Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Gestachi Ying was proud of his face. If this were possible, Yuntong would have had a 100% market and been cut in half. It would have been painful. He probably couldn't agree to touch the nitrite root, but what would this guy say? Gestachi Young would love to hear it at this time.

The nitrite root side took a deep breath and smiled and slowly said: "Mr. Guy, what does this have to do with how we're going to divide the city now? ”

This second-rate is cool! Gestachi shrugged, then laughed: "How can it not matter? Let all of you make money, that's what we're here for. I just need a 20% bonus, boss. How about you? ”

Gestachiyin was also not naive, and the nitrite proved his calm. Although Gestachi Young lowered his bonus and made his bosses stare at him like he was on stimulants, he would certainly not agree to the distribution of nitrite root in 50 cities per person.

One insists on doing this, the other insists on not doing it. What's the result? Then naturally, the negotiations are broken, and we go back and do what we have to do. Gestachi Young didn't want to do this. He started too late and won the situation by smoke bombs. He had to take advantage of the opportunity to negotiate and tie all the studio owners together to put pressure on the nitrite root. A fifty city is too exaggerated to believe that Gestachi Ying can really negotiate, but his real purpose is to depress the price.

This is the most common tool used by large studios against small studios. Pressure, even for the money. The bottom of the big studio is thick enough to hold up; the small studio can't hold up without this foundation, often losing a deal. Although Yunteng is the person who dug Inky, it seems as big as Inky at first sight, but the bottom has not changed, they need to rely on efficiency practice to enrich the foundation. Gestachi Ying's approach has not changed, and it has always been from this angle of writing. Efficiency practice, you don't have to earn money yourself, but you don't want to stand on the heels of this deal.

Boss, that's the best talent in the studio. Where else can't you see Gestachi's intentions? But they don't care about the two families, they just know this vicious price competition, and it must be the third parties who end up taking advantage of it, and then they laugh, and the eyes are like, "You're right to propose this meeting!"

“Boss Gai wants to fuck 20%, you can do it. Thirty main cities for you, you fuck you.” Nitrite phenotype.

“Thirty? Where are you going with the food? So many of us here. Thirty castles? Boss Ya, if you don't want to give in, I think you should go run your 30 main cities and give the rest to all of us!” Gestachi Young's cunning face is becoming more and more obscene, caging all the studios with a 20% lower credit, claiming to be not “I” but “we”. Naturally, you're so expensive, no one works with you, so all the studios are with you. So many of us, of course, should have more castles.

Gestachi Ying, this is all about dying. How can the nitrite root say yes? Both sides began a lengthy chainsaw battle, and comrade first spokesperson of the meeting even sent drinks to quench thirst when people spoke of dry mouths. Everyone is prepared for this long meeting. Such a big deal, trying to come up with a solution that everyone is satisfied with is certainly not that easy, come in and sit down and slap the board in three words, that's too irrelevant, here are all the giants in the industry.

A bunch of people are still peeling here. In words, Gestachi Ying is a little sharper. The nitrite root is lighter and lighter, beating Tai Chi. Gradually, Gestachian's doubts grew, and he felt that the nitrite root did not seem to be pursuing an acceptable solution, as if it had been deliberately disturbing here. This looks like a delay!

How long has it been? Gestachi Ying suddenly thought of this, took a look at it, and suddenly remembered the investigation that had been sent out before the nitrite root.

“Is this guy stalling, waiting for this finding?” Gestachi Ying thought with all his heart, but he remembered again, when everyone was waiting for the results of this investigation, the result was that the nitrite roots themselves said they could discuss it first, and the results didn't have to wait. What is this guy investigating, and what is he stalling at the moment?

Gestachi Young suddenly felt very uneasy and felt like there was something important that had been ignored. This deep thought was a serious distraction, and half a mile later, the sound of nitrite root was heard: “Why didn't Mr. Guy speak up? You think I have a good idea this time? ”

“Ah?” Gestachi Ying returned to God. He had not listened to the nitrite root very carefully for a long time. This second-rate guy was simply messing around. What did you just say? Gestachi Young looked around, everyone seemed to be waiting for his reply, Gestachi Young was about to ask again, suddenly there was a message prompt, and at first glance it was five nights, four words: big things were bad.

“What?” Gestachi Ying warned herself not to panic. It's normal that they have the means.

