Chapter 52: Saying Goodnight at the Company

On Friday, Ling Cheng’s company used the original game account to launch a preview livestream.

An account that hadn’t updated a video in nearly a year and had no new events for months suddenly started a preview livestream.

The content of the preview stream turned out to be the game’s shutdown arrangements?

A shutdown preview stream? Weren’t they afraid of getting completely wrecked? Quite a few people who didn’t even play this game clicked in out of curiosity.

At that moment, Sanfen Xianyu (see Chapter 28: The UP’s False Accusation Game) also opened a stream to watch the preview livestream.

His title was pure clickbait: “Explosion! This mobile game’s official servers are going to drag the entire mobile game world down with them!”

“Unprecedented! It’s the first time I’ve seen a game ramping up content production right before shutting down. Thanks to Huahao Yueyuan HC for the donation. Wish the boss a long life~”

Of course, Sanfen Xianyu had also been paid. Ever since the last scandal affected him, his fan loyalty had plummeted. Now he had to take even small promotional deals worth a few thousand yuan.

No choice, a guy’s gotta eat.

“Thanks to Feng Chui Xiao for the SC. Wish the boss a long life. The boss is right, they actually have a service shutdown reserve fund countdown mechanic? The dev team is insane.”

But Sanfen Xianyu was secretly delighted. He hadn’t expected the preview stream to be this effective.

He wasn’t even the main streamer—he was just watching and giving sharp commentary—yet he was raking in so many donations.

Maybe he could turn his reputation around with this event. Sanfen Xianyu even decided to stream this mobile game every day from now on until the servers shut down!

“I’ve got insider info. I heard the game got a new boss, and all this is that new boss’s instructions.” Bolstered, Sanfen Xianyu spoke with even more excitement.

“I mean, this new boss really knows how to work a crowd. If I had a brain like his, would I still be slaving away as a streamer?”

Sanfen Xianyu watched the main stream’s viewership climb higher and sighed from the bottom of his heart: if he were that good at creating dramatic content, he’d have collected all the Cullinan fragments by now.

After the pre-warmup activities, the main stream’s chief operator began announcing the event bonuses.

Log in and get 100 pulls for free, then a daily wheel spin—whatever number you land on, you get that many free pulls for the event duration.

The game also released a powerful event story to make up for the disappointment players felt during the third anniversary.

The official announcement also promised increased character interactions and more mini-games.

And they stated that after the servers shut down, they would still create a single-player memorial server, keeping all interactions and mini-games.

The moment those words dropped, the stream exploded. Bian Lian Ge, the guy in charge of reading bullet comments, couldn’t even keep up with the scrolling speed.

SC messages over 30 yuan filled several rows. Bian Lian Ge’s tongue was practically cramping from reading them all.

“Thanks to Zhigengniao qwq for becoming an admiral. Generous boss, I love you boss!”

Sanfen Xianyu stared at the flood of positive comments on the main stream. His eyes gleamed green like a starving wolf eyeing fat meat.

My god, this traffic… it’s no less than the drama I stirred up last time.

After the bonuses were announced, Lao Song dropped a bombshell: “A lot of rival developers always brag about how many event rewards they give, but in the end, you have to grind for all of it.”

“Yeah, you bust your ass for five or six hours and get ten pulls, only to pull some lame furry. You call that a bonus?” Bian Lian Ge, whose tongue was numb from reading SCs, fought on.

‘Boss, I haven’t let you down with the coffee and cake you prepare for me every day…’

“So if you ask me, anything you grind for isn’t a bonus—it’s my labor pay.” As he said this, Lao Song did his trademark hair flip.

Sanfen Xianyu, who had been scheming how to milk the traffic, was utterly stunned by that line. “Holy crap! Where’s the clip king? Record that quick! It’s blowing up, for real!”

The main stream’s viewership directly shot to number one on the mobile game streaming charts, even surpassing some less popular esports events.

Before the stream even ended, dozens of clips were ready to go.

The game’s download count started climbing steadily. Everyone wanted to see if this game really would follow through on the shutdown and pull off an epic self-destruction, challenging the entire mobile game industry’s reward standards.

After the preview stream ended, Lao Song stepped away from the camera and grinned like an idiot. “Feels good, so good~”

Even Yun Ziyu, working behind the scenes, couldn’t help gulping at the terrifying buzz. ‘So this was what President Ling expected?’

After all, President Ling’s first breakout game had also gained traction through such explosive topics.

He must have foreseen using this contrast to grab attention when he told her to focus on quality content and throw out crazy rewards…

“Hey, how can President Ling be so calm with all this buzz?” Bian Lian Ge finally recovered after chugging three cups of company coffee.

“Well, this was all within his expectations. A mediocre boss wouldn’t sacrifice profits by having employees make great content and give away freebies right before shutting down.”

Now Yun Ziyu found that handsome young junior even more mysterious and charming.

“That kind of guts, plus that composure—the new boss is no ordinary man.” Lao Song sipped his coffee and gently shook his head, striking a knowing and smug pose.

“Next, we can’t slack off. We have to keep pushing and turn this traffic into retention!” Yun Ziyu took a deep breath and turned back to work.

Thinking that Ling Cheng hadn’t reacted, Yun Ziyu subconsciously assumed she hadn’t yet met that man’s expectations. She believed he was counting on her to do even better.

So she absolutely couldn’t let President Ling down. Never underestimate the power of bonds.

“Yeah, yeah, a good boss who takes over a failing company and still improves benefits is rare. We can’t let him down.” The other employees, seeing the plan succeed initially, were filled with passion.

“Xiao Li, we all came from that sweatshop code factory. Don’t let the program quality slip.”

Xiao Li, whose hairline was just slightly better than the balding programmer, downed another gulp of coffee at the encouragement. Let the new boss see the explosive potential of us coders! “Auli gee! Let’s do this, brothers!”

In that enthusiastic atmosphere, even after the preview stream work ended, no one slacked off. They gradually returned to their workstations.

And the boss at the center of everyone’s topic—Ling Cheng—was sound asleep under An Xin’s watchful eye.

Ling Cheng, whose head was full of game development, had no idea that his amateurish, offhand instructions had produced such a result.

Ling Cheng, forced into CCB every night, got the MVP!