think of something and

quickly closed his mouth.

But his words were enough to lift Mason's attention: "And what? Say it!

"And..."

the intern looked at everyone and bowed his head: "And he said that we can't solve this bug, and he said that he can help us fix this bug, but for a fee."

What the?

FIX BUGS?

For the first time, Mason had the same idea as everyone else when he saw the email.

Not to mention that a lot of confidential data of game development cannot be accessed by outsiders, just say that the email sender is from Xia Guo. It's not that Mason looks down on Xia Guo, but when it comes to program data, Xia Guo is still too backward in many people's cognition.

Problems that cannot be solved by so many elites of their own, but a Xia Guo person can solve it?

Are you kidding?

But....

Looking at his subordinates frowning one by one, without a clue, Mason felt a little helpless, his own group of elites, really can't take this BUG, and in another three hours, if he can't find a way, then ...

"Contact him, if what he says is true, we will not skimp on remuneration!"

Mason finally made his decision, and although he felt that his idea was too naïve and ridiculous, he had to admit that there was really nothing he could do.

Mason ordered, and the crowd moved quickly.

Fortunately, although the previous email that was ridiculed by everyone was thrown into the trash, so many people naturally had no problem finding an email, and soon An Li's phone number was turned out.

"Call over and ask how it goes!"

......

"Robbers, bastards, rob by fire!"

"Crazy, really crazy, just this one loophole, actually offered a hundred thousand US dollars, why didn't he rob it?"

In the office, there was a deathly silence, only Mason was there cursing the profiteers, venting his inner anger.

Everyone watched this scene quietly, and they didn't even dare to breathe too loudly, because they knew that Mason at this time was a powder keg, on the verge of explosion, and could implicate innocent people at any time.

Just now, Mason dialed An Que's phone.

The answer received gave Mason a toothache, heartache and flesh pain, the two just chatted briefly, An Li directly said the dilemma Mason encountered at the moment as if he could tell fortunes, but just when Mason saw hope and expected An Li to say a solution, An Li suddenly said that he needed 100,000 US dollars in labor costs.

Moreover, a penny.

Made, that's a hundred thousand dollars!

At that time, Mason wanted to scold back, but he still forced himself to hang up the phone with anger before blurting out the curse.

Finally, after venting the resentment in his heart, Mason fell into a tangle again.

Since it is called robbery by fire, it means that this fire is indeed not small, 100,000 US dollars is not a small amount, but if this matter cannot be properly resolved, the company's loss of property is not only a small amount of 100,000 US dollars. What's more, if it can't be solved, he himself will have to say goodbye to the company about it.

As the Xia Guoist on the phone said:

"There are only two choices in front of you, either you promise to give me 100,000 US dollars, and your company can make more money if you lose a little money, or you save these 100,000 US dollars for the company, and then you yourself wait to be fired."

Which multiple-choice question is this?

"Mr. Mason, I've called again, we..." an employee asked.

"Urge, those hypocritical guys, when they are usually fine, one is more beautiful than the other, but now that something happens, turn your face and don't recognize people!" Mason scolded angrily, but he could only scold uselessly, he knew very well that this is the workplace, no matter how good the relationship is, in the end, it depends on the result.

All foreign companies are like this, result-oriented, regardless of the process, the end result is the difference between success and failure.

There is only one choice in front of Mason.

Promise Quercus!

"Mr. Mason, maybe it's not necessarily all bad things if we agree." When Mason's face was full of confusion, it was the intern who hesitated for a while.

"Not a bad thing?" Mason raised an eyebrow.

But seeing that the intern thought for a while, he said to Mason: "In fact, 100,000 US dollars is your adjustable fund Mr. Mason, but what you are really worried about is that 100,000 US dollars is too much, and this matter will cause our department to suffer a lot of public opinion." "

Isn't it?"

Broken by an intern, Mason finally stopped hiding his true thoughts and nodded: "Now this bug has begun to be commented by major media, we are destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame, if we really spend so much money to fix this bug, people will not praise us, but will say that we are incompetent, because the game we developed needs to rely on an outsider to fix."

But the intern smiled slightly: "Of course it is true for us, but for the World of Warcraft project, this may be a great opportunity!" "

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