The Cap On This App Novels & Stories

“That’s what I like to hear. And listen, I’ve still got influencers begging to partner with us. They were pissed when everything paused, but they’ll jump right back in.” “You said the beta has… what, three million users now?” I ask. “Three million active fucking users,” she yells excitedly. “And you gotta open a social media account, by the way.” I chuckle softly. “I'll handle that later.” “Fine.” She takes another sip of coffee. “I’m thinking five dollars per month for a subscription.” I say. Her eyebrows shoot up. “Hermione, that’s too low. A shitty competitor app takes ten dollars, and it’s nothing compared to yours.”

He could even allow advertising on the app, if that’s what it took. When he got home later that evening , he visited the developers site again and realised that the active users of LincDen had increased to a thousand. A lot of the students had accounts on the app, and they were uploading and streaming videos and music freely. Shane realised that they could make a lot of money from the app, but he knew that they didn’t have the infrastructure and equipment to make it possible just yet. While he was thinking of that, he received a call from Denise. “Hey, I hope I’m not disturbing you,” she said. Shane could hear by the tone in her voice that something was bothering her.

"Okay. This is the last time. You can't share this." "Why would I? You are my superstar." His face appeared on screen, followed by Alicia's. "I've set up a software program; this can't be shared. It will automatically turn off other apps, locations, Wi-Fi, data, Bluetooth, or any sharing settings. This will be deleted if an incorrect fingerprint is used." "Are you sure about that?" she frowned at him. "Yup. I promise you. And if this leaks, I will give my entire fortune to you."

Right there and then, Dionysus eyed the four nurses he had hired to look after his grandfather's health. All of them instantaneously bowed their heads after seeing his piercing glares. "You know I'm not a fan of any apps, grandpa. Come on. Let's just eat in peace. Shall we?" Dionysus was about to scoop at his soup bowl but the old Chevalier stopped his left arm. "What now?" "Look. This is a dating app." Mr. Hermes Chevalier pointed at his phone's monitor. "A what?" Dionysus reacted while looking at the small screen of his grandfather's smartphone.

Tessa replied. “ It doesn't have to be you.” “ You said it's doing multiple tasks at a time, what task is it?” Grayson asked. He turned the phone screen to them, with gloves in his hand. “ You see this blue app right here?” “ Yeah?” “ This isn't a normal app. It's running in the background with administrator permissions. It keeps the microphone active, tracks GPS location, and uploads data remotely.” “ Tra.. track GPS, what are you talking about?” Tessa asked, looking more confused.