Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

Xia Jiang quickly completed the record, and then asked, "President Pei, we all know that the games produced by Tenda have so far achieved a good harvest in both sales and word of mouth. This is a very rare thing."

"A lot of game developers are thinking about making money, and have chosen word of mouth for overdraft games, so that some of the works that might seal the gods die midway."

"Some game developers' works are good or bad. Although they have a good reputation, they can't get enough profits and can't even maintain the company's normal operations."

"I have to say that both situations are very unfortunate."

"So, can you tell me how to balance sales and word of mouth?"

Pei Qiang sighed silently: "In fact, I have no interest in making money."

"I never considered how to balance word-of-mouth and profit, and every time I felt like losing money, but I don't know why, always somehow the word-of-mouth spreads and the sales skyrocketed."

"I feel that Tenda has made too much money so far, and I am suffocated."

"I also don't understand why players are charging me money while blowing my game, which makes me very troubled."

Xia Jiang nodded earnestly, and then continued to work hard.

"A designer who has departed from material enjoyment and has a high pursuit of spiritual realm."

"A soul with no amount of money can add a little burden to it."

"Material enjoyment can be satisfied with only a little bit; the spiritual pursuit is endless."

"I never worry that my goals are too high, but always reflect on myself."

"'Isn't my mind high enough?' He often asks himself this way."

After the quick recording was completed, Xia Jiang asked again.

"Mr. Pei, now that you have achieved such outstanding achievements, what is your next goal?"

Pei Qian cleared her voice solemnly: "My goal has never changed, I just want to make a money-losing game."

Xia Jiang froze, then nodded, and quickly recorded in the book.

"Is this the state of being alone?"

"Most designers' life-long pursuit is to make a successful game, but he is secretly looking forward to the care of failure."

"Perhaps, the boring victory has made him feel boring. Only one inadvertent defeat can make him feel a little challenging?"

"Through failure as a mirror, you can understand the gains and losses."

"Many people strive to succeed, but people who fail to succeed are rare."

"It's hard to imagine how stormy the sea has been before it can make such a strong mentality."

Xia Jiang felt that his writing was like a diarrhea, and the "rustle" of the tip of the pen across the paper was endless.

Pei Qian, who was sitting opposite her, began to fall into deep doubts about life.

Several questions in my head were tortured the soul one by one.

Why wasn't she surprised at all about my answer?

What exactly is she writing?

Why is she a totally "I understand" expression?

Pei Qian grew guilty the more she looked.

Wrong director, is there any problem with the script?

I have already ran the train with my mouth full. Why didn't the reporter in the opposite place ask a little question, but kept recording carefully, as if I said it particularly well?

Pei Qian wanted to take a peek at what Xia Jiang was writing in the book, but the typeface in the shorthand book was like a ghost drawing, and no word was recognized.

ask a question?

It seems that something is wrong.

How can someone do an interview for themselves and ask the reporter what they have memorized? Isn't this questioning their professionalism? It would be too impolite.

On the surface, Pei Qian was light and breezy, smiling, but she was totally confused.

Vaguely felt something was wrong.

Soon to the next question.

"So, let's talk back to your new work," Back to the Shore. "

"As we all know, every time you choose a different type of game, what kind of driving force is spurring you to constantly move to different fields?"

"Is it the courage to step out of the comfort zone, or is your instinct for continuous improvement, or a transcendent attitude in the game?"

Pei Qian was speechless.

More and more outrageous!

The question asked before is more objective, and this question has begun to be made clear?

Pei Qian shook his head and flatly denied: "Neither."

"I just want to try some unknown areas and increase the chance of failure."

This time Xia Jiang did not take shorthand any more, but smiled: "I understand."

Pei Qian: "???"

You know what you know!

I hate you for being so self-righteous!

Pei Qian is completely speechless. He is now 100% sure that the reporter must have misunderstood, and that he is very wrong.

Pei Qian was crazy, but at this time reason told him that he must calm down.

Regardless of the reporter's misunderstanding, Pei Qian cannot forget his original purpose.

Try to corrupt some passersby as much as possible! Recruiting players in the crowd, this can reduce some sales, and may even cause the next game to die!

Thinking of this, Pei Qian restored her indifferent expression and motioned to continue.

Xia Jiang continued to ask, "There are already a lot of professional evaluations of" Back to Shore "."

"Did you think these professional game reviewers would rate this game like this?"

Pei Qian shook his head sharply: "Nothing at all!"

