Game testing, day seven.
Wang, who had only slept for five hours, was woken up by his alarm clock.
He didn't go to bed the night before but slept in the high-tech gaming chair given to him during a live stream he used for selling products.
The integrated gaming chair, worth 38,000 yuan, came with massage and sleep functions and was even more comfortable than lying in a bed.
The gift he had recently received symbolized his current status; the price was of no importance—what mattered most was the feeling of respect he derived from it.
After wiping his face with a hot towel, he returned to his chair only to see a barrage of messages demanding updates in his fan group.
"Wang, time for an update, you've been gone six hours."
"Even the donkey from the production team isn't as bad as you!"
"This red envelope is only here for an hour, I hope you show up within the hour. Wang, you might not like me, but you can't dislike money, right?"
