I want to make a game

"Nothing, just acquiring some manufacturers."

Liu Zhiyuan is now looking forward to who will come through the door later.

Liu Weihua thought for a while.

"Can't domestic manufacturers buy it?"

Liu Zhiyuan shook his head.

"Dad, I make games. There are really no suitable manufacturers in China. I have to say that the only one is Xiaobawang. But I don't like their technology."

"Is Director Liu here?" Just when Liu Zhiyuan wanted to continue talking, someone came outside the door. He stood up directly and opened the door. First impression is very important.

When Yang Jianguo saw that it was Liu Zhiyuan who opened the door, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed a big smile.

"You are Zhiyuan, right?"

Liu Zhiyuan responded respectfully and opened the door.

"Dad, I'm looking for you."

Liu Weihua also came over at this time, and Yang Jianguo was a little unhappy when he saw Yang Jianguo carrying a bunch of things in both hands.

"Mayor Yang, come as soon as you come. Why are you carrying things?"

Liu Zhiyuan's eyelids were very lively. He stepped forward to take the things and quickly welcomed Yang Jianguo to the sofa. Then he made tea and passed cigarettes.

"Smoke this." Yang Jianguo took the cigarette handed over by Liu Zhiyuan, took out a pack of white cigarettes and placed it on the table.

Liu Zhiyuan looked at this unpackaged cigarette and thought to himself, this is the cigarette provided in-house. He had only heard of it but never smoked it.

He skillfully opened the package and ordered one for Yang Jianguo, then for Liu Weihua, and finally ordered one for himself.

Seeing Liu Zhiyuan smoking, Liu Weihua asked.

"When did you learn to smoke?"

"Recently, recently, Uncle Yang has been smoking really well." Liu Zhiyuan quickly changed the subject, forgetting that he had never smoked at home before.

Yang Jianguo said with a smile.

"It's easy to say, Zhiyuan would like Uncle Huihui to give you a few packages."

Liu Weihua frowned and stopped.

"Zhiyuan is still young. It's not good to smoke too much. Also, this is Mayor Yang, no matter how old or young. Is it you who calls me uncle?"

Of course Liu Zhiyuan understood what Liu Weihua meant. He was afraid that the closer Liu Zhiyuan would become to Yang Jianguo, the more difficult it would be to do it later, so he wanted to set the stage as soon as possible.

But Liu Zhiyuan will definitely not do it. Mayor! Don’t worry about the chief or deputy, this must be a big leg. If you don’t build relationships at this time, why wait? Anyway, as long as he doesn’t lose the money and affect the follow-up plans, it doesn’t matter.

Already.

"Come, uncle. Eat some fruit." Liu Zhiyuan ignored Liu Weihua, who was frowning more and more, and became more attentive.

"good."

The two gradually chatted and pushed Liu Weihua aside.

Liu Weihua didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Forget it, Zhiyuan must have already guessed it.

Zhao Yingze didn't have many messy thoughts. She just grew prouder the more she looked at her son. But she searched all over Lucheng and found a few 18-year-olds who could talk to the mayor all over the place.

"The meal is ready." Liu Zhiyuan quickly stepped forward to take the dishes brought by Zhao Ying, put them on the table, and then brought all the dishes from the kitchen to the table.

"Sit, sit. Uncle, you sit. Mom and dad sit."

Looking at Liu Zhiyuan, who was more like his master than himself, Liu Weihua didn't intend to speak at all.

"Do you want to drink, uncle? Mom, where is our wine?"

Yang Jianguo sat down and called out to Liu Zhiyuan, who was busy about something.

"I brought two bottles of Feitian. These are good things. Most people wouldn't be willing to take them out to drink. That's why you're back, Zhiyuan."

Liu Zhiyuan had already discovered the two bottles of Feitian.

"That's a good relationship. Today I'm taking advantage of my uncle again."

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Liu Weihua and his wife have completely turned into spectators. Why didn't they know what Liu Zhiyuan could say before? No matter what Yang Jianguo said, he could pick up the conversation.

"Oh, by the way. Zhiyuan heard that you earned 12 million US dollars selling games in Japan?"

Liu Zhiyuan stopped his chopsticks, the main show was coming.

"Not worth mentioning."

Yang Jianguo did not agree with Liu Zhiyuan's words.