Xia Jiang smiled: "So, did you originally think that the connotation of this game is very vague, and you are ready to be psychologically unintelligible?"

"Huh? No." Pei Qian shook his head. "I never expected them to read so much of this game."

"Excessive interpretation?" Xia Jiang picked up the pen again.

Pei Qian nodded: "Yes, it's completely over-interpreted."

"The highly acclaimed plot was not made by me. It was scribbled by some graduates I randomly found from the school."

"The difficulty of the game is not so high, it is not to increase the sense of substitution."

"I just want to make a game that is abusive to players. When I see players suffering, I will be very happy. It's totally my bad taste."

"do you understand me?"

Pei Qian spoke very seriously.

Xia Jiang also nodded very seriously: "I understand, I understand."

Pei Qian: "..."

Xia Jiang, holding a pen, wanted to take a short note, but felt it was not very accurate. He asked, "What's the matter of" Pudu "?"

Pei Qian answered truthfully: "It was a cheating weapon I left for myself, but I accidentally discovered it by players."

Xia Jiang nodded: "So you played this game yourself."

Pei Qian was silent.

How do you say this?

I didn't play?

It ’s such a simple question, do n’t you lie? Besides, no one will believe this statement.

Did i play?

It seems not very suitable. I just said that this game is purely for the purpose of abusing players. As a result, I also play it by myself. Is it understood that I am also a masochist?

Therefore, Pei Qian didn't know how to respond.

With an expression of "I understand very well", Xia Jiang was struggling with shorthand books.

"Mr. Pei's humor also impressed me very much."

"Maybe this kind of successful and powerful person has a natural sense of humor, which makes the original and plain interviews interesting."

"Mr. Pei admitted very simply that" Back to the Shore "is a game that is fun for players."

"But, not torture, torture yourself first. When many players suffer in the game, they will not think about the pain they have suffered, and the producers of this game have already felt the same."

"Pudu said for himself, why not for all beings?"

"Hell isn't empty, and you can't be sworn."

"If it wasn't for this kind of compassion for feeding tigers and cutting meat to feed eagles, how could you make a game like" Back to the Shore "?"

Pei Qian, who had spoken quite clearly, looked at Xia Jiang with a serious face and an insane pen, and felt a despair in his heart.

Useless, don't listen!

It ’s all about talking with the ducks, the thinking of the two is not on one channel at all!

Pei Qian has no idea how to answer the next question.

Xia Jiang has completed the record and is ready for the next question.

Pei Qian hurriedly raised his hand to stop: "Editor Xia."

"Um? President Pei, you said." Xia Jiang's face was sincere.

Pei Qian worked hard to consider the wording: "Do you think that you understand me a little ... deviation?"

Pei Qian thought he was already working hard to question the editor's professionalism, but Xia Jiangfei was not angry, but nodded with a smile.

"Mr. Pei, I understand."

"Your mind is too deep. I tried hard to guess, and I can only guess part of it."

"Like the splendid galaxy in the sky, no matter how far you look, you can only see those flashes of light. And those magnificence outside the field of vision can only be hidden in the darkness."

"Sorry President Pei, I have worked very hard."

Pei Qian: "?"

Am I talking to you about not talking hard?

You are really working very hard, you have been trying to misinterpret me!

Why can't I explain it?

No, this interview must not continue.

Go on like this, the ghost will know what the final manuscript will look like!

Pei Qian was thinking how to get out, and the cell phone rang.

It was an alarm clock that got up at 10 o'clock.

When the company is okay, Pei Qian sleeps until 10 o'clock. Today's interview is set at 9 o'clock in the morning, so Pei Qian set an extra alarm clock.

Exactly, the original alarm clock at 10 o'clock rang.

Pei Qian turned off the alarm clock, and took the phone to his ears in a pretending manner: "Oh, okay. Then wait a minute, I'll be there soon."

After putting away the mobile phone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Pei Qian apologized: "Editor Xia, it's really unfortunate, there is a bit of work."

"Otherwise, do you continue to interview my employees? I have to go first."

Editor Xia quickly nodded: "Ah, good President Pei. Today's interview has benefited me a lot, you are busy!"

Pei Qian turned silently away.

Forget it, can't afford to hide!

Continue to continue the interview, I am afraid that I will become a Buddha, and hurry up!

Looking at the back of President Pei's departure, the editor Xia silently wrote another sentence in the book.

"The scariest thing in the world is that genius works harder than ordinary people."

After writing, the editor-in-chief Xia motioned the cameramen to turn on the camera.

"Let me see, who should the first employee interview?"