Horrible! Actually playing this kind of game!

Chapter 23 23. The Miracle Call

June 25, 1990.

pokeni co., ltd.

There is an air of desperation in the company.

Yes, if the air was solemn a few months ago, by now it can be called despair.

I originally thought that "Onmyoji" would be a turnaround for the company, but I didn't expect that it would die before it was released. Only more than 1,000 copies have been sold since its release in early June.

This number is not even comparable to the previous game "Sword Heart"

If you give up without trying hard, you can probably use "We still have hope, as long as we are serious" as an excuse.

But when you try your best and still fail miserably, then you are really desperate.

Because you don’t know what to do next.

In the past few days, Pokeni's life hangs on a thread. The employees are working hard to sell and publicize, calling their relatives and friends, going to the streets to hand out flyers, and finding various stores to sell "Onmyoji"...

But it is a pity that——

With little success.

Many stores directly sentenced Onmyoji to death without even trying it out——

A company with no reputation, and the early performance of this game was really not good, so no one thought it was a product that could impress players enough.

"Ah~ It should be really over this time, right?"

"Dead. Hard."

"Who would have thought."

"Yeah, such a good work, but it didn't sell many."

In the smoking room, the members had given up on themselves and even considered resigning.

"But when I think that this company is almost finished, it's better to stay and accompany it on its last journey."

"The president is actually quite good. We didn't do anything wrong. It's just bad luck."

"Well, it's a glorious curtain call. After I finish this job, I want to go back to the countryside and raise chickens."

"Ah~ Tokyo, so many people's dreams are still not suitable for me?"

Make a call!

Why are you standing there?

If there are no customers, take the initiative to attract customers.

But……

Unable to speak.

When Qing Zhiyuan saw the tired expressions on everyone's faces, he wanted to scold these people, but he couldn't.

Even when he heard these people saying that they wanted to stay with them for the last journey, he still shed some tears.

How can it be repaired!

I am a reborn person, holding a bunch of king bombs in my hands, shouldn't this be the result?

Sure enough, those stories in novels about taking off too easily are all lies?

"Everyone."

Qing Zhiyuan clapped his hands.

Everyone looked up.

"Get off work early today. Thank you for your hard work these days." He bowed to everyone.

I don’t know why, but everyone’s eyes were wet when they heard his words.

"I'll treat you all to a drink tonight." Qing Zhiyuan laughed, "There is still a little money in the account. You can order whatever you want to eat or drink. Please be sure to show your respect."

Akanishi Ken stood up and walked forward and patted Qing Zhiyuan on the shoulder, "I want to go! I have to have a good drink tonight."

"Yo Xi!" Everyone nodded in agreement, with smiles on their faces.

Qianchuan Hongyi wiped his glasses with his hands, tears welling up unsatisfactorily.

"President..."

This is clearly a farewell party, and pokeni will probably cease to exist from now on.

It's such an abominable feeling.

Qianchuan is very annoying.

If Qing Zhiyuan was that kind of cold-blooded president, it wouldn't make people feel so uncomfortable.

He wished that Qing Zhiyuan would humiliate them severely and then disband the pokeni, which was better than this hypocritical good-guy treat.

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm so unwilling to give in..." Ishino Mika began to cry.

Infected by her emotions, the colleagues around her burst into tears.

"Let's go. We have tried our best, there is nothing to regret." Qing Zhiyuan squeezed out a smile and gently hugged Ishino Mika.

The latter's body trembled.

"It's just because I tried my best that I'm not willing to give in... I'm not willing to give in~ How can I fix it!" Qianchuan Hongyi stood up and threw his work badge to the ground.

Others turned away one after another, not wanting others to see their tears.

Qing Zhiyuan understands them very well and knows this pain.

It only hurts because of the hard work and effort.

"I……"

Qing Zhiyuan clicked his lips and wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, in such a quiet, oppressive and desperate atmosphere, the company's phone rang at an inappropriate time.

"Jingle Bell……"

After several calls, no one answered.

Everyone looked at the president.

But Qing Zhiyuan remained motionless.

HR Akane Ayase couldn't hold it back anymore, wiped her tears, walked over and picked up the phone.

"What's going on, what's going on, pokeni's."

"OK."

"OK."

There was only one voice in the entire company, Akane Ayase.

But the next second, the expression on her face changed drastically.

What started as depression and despair turned into shock.

"OK?!"

"Please tell me the address of your store."

"OK."

Akane Ayase quickly found a pen from the side and recorded something in the notebook.

"alright, thank you very much!"

After hanging up the phone, Ayase Akane raised her head and looked at Qing Zhiyuan in disbelief with her big eyes.

"President!"

"Huh?" Qing Zhiyuan turned around.

"1,000 copies!" Ayase Akane showed a smile on her lips, and she felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"What 1,000 copies?" Qing Zhiyuan squinted his eyes, not quite understanding.

"The Sano Game Store just called us and ordered 1,000 copies of "Onmyoji" from us," Akane Ayase said.

ha?

The entire pokeni suddenly became quiet and silent.

Two seconds passed.

"Wow!~" Everyone burst into cheers.

"Nani?!"

"1,000 copies?!"

"real or fake?!"

…

"Dingling bell~"

Just when everyone was in disbelief, the second call also came in.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Akane Ayase answered the phone.

"Order 2,000 copies of "Onmyoji"? Okay, please tell me the address of your company."

Akane Ayase made a gesture to Qing Zhiyuan while writing it down with a pen.

Everyone looked at each other, completely unaware of what was happening.

Why are there so many orders all of a sudden?

At the same time, the third call also rang.

Followed by the fourth pass...

Fifth pass...

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Why are you standing there, answer the phone!" Qing Zhiyuan shouted loudly.

Everyone then returned to their respective jobs as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Hello, this is pokeni."

"Okay, Onmyoji, right? How many copies do I need to order?"

on this night.

The whole office was filled with telephone ringing.

The orders come one after another, and there seems to be no end in sight.

…

For Qing Zhiyuan, this is simply a miracle.

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