From poor god to richest man

Chapter 91 What Are You Going To Do?make money?
Because his mind was full of money-losing ideas, Zhen Qiong didn't sleep well all night. He came to the company early the next morning, and it was rare that he was not "late".

However, he arrived at the company on time, but everyone else came early. Zhen Qiong did not allow them to work overtime, nor did he say that they were not allowed to arrive early.

So when Zhen Qiong walked into the company, except for those who had to go out to work, everyone else was in their positions and had been working for a while.

If he had seen this kind of situation in the past, Zhen Qiong would definitely be alert, but he didn't rest well last night, his head was a little heavy, so he didn't react.

"Old Bai, come to my office."

If you call "Old Li", many people in the company will respond, but if you call "Old Bai", currently only Li Hubai is the one who is eligible.

"Okay. Mr. Zhen."

Li Hubai responded, and patted his cheek gently to make himself look a little more energetic.

Don't look at the National Invitational Tournament of "Poisonous Milk Wars" is now in full swing, but Li Hubai is keenly aware of the hidden crisis.

Because the prize money of the competition is unprecedentedly high, it has created such a high popularity, but the competition will eventually end one day. When the bustle is over, how many people will choose to stay?
It is estimated that apart from those who really like this game and "work" in the game, those who join in the fun will choose to leave!
They don't really love it, but during the competition, they recognize their own strength, knowing that even if the competition is held again in the future, they will not get money, and they will not have any nostalgia when they leave.

Although these people are not the target group of "Toxic Milk War", the popularity of the game is so high now that a large number of people leave after the game, which will create a strong contrast.

It is inevitable that people will think that "Toxic Milk War" is destined to decline, and it is about to go downhill. This is not a good thing for the game itself.

So Li Hubai has been busy with the National Invitational Tournament recently, and he has to ensure that there are no problems with the follow-up updates of the game. big.

After entering the office, Li Hubai saw Zhen Qiong sitting on the boss's chair, and seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.

"President Zhen, do you have any orders?" Li Hubai asked.

The moment Zhen Qiong opened his eyes, Li Hubai seemed to see a flash of light in Zhen Qiong's eyes.

"Could it be that you are too tired and have hallucinations?"

Li Hubai was very puzzled, he didn't know that Zhen Qiong was communicating with the system and asked the system to "charge him", otherwise he was worried that he would fall asleep in the middle of the conversation, which would affect his image. ah!
"I think the National Invitational Tournament is very popular, right?" With the help of the system, Zhen Qiong's mental state has improved, at least his head will not be dizzy.

"Yes, Mr. Zhen. Due to the high prize money, it has attracted many other games, even people who didn't play games before. The popularity is much higher than we expected."

"Well. In this case, the championship rewards need to be revised."

"Ah? Boss Zhen, the current prize money is already enough, and more than half of the auditions are over, so it would be a little inappropriate to increase the prize money."

The 1000 million championship bonus has already made many people crazy about it. If there is more money, maybe those eliminated teams will do something wrong.

The popularity of the National Invitational Tournament is so high now. If something happens, it will have a big impact on "Poisonous Milk War" and even the entire Qiong Shen.

"There is no point in adding money. I plan to give more honor to the winner." Zhen Qiong said with a smile.

If he could just add more money, he dared to raise the championship prize to [-] million, but the system didn't allow it, so he could only start from other aspects.

"Mr. Zhen, tell me."

Li Hubai immediately took out his small notebook, and after following Mr. Zhen for so long, he knew one thing. When Mr. Zhen showed his current smile, it was Mr. Zhen who was planning to make a move.

This time, is it the final word?Or counterattack?Or is it the icing on the cake?

The anticipation in his heart lifted Li Hubai's spirit, and the pressure of the past few days was relieved.

"In the game, create a Hall of Glory, and players can see the image of the champion team after entering it."

Using the most expensive resources to make new buildings and the image of the championship team is an expense.

"Okay, Mr. Zhen." Li Hubai wrote down the request, and after thinking for two seconds, he asked: "But Mr. Zhen, even if it is the champion team, their character image will overlap with that of many players, it seems a bit... …a fly in the ointment."

The Hall of Glory is indeed a good idea, but there are not many professions and fashions in "Toxic Milk War". Even for the champion team, their character's fashions can be fully restored by other players with just a little money.

Another similar nickname, when the time comes, there will definitely be a large number of fake accounts in the Hall of Glory, and no one will even believe that the real champion will appear.

Where is the row of the champion team?The role that the Hall of Glory can play will be greatly reduced.

"It's very simple. Design a set of champion costumes for the champion team, which is unique to the entire game, and there is no way for others to imitate it."

"This is a good way!" Li Hubai said with a bright eye.

"And you can't let everyone in the champion team have the same champion costumes, and you have to make a clear difference... No! At that time, you can directly communicate with the champion team to make the costumes they want. In this way, there is no need to People can imitate."

A team may have at least four players, but if substitutes are counted, there may be five or six players.

For example, the few teams that have been in the limelight recently are all about six people.

The six sets of individually designed fashions consume part of the trial funds, and these six sets of fashions are not for sale, and will not make money for Zhen Qiong.

No matter how you look at it, this is a deal that only comes out but doesn't come in!

Li Hubai wrote it down in a small notebook "swish, swish, swish", and the more he memorized, the brighter his eyes became.

Nowadays, many teams are backed by local tyrants like Liu Fu. They may not look down on the championship bonus, but the Hall of Glory and the unique championship costumes have given them enough face to poke these local tyrants the most. "pain points".

Although the champion fashion is not for sale, after the local tyrant is proud, he will definitely spend money in the game to express his satisfaction.

Maybe there will be a carnival of "Everyone! Young Master Zhao will pay for all the consumption tonight!" This is a precedent in other online games.

The other rich people, in order to compete for face next time, naturally invest a lot of money in the game.

Even if the team becomes more and more standardized, and finally becomes a club, it is for bonuses. In order to win the championship, they will definitely need to spend money in the game.

Anyway, no matter what, "Poisoned Milk War" will never lose money.

"Also, when the champion costume comes out, we can still use it as a prototype!"

As soon as Zhen Qiong finished speaking, a systematic voice sounded in his mind: "Shocked! Your Highness, what are you going to do? Are you making money? You don't want the god seat anymore?"

　Ask for tickets and collections, please everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)