At this moment, a tall man ran over, "Mr. Zhu, now they not only began to pay attention to celebrity accounts, but also began to send and receive text messages and pictures from each other. I was worried that if I continued like this, the server would be afraid that it would not be able to stand it."

After being reminded by someone, Zhu Liangcheng and Wang Lin woke up.

"Yes, server, this is a critical moment, and there must be no problem with the server!" Zhu Liangcheng jumped up.

If there is a problem with the server at this time, Yang Huan will definitely kill him.

Although there are only more than 10,000 users, WeChat sends and receives text messages and pictures without charge, and only calculates traffic, so it will not hurt at all. In addition, users can clearly know whether the other party has received it, check or even reply to information, which makes many users frequently use this application like chatting.

The server will be under great pressure at this time.

When Wang Lin heard this, he was also anxious, "Then I'll go and have a look, you are responsible here."

Zhu Liangcheng nodded vigorously and turned to the tall man, "Here I analyze it, I need to know clearly which country these users are, and how they feel and experience the application."

These are all for further improvement of the user experience.

As Zhu Liangcheng arranged a series of divisions of labor, he turned around and looked at the computer display screen, the numbers were still rising rapidly. At this growth rate, it would soon exceed 20,000.

"My God, can't I dream?"

Zhu Liangcheng slapped himself hard, which hurt very much, and then he was sure that he was not dreaming.
Chapter completed!