Game Development Giant

Tamahide Yoshiro shaved cleanly in the bathroom, washed his face, and came to the living room.

The wife went to send her daughter to school, and breakfast was already prepared and placed on the dining table. Tamahide Yoshiro arrived at the restaurant while tying his tie. On the table were a glass of still warm milk, a medium-boiled poached egg, a piece of fried bacon, and a few slices of square bread.

After taking a sip of milk and biting bacon, Tamahide Yoshiro couldn't help but think of the phone call he received last night.

The call was from the United States.

The caller was a friend he had made during his exchange studies at Atari, Mark Saini, a very talented game designer, but he has now left Atari and joined a new game company. , served as the development director of this game company.

He had never heard of this company called Mars Entertainment before.

But recently, his company Sega seems to be cooperating on a game with a company called Mars Entertainment. The reason seems to be that a game just developed by this company has become popular in the United States, and the company headquarters wants to introduce it Japan, but he is just a deputy director in the human resources department. There are five deputy managers like him in the human resources department of Sega Osaka Branch.

He is the youngest and the least powerful.

"I recommended him to come to Sega before, but I didn't expect that now he has become a supervisor in a company, and he seems to be doing well." Tamahide Yoshiro thought about the content of the phone call, and then thought about the conversation he had with Mark two months ago. ·When Saini was talking on the phone, the other party was confused and doubtful about the future. He couldn't help but sigh that Shibei was looking forward to seeing it for three days. Although this description is very inaccurate, it was indeed Tamahide Yoshiro's inner thoughts.

"Become the director and president of the Japanese branch?" What Mark Saney said on the phone last night made Tamahide Yoshiro feel like there was an insect crawling around in his heart, which made him extremely excited, even more than now. The offer of a fifty percent salary increase was simply irresistible to him.

Director means director in Japanese, director and president means general manager, and representative director means chairman of the board.

You must know that in Japan, a highly hierarchical society, the salary system based on seniority and merit has almost become a tradition in the past golden decade. No one dares to challenge it, and Japanese companies are proud of it and regard it as Japan's So it is one of the foundations for economic take-off.

No matter how great your merits are, if you want to get a high salary and be promoted to a high position, you must compare your merit, ranking, and seniority.

Tamahide Yoshiro knew that it would take at least ten more years for him to get the level of salary that Mark Saini told him at Sega. Ten years, how many decades are there in life?

But he was still hesitant. After all, he didn't know much about the company where Mark Saini was working. What if the company failed?

After all, Sega is a big company. I came here right after graduating from college. It took me nine years to get my current position and salary.

Life can't come again! They have a family, a virtuous wife, and a lovely daughter. They need to be responsible for themselves. They are no longer young people and cannot take risks at will.

If you fail, do you have to start from the bottom? What about my family?

The pie in front of you looks tempting, but who knows if there is an abyss hidden in front of it?

The idea gradually became clear, and Tamahide Yoshiro seemed to have made a decision, but the salary promised by Mark Saini still kept popping up in his mind, and it seemed that he could not erase it.

A full 50% salary increase...

Sighing, eating the last piece of bread and swallowing the last mouthful of milk, Tamahide Yoshiro put on his suit, put on his shoes, and walked out of the house.

No matter what, I can't be late for my work today.

With this thought in mind, Tamahide Yoshiro hurriedly walked towards the station.

An ordinary house in Osaka.

A shy young man who looked less than twenty years old, with a three-quarter haircut and a pair of round glasses, was sitting on the tatami in a daze.

He held a job application list in his hand. The first box said CSK Co., Ltd., the largest software company in Japan, but he had already drawn a bright red x on the back of this application with a red pen. ,fail.

The second box said nec, the famous Nippon Electric, but the intention behind it was the same as the first one. He also drew an x ​​with a red pen, indicating failure.

The third box says Sharp, Japan's well-deserved home appliance giant. This intention is the same as the first two, and there is still a red x at the back, indicating failure.

There are only three boxes on this volunteer list, all of which have been filled and have failed. However, on the border outside the grid, the young man also wrote four English letters with a pen, Sega, SEGA.

The young man just stared blankly at the volunteer list in his hand, with a confused look on his face.

He suddenly put his hands on his head, grabbed his hair hard, shook his head hard, and kept complaining in a low voice, "Why can't high school students write programs? Why do they only ask me My academic qualifications without looking at my abilities? Do only college students have the privilege of writing programs?"

This young man's name is Naka Yuji. He is nineteen years old. He is a graduate who just graduated from the Electrical Department of Nishinoda Industrial High School this year. Although the name of this school sounds fancy, in fact it is just a vocational high school, that is, Said he was a high school graduate.

This is not considered a high degree of education in Japan.

With such an academic qualification, it is indeed a bit fanciful to want to enter one of the internationally renowned companies he had chosen.

