Ten Years Against the Current of Rebirth

"Fuck!"

"Holy shit, shit, shit!"

After Pei Qinglan left, Xu Xing closed the door of the private room and heard Li Zhibin yelling and howling behind him.

"What are you doing?" Xu Xing turned around and looked at Li Zhibin, who was both excited and heartbroken, with a speechless face, "Can you calm down a little?"

"How can you keep me calm?" Li Zhibin was even more uncomfortable than Xu Xing, the client. He rushed to Xu Xing and grabbed his clothes a little excitedly, and reminded loudly, "One hundred thousand yuan! One hundred thousand yuan! !How long will it take for our game to make so much money after it is launched?"

Seeing his fierce reaction, Xu Xing was dumbfounded. He swatted his hand away to calm him down: "If you think about it carefully, you will realize that there is no need to accept this investment."

As he said that, Xu Xing looked at Li Zhibin, who was in a state of excitement, as if he had lost a hundred thousand yuan, and then looked at Yan Chiju, who was hesitant at the side.

Although he didn't say it out loud like Li Zhibin, Yan Chijuan obviously felt that Xu Xing's refusal to invest just now was a bit too hasty.

One hundred thousand yuan...

If we have this money, we can hire a few more powerful programmers and artists. We can even hire someone who is responsible for music background and special effects, and another who is good at game marketing. Wouldn't this be perfect?

If Li Zhibin didn't think much about what he could use the money for, and simply thought it was a pity to give up like this, then Yan Chijuan did think about the problem from the perspective of the development of the studio.

But Xu Xing actually knew very well that the game Fruit Assassin itself was not very technically difficult. The creative team that produced the game initially only had five or six members.

Therefore, even if it accepts an investment of 100,000 yuan, fully equips the studio, and equips it with a more luxurious staff lineup, it will not make Fruit Assassin achieve a particularly substantial improvement.

At most, the graphics are more refined and the soundtrack is more pleasant to the ears, but essentially the core attraction of Fruit Assassin is not these, but the interactivity and fun of cutting fruits by sliding the screen.

Therefore, there is absolutely no need for Xu Xing to share future profits with others just for the investment of 100,000 yuan.

This has nothing to do with whether Pei Qinglan has good intentions or whether the 100,000 yuan was picked up for nothing.

Seeing that Li Zhibin still looked very regretful and heartbroken, Xu Xing smiled helplessly: "Besides, even if I get 100,000 yuan, I won't pay you a salary. Why are you so excited?"

"Damn!" Li Zhibin lost his enthusiasm in an instant after what he said, and couldn't help but mutter, "Who cares about your salary? I'm thinking about you, okay?"

"Then do you think our game can make money?" Xu Xing asked him to calm down and began to follow the instructions.

"Maybe..." Li Zhibin bared his teeth, a little embarrassed to hit his brother at this stage. He had just glanced at this fruit-cutting game and it seemed a little interesting, but he still added, "But we can't be too optimistic. It would be great if we can recover the cost."

"Well, if we include an investment of 100,000 yuan, how long do you think it will take to recover the cost?" Xu Xing asked again.

When asked this question, Li Zhibin choked up immediately.

After all, in his opinion, although Xu Xing and Yan Chijuan can code, and even hired Xu Niannian to be an artist, it is still unrealistic to make a profitable game.

If you include the principal of 100,000 yuan, the pressure to make money will be even greater.

Li Zhibin is not Xu Xing, and he does not have the advantage of foresight. If the burden of 100,000 yuan were suddenly placed on him, he would probably toss and turn every night, unable to sleep, and eventually become bald.

Seeing that he couldn't answer, Xu Xing asked again: "Think about it again, our studio has no shortage of money to complete this game, so why do we accept investment from others for no reason?"

"You have to do as much as you take."

"Since the studio's goals can be achieved by oneself, why should we cause trouble for ourselves? Unless others give away the 100,000 yuan without any expectation of anything in return."

"How is that possible..." Li Zhibin couldn't help but whispered after hearing the last part. He was basically convinced by Xu Xing.

All right.

Thinking about it this way, he was indeed too excited.

After all, any high school student who is not a second-generation rich man will probably have a passionate reaction like Li Zhibin's when he hears that someone wants to invest 100,000 yuan.

But Xu Xing knew his goal very well, and he had just received a full 50,000 yuan top-up from Sun Wanhui, so he was no longer short of money in a short period of time.

If he could get the 100,000 yuan investment promised by Pei Qinglan when he was just reborn, Xu Xing might give it some consideration.

But at this point, it is no longer necessary.

"Don't worry." Xu Xing smiled jealously at Yan Chi who looked a little concerned about the money, and comforted him, "When the game makes money in the future, one hundred thousand yuan may be just a bonus for you."

Yan Chijiu was amused by his words and smiled lightly.

Li Zhibin next to him curled his lips: "Anyway, even if there is a bonus of 100,000 yuan, it won't be my turn, right?"

"I don't think it's worth 100,000 yuan." Xu Xing patted Li Zhibin on the shoulder, "But a consolation bonus of several thousand yuan can still be considered."

In fact, Li Zhibin knew very well that he really did not help in making the game. Even if Xu Xing really offered him a bonus of 100,000 yuan in the future, he probably would not accept it.

But the bonuses were just a joke now, and he never thought he would actually get them.

As far as he knew, Xu Xing's investment cost this month would be seven to eight thousand.

Assuming that the production can be completed within two months, when the game is released, it is impossible not to do any promotion. You have to spend some money to find a way to promote it.

This costs at least tens of thousands of yuan, and there is no cap.

There is a saying that Li Zhibin thinks that if Xu Xing can make back the cost, he will be quite powerful, not to mention that if he really makes a profit, even if it is only a few hundred or thousands of dollars, it will be something awesome that can be boasted for a while.

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Let's not talk about bonuses and so on. It shouldn't be a big problem to let Xu Xing give everyone a good meal.

But if the game fails, Li Zhibin has to find a way to comfort his brother, so as not to destroy this guy's confidence.

"Hey Hey!"

Just as they finished chatting, Yao Yuanyuan had already sent Pei Qinglan away and rushed up from downstairs. She shouted to Xu Xing with great interest: "Let's go! Let's help you register the company!"

"Come on, come on." Xu Xing picked his ears and looked at Yan Chi Jue. Yan Chi Jue nodded obediently, saying that he would work hard.

Then Xu Xing hooked his arm, put his arm around Li Zhibin's shoulders and walked out: "Come, let's go together."

"Ah?" Li Zhibin was confused, "Why do you want me to follow you when you register a company?"

"I'll help you gain some knowledge and gain some experience."

"What experience should I accumulate? I don't want to open a company." Li Zhibin muttered, but he was still forced to go by Xu Xing, so out of curiosity about registering a company, Li Zhibin followed these two people.

I was forced to rush to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau on a hot day.

Yan Chijuan, on the other hand, sat back at her work station in a happy mood. Even if Xu Xing was not here to accompany her for the time being, she still felt very happy.

Because the small sachet was hanging on the mobile phone that Xu Xing showed just now.