Say Yes To Making Bad Games, What the Hell is Titanfall?

Take the high-speed train back to Binjiang!

Shen Miaomiao is in a good mood!

so good!

The game didn't even have a shape, and the investment of 150,000 yuan was given away!

In fact, she originally wanted to raise the price a little bit higher, such as giving away one million directly.

But this idea was warned by the system as soon as it came out.

The reason is that the one million landing fee has far exceeded the market price, and it is suspected of deliberately losing money.

Therefore, she could only settle for the next best thing and pay Yiyou according to the highest market price.

But this is already very good!

On the way back to the company, Shen Miaomiao held her toes high, like a general who came in triumph!

She waved to Chu Qingzhou who was drooping beside her!

Sister Chuchu! Do you want a drink? I invite you!

At this moment, Chu Qingzhou wanted to die.

One hundred and fifty thousand!

Things that can be completely done with 70,000 yuan, but this aunt has doubled it!

She couldn't figure out why!

Sighing slightly, Chu Qingzhou nodded, looking a little listless: Okay, I just want a cup of Xuemang.

While speaking, Chu Qingzhou was about to walk to the Tea Music Special Drink on the left side of the office gate.

This is an online celebrity drink shop that recently opened downstairs from their company.

Although the overall price is on the expensive side, the taste is also first-class. Chu Qingzhou often drinks this restaurant.

She desperately needs a glass of iced drink to calm her heart.

However!

Before she turns the corner!

Seeing Shen Miaomiao striding forward, she went straight to the Snow King on the right hand side of the company gate!

It won't take a moment!

Shen Miaomiao came out with two glasses of lemonade, and handed one of them to Chu Qingzhou: Here! Lemonade! It's delicious!

Chu Qingzhou:? ? ?

You... are willing to spend an extra 80,000 yuan to be wronged... Just buy me lemonade?

Miaomiao, is the friendship between us... worth four yuan?

While talking, Chu Qingzhou deliberately raised the cup and shook it:

You don't even want to give me a coconut?

Chu Qingzhou looked at Shen Miaomiao with sad eyes.

Shen Miaomiao took out her mobile phone embarrassingly, and showed Chu Qingzhou her bank card balance.

Five hundred and two dollars left.

Our friendship is priceless, but my bank card has it,

Shen Miaomiao stuck out her tongue:

I only have five hundred yuan left this month.

Yes.

Ever since Shen Miaomiao established her own family, Old Comrade Shen has 'severed ties' with her.

Not only in terms of the company, but apart from the half a million start-up capital, Golden Wind will not invest a penny.

Even the life of having no worries about food and clothing came to an abrupt end, and he could only live on his salary every month.

Then you can't spend it so cleanly!

Seeing that Shen Miaomiao spoke pitifully, Chu Qingzhou ruthlessly pierced through:

Your annual salary is 500,000! Your monthly salary is 40,000!

It cost me six thousand to invite you out to a celebration banquet before,

Shen Miaomiao said flatly:

I also rented a house by myself. It costs 6,500 a month, and I pay three for one deposit. I also have food and drink, Lasa skin care mask, water, electricity, gas, gas, and a car...

Chu Qingzhou was speechless.

Binjiang is close to the provincial capital and the capital, and the consumption level is indeed not low.

Coupled with the background of Miss Shen Miaomiao, she had no concept of spending money when she was a child, and it was all about clothes and food.

After becoming an adult, I have my own bank card, and I can't see the money when I spend money. There are six figures in the card for a long time, plus a limit of 500,000.

Shen Miaomiao who grew up in this environment, even if she was a so-called salted fish with little needs, she would certainly not know how to save money like ordinary people.

Ever since, an embarrassing situation appeared——she became a rich and poor man.

Looking at the pitiful Shen Miaomiao, Chu Qingzhou couldn't help but chuckle:

Well, show us poor ones, I beg you to be well!

However, Shen Miaomiao grabbed Chu Qingzhou and raised the lemonade in her hand: Let's drink this first today, otherwise it will be wasted.

Hearing this, Chu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows in surprise, then nodded:

Boss Shen's education method is very effective...

...

In the company, Gu Sheng and the others just had lunch at this time, and they are smoking at the moment.

As the saying goes, a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god.

As the green smoke blew out, Lu Bian asked casually, By the way, Lao Gu, what did little Nezha call you this morning?

Somatosensory cabin,

Gu Sheng picked up the tea and took a sip:

I told her about the idea of ​​the somatosensory cabin. She seemed to be very interested. She took Chu Dami and went to Zhongjing in a hurry. I guess she went to negotiate with Yiyou.

ah?

After hearing Gu Sheng's words, Da Jiang was very surprised:

But brother Sheng, didn't you say before that our company's current financial resources can't afford the research and development of the somatosensory cabin?

yes,

Gu Sheng shrugged, looking a little helpless:

But little Nezha didn't give me a chance to say more. After hearing about the plan for the somatosensory cabin, I made a decision on the spot.

Actually, Gu Sheng had a bit of a headache.

As Oe said.

He does have the idea of ​​entering the somatosensory cabin market, but not now.

The company's financial conditions do not allow only one aspect.

The bigger problem facing him now is that the current emotional value in his system does not support him to make a good quality horror game.

According to Gu Sheng's thinking, if they want to gain a firm foothold in the somatosensory cabin market.

Then the first released work must be a big hit.

Escape, Resident Evil, The Evil Within, Dead Space...

These are his preselected items.

High quality, large volume, full impact, rich plot, full of excitement.

But the problem is, he only has more than 40,000 emotional points now.

In the system, even the smaller escapes in these games still require more than six figures of emotional value.

For Gu Sheng, this is a very huge number.

With the three games in his hands now, it is difficult to earn within ten days and a half months.

After all, as time goes by, the emotions of the players will gradually stabilize.

Although at present, those three games are still providing him with emotional value, but the growth rate is definitely not as good as before.

Therefore, according to the original plan, Gu Sheng wanted to launch another small game with high quality and low price, such as Digging for Survival and Iwanna.

This kind of thing can earn the most emotional value.

Especially Digging to Survive, there were countless anchors who broke the defense back then, and the effect of the program can be called explosive.

Make a big deal, and then enter the somatosensory cabin track, move out of Escape and kill a bloody road.

very perfect.

But who would have guessed.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

As soon as I opened my mouth and said that I intend to move closer to the somatosensory cabin market, little Nezha made a decision on the spot like a chicken blood.

This also forced him to urgently screen the horror games in the system with a limit of 50,000 emotions.

what to do?

Gu Sheng leaned back on the boss chair, seemingly in a state of resting his eyes with his eyes closed, but he was actually selecting games in the system.

Horror Teletubbies?

No, there are too many Jumpscare elements, and players are already tired of it.

Poppy's playtime?

No, the gameplay is too monotonous, and players are prone to fatigue.

Five Nights at Teddy Bears?

No, the volume is too small and the replayability is low.

Gu Sheng felt a little troubled.

It is novel and interesting, and must have a certain degree of replayability.

Difficult...

Just as he was thinking, he heard a knock on the office door.

tuk tuk -

It's Chu Qingzhou.