"Brother!" At this moment, Naka Yuji's door was opened, and a cute little girl about ten years old stood in front of the door, blushing and pouting, "You lazy idiot, you will miss the train if you don't get up. Got it!"

Although Naka Yuji was in a irritable mood now, he still loved his only sister very much. He forced a smile on his face, waved his hand, and pretended to be very confident: "Jiako! Your brother and I are still as strong as you." I don’t know! I will definitely be hired this time!”

"Come on!" When the little girl heard her brother's words, she also showed a bright smile. At the same time, she clenched her fists and waved vigorously, as if to encourage her brother.

"I must succeed today!" Yuji Naka came out of the house with a half-eaten omelette in his mouth, clenching his fists hard and thinking.

Tamahide Yoshiro came to the company and looked at today's work schedule. There was an interview meeting in the morning with more than a dozen job seekers, and there was a middle-level meeting in the afternoon, which seemed to discuss the promotion of a game.

"I heard that the licensing rights for the game that the company just won cost a total of 20 million US dollars!"

"Really? Isn't that several billion yen?"

"Yeah, I heard that this company was just established. It just released a game and it became popular in the United States. Sales in one month were US$100 million!"

"Liar, how is it possible for you to say that you still want to pay back 100 million US dollars!"

"Really, I heard it from my friends at the headquarters. If you don't believe me, go ask. That company is called Mars Entertainment..."

Tamahide Yoshiro, who was holding a stack of job application materials, suddenly stopped. He looked at the talking staff with some shock, and his mind was filled with what they had talked about before.

After a slight hesitation, he also walked forward, coughed, and asked in a deliberately calm tone: "Isn't that game company called Mars Entertainment just established? How could it be possible that the sales volume in a month is 100 million? Dollar?"

Tamahide Yoshiro is the deputy director of the Human Resources Department. In Japan's strict hierarchical society, ordinary employees must bow first when they see him.

When these ordinary employees who were chatting saw it was Tama Hideyoshiro, they quickly bent down and saluted. After Tama Hideyoshiro waved his hand to indicate no need, the person who knew the matter carefully answered Tama Hideyoshiro's question.

After receiving the reply, Yuxiu Yoshiro left expressionlessly, which made these ordinary employees look at each other, wondering how this senior Yuxiu, who had always been uninterested in gossip, suddenly became interested in an American company.

Tamahide Yoshiro's mind is now filled with information about Mars Entertainment and 100 million US dollars. He is now eager to find out whether the information he just heard is accurate. The decision he made during the meal does not seem to be very firm. When he got up, he suddenly discovered that the proposition that he had used to convince himself that Mark Saini was looking for him to go to a small company was not true at all.

No matter how small a company was before, it will no longer be a small company when it reaches sales of US$100 million a month.

He just walked to his destination in a daze. The person in charge of this interview was his boss, the head of the Human Resources Department of Sega Osaka Branch. He was a very stubborn and mean person, and he had personally experienced the Golden Ten. The economic miracle in 2000, so he often takes pride in it, and often comments on his subordinates in a contemptuous tone, such as, you people are not much better than pigs, and so on.

He was originally the person in charge of this interview. His boss was originally going to the headquarters today to listen to President Zhongshan's teachings. However, President Zhongshan left for the United States this morning, so a high-level meeting that was originally scheduled was also cancelled. .

So Tamahide Yoshiro's boss saw that there was an interview meeting this morning, so he decided to take charge of it himself.

This made Tamahide Yoshiro, who was originally responsible for this matter, a dispensable deputy. He was a little dissatisfied with this, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"boom!"

Tamahide Yoshiro, who was thinking about things, didn't pay attention to the front. He was holding a cup of stale coffee in his hand. He was walking a little fast and accidentally bumped into someone at a corner.

At the same time, the cup of coffee in his hand was unsteady. The cup tilted and the tepid coffee liquid poured onto the other person's brand new suit. The cup also fell to the ground and shattered.

Fortunately, Tamahide Yoshiro's body is still strong. His body only shook after the collision and did not fall down. The person he hit was much thinner than him, and he could only He sat down on the ground.

"I'm sorry!" Seeing the person sitting on the ground clutching his chest with a look of pain on his face, Tamahideyoshiro hurriedly helped him up and kept saying apologies.

Naka Yuji clutched his chest, cursing secretly why he was so unlucky. He couldn't even drink cold water without filling his teeth. He finally found someone to ask where the interview was, but when he was about to arrive, he was knocked down again for no reason. This Only then did he feel a sticky, moist and warm feeling coming from the palm of his hand that was pressing his chest.

He quickly looked down and saw that the front of the new suit he had just spent a large sum of money to buy for his graduation job interview was stained with a large yellow-brown coffee stain.

It can't be worn at all.

