Sunday, Sunday, Sunday again!
"Can you give me a reason not to lose your temper on Sunday?"
Xia Lin glanced at Yang Weiwei beside him and tried his best to calm down his tone, but he still couldn't hide his strong aura.
The arrival of Sunday means that the weekly competitions of the seven major branches of the Battlefield Group are about to begin. For the Gaia branch, which has been ranked at the bottom for five consecutive weeks, it is like a nightmare.
As the general manager of the Gaia branch, Xia Lin is in an extremely bad mood every Sunday.
Yang Weiwei sighed feebly in her heart. As a woman, she knew that it was not easy to have relatives for so many days a month, but what kind of trouble would it be if you came to visit your uncle once a week? The point is, even if you come here to be my uncle, why do you have to call me into the office every time... and scold me for no reason
You should tell me, why do gay men give trouble to rotten girls
Yang Weiwei cursed in her heart, but her eyes rolled. In the past, she had no choice but to silently choose to take the blame for Xia Lin's unreasonable troubles. But now, she is no longer what she used to be. She is no longer Wu Xia Amon. .
"I heard that Shi Xiaobai actually likes virtual competition, but for some reasons he is not in [Gaia], but I believe that as long as he returns to [Gaia], he will definitely come uninvited!" Yang Weiwei He said a made-up "heard and heard" with an expression on his face.
"Really? Is the news reliable?" Xia Lin's eyes immediately lit up.
"Of course! The news was learned from a newcomer named Tu Dahei, Shi Xiaobai, Tu Dahei. Compare these two names carefully. Did you find anything?" Yang Weiwei said pretending to be mysterious.
"These two names seem... very similar." Xia Lin was slightly stunned.
"More than just similarities, these two names are basically couple names! Do you understand? Shi Xiaobai and Tu Dahei... are of the same sex... you know." Yang Weiwei smiled ambiguously.
"You mean Shi Xiaobai and Tu Dahei are gay? Hiss... Then Tu Dahei..." Xia Lin was a little shocked.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xia. That Tu Dahei has been a loyal customer of our Battlefield Bar for a long time. He even booked a supreme box on Monday! Moreover, Mr. Xia, that Tu Dahei is said to be on the same level as Shi Xiaobai. Genius!" Yang Weiwei smiled proudly.
"Well, very good, you are very good!" Xia Lin suddenly felt much more relaxed and patted Yang Weiwei on the shoulder to express his appreciation.
Yang Weiwei couldn't help feeling proud, and thought to herself, Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia, you personally broke the seal of this deception, so don't blame this assistant for carrying it forward.
"I just want to go to the data computer room to screen the players for this week. By the way, I want to see if this native genius is worthy of his name."
Xia Lin looked very interested and was about to walk out of the office. When he saw Yang Weiwei standing still, he whispered: "Why are you dazed? Come up with me."
"Yes, Mr. Xia."
Yang Weiwei was stunned for a moment, smiled stiffly, and suddenly regretted that she had blown Tu Dahei into a Shi Xiaobai-level genius in a moment of pride. The data in the data computer room was the truest manifestation of her strength, and her lies could be exposed in one fell swoop. .
She couldn't help but worry about whether Yang Yang's praise of Tu Dahei as a genius was just a temporary incident, because the crab boy didn't look like a genius anyway. If his data were terrible...
"Ha, how bad can it be?"
Yang Weiwei comforted herself.
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... ...
"What? What did you say? You only won ten games in a week, and then lost more than nineteen hundred games?"
Xia Lin's irritable voice resounded throughout the data computer room, scaring the young data engineer to the point where his glasses almost fell to the ground. Yang Weiwei's face turned pale. She had ten wins and two thousand losses. This single-week winning rate could no longer be described as "bad"!
Zhanyu Group branches have to settle their performance every week. The average winning rate of all customers during that week is also part of the performance. If they win ten games and lose nearly two thousand games, the winning rate is as low as 0.5%, which can directly lower the branch's winning rate by one. Big cut.
