Top game producer

"Turn left, go straight, turn right."

Wang Jian turned off the navigation app on his phone and looked up.

This is a high-tech park with many internet companies, with towering buildings and office buildings standing in prosperity, extremely impressive.

The building in front of Wang Jian stood like a giant, with a blue glass exterior that looked modern and technological.

In the square in front of the building, there was a large amethyst sculpture that refracted a charming purple glow under the sunlight.

This is naturally artificial crystal, but it is still very beautiful.

"Amethyst Building, huh? This should be the place."

Looking at the building, the monthly rent is probably not cheap.

"Prosperity Game Studio," this game studio, which now belongs to Wang Jian, is located on the eleventh floor.

While waiting for the elevator, Wang Jian thought to himself, "This name is too tacky. I must change it when I take over."

After exiting the elevator, following the arrow on the wall opposite the elevator door, passing "Tianyu Electronic Entertainment Co., Ltd." and "Shunze City Flying Bird Culture Media Co., Ltd.", turning a corner, he finally saw the sign for "Prosperity Game Studio".

Wang Jian pushed open the frosted glass door and was immediately slightly stunned.

The interior of the studio was about 100 square meters, but it was extremely empty at this time, with only a few cheap desks and chairs, not even a computer, let alone a smart host. It didn't look like a game studio at all.

A chubby programmer-looking young man was sitting in a chair, looking depressed while swiping his phone, as if waiting for someone.

Wang Jian immediately thought of his newly acquired task.

[Requirement: Retain the last employee]

Is this the last employee of the studio?

The chubby young man noticed someone coming in and was immediately delighted, thinking that the person he was waiting for had arrived.

But after seeing Wang Jian clearly, he realized that it was not the person he was expecting and asked with some confusion, "Who are you?"

"The new boss of the studio, Wang Jian."

The chubby young man's expression froze, and he angrily clenched his chubby fist, huffing, "Damn it, that bastard!"

Wang Jian moved a chair and sat next to him, asking in a relaxed tone, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Uh, I'm not talking about you," the chubby young man realized that he seemed to be a bit rude, scratching his head. "My name is Luo Shuai, and I'm a programmer at Prosperity Games."

In Luo Shuai's narration, Wang Jian roughly understood the previous situation of this studio.

Prosperity Games was a game studio established a year ago.

The original boss of the studio, the middle-aged man with a stubble who transferred the studio to Wang Jian, was originally an ordinary office worker, and his work had nothing to do with games.

Just such an ordinary person, miraculously won 5 million in the lottery.

Overnight, he became rich and prepared to do some business investment. Hearing people say that the game industry was the most profitable, he spent money to set up a studio.

What kind of game can an amateur make?

First, he hired people. Since he didn't understand anything, he hired people based on his feelings.

This one brags a lot and looks a bit skilled, um, good!

This one looks honest and loyal, um, good!

Among the employees he hired, many were not skilled in technology but were good at flattering and bootlicking. They praised him every day, making the stubble man very happy.

The game's design ideas were also decided during meetings, listening to those flatterers fooling around.

What "exquisite graphics, smooth combat, epic narrative..."

They simply blew it into a rare masterpiece in the world. Anyway, as long as it was completed, it would definitely bring in tens of millions or hundreds of millions of yuan in revenue, and he could just lie down and count the money.

Some employees did subtly point out the problems, but instead, they made the stubble man unhappy and scolded them.

In the end, the only ones who stayed were basically flatterers and programmers like Luo Shuai who worked silently.

5 million was used to buy equipment, rent venues, pay wages, plus some miscellaneous items.

Taking advantage of the boss's ignorance, the flatterers also openly engaged in many fancy projects, harming the public and benefiting themselves, living a very comfortable life.

Almost a year has passed, and the windfall is almost used up, but the game has only made a half-finished product that is neither fish nor fowl, and it can't be sold at all.

Seeing that the funds were running out and the game was far from being completed, the stubble man began to panic. He sold the smart host and struggled for another two months.

In the end, he could only declare the development a failure, and a trash game died in the womb.

There was not even enough money to pay the employees' last month's salary, so the scene on the square appeared. He transferred this mess to Wang Jian.

The flatterers had sucked a lot of blood in the game production. Hearing that the bastard boss had run away, they didn't care about the owed wages. They readily disposed of the remaining equipment at a low price and packed up and left.

So when Wang Jian came, there were only a few cheap desks and chairs left.

And Luo Shuai, the unlucky child, was still looking forward to the boss coming back to settle his salary.

Wang Jian finished sorting out the situation and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

It turned out that it was just unpaid wages, which was better than he had imagined.

However, he then learned an important piece of information, that the lease of the studio was about to expire in half a month.

Within half a month, he had to earn enough money to pay the rent.

Wang Jian checked and found that the rent for the Amethyst Building was 150 per square meter per month, and his studio was 120 square meters. He had to pay at least three months' rent at a time, which was about 55,000.

Wang Jian had only saved 20,000 in the past year, excluding rent and daily expenses.

He couldn't help but feel scared.

Even though 'Demon King' has a unique idea and is a new type that everyone has never seen before, it is still a bit difficult to earn 35,000 in half a month, right?

What's more, he had to set aside time for game production.

10 days, 35,000, emmmm...

However, completing the task of retaining the employee would also give him a chance to draw a lottery, which might increase his chances of winning.

Just as Wang Jian was thinking about how to persuade him to stay, Luo Shuai seemed to suddenly remember something, constantly looking at Wang Jian, hesitant to speak.

"By the way, you said you are the new boss, right?"

Wang Jian vaguely guessed what he was going to say: "That's right."

"Then, that..." Luo Shuai twisted his chubby palms awkwardly, "Can you..."

Seeing that he was embarrassed to speak, he knew that he was going to mention the salary.

Wang Jian asked straightforwardly: "No problem, how much did the previous boss owe you?"

Luo Shuai looked expectant and spread out his chubby five fingers: "5000."

Okay, he had underestimated this just now.

"I'll transfer it to you now, should I scan you?"

Luo Shuai was overjoyed when he heard this: "Okay."

The two quickly completed the transfer.

After paying the salary owed by the previous boss, the atmosphere between the two became much more harmonious. Wang Jian took the opportunity to chat with Luo Shuai about games.

Luo Shuai was also a fanatical game lover. When he talked about classic games, his eyes lit up, and he was familiar with all kinds of game trivia, talking endlessly. When he mentioned the trash game that died in the womb of the studio, he looked depressed and helpless, shaking his head and sighing.

Wang Jian's enthusiasm and understanding of games also won his approval.

"I hope you can stay and develop games with me."

Seeing that Luo Shuai was still a little hesitant, Wang Jian revealed slightly: "I am preparing to develop a text game with innovative ideas. Unlike other text games, this game is based on brain holes as a selling point..."

Sincerely looking into Luo Shuai's eyes: "How about it, do you want to come and develop it with me?"