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Mavis, nestled next to Lincoln, quickly handed over the mobile phone.

Lincoln saw that it was a call from Camille Victoria, and casually answered: “Hello?”

“Hello, Lincoln!” Camille Victoria’s voice was filled with joy, “Assassins’ Alliance has sold over 6 million copies! I just called to personally congratulate you!”

“Congrats to all of us, it’s everyone’s accomplishment, and you contributed as well!”

“Not at all—” Camille Victoria clearly didn’t want to take the credit, “I only participated in a very small part of the production.”

“But you still made a contribution! There’s no need to be modest! Anyway, everyone gets a bonus.” Lincoln had already prepared the bonuses before the game went on sale, only waiting for a proper reason to give them out.

“Ah? No, no, I can’t accept it!” Camille Victoria declined repeatedly. If it were the “Light Encounter” team giving out bonuses, she would reluctantly accept, but she found it difficult to accept a bonus for “Assassins’ Alliance .

By the time she joined Dream Cloud Studio, the production of “Assassins’ Alliance” had already reached its later stages. After she mastered the development tools, she quickly joined the “Light Encounter” production team.

In “Assassins’ Alliance,” besides the Little Fire Dragon Healing Gun left as an Easter egg, she only created some buildings to enrich the city, as well as some minor modifications here and there.

She couldn’t help but feel like she shouldn’t accept the bonus for this work.

“Why not…” Lincoln was about to continue persuading Camille Victoria not to decline, but suddenly, he realized a problem.

—How did the princess know about the game’s sales?

Since getting in the morning. he had been busy watching plavers have fun.

and he barely had time for breakfast, let alone giving access to the employees. Without permission, they naturally couldn’t see the sales numbers.

He was planning to wait till 9 0’clock, when it was the usual working hours at Dream Cloud, and then sync the real-time sales data for the employees to see.

So, the only people who could see how many copies the game had sold now, besides him and Mavis, should be Randall.

Then how did Camille Victoria know? Did Randall specifically notify her?

Did Little Chun find out the data from Randall and then tell her?

No matter how he thought about it, it felt a bit weird.

“Student Camille Victoria, how did you know about the game’s sales?” Lincoln couldn’t help but ask.

“Huh? Didn’t Brother Randall post it in the office group chat?”

Lincoln blinked his eyes, a series of question marks appeared in his mind: Office group chat? What office group chat? Does Dream Cloud Studio have a group chat?

Why did I, the boss, not know about it?

Did they set up a group chat without telling me, their boss?

What were they chatting about all day long? Were they talking bad about me every day?

Lincoln asked without revealing his thoughts: “I see, what are they all talking about in the group?”

Camille Victoria, who never had the true experience of a worker’s life, didn’t feel anything inappropriate. When Lincoln asked, she just straightforwardly answered without any reservation.

“Everyone is celebrating the game’s performance after its release, saying there’s a good chance of breaking the sales records for major games. And they were talking about you, the boss…” Camille Victoria paused here.

Lincoln’s heart clenched, “What were they saying about me?”

Camille Victoria hesitated, how could she repeat their cheerful exclamations of “Boss is awesome!” to him straightly?

Finally, she could only say, “They were praising you for being amazing.”

“Oh, I see.” Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief, “Then add me to the group chat, it’s not good if everyone’s there but I’m not.”

“Oh, sure.” Camille Victoria was unsuspecting and directly sent Lincoln an invitation.

In the Dream Cloud Studio Office Group, the employees were passionately chatting. Suddenly, they saw a system prompt: “Lincoln has joined the group chat, say hello to him!”

Several quick-reacting employees, before their minds could process what happened, had already sent question marks.

This resulted in Lincoln seeing a string of question marks as soon as he joined the group chat after hanging up the phone.

What did this mean? Were they not welcoming him?

So he also sent a question mark: “?”

The employees who sent the question marks earlier wished they could chop off their disobedient hands to avoid implicating themselves.

Camille Victoria still didn’t realize anything was wrong and calmly greeted Lincoln in the group chat: “Welcome!”

Wouldn’t this girl be hated by the employees?

Lincoln thought about it but decided it would be easy to solve.

Little Chun was about to say something to help Camille Victoria out, but then saw Lincoln suddenly start sending red packets one after another, sending out 10 full-amount red packets in a row.

Immediately. everyone’s minds and hands became immersed in the joy of

grabbing red packets, putting aside their doubts and surprise.

For a while, the group chat was filled with employees swiping praise for the boss.

“Boss is awesome!” “Boss is mighty!” “Boss is magnanimous!”

“Boss is handsome!”

Lincoln sneered, “Lack of vocabulary, unoriginal, insincere!”

The employees started to think, should they try to come up with some nice words to flatter the boss, but then they saw the newly arrived intern Camille directly forwarded an article to the group chat.

[“100 Golden Flattery Phrases Exclusively for Bosses, Classic Good Text (Worthy of Collecting!)”]

This bold move instantly stunned everyone.

The uninformed spectators began to worry for her: They wondered if they would still see this intern next week… She was too brave! Even if she came through connections, at least leave some face for the boss!

At least give some face to the 10 big red packets!

Lincoln also couldn’t hold back a smile, he couldn’t tell if the girl genuinely wanted to compliment him, or if she just rarely showed her dark side.

He didn’t want to announce any bonuses anymore, he just wanted to exit the awkward situation quickly.

“I’ve opened the backend permissions for all of you, you can log in and view the real-time sales data of the game. If you’re interested, you can take a look for yourselves. You guys chat, I’m leaving the group.”

He didn’t need to think to know that soon there would be a second group at Dream Cloud, and this time not only would he not be invited, but even Princess Camille Victoria might not be invited…

Of course, it might not be the case.

Camille Victoria’s last move to “poke the boss” definitely won her some affection from coworkers.

More likely, they would teach the Little Princess Camille Victoria the ways to survive in the workplace, and then let her join a new group.

But these were all small matters, as workers needed to have their own private space and a place to chat with colleagues and vent emotions.

Lincoln completely understood this.

Employee loyalty cannot be ensured by forbidding them from discussing company matters privately or preventing them from criticizing the boss. All that is superficial.

In order to cultivate truly loyal employees, you need ideals and money!

If you have to sacrifice one of the two, then sacrifice the ideals.

Lincoln’s core philosophy of cultivating employee loyalty had only three points, and they are— Give money!

Give money!

And still, TM’s—give money!

Employees can’t refuse, you must accept what I give you!