Well, Xia Lin is probably going to eat people.
"Yang! Wei! Wei!"
Sure enough, when Xia Lin looked at Yang Weiwei, her eyes were about to burst into flames!
"Xia...Mr. Xia, there is something wrong with this data!"
Suddenly, the young data engineer beside him trembled and said these words.
Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, then put away his anger and said with a smile: "I'm just telling you, how can it be possible to lose two thousand games in a week."
Yang Weiwei also breathed a sigh of relief quietly. The winning rate of 0.5% is indeed too low. Like the winning rate of 99.5%, it is not something normal people can achieve.
But why does the data in the data computer room go wrong
"That... it's not the winning rate that's wrong, it's... this. Mr. Xia, please take a look at this..."
The young data engineer swallowed and pointed to a certain place on the computer screen.
Xia Lin frowned, lowered his head and leaned over, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the line of data pointed out by the data engineer. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he spat out in an incredible voice, "Daily virtual stealth duration, Twenty-two hours!?”
The data engineer wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, Mr. Xia, according to the data, this player named Tu Dahei only spent two hours a day eating, drinking and eating from Monday to Sunday. Go to sleep and spend the rest of the time in a virtual stealth state."
Xia Lin said angrily: "This is impossible! If he really did this, he would have died suddenly within five days!"
Yang Weiwei also clicked her tongue. Twenty-two hours of virtual stealth would take a huge toll on the spirit. Normally, one would have to sleep for a whole day and a night to make up for the lack of spirit. But only two hours of rest every day for seven consecutive days? Crazy? No, even a madman can’t do it!
"It's not just this. Mr. Xia, please look at this again."
The data scientist pointed to the other side.
Xia Lin glanced over and was stunned.
Those are three lines of incredible data.
[Psychic Combat Skills: None]
[Psychic Defense: Ripple Shield (11024 times)]
[Flash Movement: Crab Step (220457 times)]
Those three lines show the data of all combat techniques used by Tu Dahei within a week, but this result...
"Hurry up and kill all the viruses in the system in the data computer room!"
Xia Lin was so angry that he even said the vulgar self-identification.
"Mr. Xia, there is no virus in the system, and the data in the data computer room cannot be wrong..."
The data engineer almost cried.
"It's not poisonous? I think your brain has syphilis! Can you use your fucking brain? Let's not mention that you have used the crab step 200,000 times, or that you have lost 2,000 games a week. I just want to ask you, a Even the psychic combat skills are useless, how can we win ten games and all the opponents surrender on their own initiative, right!?"
As soon as Xia Lin's bad temper came out, he was completely filthy.
"Mr. Xia... you really... guessed it right."
The data engineer smiled stiffly, clicked the mouse a few times, and switched pages several times, and a large table appeared.
Xia Lin stared at it and was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. He looked again and couldn't help but take a breath.
At this time, the data engineer coughed dryly and said: "Here are the specific data of the ten victories. The data shows that these ten games are exactly the last ten games, and each battle lasted more than an hour, and the results of the battles were... . ...The opponent took the initiative to admit defeat. Combining the 200,000 times of Crab Step usage and the record of zero use of combat skills, I think... the opponents in these ten games were forcibly defeated by this player named Tu Dahei. ..."
There was no need for the data scientist's explanation. Xia Lin came to the same conclusion in his mind after looking at the table for a few seconds, but he couldn't believe the correctness of this conclusion. He was confused.
Fighting without sleep for seven consecutive days, using only crab steps and ripple shields in each round to consume the opponent and force the opponent away. Isn't this too crazy
"Is there really such a madman in this world?"
(PS: I’m going to Sanjiang today. I’ll write a Sanjiang speech later. Haha, if you have time, please help vote for Sanjiang. I’ll tell you how to vote in my Sanjiang speech.)