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February 7th, Friday evening at 6 p.m.
Heads of various departments from Nitiandang's gaming company gathered in a meeting room on the first floor of a villa, ready for a meeting.
Wei Chengjie was somewhat puzzled, why did they have to hold the meeting after work hours?
If this was any other company, that would be quite normal.
But given the workload at Nitiandang, holding a meeting during the day wouldn't have been a problem at all, right?
Zhou Yang responded like this.
"Don't ask, just remember, any meeting held in the evening is one called by the investors! Just show some respect and make an appearance, and as for what is specifically said, you can take it or leave it."
Wei Chengjie was completely confused.
Although he had previously studied Nitiandang's urban myths industriously and memorized these guidelines by rote, he still didn't completely understand their underlying logic and had many questions about the details.
