I! Game Designer! Ultimate Tormentor

Wu Wei refreshed the page again!

This time, the posts that appeared made Old Zhang's jaw drop!

[Why did Zhiyou delete posts?!]

["Music Master" is suspected of bribing Zhiyou and deliberately targeting "Dance of Ice and Fire"!]

[Dare to do dirty tricks but not let people talk about it?]

[I declare all the forum managers for the Zhiyou Game Expo are useless! You can ban me now!]

[Pretending to be fair and just on the surface, but practicing discrimination in private?]

[Zhiyou's actions are too unsightly, aren't they?]

[Telling a joke: Zhiyou's fairness]

[Zhiyou: Wuwuwu, I don't want to be like this, but "Music Master" paid too much…]

Countless posts popped up, all uniformly accusing Zhiyou!

Old Zhang looked at Wu Wei in astonishment.

But Wu Wei looked as if it were all perfectly natural.

It was as if he had anticipated this situation!

Seeing Old Zhang's expression of shock and confusion, Wu Wei didn't play coy and began to explain.

"The streamers have finished their broadcasts, and the on-site demos are so popular. If you were a player, what would you do?"

"Buy the game and try it out."

"Exactly. But you open the page where the game should be, and it's not there."

Wu Wei said slowly:

"You're confused, so you go to Zhiyou's dedicated forum section to investigate."

"But, as soon as you open a related page, the post is deleted."

"You're not willing to give up, so you open another one, and it gets deleted again."

"After repeated attempts, even though you never managed to read a full post, you've already grasped the general idea of the discussions in the forum."

"Zhiyou, which claims to uphold fairness and justice for its expo, has actually been bribed by a trash game and is deliberately suppressing high-quality games."

"Meaning, you discovered this. If you hadn't discovered it, would this game, this team, this designer, this concept artist, have just quietly died?"

"The largest gaming platform in the country, with such an embarrassing display,"

"And who can guarantee that this is the first time Zhiyou has done something so underhanded?"

"Moreover, Zhiyou repeatedly deletes posts, hides the truth, and tries to cover up their tracks. What would you do—"

As he spoke, Wu Wei spread his hands, gesturing to Old Zhang.

"I'd tear it apart."

Old Zhang slowly opened his mouth and answered the question.

Wu Wei smiled.

His eyes held a hint of sharpness and ruthlessness.

"Sometimes, public opinion is like a cracked oil barrel."

"All we need to do is toss a match next to it."

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Meanwhile, in the office of the Deputy Director of Marketing at the Zhiyou Gaming Platform.

The smoke-filled office was filled with the pungent smell of smoke. A middle-aged man sat at his desk, looking at the forum in front of him with a troubled expression.

He couldn't keep up with deleting the posts.

The situation had long since spiraled out of control.

He was one of Zhiyou's executives, serving as the Deputy Director of Marketing, and was also the supervisor for this year's 'Zhiyou Cup' University Game Expo.

Sun Bin.

Just a while ago, his old classmate Xiang Dahai had invited him out for a meal.

They were old acquaintances and had even worked together at the same company when they first entered society, so their relationship was naturally good.

Thus, during that meal, Xiang Dahai, having heard some rumors from who-knows-where, asked if he could help look after his son who wanted to participate in this Game Expo.

Initially, Sun Bin didn't want to get involved.

This Game Expo was highly valued by the higher-ups, and even the big boss had inquired about its progress more than once.

He had been at Zhiyou for many years, with a good work record, and all he lacked was an opportunity for promotion.

And now, the Game Expo project that the big boss cared so much about had been handed to him.

Sun Bin knew that this was likely his only chance for promotion at Zhiyou.

If I handle this well, I can join the top management and participate in the company's major decisions.

If I mess this up, I might be stuck like this for the rest of my life.

Therefore, when Xiang Dahai made his request, Sun Bin's first instinct was to refuse.

However, a shrewd person like Xiang Dahai wouldn't let him speak his mind.

And so, a card with two hundred thousand yuan was placed before him.

Xiang Dahai's plan was very well thought out.

Two hundred thousand yuan to buy support for the Game Expo might not seem like a good deal.

After all, the grand prize for the top game at the entire Game Expo was only two hundred thousand yuan.

If measured by money, it seemed like Xiang Dahai was wasting his effort.

But Sun Bin knew that Xiang Dahai wasn't particularly focused on that two hundred thousand yuan prize money.

He cared more about his son Xiang Tianming's future.

The three major universities jointly hosting this event were already known as the cradle of China's new game designers.

Coupled with the support of Zhiyou, the largest comprehensive game platform in the country.

And this being the first publicly held expo.

The event held significant influence and prestige.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the premier expo for new game designers.

Anyone who could win first prize at an expo of this caliber would have an immeasurable future.

They would be talents sought after by top-tier game companies nationwide.

Their starting position would be at a middle management level, instantly outshining other new game designers.

If this matter went through, Xiang Dahai would be using Zhiyou's money and his own company's game to pave a smooth path for his son, free of charge.

Could there be a better deal in the world?

Faced with two hundred thousand yuan, Sun Bin wavered.

The key was that the money came so easily!

One Game Expo!

All new designers!

No fame! No experience! No connections!

How could they compete with a second-generation gamer like Xiang Tianming?

All he had to do was rank Xiang Tianming first and boost his sales.

And then relegate that hot-headed kid who offended Xiang Dahai to the very end.

Such a small matter wouldn't even cause a ripple.

Getting two hundred thousand yuan for a single sentence, Sun Bin couldn't resist the temptation of such easily obtainable money.

He never imagined.

The involvement of the four streamers from Shark Platform would turn the whole thing upside down!

He also never imagined!

That Wu Wei was the game designer who had previously topped their platform's action game sales chart!

If he had known that Wu Wei was the designer of Getting Over It, he wouldn't have dared to do something like this even if he had ten thousand times the courage!