Chapter 129: Defeated

Iverson said: "It's miserable." Iverson has been blogging all the year round, and he knows a lot about the format of blogs. It is reliable to get first-hand information. White thought to himself, what I wanted was Evelyn's huge powder absorption effect.
White asked Iverson to help test the original game. It has been accumulated for a long time and the popularity is full. It is just time. Iverson said: "If this continues, the blog will be almost cold."
White said, "I'll give it a hand."
"Are you crazy? White, do you know what you are doing?" Iverson was surprised. "Now is a good time to suppress."
White shook his head and smiled: "I have my own way."
White said, turning on the computer and opening the blog interface. The other party must have been half-dead when he saw LB's achievements. Wig must also try his best to prevent LB from moving forward.
He clicked on the email address of the blog and sent an email. After waiting for less than a minute, the other party received a letter. Through the tone between the lines, White confirmed that this was Wigg.
White was typing on the keyboard leisurely, Iverson looked at it, poked his head, and read word by word: "We request to cooperate with your company..." Iverson yelled, "You send it in the name of LB Past?"
"How could I be so stupid to do this kind of thing?" White shook his head and said, "I used the name of the farm game."
Iverson wondered: "Does it work?"
White sipped a sip of coffee: "Let’s first talk about our views on this matter as laymen."
One sentence flew into the email from White's hands: in the current market, personalization is the most important, especially a social platform. The filling of games will make the entire platform richer and more diverse.
In less than a minute, the blog quickly replied: "I played your game, let's make a bid."
Wig was so generous, but White was taken aback. He quickly thought about his personal benefits, and his subordinates slowly said, "At least two million dollars."
White instructed Iverson to open the blog’s stock market and took a look up. He was immediately happy. Damn, the warning was red. It was too miserable. No wonder Wig agreed so quickly. It is estimated that he wants to fight back in the shortest possible time, and it is too late to do the project. Just buy a small game with basic player traffic to cooperate.
Wig had never thought about the idea of ​​cooperating with other online games before. Since last December, an anonymous game email was sent, and after rejecting it, he regretted a lot. Now it is a great opportunity to make up.
When White and Wig talked about the cooperation project, Iverson asked: "This will attract all the people you have accumulated to the blog platform."
"Of course I know." Huai said, "The game itself has a built-in service system for buying gold coins. I dumped the game to them. Not only did I get two million dollars, but I also threw him the biggest problem. That is, After purchasing the game, will the gold coin model in the game be abolished or continue to be implemented?"
Iverson listened to it and thought carefully, and quickly understood: "If it is abolished, there will be a gap between internal krypton players and prostitutes. If it is implemented, blog itself is a free platform, and I join such a game for no reason. Must be abused."
Huai said: "In any case, Wig will not be able to balance the two in a short time."
auzw.com And maybe, because of lack of greed, a large number of users will be lost.
Two days later, White and Wig completed the agreement transfer method on the Internet. The contract was sent by mail, waiting for Wig to print the contract agreement and deliver the signed contract back. White then signed the name of the game. Send it back and keep another copy for yourself, even if the purchase agreement is completed.
On the third day, the blog officially launched White’s farm game. On the morning of the third day, the number of users increased a lot compared to the past. Seeing that the stock market also showed signs of recovery, until the afternoon, the stock market of blog suddenly plummeted because of quarrels among users.
Iverson rushed in with the newspaper excitedly: "It's so amazing, you have said everything, White."
White took a leisurely sip of coffee, turned his chair around, and said: "If it is normal, Wigg must be able to see that this is a circle, even if it is not made by me, other blog opponents will cheat. Only this time Flynn joined LB and caught Wig by surprise, which temporarily confuses him."
Iverson was ecstatic and slapped his thigh and said, "Blog is defeated by us?"
"It's not that simple. Although it won't be solved for a while, it's hard for blogs to be hit hard." White said, "Tens of thousands of user losses, placed on any website, must be paralyzed, and only blogs like this A website with a huge number of bases can survive for a while."
Iverson said: "That is to linger, not far from death."
"That's right." Huai said, "Let's work harder, sending the blog home is not a problem."
In the evening, White invited Maria from the News Department to eat in a restaurant. After eating in a romantic restaurant, White went to the cinema to watch a movie with Maria. Maria said she wanted to drink an iced drink, and White was outside. Waiting in line, after watching the movie, White sent Maria home.
Sitting in the car, it was pitch black outside. White closed the window and turned on the dim warm yellow night light. Maria sucked an ice drink and looked embarrassed: "You must be very tired today."
"I asked you to come out, how come!" White controlled the steering wheel, turned his head and smiled, "The previous Stanford News interviews all relied on your help."
Maria smiled sweetly: "No matter how many times, as long as I can, I will try to help."
White looked out the window, and said unintentionally, "Today is really an unusual day, and the blog suddenly has such a big event."
"Yes!" Maria sighed, "My impression still stays, your last century war."
Listening to this tone, no one suspects yet that White was secretly manipulating this matter behind his back. White was relieved and a stone was relieved.
"I remember, Maria's father worked for the largest news newspaper in California?"
White turned around and said.
Maria sucked an ice drink, how could she not know why White was looking for her today, but her pride in the grove that night was worn out by the man in front of her. Today is a sweet movie. It robbed her of her mind.
At the moment Maria said: "Will this matter to me, White, I know best what my father is like."
About to get out of the car, White insisted on sending Maria to the door. White whispered: "Thank you, Maria." In her expectantly closing eyes, she bowed her head and kissed her forehead. After the two waved goodbye, White sat in the car and lit a cigarette, feeling tired for a while.