The reply for five nights was another four words: "Thousands of miles drunk. ”

“Fuck!!!” Gestachi Young didn't panic. He was directly angry. Five nights of news came along, and Gestachi Young turned around and looked at it. Indeed, as he thought: when they were grinding the convention here, they were drunk and developed all ten of his main cities!

“What's wrong?” The bosses were surprised at how Gestachi Young suddenly reacted so much. There was nothing special about the nitrite root proposal just now. Everyone was about to fall asleep. This Gestachi Young suddenly reacted so much.

“You son of a bitch!!!” Gestachin points to nitrite.

“What's going on? Mr. Guy, pay attention to the quality!” The nitrite root frowned.

And the other bosses said, "Yeah, talk about it. Why are you yelling at me? All civilized people, not a thousand miles drunk. ”

Someone else is drunk! Gestachi Young really wanted to spray a bite of blood on that man's face. At last, some people in the boss's pile received some news. Immediately, the color changed. This kind of change was quite rapid, and the intelligence network in these studios was very sound, and the efficiency was quite consistent.

The nitrite root also changed its complexion and looked at everyone with a sad face: "Did you get the message? ”

Everyone actually knows what they're talking about, nodding together.

“Holy shit!” The nitrite root is also out of quality.

“Shit, you son of a bitch, did you order a thousand miles to make a mess?” Gestachi Young is clearly a little freaked out.

Everyone's eyes were all pointed at the nitrite root, which looked like it had been wronged: “Mr. Guy, how can you say that? That was a drunken day between you and Miles. ”

The eyes of the crowd again pointed to Gestachi Young, who are now well known to the streets and alleys for their intoxicating holidays.

Gestachi Young's eyes were filled with anger. He would never believe that the appearance of a thousand miles of intoxication had nothing to do with nitrite root, but what proof could he give? Their advertisement for the efficiency practice was posted directly on the forum, and when they were drunk, of course, they had a chance to see it, so they came in to disrupt retaliation, a reason that was obviously easy to accept and believe.

“Mr. Gai... If you insist on doing this business, could you please keep your announcement to yourself and not make such a big banner? You see, now, the good ten castles, they're all as obsolete as Cloud City.” The nitrite roots are saying it with great sadness over there.

In other words, all the bosses changed their faces and began to attach nitrite roots. They all received intelligence that the 10 main cities developed by Inky had all been drunk once in a thousand miles and did what he did in Cloud City: Free Efficiency Practice.

Though Inky's ads are ahead, they're all starting to charge, but who cares if they get so drunk all the time? The Ten Castles' business was so completely scrapped, they didn't even make sense. A thousand miles drunk is a player. What do you care? Unless at this point someone can buy a thousand miles and get drunk. But this is obviously not a good idea, and the owners here have actually tried this. Who doesn't want to do the efficiency practice business? Everyone knows how they can get drunk. How can they not contact? As a result, people didn't care about them at all...

“What I'm more worried about right now... isn't that why we're so angry at each other?” The anxiety of the nitrite roots.

The bosses panicked, ignoring how well they announced it, how considerate the service was, people ate them to death for free.

“Boss Guy, you have to decide this for us!” Nitrogen said.

“Don't worry, I'll give you a statement.” Gestachi Ying's eyes are about to erupt.

“Gotta hurry. After a thousand miles of getting drunk, will you go somewhere else?” The nitrite root speaks to everyone.

“Yeah, yeah, come on, Mr. Guy.” Everyone spoke up.

“Okay!” Gestachi Young chewed his teeth and threw up a word, pulling out a transmission scroll and flying away.

At a time when one of the 10 castles advertised by Inky Studios was already overcrowded, each active practice area was just a profession. Because there is only one type of efficiency practice that is free and popular in every practice area, some are fighters and some are thieves.

“Go on like this, I think the players from the other professions should calm down!” Jiannan Yu spread the warrior efficiency practice method in a city. At this time, he saw the warriors living in the practice area, and the rest of the profession said after looking depressed and bored.

“On my side too, I think the magicians have tended to take the thieves for a full second...” Comrade Blackwater reflects on his side.

“Same.” All the main cities have the same voice.

“Hey, you're a good fighter. Who taught you that?” In the tenth main city, Gu Fei is very interested in the efficiency practice of glue.

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