When another programmer heard that, he jumped in shock.
He then whipped his head around to look at the first programmer who was reading the trending headlines intently. “How can you still be smiling? Don’t you know how many were cursing at our company when Henrick was arrested? Even the store owner of the restaurant opposite refused to sell me breakfast! Now that I finally can buy breakfast, we’re back on trending! Stop smiling! You’ll have to buy me breakfast from now on if you keep this up.”
“No, no.” The first programmer waved his hand. “They’re not cursing at us this time. They’re encouraging us.”
“What?!”
Immediately, a group of people crowded around, a pungent scent of perspiration filled the air.
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