The Richest Man in the DC World

There are two types of dictators:

One is to use tough means to make people submit and not give others any chance to speak.

The other is absolutely self-centered, where you can express your opinion, but things have to be done as I say.

Without a doubt, Luke is the latter.

After two months of getting along, the employees have already understood the boss's personality. To be honest, they don't like such a boss, but countless practices have proved that the boss is always right.

Only Zuckerberg asked the question,

"What kind of video platform are you going to create? Traditional originality, link? Or new type of copyright, click?

Luke glanced at him and said arrogantly,

"Don't put those sunset industries into ShowMe's territory, they don't deserve it."

"Charlie, bring in the computer."

"Okay, boss."

Several laptops are placed in front of the heads of various departments, the software has been opened, and many options that have never appeared before are displayed below the videos and pictures: sharing, reprinting, following, commenting, like, sticking, and so on.

These things are all too familiar to the internet troublemakers of later generations, but for young people in the dc world

After only a few interactions, everyone's expressions changed. The social nature of this thing was too strong, it was incredible.

A fat house obsessed with the online world gives a thumbs up,

"Boss, you are a genius!"

"I've heard this sentence 999 times, and you are the thousandth."

Luke smiled lightly, "Okay, everyone, focus on it, don't look at the computer, it's not over yet?"

"Zack, you're the technical director, tell me what you think."

Zack opened his mouth and was speechless. There were countless thoughts in his mind, and when he came to his mouth, two words came out.

"Very...very good!"

The technical staff responded with a sneer, and their disdain was beyond words.

Zack's cheeks flushed, annoyed and embarrassed.

Luke continued, "Nothing but good."

Everyone's eyes converged, and Zuckerberg, who had been busy with hacking, suddenly felt a huge pressure. This was something he had never experienced before. After being silent for a while, he tentatively replied,

"I...I think that to attract users, software alone is not enough, you need to...other."

Luke didn't let him go. He wanted to see how much potential this young man with the same face as the founder of Facebook had.

"What do you mean by [other], give me some specific advice."

"It's just... something that can attract widespread attention, such as news, hot spots, etc."

Luke snapped his fingers, "Well said, very good!"

"ShowMe is a social software, and its essence is the interaction between users. Only by ensuring enough topicality and allowing users to pursue the goal of discussion, the company can develop for a long time."

"Zack's advice is very forward-looking and hits the mark."

Hearing this, Zuckerberg breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his forehead with his right hand, and found a thin layer of sweat.

"Then the question is, how can we maintain the topicality and popularity?"

Rowan got up and said, "We can open a criminal column dedicated to discussing gangsters and evil organizations hidden in big cities. Gotham City is a good target."

"It's a good suggestion. After the meeting, you can find a few employees to make a copy and give it to me before four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay, boss."

After Rowan sat down, others came up with ideas one after another, some proposed party competition, some proposed a presidential election, and some proposed traditional topics such as environmental pollution and the proliferation of firearms...

Luke sat in his chair and listened intently, until everyone finished speaking,

just said,

"After listening to your answers, I feel it is necessary to reiterate that 90% of ShowMe's users are young people. Your proposal is good, but it ignores the most important issue and misses the G-spot of young people."

"What do young people like? Politics? Partisan competition? Don't be funny, they don't care about that, there's nothing more they can chase and talk about: cool, trendy, fun, and heroes."

"The first four can be grouped into one category, and you only need an introduction to attract attention, such as this..."

Luke clicks on a video file and casts it on the big screen.

I saw a group of neatly dressed black people carrying coffins and dancing very hilariously on the street. The movements are very strange, but they are full of rhythm, and with gorgeous music, it gives people an indescribably funny feeling.

puff!

The fat man in the technical department couldn't hold back, and was the first to laugh out loud.

The other people also twitched their cheeks, and their eyes were full of smiles. Only Mr. Arthur was expressionless. Among the people present, only his skin was black.

Luke pressed the pause button and said with a grim expression,

"Do you think it's funny?"

Everyone didn't speak, the boss's mood was hanging on his face, who would dare to provoke him at this time.

"Okay, let me ask another question, can this video spark the enthusiasm of young people?"

"Rowan, you answer."

"should be no problem."

"Cindy?"

"Definitely."

The girl replied, confident.

"Zack, you said."

The latter glanced at Arthur and nodded hesitantly.

"I think it's okay, and I don't think it's a problem. Entertainment, cheerfulness, and complaints are mixed with a little sense of superiority. Superficial happiness is easily accepted by the public, but this is not what I pursue."

"Let me tell you, the video just now is not an entertainment show, it is a real event. Carrying coffins and dancing is a unique custom in Ghana. They believe that death is the beginning of life, and they should not be pessimistic, but should use a cheerful atmosphere to say goodbye. The dead embark on a new journey."

"To please the public with entertainment will be abandoned by the public sooner or later. This is the law of history."

"The ShowMe I expect is not such a superficial thing, it should become a window, a window connecting multiculturalism, through this window, you can learn about different countries, different cultures, and different people, it is your eyes , take you to see the planet and browse the magical scenery that you have never thought of."

"Connecting the world and shortening distances is the future of ShowMe."

"Entertainment is nothing but a tool to speed up the process."

The last word fell, and the air suddenly fell into silence. Everyone was shocked by these remarks. The emotions of admiration, surprise, sigh, and silence varied. After a few seconds, they all turned into applause.

Philip Arthur sighed,

"Luke, what a genius you are."

"Mr. Arthur, you are the thousand and one who said that."

With a smile on his face, Luke was calm and calm, and his temperament was even more extraordinary. When the applause ended, he spoke slowly,

"The entertainment is over, let's talk about heroes. Many of you have heard about vigilantes, superhumans, and the like. I have a few videos in my hand, you can check them out."