After roughly reading several statistics of GM tools, Fang Zhe is full of expectations for the upcoming Apple recommendation. He has no accurate prediction in his heart. When communicating with apple officials to expand the server capacity, he only gave the data of other games as a reference. How much can be recommended depends on the actual effect.

If what can be recommended by Apple games is boutique games, the fruit games, which was once popular all over the world, is one of the boutiques.

At 15.50 PM, Fang Zhe, fat man and Wang Guoqing were sitting on the sofa in the living room. Fang Zhe\'s notebook was placed on the tea table with GM tools on it. They either watched the live broadcast of Olympic events on TV or looked down at the automatically refreshed GM tool statistics page.

Just after 16 o\'clock, none of the three cared about watching TV. They all took out their mobile phones and refreshed their Appstore.

"Come out, I\'ve brushed it out here." the first one is the iPhone 3G in the fat man\'s hand.

Fang zhe looked at the page still loading on the mobile phone page and reluctantly gathered around the fat man. The first recommended by Xinyou is their "fruit Games".

Although the game supports Chinese display, there should be few you can see. It\'s strange that this is Fang Zhe\'s first idea after seeing the game. It\'s still difficult for domestic players to play their own games before the iPhone officially entered China.

"I\'m here too." Wang Guoqing also said. Fang zhe looked down at his iPhone 2G, and the page had been loaded.

"Well, mine came out, too."

I don\'t know why, when Fang zhe said this, his mood was not as excited as before. It felt like something you expected suddenly came true or happened. It seemed that there should be a reasonable surprise and an expected calm.

So, what\'s next?

This is probably Fang Zhe\'s mood at the moment. When he just came back from rebirth, Fang zhe wanted to do two small games to explore the way and try the effect. After the success of the two small games, Fang zhe wanted to take advantage of the summer vacation to make a bigger game. Now this game has been made and launched, and fortunately won the official recommendation of apple.

Fang zhe has thought about the future, and has thought about it many times, but those are just the ideas of Fang Zhe\'s occasional flash of inspiration. They are not firm in the confusion when he set foot on the road to the north, nor are all things planned and arranged as in the previous months.

Fang Zhe\'s indulgent thoughts did not last long, but were interrupted by Wang Guoqing\'s voice.

"Well, well, now that the game has come out, it\'s time for us to celebrate. I haven\'t eaten for a day, and my brother is almost hungry." Wang Guoqing called the two people who were still playing with their mobile phones and took the lead to the table not far away.

At this time, the table was full of dishes. He called someone to deliver it more than ten minutes ago.

"Why, it\'s time to celebrate." Wang Guoqing picked up the champagne on the table and shook it while talking.

"Brother Wang, you face that way, don\'t spray on the dishes." the fat man and Fang zhe stand opposite Wang Guoqing across the table, staring at the champagne in Wang Guoqing\'s hand. They are not used to this foreign thing, so Wang Guoqing likes this tone.

"Bang"

The cork flew up, and the white foam sprayed out in an instant. It rose in the air and slowly landed on the floor.

A smell of wine began to diffuse.

"If there were more people, it would be more atmosphere. After two days of work, I\'ll take your group out to celebrate."

After opening the champagne, Wang Guoqing poured the wine for the three people one after another.

Because they were in Wang Guoqing\'s house, there was no place they couldn\'t let go. They were not only a little less common on the outside wine table, but also a little more comfortable for the old driver to drive meat and cattle to force all kinds of blowing.

The fourth position of the table was put on Fang Zhe\'s laptop. The three chatted and ate while watching the data on the page rise.

The fat man and Fang zhe are just excited because they haven\'t seen the world. Wang Guoqing, who has been the boss for several years and has a fortune of tens of millions, also seems to be younger and childish.

"10, 9, 8, 7......" the three people stared at the statistics page while counting the countdown.

The automatic refresh is once every 5 minutes. After each refresh, the number of registered users will rise by several or even more than a dozen. The three people make drinking orders while guessing the number of people who rise. Who guesses the most is not allowed to drink.

Later, I changed to guess the dollar income and the conversion income.

......

Both alcohol and money can make people excited. The feeling of having a muddy brain. All thinking does not need rationality. Therefore, you will feel that there is no trouble in the world, only happiness. Although you are drunk, you may be no different from an idiot in the eyes of outsiders.

Fang zhe doesn\'t know how he lies on the toilet, how he gets back to his bedroom, and whether the sun outside is in the morning or in the afternoon.

He rubbed his painful head and yawned twice. Fang zhe finally recovered a little.

He got up and didn\'t see his laptop in the bedroom. Fang zhe didn\'t wear clothes. He went out naked in his big underpants. The living room was in chaos. There were several empty wine bottles lying on the ground. Wine stains were scattered everywhere. The toilet door was also open. Unwilling to be lonely, toilet paper rolled out from inside and pulled out a long white line.

The TV is still on, and somehow there is still a crayfish hanging on it. Fang zhe just vaguely remembers that last night, the fat man seemed to say that he would invite the Chinese athletes standing on the podium to eat crayfish, and his notebook was quietly placed on the table with only leftovers left, and two elbows were pressed on the keyboard membrane.

The screen is dark. It seems that there is no power at all. Fang zhe first charges the notebook, then puts on his clothes and starts cleaning the dining table and living room.

Today is the weekend. I don\'t know whose underwear is still thrown on the sofa. It\'s not appropriate to ask for hourly work.

After sweeping the floor, washing dishes and wiping the table and doing some housework, Fang zhe was completely refreshed.

Look at the time. At more than 11 a.m., Wang Guoqing\'s bedroom door is open. People don\'t know when it has long disappeared. Fang Zhe is also used to it. In the past month, Wang Guoqing often doesn\'t go home at night. He goes out early and returns late. The boss is busy.

The fat guy still didn\'t get up. His big white ass was facing Fang zhe who just opened the door. This guy even took off his underwear. It\'s really hot eyes.

Fang zhe first ordered the takeaway downstairs, and he had to make complaints about takeaway. Fang Chui\'s heart was tucked up, and he didn\'t know what was going on and when the US regiment could come out.

After that, Fang zhe opened the laptop that had been charged for a while and boarded the GM statistical tool.

"Horizontal trough"

Fang zhe directly scolded the data on the page.

The number of registered users is 8254, the income is 41187.46 US dollars, and the conversion income is 288312.22 yuan.

Fuck fuck, can\'t he be so awesome, and will die. Fang Zhe is covering his heart with a rapid heart, and his breath is also thick. This is why he has earned his previous salary in one day, and he will not be dreaming.

For seven or eight years in my last life, from the initial basement to the finely decorated apartment, from the unchanged subway line 13 to the private car, what are you doing, what are you looking for, your dreams and ideals? Money.

Indeed, at least before I die, I have become very vulgar. I work only for money. Although I like games, I don\'t do the games I like. There is always only one standard for project approval. Can I make money.

Now, Fang zhe feels how ridiculous his previous life is. Although he can\'t laugh, if he doesn\'t die and reborn, he will still follow the old path of his previous life. Like most people, he lives and lives better. He has no money to talk about ideals and can\'t be a meal.