"The content the boss wants, it's simply not something a human can achieve."
Zhang of the game development team, with a full face of stubble, leaned back in his chair, completely deflated by now. He had been working until three or four in the morning for four straight days, but he was still at a total loss.
"I'm about to drop dead."
"Drop dead my ass. When you're up until three or four in the morning, aren't you just getting up at eleven or twelve noon?" Yang Hao, the leader of the gaming team, walked by and threw a bottle of coffee at his head: "I think the boss still has some ideas, it's just a matter of whether we can bring them to life. Really, once we succeed, we'll become famous overnight."
"But right now, we're still known as a biscuit-selling company; everyone knows Gu Technology is a food company."
"Samsung makes ships too, cut the crap. Get back to work."
