World's Strongest Troll

Chapter 232 The boss is mad!

Users who have suffered tremendous damage due to this main scenario.

All employees of Arcadia, including the crisis management and response team, put all their efforts and blamed the GM group, but many still cursed Arcadia.

-No, no matter what the cause, it's the executives who give the penalty.

-what? I want you to think about the position of the Bamal Empire? No, why do you think of the NPCs in the game?

-You just don't want to change these bastards? Look at all the ridiculous excuses.

- You guys are perverted bastards who get a sense of joy while watching real users fuck you, damn you bastards.

- I'm really tired of sales with guts. Are you saying that there are no virtual reality games other than you?

An excuse that doesn't even go to bed with the general public. This is also because no one could have thought that the management team would not have actual in-game management rights for the games they create and operate. That's why the staff vomited a tantrum at the magic of the users who made them orphans with no parents after sitting still, and at the vicious curses they spat out.

“No fuck! Is this our fault?”

Deputy Assistant Manager Yang-Cheol Cho of the Crisis Management and Response Team received over 10 complaint calls in the morning and suffered all sorts of stress and mental harassment. As soon as it was lunchtime, he went up to the roof and kicked the can of soda over and over and shouted.

“It's not a scenario we made up! They played drums and drums in the game among themselves, then made a mess, and why are they telling us to take responsibility!”

Caang.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaa! fuck! A company like this X!”

He throws a can over that rooftop railing and throws a lion's roar at the world as if roaring. Next to him, assistant manager Park Chang-hoon, a colleague in the same department, comforted him by sipping coffee.

“Hey, I know you’re in a bad mood, but still, kill your temper. What if someone hears it?”

“No, aren’t you angry? Why are you so grave?”

“I’m not angry. I'm angry, what can I do? It's not like I can explain the situation inside the company in detail.”

Arcadia does not grant any authority to its employees, but only allows access to internal data in the game. As a result, they were only given the role of an omniscient observer of what was happening in the Korean continent, and they did not have the right to intervene or interfere no matter what situation occurred in it.

“If you’re going to do this, why do you really need us? If the writers called the ‘headquarters' in the US were thinking of doing everything, why did they set up branches for each country? This is nothing more or less than just a meat shield to get scolded for by those bastards at headquarters.”

The resentment that has been piling up in the heart of assistant manager Cho Yang-cheol for a long time.

It was about his own miserable situation and helplessness of being able to deal with only angry customers without any authority, belatedly figuring out the truth about what was happening in the game and clearing up the huge shit.

“I like everything about the good salary and welfare system. But shouldn't you feel like you're doing real work? When an incident happens, you just have to do everything you are told to do from above, running back and forth from then on, without any division of work by department, but does this make sense in common sense? No, why do we have to respond to complaints that the customer satisfaction service team should do?”

From the moment an emergency breaks out in the Korean branch, the crisis management response team has to become an all-rounder and deal with all kinds of tasks from various departments together. There were many cases where I was put in an ambiguous situation because I was in a situation where I was not affiliated with either, so there were many cases where I was always in charge of difficult and arduous work.

“Haa... Just wait until the next personnel appointment. If you strongly request it, it will be sent to another department.”

Assistant manager Park Chang-hoon tries to comfort him by asking him to be patient a little longer. He seemed to be pinning all his hopes on the personnel transfer season, which was just a few months away, but assistant manager Yang-cheol Cho had a different idea.

“Other departments? Hey, are you saying this because you don’t know how other teams view our team?”

living hell.

Overtime swamp.

A gathering of home breakers.

Due to the characteristics of the Korean continent, where incidents and accidents never end, the crisis management response team boasts tremendous work intensity and atrocious working hours. That is why it has long been treated as a bomb-like department that all executives and staff are reluctant to do.

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...” “

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” people in other departments who are trying to avoid going to the crisis management response team by all means. Of course, that doesn't mean that there will be no personnel transfer at all, but it was clear that only some of them would escape this hell and someone would have to remain in this department, so their faces got darker and darker.

“Let’s stop talking about depressing stories and let’s go eat. Listening to you makes me feel more fucked up.”

I haven't even eaten lunch yet. At Changhun's words, Yangcheol nodded and said.

“Yeah..... It’s like X, but shall we have a drink secretly?”

“Crazy guy... I have to deal with the truth customers again in the afternoon. Would you like to get drunk and answer the phone?”

“How are you? Anyway, we have to be quiet and listen to them swear.”

“Well... I think that would be better than listening with sober mind...”

Manager Kang Tae-hoon said that if he heard it, the two of them left the rooftop to eat. The two of them didn't even notice until the moment they closed the door and turned around.

The fact that even before they came, there was already someone on the roof who had forgotten his lunch and was enjoying his leisure time alone.

“Hmm..... The crisis management response team must have a bad reputation...”

CEO Lee Mi-yeon mumbles over her homemade rice balls. Alice spoke through her smartphone to her self-talk.

[This is a problem caused by a lot of sudden changes in the Korean continent. According to the data I analyzed, the imbalance of work intensity is at a serious level.]

According to its original purpose, the Crisis Management Response Team should be a department where busy times come from time to time after going through a leisurely daily life. The cycle of work intensity to return to the strong weak weak weak was strangely applied to them as strong, weak, weak, weak, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, weak, weak.

“This..... I should also reflect a little, right? Because I was so focused on other things, I didn’t pay much attention to my internal staff.”

