In the Internet age, who still makes traditional games?

Zi Lin, wearing a sailor uniform and white over-the-knee socks, was greeted by a tidal wave of applause and flashing lights as soon as she appeared on the red carpet.

It was her first time experiencing such a spectacle, and she was genuinely excited.

However, displaying her figure and posing for photos were basic skills for every model, so she wouldn't make any mistakes.

She smiled and struck pose after pose, cooperating with the photographer's work.

Zi Lin actually knew that her appearance was only at the level of pretty; she wasn't particularly outstanding among models.

Although her figure was very impressive, this kind of "advantage" was only effective in low-end shows.

High-end shows, on the other hand, didn't like models with large breasts.

This wasn't just the case in the modeling world; it was the same in the film and television industry.

—Actresses with explosive figures but not particularly outstanding looks mostly played vase roles, even in low-budget online dramas.

Therefore, Zi Lin was very clear that it would be difficult for her to make a name for herself.

Perhaps before long, she would have to give up her dream and accept reality—just like many friends who had already left the modeling industry.

Therefore, she cherished the stage even more.

Even if it was just a small stage organized by a game company, with fewer than a hundred audience members.

The other models seemed to feel the same way.

Probably because the turnover rate of bottom-tier models was high, and many people would give up after only pursuing their dreams for a year or two, the preparations for Zhunmeng made them feel a trace of the atmosphere of their dreams.

—Or perhaps, it was just that it was rare for spotlights to focus on them, making them excited.

Each model was very serious and worked hard.

Even wearing sexy swimsuits, silk camisoles, lingerie aprons, and bunny girl costumes, they were all generous in showing themselves in front of the camera.

In the audience area, the male and female employees of Zhunmeng clapped their hands until they were red.

Chen Wanzhong's face was as red as a monkey's butt, but he finally stopped looking around and avoiding eye contact, and instead seriously watched every detail of the models' bodies.

He paid particular attention to the dynamic changes between the clothes and the body when the models made various movements.

Peng Linmu was watching with such absorption that he wouldn't have heard someone calling him.

Ding Nian looked at the models with excitement, his eyes shining.

Xu Fang was very calm, admiring each set of clothes with a smile.

The little assistant also forgot the panic of banging on the door and shouting, "Boss, something bad has happened!" earlier, staring straight at the interacting models in front of him.

Especially the model with a pure, youthful, childlike face, but also possessed an amazing cup size and an outrageous waistline.

She looked like a character straight out of a manga.

She was the only Xia country model among the four models sent by special car, with the stage name Nan Yue.

The information showed that she was just 19 years old, a freshman majoring in acting, and also a small online celebrity with more than 30,000 followers on Weiguang.

Xu Meng could still hear the little assistant muttering in a low voice: "How can there be such a figure in reality? This is impossible…"

Not only the audience watching the excitement, but the photographers were also quite excited, the cameras rattling.

But just at this time, the receptionist suddenly ran over and whispered in his ear: "Boss, the police are here at the company."

"?" Xu Meng turned his head, his face full of doubt, "What are the police here for?"

"They said they received a hotline report that our company is gathering people for prostitution."

"? ?"

"What the hell? ? ?"

Xu Meng felt incredulous.

He got up and followed the receptionist to deal with this inexplicable inspection.

In the end, he had to bring a police officer in to take a look before completely eliminating the suspicion.

Xu Meng wanted to ask who reported it, but the police officer refused on the grounds of "protecting the informant's privacy."

Xu Meng had no choice but to sit down and continue watching the show, but his thoughts had drifted away.

Yesterday, as soon as the announcement was issued, there was a coordinated online troll attack, and today, after the models came to the door, they were slandered and reported…

And the news that Meng Ling had learned from the models…

… …

… …

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the "performance" ended.

The models retrieved their mobile phones and took a bunch of selfies, and after taking group photos with familiar friends, they reluctantly left Zhunmeng holding flowers and taking extra red envelopes.

Song Zhicheng, who had disappeared for a day, finally reappeared.

"Boss, I found out."

"The source of the trolls?"

"Yes!" Song Zhicheng affirmed.

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"Moyu Games?" Xu Meng asked again.

"Yes!" Song Zhicheng affirmed again, but immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Ah?"

"Boss, you know?"

But wasn't the boss always wandering around and watching the show?

Xu Meng asked again: "Do you know anyone from Moyu Games?"

"Um… I know them, but this news wasn't found out from Moyu Games."

"Then where did you find it out from?"

"Moyu Games' sworn enemy, Four-Dimensional Games, worried that I wouldn't believe it, they also provided chat records."

"?" Xu Meng was speechless.

You two game companies, established for less than 8 years, have become "sworn enemies"?

Is there so much drama?

And—

"How do the people from Four-Dimensional Games know that Moyu Games hired trolls? And they can get chat records?" Xu Meng asked in confusion.

"Um, because…" Song Zhicheng hesitated a little.

He promised his friend not to spread it, but after hesitating for two seconds, he still confessed: "Because… inside Moyu Games, there is an undercover agent from Four-Dimensional Games."

! ! !

Xu Meng was shocked again.

Undercover agent? !

Is the second-tier game circle in this world so exciting? Even undercover agents are used?

Is this legal? ?

Xu Meng looked at the thermos cup and the supplements for conditioning his body in front of him, and strengthened his determination to leave the second-tier game circle for the next game.

The second-tier game circle in this world is too scary, it's simply full of evil people!

If I stay any longer, who knows when I will be poisoned or drugged…

"You said, could there be undercover agents from other companies in our company?"

"This…" Song Zhicheng said uncertainly, "Our company has been in the industry for less than two years, and we haven't made enemies with anyone, so it shouldn't be, right?"

No enemies?

"There weren't any before, but it's hard to say now."

According to the news that Chen Mengling had learned, Moyu Games was likely developing a new game, and the core selling point was highly consistent with the adjustment direction of "Frost Snow Project."

In the future, they are destined to be competitors.

And they have already started to act.

Trolls can be explained by "friendly business interaction", but this kind of offline false police report and framing has completely crossed the warning line in Xu Meng's heart.

And this is only the second day.

After that, as the competition gradually becomes clear, Xu Meng can't imagine what they will do.

"Then should we condemn them?" Song Zhicheng asked.

Xu Meng shook his head directly after hearing this, "It's meaningless, chat records can't be used as evidence."

"This kind of long-distance scolding is just a waste of saliva, they don't care at all."

"Let me think, how can I make them upset to the greatest extent…"