Everyone looked at Mr. Adams with pitiful eyes.
Mr. Adams was caught in a difficult position.
If others were reluctant to leave, then he was even more reluctant. One must know that as the leader of the team, he was the one who received the most benefits.
“Aren’t you afraid that the United Legends game that you’ve spent a hefty sum to buy would come to naught? Without the technical maintenance from our side, you can’t even open beta testing!” Mr. Adams said in a threatening manner, though he was cowardly on the inside.
Jasper laughed. He shrugged and said, “With all the benefits I’m offering you, I can easily hire a group of top game developers from any country in the world to study your codes. How long will it take? One month? Or perhaps two months?
“Or are you so confident to the point where you think that other developers in the world can’t understand the codes you’ve written? Hmm?”
Jasper’s words turned Mr. Adams’ face scarlet.
It was because Jasper had touched a sore point.
Even though they had put a lot of effort into developing United Legends, its technical content was just average. Otherwise, the EU server leak in the future would not have led to the birth of a large number of private servers either.
An ultra-difficult code was not one that could be constructed by private servers alone.
It even got to the point where ultimately, anyone with a bit of computer knowledge could set up a server with a single click.
Therefore, Mr. Adams knew very well that if Jasper was bent on hiring another team to study their codes, it was not going to be difficult at all.
It was at this moment that Mr. Adams realized that the ability he had been capitalizing on probably amounted to nothing in Jasper’s eyes.
What Jasper said next proved him right.
“You must understand that I was willing to spend a hefty sum to bring you over from Coreana not because I can’t do anything without you, but because you’re United Legends’ original development team and can get this game online in the shortest time possible.
“If you piss me off, though, I can just spend a bit more time and money to get this done. I have no scruples about dumpling in tens of millions of US dollars to do this. This bit of money means nothing to me.”
Jasper’s gaze was cold, and his tone was calm. “Therefore, if you want to work here, then do your job according to my instructions. If you don’t, then pack up and leave right away!”
One must never stoop down to these Coreanans.
These were a bunch of contemptible individuals. A polite smile on your face and a slight show of courtesy as proper Somerland etiquette could give these contemptible individuals a chance to ride roughshod over you and trample on you like a doormat.
However, if you gave them two slaps across the face one day and one more slap on the third day, they would be deeply grateful instead.
A prerequisite course that Jasper had to go through as a superior was one that taught him how to exercise control over his subordinates and treat people according to their status.
He should not treat everyone equally and favorably. When faced with Malibu, it was crucial to treat him with all sincerity and honesty; when faced with the Coreanans, he should give them two slaps across the face and launch a kick or they would not behave themselves.
Mr. Adams looked grim. He stood awkwardly on the spot and was itching to swagger away but could not.
He noticed his subordinates avoiding his gaze and knew that if he walked away, then aside from Diamonique who had been dismissed and would come along with him, everyone else would just turn a blind eye.
After all, who would want to go back to their difficult lives as a white-collar after experiencing life as a superior over here?
After a moment’s dilemma, Mr. Adams turned around and said to Diamonique, “Diamonique, you should resign yourself and go back to our country.”
Diamonique’s complexion was pale as he shouted, “You promised to never give up on me, Mr. Adams. You can’t do this to me. I’m your most loyal—”
“That’s enough, Diamonique!” Mr. Adams frowned and said irritably, “I can’t sacrifice everyone’s interests for your sake.”
Diamonique slumped back on his chair and looked at Jasper teary-eyed, begging him, “I know I was wrong, Mr. Laine. Please forgive—”
Jasper waved his hand, not wanting to listen further.
Terry walked up to Diamonique with a smile and said to this unfortunate victim meant to deter others, “Mr. Diamonique, should I lead you to hand in your letter or do you want to do it yourself?”