As the president, listening to and taking action on the grievances and difficulties of subordinates is also a job that a manager should do as a matter of course. That's why she was filled with the will that had been rising deep in her heart for the first time in a long time, and she stood up with a rice ball in her mouth.

“I have to deal with this problem first.”

[May I ask how you plan to handle it?]

“Huh? Why?”

Alice suddenly asks for a concrete plan. When President Lee Mi-yeon asked her question with a puzzled expression, Ellis said while displaying some data on her cell phone.

[This is an anonymous survey on job satisfaction conducted in-house recently. I am asking because there is an issue related to the manager among the difficulties that arose there.]

I don't know when it was done, but she asked about the story of a job satisfaction survey and the fact that she was mentioned.

“why? What came out?”

Miyeon asked without thinking out of curiosity. To her, Alice told her the truth as it was without adding or subtracting the slightest bit, and slammed the fact hard into her stomach.

[There were 332 opinions saying, ‘I hope the boss doesn't break in without saying anything.' This is an issue that accounts for 45% of the dissatisfaction factors, and in other words, it is judged that the executives and employees prefer that the manager does nothing.]

“What....? Why the hell...?”

Lee Mi-yeon always traveled around the company, listening to the grievances of various employees and taking pride in working hard for them. However, at the candid opinions of the staff who seemed to disagree with her thoughts, she opened her mouth in a daze with a slightly shocked expression.

[I'll summarize the causes I analyzed.]

In that way, Alice began to organize the achievements (?) of President Lee Mi-yeon one by one. And as she checked them one by one, she finally realized. The fact that he wasn't really that good of a boss.

[Because of the slime, the beginner village has been destroyed as of the current time. Please submit a report on the plan to resolve this issue and what will happen in the future.]

[We will temporarily remove the death penalty for users with evil tendencies. Wouldn't it be better to fight each other bloody and cool off?]

[Yes, reporter. The continent of Arcadia, which is divided into 8 parts, is actually operated as a single server.]

[Jukchang Daejeon I think this will be novel and fresh.... What do you think? yes? Do you like it? Ho Ho. Then let's go ahead with an event with this.]

[Infinite freedom, infinite possibilities.]

[I won't be strengthening your management authority. So wake up.]

Instead of lightening or making the work of her subordinates easier, she insulted them by pouring oil on the burning firewood and even dancing with a fan. Of course, it wasn't intentional, but from the third person's point of view, she was nothing more than a vicious boss who was shitting on the sidelines, even though she couldn't help her employees.

“Hoho..... Hohoho.....”

CEO Lee Mi-yeon, who seems shocked by the harsh reality that is hard to accept. To her, Alice asked dryly, without any emotion.

[The stress level was detected at 94% in the sound of laughter. Are you okay?]

Elise's question was confused whether she was asking knowingly or genuinely worried. In response to her question, President Lee Mi-yeon shook her head with a strangely uneasy smile.

“Yeah, I’m fine, don’t worry. I just didn't know what the staff usually think of me, but I'm starting to think a lot. I really need to reflect.”

It didn't look like that at all, but President Lee Mi-yeon muttered that she should reflect on herself.

Alice asked her.

[Then, are you going to do nothing from now on as the employees want?]

“Oh, what do you mean by that? Your name is the president, but you’re not doing anything?”

When asked if they would not interfere as they wished, President Lee Mi-yeon said with a strangely evil smile.

“From now on, I have to work even harder than I do now until the other employees understand my heart.”

President Lee Mi-yeon is determined to work harder than she is currently doing. And she went straight to the president's office and started typing something for a long time while tapping the keyboard for the first time in a while. A few hours later, looking at the work he had completed with a strangely satisfied face, he picked up the receiver.

“yes. It's me. It's nothing special... Would you like to come to my room now?”

President Lee Mi-yeon calls someone through the company network. Shortly thereafter, the executive director, who had been appointed with a puzzled face, entered his room.

“Did you call me, sir?”

Managing Director Kwon Myeong-han has a suspicious look on his face as President Lee Mi-yeon rarely calls him first. President Lee Mi-yeon smiled broadly at him and handed him a thin plan.

“Oh, it’s no different. Please refer this to the Crisis Management Response Team.”

“Crisis... Management Response Team?”

“yes. Wasn't it the department that planned the scenario before? It’s something I’ve been planning for a long time, so please take a look at it.”

Executive Director Kwon Myung-han seemed to have a strange sense of anxiety when he heard that President Lee Mi-yeon planned something. When he inadvertently tried to remove the white cover, President Lee Mi-yeon struck first.

“Please tell me that I wish you well. I'm really looking forward to it.”

“Ah yes. All right. We will deliver it right away and deal with it.”

CEO Lee Mi-yeon waved her hand with a smile at those words. Executive Director Kwon Myung-han stepped out of the office, tilting his head at her order to celebrate. And he muttered with a curious face.

“What kind of wind suddenly blows and you're like that?”

At the same time, Executive Director Myung-Han Kwon inadvertently turned over the first page and checked the title. And he shouted, forgetting that he was right in front of the president's office.

“What the fuck! what's this!”

Executive Director Myung-Han Kwon shouted in such a loud voice that even the secretary who was waiting in front of the president's office looked at him in amazement. In his wide-open eyes, the title of the matter that President Lee Mi-yeon planned was clearly coming into his eyes.

[Korean Continental Event Plan.]

[Jukchang Daejeon Season 2.]