The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

Xiao Rao looked at the two people who were dazzled by money and said with a smile: "The country's current attitude towards game consoles has always been quite warm. The teachers in major schools are even more strict about it. Now this When the time comes, let’s act honestly and in accordance with national policy.”

"The students are being kept up all night. Do you really want to be investigated?"

"Uh!"

Nian Fuqiang and Manai's red-hot heads were more or less sober. They rubbed their heads in disapproval, "Then what should we do now?"

“The queue is too long and there are not enough machines!”

One person can only play for five minutes at a time, and most people who get on the machine will not get off until they lose all the money in their pockets.

Middle-aged people with full pockets.

They might even play alone for an hour.

Fortunately, the quality of their games is so strong that even those who are standing in line to watch the excitement are reluctant to leave.

but……

We definitely can’t let everyone in line play before dark.

Now there are only 200 people waiting in line.

Most of them can't play it, and seeing that they can't make money, Man Aihong and Nian Fuqiang are too uncomfortable.

"So, the most important thing for us now is to continue to build the game console!" Xiao Rao said with a smile, "Didn't I promise you that everyone will give you a game console!"

"I remember this morning, didn't the boss on the next street want to buy our machine at a high price? What do you think? If you want to sell it, I will make the two of you first, and then add the machine!"

"No, no, no, we won't sell it!"

Man Aihong and Nian Fuqiang looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Although they are not smart, they are not stupid either. Being rich for a while and being rich all the time are two completely different concepts. In a racing game, this is a golden chicken that lays eggs. They must keep it, and the two of them cursed and swore to stay with them. Be by Xiao Rao's side, help her make machines and handle things for her.

after all……

They are so awesome.

They have the technology.

Almost one person has completed the design of such a popular machine. He is simply an extinct genius.

It is an existence that can lay golden roosters.

"Xiao Rao, we are determined to follow you!"

The two said in unison.

When Xiao Rao saw this, he smiled calmly without any surprise.

then……

She took two people with her and went on to make the machine.

Xiao Rao's racing game became popular throughout the Forty-Nine Cities, and even became more famous because one of her people who often played racing games actually learned to drive.

It spread among the children.

The adults are also a little curious and will come over to take a look, and then...

It fell right into it.

There was a long queue in front of Nian Fuqiang's house. In order to accommodate more players, he and his wife even vacated their room and set up a small storefront to sell small items and tea. Chairs are also provided.

At the door of his house, you can often see a person sitting in the 'big guy', racing a car, and near the 'big guy', there are people holding tea, eating snacks, pointing, and shouting.

They are spectators.

The people who maintain order around the game consoles are Nian Fuqiang and his wife. They open the door at 7 a.m. and turn off the game consoles at 11 p.m. every day!

Open 16 hours a day.

A machine costs 200 yuan a day.

Especially since the two of them also ran a 'snack and tea shop', which they could sell for ten or twenty yuan a day. What's more, Xiao Rao was still working on the second and third stations. Therefore, he became rich and strong. He was ruthless, gritted his teeth, quickly applied for a leave of absence without pay, and started serious business.

After Xiao Rao completed the second and third channels that belonged to him and Man Aihong, even his young and prosperous wife came to help.

Man Aihong's machine would give Nian Fuqiang one-twentieth of its income every day as wages. Man Aihong would also come to help on Saturdays, Sundays, or after school.

As for Xiao Rao...

No one dared to take her money.

Even when she returned the 100 yuan she borrowed to Nian Fuqiang, Nian Fuqiang refused to accept it.

Xiao Rao made machines very quickly. After all, everything had a framework, and she was willing to spend money. So, in just one week, she made thirty machines.

It's not that she doesn't want to do more, but the traffic in the area will only support these machines. If there are more, no one will be able to play.

after all……

One yuan per coin is indeed a bit expensive.

Moreover, such an exciting game like racing is more popular among teenagers, those who are too young, such as primary school students, and those who are too old, over forty, or most girls.

It would feel too 'crazy'.

They like watching more than playing.

He has not made a game that everyone likes. Xiao Rao's spirit has never been good. When Nian Fuqiang and Man Aihong asked, she maintained, "My grandparents are ruthless and break my heart. They look down on me so much." , As a result, my game can't conquer the elderly, I look so miserable!

Even if she makes a lot of money every day, even if so many game consoles bring her countless income, she is not happy. Nian Fuqiang, his wife and Man Aihong are afraid that something will happen to her due to depression, so they surround her every day and coax her. And persuaded.

Almost coaxing her like a fragile golden doll.

after all……

Not to mention the friendship between the three of them, the racing game console is not invulnerable. Among the three, only Xiao Rao knows how to repair it.

Of course, she once wanted to teach the two of them, but they couldn't understand!

There is a technological gap of hundreds of years between the three of them. Nian Fuqiang and Man Aihong cannot learn even if they study hard. Therefore, Xiao Rao maintains the thirty machines entirely by himself.

She is the decisive figure for the three people to make money every day.

She was unhappy, depressed, and loved Hong and Nian Fuqiang so much that she wished she could cut a board to offer her up.

Xiao Rao was quite satisfied with their reaction. The best ones like Old Man Xiao, Old Mrs. Xiao and Wu Yujia were only in the minority after all.

Repaying kindness, or in other words, people who are sensible enough and have IQ are still the majority of this world.

She blinked her eyes, "I'm not short of money anymore. In half a month's work, thirty machines have earned me several 'ten thousand yuan households', so..."

【I want to take a step towards my 'genius'! 】

"My game console can't be liked by everyone!" Looking at the crowds of people in the over 200-square-meter store that was opened up, she said with infinite sadness: "Love red, rich and powerful, I want to make a game that can be accepted, loved, and used by the general public, preferably older people!"

"What game?"

"Sister, you are going to make a new game again!"

Nian Fuqiang and Man Aihong, including Nian Fuqiang's lover, immediately turned their attention to Xiao Rao.

Their eyes glowed with red hearts.

Xiao Rao is going to make a new game = wow, make money.

"Actually, it's okay not to make a new game. If the nearby customer traffic is full, we can open a branch in a distant place, such as the West District!"

"Our capital city is so big, I think it's no problem to open hundreds of branches!" Nian Fuqiang's lover is very ambitious.