The general manager of FenTech recently felt unprecedented pressure.

Mr. Feng, who only ever cared about operational status, suddenly became interested in the details of the online games under his company. What's going on? He even got specific about how a certain class was too powerful and needed to be nerfed for balance...

The general manager quickly convened a departmental meeting with his subordinates. 'Does anyone feel that the musician class is too powerful and needs to be nerfed?' The subordinates looked at each other, 'This class used to be very powerful, but after several adjustments, its skills have been significantly weakened.

Now there's already a lot of resentment, and if we weaken it further, it might become completely useless.' The general manager also felt very troubled: 'This is an instruction from Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng has never been involved in the specific details of online games, so why suddenly...' One of the subordinates suddenly said, 'If I remember correctly, ZyTech's Mr. Shawn plays the musician class...

Could it be that Mr. Feng had a PK with him?' Someone actually figured it out! The colleagues looked at each other, and the more they thought about it, the more likely it seemed. First of all, Mr. Feng actually knew about these roles—so he must have played. If he played, the likelihood of playing with Mr. Shawn is high—and then he must have lost. The general manager decisively said, 'Everyone forgets about this as soon as you leave the meeting room!'

Our boss losing to a partner is something that absolutely cannot be known to outsiders! The subordinates nodded one after another and then asked, 'So do we still need to nerf the musician class?' The general manager: 'No need, even if we nerf it, Mr. Feng still won't win. Let's not waste our efforts.' Subordinates: (⊙o⊙)... General manager, is it okay to be so direct?

The general manager: '...Everyone forgets this sentence as soon as you leave the meeting room.' A few days later, the general manager of FenTech staggered back to his department after a group meeting, tearfully confiding to a close subordinate, 'Xiao Han, I might not last long.' Xiao Han was terrified: 'What happened in the meeting just now?' General manager: 'Not in the meeting, but after the meeting, Mr. Feng kept me back and asked me again about nerfing the musician class.'

Xiao Han: 'What... how did you respond?' General manager: 'I said nerfing won't help, how about I give you a cheat, Mr. Feng?' Xiao Han: '...' How could you say what's in your heart, general manager?

Ever since you were transferred to the tech company and mixed with the tech nerds, have you lost all your cunning skills? The general manager said sadly, 'Xiao Han, do you think I can last long?' '...' Xiao Han resolutely said, 'General manager, I will definitely follow you!'

On the other side, in City B. George Yu strolled into Nai Shawn's office. 'What's going on, what's going on? Why has FenTech suddenly become so nitpicky, with so many opinions on the details?' Nai Shawn looked away from the computer, and a few seconds later, returned to it. 'It's nothing, recently I've been PKing a lot with their Mr. Feng in the game.' George Yu: '...So you chopped our investor into seventeen or eighteen pieces?'

Nai Shawn said nonchalantly: 'Not really, I often let him draw, but a few days ago, after a battle, he asked me how his PK skills were.' George Yu: '...How did you respond? Why do I suddenly feel a bit hopeless? You didn't say anything irreparable, did you?'

Nai Shawn casually said: 'Don't worry, I always speak tactfully.' George Yu felt more and more hopeless: 'What exactly did you say?' 'I said, it should be about the same level as your wife.' '...' George Yu walked away supporting himself against the wall.