Chapter 93 - 90 Greetings from Kirin Industry

Chapter 93: Chapter 90 Greetings from Kirin Industry

(Third Update) 1

Since he was here for work, Fang Cheng believed that everything should comply with the workflow, which meant clocking out on time and without any ambiguity.

Moreover, the exhibition had agreed to close at three-thirty in the afternoon, and strictly speaking, he was making his employees work overtime. However, after Xu Qingling’s reasoned argument, he decided it was best to calculate it ’ according to Rong City’s work hours.

Upon hearing this news, the players found it somewhat unbelievable.

“You’re currently in the limelight. If you’re not seizing the opportunity to expand your influence and let your name as a genius producer echo through Mo City, why the rush to go home!”

Do you really think without you, the butcher, we can’t handle this scruffy pig! However, watching Fang Cheng lock up the integrated machine and call his companions to leave, the players present instantly remembered the days when their mothers confiscated their computer power supplies.

Some began to search online for a demo version, but to no avail.

Some tried to plead with Fang Cheng, but it was of no use.

Some claimed they would die without playing, but Fang Cheng said, “You have the life of a turtle. Living past a hundred won’t be a problem for you.” After exhausting all other options, they found one method.

That was to wait.

A long line formed on the street outside the exhibition area. The snake-like queue stretched out from the entrance and wound around the building three times before one could find the end of the line.

In Mo City during October, the nights were already a bit chilly.

Blending into the crowd, Chen Rang had his colleagues bring him clothes hot drinks, food, and a small stool, while he began to draft an article based on what he had witnessed.

Mainly his experience with “The Healer”.

He had queued up four times today, each time taking longer than the last because there were just too many people.

One could say that he spent an hour and a half playing the game today, and the rest of the time queuing and queuing and queuing.

Chen Rang: “Huh? Did I send it wrong?”

Chief Editor: “You really want to resign, huh! What I mean is, do you not want to do your job anymore? Why did you only write a game review report, and why such an exaggerated one? I know for sure you took money, but you can’t make it so obvious; your patron might question your professional skills.”

Chen Rang: “I didn’t take any.”

Chief Editor: “Oh- so it’s lavish praise, but that’s not your style, is it?”

Reading the chief editor’s reply, Chen Rang sighed.

Yet another poor soul who hasn’t played the game.

He took a photo of his surroundings and replied to the chief editor with a simple “Come and queue up,” then ignored the chief editor.

Believe it or not.

Don’t disturb me as I reminisce.

At nine-thirty in the morning, the line finally began to move.

The players yawned, like a flock of hungry quails, following the queue inside to experience a groundbreaking work.

At three in the afternoon, the chief editor staggered out of the integrated machine and looked up to see Chen Rang watching him with a half-smile.

Approaching, he took the bottle of mineral water from Chen Rang’s hand and drank half of it gulp by gulp, then patted Chen Rang on the shoulder and said, “That article still needs revision; it’s too conservative.”

“I knew it!”

“Also, keep an eye on Kylin Industry; this company is likely to take off.”

“I knew it!”

Of course, the commotion from yesterday naturally also caught the attention of Kylin Industry.