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Chapter 234 You are the one who fought!

Chapter 234 You are the one who fought!
There was joy inside Longyuan.

Boss Wang, who is bold and generous, directly gave bonuses equivalent to two years' salary to the employees of the production team, and then arranged for them to go on vacation to a seaside island with a big wave of his hand. More than one employee fainted from excitement immediately!

As for the brain wave game, the atmosphere is extremely depressing. The employees dare not speak loudly recently, and walk with their heads down and their hands lightly. They are afraid that there will be a big noise, and they will be caught by the depressed boss and scolded to vent their emotions. .

In the meeting room, all the high-level executives of Brainwave Games were present. Many people were smoking cigarettes to relieve anxiety, and the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

The entire meeting room was shrouded in smoke, and there was no intention of opening the windows for ventilation.

Steven's eyes were slack, his face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And Sit also had an ugly expression, clasped his arms around his chest, and remained silent.

"Bang Bang".

A soft knock sounded on the door.

Everyone couldn't help looking out the door nervously.

Steven frowned, his thoughts gradually returned to reality, and his voice was hoarse: "Come in!"

The secretary came in with a document and couldn't help but "cough cough".

Steven looked at the blurred face of the secretary from behind the smoke. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he read a bit of pity from the secretary's eyes. His heart was burning, and he said in a deep voice: "This week's report brings come yet?"

The secretary swallowed, not daring to look at Steven again, and carefully placed the document on the table: "Manager, here is the report."

Someone immediately asked impatiently: "How is it, have the sales come out?"

The secretary looked at Steven hesitantly, not knowing whether to say something or not.

Looking at his expression, Steven knew that this week's data must not be very good, so he took a deep breath: "Don't go, just read the report to everyone."

Everyone stared at the secretary nervously, and asked in a hurry: "Tell me, how much did you sell in the first week? Did it exceed 200 million?"

"How much water is flowing?"

"What about the retention rate?"

Steven shouted angrily: "Tell me one by one! Tell me about sales first."

The first-day sales volume of Battlefield of Heroes was 60 copies. According to the original estimate, the sales volume in the first week would be at least 300 million copies.

But now everyone has long given up this expectation, and thank God if there are 200 million.

The secretary's lips squirmed, and it took him a long time to stammer: "120 million copies."

Steven sighed silently, he knew more than others, this was within his expectation, but he still felt a little tight in his chest when he heard it.

A fat senior executive reacted violently, clutching his chest, rolled his eyes and passed out, and the conference room was in chaos.

"He's dying, call an ambulance!"

"It's not that serious. Maybe it's because I didn't eat in the morning. Has anyone brought candy? Feed him a piece!"

"Open the window quickly, maybe the smoke is too stuffy to breathe!"

"Hurry up and press his chest!"

A group of people surrounded the fat executive and slapped and beat him. They fed him sugar and pressed him down, and he was relieved.

After the fat executive woke up, he still had a mournful face and burst into tears: "My stocks, my dividends, my money..."

Others also showed a look of concern, who can sit here, who doesn't buy the company's stock?

Originally expected that the game of Heroes Battlefield would increase the company's market value, so that their dividends at the end of the year would also be more.

This time, it seems that the value of the stock will shrink greatly, and the year-end bonus may also be wiped out.

Someone remembered: "What about the running water?"

League of Legends skins are so expensive, the first week's turnover is said to be [-] million.

Their game charging model is more reasonable, and the skins are not expensive. The income of the game body and skins should not be bad, right?

The secretary replied: "2000 million gold dollars."

Everyone's complexion improved a bit.

2000 million gold dollars is almost like 1.5 million Huaxia coins.

Not an outright failure, either.

After all, Battlefield of Heroes has a first-mover advantage. If the follow-up operations keep up, there may be a turning point.

"What about player retention?"

Someone asked the most crucial question.

Everyone couldn't help staring at the secretary.

The player retention rate determines whether the Hero Battlefield is worth saving.

Just like a restaurant, it doesn't matter if there are not many customers when a restaurant first opens. If there are frequent repeat customers, it means that customers think the taste is good and they are willing to come again. This is worth continuing to operate.

If there are not many customers and few repeat customers, it is better to close the store as soon as possible.

秘书颤颤巍巍道:“次日留存,75%;3日留存:50%;7日留存:24%。”

The fat executive who had just woken up, clutched his chest and passed out again, even foaming from the corners of his mouth.

"He's really dying! Call an ambulance!"

"It's over, I feel bad too, take me to the hospital together!"

Steven, whose face was sinking in water, suddenly showed a very ferocious expression when the last string broke, pointing at Sid and yelling!

"Sit, you hot chick! Just because of your arrogance, you ruined the battlefield of heroes!"

Sit was frowning and meditating, when he was suddenly scolded by Steven, he was stunned at first, and then he was furious, he patted the table and stood up, condescending: "Steven, you shit, the failure of the Heroes' Battlefield and the I have a bird relationship? League of Legends is doing well, not Battle of Heroes is doing badly, understand?"

Steven also stood up, poked Sit in the face viciously and said: "Yes! So what right do you have to look down on the Chinese people and dare to speak wildly on TT? If it weren't for your stupid speech, hero The alliance will not rush to start the server with us, if it starts the server a month later, the sales of the Battle of Heroes will be ten times better than now!"

Sit was furious, and slapped him hard: "You shit, what right does a person who doesn't understand games but only know how to sell have the right to tell me what to do!"

Steven was slapped, his face was red and swollen immediately, his eyes were unbelievable, and then he became even more angry: "You hot chicken, you really don't know how to repent, I was the one who smoothed things over for you!"

In the same way, he slapped Seat with a powerful slap! There was a loud "snap", and it staggered Sit directly!

There was blood oozing from the corner of Xi Te's mouth, but instead he laughed and said with a little slurred words: "You seem to be fighting, I seem to go to the gym every month!"

With one punch, Steven was thrown backwards and hit two chairs!Then he jumped over, straddled Steven, and punched him with fists, hitting him black and blue!
Everyone else in the conference room looked dumbfounded, and hurried up to break up the fight, trying to pull the two of them apart!

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"You don't fight anymore!"

Suddenly someone suggested: "I think what Steven said is right, this unlucky thing called Sit is the culprit this time! All our bonuses for this year were wasted. Let's beat him together, shall we?"

The meeting room fell silent, and the people who were about to fight stopped, looked at each other, and slowly rolled up their sleeves.

Sit noticed the strange silence, and looked at the approaching people a little confusedly: "Are you kidding me? This is a society ruled by law, understand?"

"It's you, you bastard!"

"Elimination of pests is everyone's responsibility! I'm sorry!"

"Anyway, I won't be able to get rid of my anger until I beat you up! You've made a bunch of us miserable!"

"Return my bonus!"

Steven struggled to get up from the ground, turning a blind eye to the fierce screams behind him, and just collapsed on the chair, muttering two words: "It's cold, it's cold...it's really cold..."

(End of this chapter)

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