Chapter 5 The Ghanaian funeral tradition
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There are two types of dictators:
One is to use strong means to make people submit, and not to give others any chance to speak.
The other is absolute self-centeredness. You can express your opinions, but you have to do what I say.
There is no doubt that Luke is the latter.
After two months of getting along, the employees have already understood the personality of the boss. To be honest, they don't like such a boss, but countless times have proved that the boss is always right. The more the times, everyone has become accustomed to obeying orders.
Only Zachs Berg asked questions,
"What kind of video platform are you going to create? Traditional originality, links? Or new types of copyrights and clicks?
Luke glanced at him and said arrogantly.
"Don't include those sunset industries in the map of ShowMe, they don't deserve it."
"Charlie, get the computer in."
"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 under the videos and pictures: share, repost, follow, comment, like, put on top, and so on.
For later generations of Internet spoilers, these things can't be more familiar, but for young people in the DC world
After only a few interactions, everyone's expressions changed. This thing is so social that it is incredible.
Thumbs up from a fat house obsessed with the online world,
"Boss, you are such a genius!"
"I heard this sentence 999 times, and you are the thousandth."
Luke smiled faintly, "Well, everyone, concentrate your attention and stop looking at the computer. The meeting is not over yet?"
"Zachs, you are the head of the technical department, talk about your thoughts."
Zach opened his mouth speechlessly, with countless thoughts in his mind, and suffocated two words when he reached his mouth.
"Very...very good!"
Employees in the technical department responded with sneers, and their disdain was overwhelming.
Zach's cheeks were red, annoyed, and embarrassed.
Luke continued, "There is nothing but good."
Everyone's eyes came together, and Zachs Berg, who had been busy with the hacker business, suddenly felt a huge pressure, which he had never experienced before. After a long silence, he tentatively replied.
"I... I think that to attract users, it is not enough to rely on the software itself, but also need to... other things."
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 has.
"What do you mean by [other], give some specific suggestions."
"Just... things that can attract widespread attention, such as news, hot spots, etc."
Luke snapped his fingers, "Good saying, very good!"
"ShowMe is social software. The essence is the linkage and communication between users. Only by ensuring sufficient topicality and allowing users to pursue the goal of discussion can the company develop for a long time."
"Zachs's proposal is very forward-looking, and it hits the key to the problem."
Hearing this, Zachs Berger breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his right hand over his forehead, and found a thin layer of sweat.
"Then the question is coming, how can we keep topical and hot?"
Rowan got up and said, "We can open a criminal column to discuss gangs and evil organizations hidden in big cities. Gotham City is a good target."
"Good suggestion. After the meeting, you can find a few employees to make a copy and give it to me before four in the afternoon."
"Okay, boss."
After Rowan sat down, others gave ideas one after another. Some suggested party competition, some suggested a presidential election, and others raised traditional topics such as environmental pollution and the proliferation of guns...
Luke sat in a chair and listened attentively. He waited until everyone had finished speaking before speaking.
"After listening to your answers, I feel it is necessary to reiterate that 90% of ShowMe users are young people. Your proposal is good, but you ignore the most important issues and miss the G-spot of young people."
"What do young people like? Current affairs politics? Partisan competition? Don't be funny, they don't care about it at all. The things they can chase and discuss are nothing more than these: cool, trendy, fun, and heroes."
"The first four can be categorized into one category. You only need an introduction to attract popularity, such as this..."
Luke clicked on a video file and cast it on the big screen.
I saw a group of well-dressed Ghanaians carrying a coffin and dancing in the street. The movements were weird but full of rhythm. With brilliant music, it gave people an indescribable sense of comicality.
Pouch!
The fat guy from the technical department couldn't hold back and laughed first.
The other people also twitched their cheeks, with smiles in their eyes. Only Mr. Arthur was expressionless. Among the people present, only his skin was black.
Luke pressed the pause button and said grimly.
"Does it feel funny?"
Everyone did not speak, and the mood of the boss was on his face,
Who dares to provoke him at this time.
"Okay, let me ask one more question, can this video ignite the enthusiasm of young people?"
"Rowen, you answer."
"should be no problem."
"Cindy?"
"Sure."
The girl replied, confident.
"Zachs, you say."
The latter glanced at Arthur and nodded hesitantly.
"I think it's okay, and I think it's okay. Entertainment, joy, and complaints are mixed with a little sense of superiority. The superficial happiness is easy to be accepted by the public, but this is not what I pursue."
"I tell you, the video just now is not an entertainment show, it is a real thing. Carrying a coffin and dancing is a peculiar funeral custom in Ghana. They believe that death is the restart of life and should not be pessimistic. Instead, we should send goodbye in a cheerful atmosphere. The dead embark on a new journey."
"To please the public with entertainment will sooner or later be abandoned by the public. This is the law of history."
"The ShowMe that I expect is not such a superficial thing. It should become a window that connects multiple cultures. Through this window, you can learn about different countries, different cultures, and different people. It is your eyes. I will show you all over the planet and browse the magical scenery that you have never thought of."
"Connect the world and shorten the distance. This is the future of ShowMe."
"Entertainment is nothing more than a tool to speed up the process."
The last word fell, and the air suddenly fell into silence. Everyone was shocked by the remarks. There were various feelings of admiration, surprise, sigh, and silence. After a few seconds, they all turned into applause.
Philip Arthur sighed.
"Luke, you are a genius."
"Mr. Arthur, you are the one thousand and one people who said this."
Luke smiled, calmly and calmly, and even more extraordinary. He waited for the applause to end before speaking unhurriedly.
"I'm finished talking about the entertainment. Let's talk about the heroes. Many of you have heard about the vigilantes and superhuman beings. I have a few videos in my hand. Please refer to them for more details."