Seeing this scene, Naka Yuji's eyes instantly turned red. He looked at the middle-aged man who knocked him down with some annoyance.

He has an interview to attend today! How can I attend an interview now that my clothes are like this? Not wearing a suit to the interview will definitely be considered disrespectful to the interviewer and you will be kicked out ruthlessly.

Thinking that he was likely to fail the interview for the fourth time in a row, Yuji Naka, who was introverted by nature, suddenly had the urge to cry.

Tamahide Yoshiro looked at the time on his watch, with an anxious look on his face. The interview time was very close. If he was late, he would definitely be humiliated mercilessly by his boss who had long disliked him. A meal.

He could only tear off a piece of paper from the notebook in the folder, take a pen and write down his name and a series of numbers on it.

Tamahide Yoshiro pushed this piece of paper into Naka Yuji's hand, and he said in a rather urgent tone: "I still have something urgent to deal with. Here is my name and my home phone number. You can go to the personnel department at noon to find it." Me, if I wasn't here, you would have called this number that night, and I would have compensated you for your clothes."

After saying that, Tamahideyoshiro, who couldn't afford to waste time, trotted away.

Naka Yuji held this piece of paper in his hand and stared blankly at the back of the middle-aged man in his thirties who knocked him down gradually disappearing from his eyes.

This left him a little stunned.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Suddenly, he took an angry breath, then glanced at the contents of the paper. The next second, he clenched the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can on the side of the aisle without hesitation.

"It seems that this interview is going to fail again." While thinking pessimistically, Naka Yuji took off the suit he was wearing and carried it in his hand, and walked listlessly towards the interview location, although he knew that he had little hope. However, Naka Yuji didn't want to give up just like that. He had to give it a try before he could give up.

What he didn't realize was that he was walking in the exact same direction as the middle-aged man who knocked him to the ground just now.

In the interview room.

Sitting on the chair, Tamahide Yoshiro looked at the application letter in front of him boredly.

The fifty-year-old man next to him was in complete control of the entire job search process. He and the other two assistants were like spectators, and could only watch the entire process as bystanders.

All the job seekers' questions were handled by Suzuki-senpai, the HR section manager next to him, and he was not allowed to get in the middle of the conversation at all.

In the beginning, whenever he was interested in a job applicant and wanted to inquire in detail, his Suzuki senior would look at him coldly and then say, "Your interview is over, the next job is over." Bit."

Faced with this situation, Tamahide Yoshiro, who couldn't even have a conflict with his boss, simply ignored him and let his Suzuki-senpai interview him as he pleased. This person in charge of the Human Resources Department is in charge.

He was also happy and relaxed.

"Next person."

Following this voice, Tamahide Yoshiro flipped through the cover letter of the previous interviewer.

His eyebrows suddenly wrinkled when he saw the photo on the cover letter of the next job applicant in front of him.

Isn't this the young man he knocked down earlier?

Tamahide Yoshiro quickly moved his eyes to the name column, Naka Yuji, education, Nishinoda Industrial High School Electrical Department...high school?

When he saw the column for the other person's academic qualifications, Tamahide Yoshiro's pupils shrank sharply. He suddenly thought of the contemptuous attitude of the Suzuki senior next to him towards people with less than a college degree. He quickly looked at the other person's job application intention. , game developer, or programmer.

Tamahide Yoshiro said to himself, "Oh no," because his boss was so rigid, he would never allow someone with only a high school degree to apply for such a high-tech position.

Naka Yuji, who was not wearing a suit but a white shirt with faint brown stains visible on the front of the shirt, walked in. He first bowed and saluted the interviewer in the room.

The moment he walked in, Tamahide Yoshiro's boss, Section Chief Suzuki, immediately frowned, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the other person's appearance.

"Hmph!" Seeing the other party bending down to salute respectfully, he just snorted expressionlessly, seeming to be dismissive of it.

Then, Suzuki lowered his head and glanced at the application letter of the applicant in front of him. He didn't know what he saw. His face turned red instantly, and an extremely angry look came out of his pupils.

He slammed the table and stood up.

Pointing one finger at Naka Yuji, he scolded him unceremoniously.

"Did your teacher in school teach you to use such an appearance to apply for a job?"

Seeing Naka Yuji's face turn red instantly, Suzuki seemed to become a little unreasonable. He continued to speak in a sharp tone: "I'm so embarrassed for your teacher, for teaching such a disrespectful student." .”

Regarding Suzuki's responsibilities, Naka Yuji could only blush and lower his head unable to say a word.

"Pa!" Tamahide Yoshiro, who was a little apologetic to Naka Yuji, couldn't listen anymore. He slammed the table and stood up. The sound of his palm slapping the table interrupted Suzuki's words.

Tamahide Yoshiro looked at his boss Suzuki with burning eyes, and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Senior Suzuki, don't you think it's a bit too much to say such a thing to a young man?"

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