"Zhiyuan, if this is still not worth mentioning, then most of the factories in China will be ashamed of themselves."

Liu Zhiyuan toasted Yang Jianguo with a glass of wine, his face darkened.

"Uncle, it's really not worth mentioning. You may have never been to Japan. There are games there that can sell hundreds of millions of dollars every year. There are more than one." There were only three or five companies, taking turns. Liu Zhiyuan didn't say this.

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Yang Jianguo was startled. He knew that there were many games in Japan, he knew about Nintendo, and he knew about big companies like Sega with astonishing market capitalizations, but he really didn't know how just a few people could make money by making a game.

Of course, he was also misled by Liu Zhiyuan. There is no game that can sell for hundreds of millions of dollars by selling games alone. His hundreds of millions includes subsequent revenue from various aspects such as profit sharing and peripherals.

"How do you make money selling games?"

Liu Zhiyuan nodded seriously.

"It is most basic for a good game to make over 100 million yuan. The most important thing is popularity. Once a company has left a reputation as fun and classic in the gaming industry, then it can make over 100 million yuan in profit by releasing any game.

"Of course, you can post rubbish games once, but if you post them a few more times, you should be shut down.

"I just had a few good ideas. The original team was also students working part-time, which was very unstable. The key is that the money sold for three games was only four million U.S. dollars for one game. This achievement is in

Japan is full of exaggerated ones, but there are still quite a few if you pick them out.”

Liu Zhiyuan's words were intended to hint to him not to let go of his twelve million dollars. The most valuable thing is him.

Zhao Ying and Liu Weihua felt that this was no longer their son. Four million dollars was just a repayment. Their monthly salary was less than two hundred Chinese dollars.

"Then Zhiyuan. Do you have any idea to engage in game development in China? Although you are very modest, I am not ignorant of economics. You will never see a few games worth four million US dollars in Japan in a year."

Liu Zhiyuan lit a cigarette for him and smoked it himself.

"Uncle, it's not that I don't want to come back, but the current domestic environment really doesn't allow it."

"I think the Little Overlord in eastern Guangdong is also doing a good job. Although it was just established this year, the income is very considerable. How about I have a relationship with you and you can work together with the Little Overlord to do it together?"

Liu Zhiyuan is afraid of this. What are you doing with the bully? Are you engaging in piracy together?

"Uncle, do you know the cost of developing a game console?"

Without waiting for Yang Jianguo to speak, he continued.

"Nintendo's fc is the red and white console. The one that Overlord is imitating, Nintendo has spent at least one billion dollars on it!"

"Sega**s are more than twice as expensive as FC. Uncle, do you think these companies will allow imitations to appear in their markets for the consoles they have invested so much in?" Don't talk about imitations, you are doing independent research and development.

console, if you leak some rumors and try it out, you will see if Nintendo and Sega will join forces to kill you.

Yang Jianguo understood what Liu Zhiyuan meant. Little Overlord could only be sold at home, but he might not be able to sell even one abroad.

"High cost means high selling price. Uncle, there is really no such consumption capacity in China now. The most important thing is that there are really no relevant talents and growth environment in China. Even if I open a factory in China, I have to source it from abroad.

Recruit people, and the people they recruit will be useless if they stay in the country for a few years."

Liu Zhiyuan stopped this heavy topic and looked at Yang Jianguo very seriously.

"But this is my home, and I will always come back. Five years, at most five years. Uncle, I will bring back the Han Dynasty, which is worth hundreds of millions or billions and has a complete talent training system, back to Lucheng,

Let us Chinese people be our own game company and let the world know that we in China can also make good games."

Yang Jianguo was moved. He originally thought Liu Zhiyuan was a relatively philistine person, but this short sentence gave him a hint of admiration.

"Your father is right, you are a good boy. I believe in you! Come on, let me give you this cup."

"I don't dare, I don't dare. You are just talking nonsense, I respect you." Liu Zhiyuan quickly stood up and clinked glasses with Yang Jianguo with a shy face.

After drinking, Yang Jianguo said something pointedly.

"It's better to be flexible and tactful. Only by being tactful can you talk to people and get things done."

How come Liu Weihua has never beaten Liu Zhiyuan in many years, but at this moment he really wants to beat Liu Zhiyuan. Where did he get this philistine look? Just now, he looked worried about the country and the people, but he changed his face in an instant.

This was not the case before.