Complaint Letter

But in the end, Alice still replied to the message—

Alice: If you really want to invite me over, I don't want to see anyone else.

With this sentence, Alice seemed to indicate that she didn't want to see Aunt Xian. Obviously, she seemed to have misunderstood that Ye Shuang invited her to repair her relationship with Aunt Xian.

Seeing the message, Ye Shuang agreed. After all, his purpose this time was not for Alice and Aunt Xian, but more for Bobo.

Alice: Hmph, let's see my schedule.

Obviously, Alice had a full schedule, so she probably wouldn't be able to meet Ye Shuang in the next few days.

However, Ye Shuang wasn't in a hurry at this moment. Putting down his phone, he got up and walked downstairs.

Although it was the weekend, considering that Chen Qin was still busy at the company, he drove all the way there. Today he could have rested for half a day, but Ye Shuang still chose to come over and see how Chen Qin was doing.

"President Chen is in a meeting."

"Mhm." Upon arriving at the office, the assistant beside him spoke, and hearing this, Ye Shuang nodded to indicate he understood.

Perhaps because the Spring Festival was only about a month away, Ye Shuang noticed that many of the company's products were beginning to gear up for the Spring Festival promotions.

"What should we do for the Spring Festival?" Ye Shuang reviewed the documents on hand, but in his heart, he was thinking about what to do after the Spring Festival.

Yu You probably hadn't had a proper Spring Festival before; he had to let her experience that kind of atmosphere.

But the festive atmosphere in the city was getting fainter and fainter. Although the reinforced concrete of the city brought a convenient life, it also seemed to isolate some of the human touch.

Just as Ye Shuang was flipping through the documents in his hand, he suddenly noticed something like an envelope tucked inside.

The envelope was thin and didn't look like it was stuffed with money or anything like that, and it was even less likely to be a document. Ye Shuang pinched the envelope in his hand and turned his head to ask Kou Kou beside him,

"What is this letter?"

Kou Kou beside him was also stunned for a moment, because in her impression, she had sorted out things like reports and contracts in advance, and had never seen this envelope.

"Um, President Ye, it might have accidentally fallen in."

Hearing Kou Kou say that, Ye Shuang tore open the envelope to check, and then his brows quickly furrowed slightly.

"A complaint letter..."

What Ye Shuang held in his hand was a complaint letter. Although he didn't know exactly who stuffed it in, he read through the contents carefully.

It was roughly about how a certain product's copywriting in the company contained personal biases, not only inciting antagonism but even falsely reporting the online drama caused by this incident, and that this matter was covered up by management, and so on.

Perhaps knowing that Ye Shuang was quite intolerant of this kind of thing, a certain employee secretly slipped a complaint letter over.

"Too much free time."

Ye Shuang watched silently. Why do some people always like to sneak in their personal biases? He didn't even know what the review department was actually doing.

To be honest, at Ye Shuang's level, he didn't need to personally manage this kind of thing, but he found that he didn't have a suitable subordinate to handle it.

Well, not exactly...

Ye Shuang suddenly thought of An Shiyu, but this fellow didn't know where she was wandering this weekend—of course, it wasn't that she was slacking off, it was purely because Ye Shuang was resting today, so An Shiyu didn't come over either.

After glancing at the product involved, Ye Shuang took out his phone and opened a short video platform to take a look.

Sure enough, an overwhelming number of negative reviews emerged, and the official account was already being bombarded by a massive number of users.

Ye Shuang watched for a while and roughly understood what the so-called personal bias was... It was a romance-themed game where the male protagonist suffered setbacks everywhere, while his best buddy was handsome and rich, and even had a close relationship with the male protagonist's girlfriend, calling each other brother and sister.

Even in the latest chapter of the main storyline, the female protagonist couldn't help but kiss the best buddy, claiming it was because the atmosphere was just right at the time.

Ye Shuang: "..."

Hiss.

Ye Shuang pinched the bridge of his nose, starting to get a bit of a headache. Was this a romance simulation game? Are they sure it wasn't a cuckold training simulator?

However, Ye Shuang also scrolled to the apology letter posted by the official account.

"Actually, if they apologize in time, it's not too bad... just modify the content." Just as Ye Shuang was thinking this, he took a look at the content and his teeth started to ache again.

It was called an apology letter, but it was full of passive-aggressive remarks about how the players didn't understand character development and so on, and that they were only forced to modify it.

Moreover, looking at the comment section, in the latest gacha pool, one was a new character art for the best buddy, and the other was a little boy next door wearing black pantyhose.

Ye Shuang: "..."

He glanced at the product description to make sure it wasn't an otome game but a proper male-oriented romance game, and Ye Shuang suddenly felt his teeth ache even more.

"No, are they sick in the head?" Ye Shuang couldn't help but say, making Kou Kou beside him shrink back involuntarily.

Wow, President Ye seems a bit angry.

"Call the person in charge of this product over here for me," Ye Shuang said.

"Okay... President Ye."

Not long after, a man walked into the office. From his complexion, it could be seen that the man's expression was a bit nervous.

Ye Shuang sat behind the desk, his fingers crossed, and didn't speak.

He silently watched the other party.

It wasn't until cold sweat seeped from the man's forehead as he considered whether to speak that Ye Shuang slowly spoke up, "Your name is Liu Si?"

"Yes, President Ye," the man replied. After all, there were rumors before that Ye Shuang could name every employee in the company.

This didn't seem to be false.

"Do you like little boys in black pantyhose?" Ye Shuang asked.

"Uh, ah?!" The man was stunned for a moment, his expression a bit weird, but he finally said, "Um, I don't like it..."

"Heh." With a cold sneer, Ye Shuang threw the printed screenshots and the apology letter in his hand onto the desk.

"Something that even you, the person in charge, don't like, you just shove it down the customers' throats like this?"

Liu Si picked up the document and took a look, then froze for a moment.

"When was this apology letter sent?"

The next second, Liu Si realized he had said the wrong thing. He was the person in charge of this product after all, shouldn't he be the clearest on whether an apology letter was sent or not?

"P-President Ye, please listen to my explanation," Liu Si immediately said, his speech starting to stutter a bit at this moment.

Moreover, Liu Si didn't quite understand. The company had hundreds of products under its umbrella. Logically speaking, given Ye Shuang's status, he wouldn't personally pay attention to these things, and he couldn't possibly pay attention to all of them.

Ye Shuang didn't mention the complaint letter either, but asked straightforwardly,

"Do you like being a cuckold?"

"I, I'm not..."

"I need you to give me a satisfactory answer by the end of today, otherwise the operations and copywriting of your department, including you as the person in charge, can all pack up and get out."

"Y-Yes! President Ye."

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