"Boss Ma, regarding the handling of this matter, I think you should communicate directly with Chairman Ma..."
The producer, who has always been obedient, did not obey any more this time, and moved out of Ma Xiaotian to block Marei's mouth.
"Okay." Hearing Ma Xiaotian's name, Marei knew that there was no way to talk anymore.
The producer also hung up the phone hurriedly.
Back to the game.
The countdown to the cross-server championship is getting closer and closer, and there are more and more players watching the game.
Jia Meng looked at the row after row of barrage floating in front of him, feeling upset, but unfortunately the game map was seamless, otherwise he really wanted to find a place to get in.
Marei's eyes were also staring at the dazzling barrage that mocked Jia Meng, and when he saw Dongfang Rumeng standing still, he imagined that Jia Meng must be sitting on pins and needles at this time, and felt distressed.
As the boss of the fantasy mobile game production team, he is not even eligible to delete a player's post
Is it true that he really wants to communicate with his father Ma Xiaotian on such a trivial matter in person
Marais guessed that if nothing unexpected happened, Ma Xiaotian should have followed the regimen of "early to bed and early to rise" at this time, and was lying in his throat ready to rest.
Ma Lei frowned, his slender hand holding a heavy head, and opened the phone address book, wondering whether to disturb Ma Xiaotian at such an untimely time.
"Boom-boom-boom".
At this time, the glass door of the office was pushed open.
"Leizi, are you not getting off work so late every day?"
Think of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
The person here is Ma Xiaotian!
Marley was overjoyed, and quite nervous, and hurriedly got up to greet him.
"Dad, why are you so late today?"
"I'll see you."
Marley turned over the phone screen that was in the game, smiled and said, "I will go home in a while."
Ma Xiaotian faced the night outside the office window, and suddenly said sharply: "What are you up to? Are you busy looking for someone to delete posts, or are you busy with online dating in games?"
Facing Ma Xiaotian's straightforward questioning, Ma Lei tried his best to calm down and replied in a calm tone: "So you know it all."
"Leizi, I ask you to come back to China to take charge of the Internet business department. I am not asking you to buy a game team and then play games." New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/
"Dad, if you feel that I am not suitable for responsibility, you can change at any time."
"I trust your ability to control the Internet business, but our group should also enter e-commerce and portals, not just games."
Marley lit a cigarette for Ma Xiaotian, handed it to him, and said: "Games are currently the business with the fastest monetization ability and are suitable for the first shot."
"I agree with the reason that the game makes money fast, but you can explain it to me," Ma Xiaotian took the cigarette, but did not smoke, but stuck to Marley's mouth, "Why do high-paying players do not maintain it properly, but hurt it? That's the food and clothing parents!"
Marley was caught off guard by the smothering, coughing and speechless for a while.
"Leizi, I read the forum post you want to delete. It's not that I don't let you delete, but I don't want you to focus on trivial things." Ma Xiaotian added.
Marley coughed with a dry and sore throat, pinched his esophagus, and forced himself to speak: "This is not... trivial to me..."
"What's important? Isn't it just a male player exposing a female player's bad intentions?"
"I checked, this male player is not someone else, but Tang Xiaojian, the young master of the Tang culture himself."
Marley didn't want to expose Jia Meng, but found an appropriate reason temporarily.
"What?" Ma Xiaotian looked shocked when he heard the news, "Is that the Tang culture that originally cooperated with Thunder and turned to Net Dream?"
"Exactly."
"The game you bought is interesting."
"More interestingly, according to my latest secret report, Net Dream will outsource public relations to Tang, and this Tang Xiaojian is the person in charge appointed by Jia Tianming."
"That's really wonderful."
"Dad, I know this post was made by Tang Xiaojian, so..." Ma Lei had to lie in front of Ma Xiaotian in order to protect Jia Meng, "So I want to avenge my personal revenge and delete it!"
"What a public revenge!" Ma Xiaotian suddenly pulled down the window, clapped his hands and applauded, looking at Marley with stern eyes, "I think you are public and private!"
"Dad, don't worry. The Tang family and Wangmeng have become a family. I will not let him go in the real business competition."
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"My plan is that real competition will crush him, and if there is a chance on the game line, I will also disgust him." Marley tried his best to be justified.
Only he himself knew that the reasons for so many fabricated things were just to be able to deal with the post by Tang Xiaojian that insulted Jia Meng.
"Don't confuse reality with games. Tang Xiaojian is our competitor in reality, but in the game it is our food and clothing parents. As long as he continues to spend money on our games, we will be able to live and wait online."
Ma Xiaotian's thoughts were very clear, he didn't buy it at all, and he immediately penetrated Marei's seemingly reasonable but absurd reasons.
Marley had nothing to say.
He was silent, covering his mouth with his palm, fearing that he might confess Jia Meng if he continued speaking.
Tang Xiaojian posted a post about accusing his real fiancée Jia Meng, cheating his money and feelings in the game...
Such a bloody incident, I'm afraid it is to make Ma Xiaotian smile.
Ma Xiaotian's sharp eyes disappeared, replaced by a kind gaze, falling on Marei, asking: "Leizi, do you have anything else you want to say?"
Marai remained silent.
"It's just a post. I didn't want to interfere. In ancient times, there was a peek at it. I can also see from the details of the processing of a post that you still did something improperly."
"Yeah." Marley, who has always been rational and fickle, chose to compromise.
"Thunder Group's Internet business department has just started, and the game business is the main thing. For some things, dad can help you stare as much as possible. From now on, you will be completely dependent on you."
Hearing words with the word "stare", Marley felt terrified.
He thoroughly recognizes the reality. Although Ma Xiaotian ostensibly asked him to take charge of the Internet business, he has been paying attention to his movements, and he is always uneasy.
Marley couldn't help clenching his fists, smiling and politely responding: "Thank you Dad for your concern, I will definitely work harder."
"You better not let me down." Ma Xiaotian said a meaningful sentence.
"Definitely not."
"It's getting late, do you want to go home with me?" Ma Xiaotian walked out of the office, leaned halfway in and invited Marley.