Hong Yuan replied, "It should be released according to the original schedule. You don't have to be too depressed. The all-intelligent game developed by our company has already exceeded the current level. Presumably, this memory isn't too big of a problem."
Even though that was the case, those employees were still unwilling to believe that the memory problem could be solved so easily.
Yu Bei was also very confident. "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a memory problem? Don't worry about it."
One of the employees was very surprised. "Brother Bei, can you finish it?"
Yu Bei coughed a few times. "Don't we still have our boss? With that pervert around, do we still need to worry?"
Yu Bei did not answer shamelessly. He knew very well what he was capable of. He could not complete the memory compression in just two weeks.
When Yu Bei mentioned Qin Sheng, the employees finally relaxed.
