ROSGT Chapter 73 It's Clearly Him Slapping His Own Face
Volume 1
Chapter 73 It's Clearly Him Slapping His Own Face
"Is the 'sb' in your company's name really an abbreviation for 'idiot'?" The journalist asked Wang Zhaoming with a serious expression.
He asked this question sincerely because the behavior of Wang Zhaoming and Jian Fan just now really made him unable to help but associate them with idiots.
Upon hearing the journalist's question, Wang Zhaoming and Jian Fan were both stunned, not understanding why the journalist suddenly started making personal attacks.
It was only at this moment that both of them finally realized something was wrong. The expressions on the faces of the others around them seemed... somewhat strange.
Jian Fan looked at Ye Chui, who smiled at him and then pointed to the portable light brain on his wrist, indicating him to check the current status of the game store again.
So Jian Fan quickly opened his own portable light brain to log into the game store. His face then showed an expression of incredible shock as he exclaimed, "63,432!"
"Oh, the download count has increased by ten thousand again," Ye Chui said calmly, "not bad."
Wang Zhaoming leaned over to look at Jian Fan's wrist, his eyes filled with disbelief. It was clearly zero just a moment ago, so how could it suddenly increase by so much?
Subconsciously, he opened his own light brain again and logged into the sb software store to check the download count of 'Kung Fu Kid'—3,157...
It was a full twenty times less than 'Street Fighter'?
And this gap was still widening continuously.
Wang Zhaoming thought of what he had just said, finally understanding why the journalist would ask him that. In an instant, his face turned pale.
"Is there anything else you would like to say?" the journalist continued to press Wang Zhaoming.
As a journalist, one should be good at digging up news. Wang Zhaoming, as the manager of the game development department, had just made a statement that was definitely a huge revelation!
At this moment, Wang Zhaoming wished he could just find a hole to hide in.
When the journalist wanted to interview Professor Cha, he had said that the journalist was trying to discredit Ye Chui. Now it seemed that he was the one discrediting himself.
Wang Zhaoming's face turned red with embarrassment. He hurriedly explained, "I... what I said just now was nonsense. It doesn't count. It would be best if you didn't broadcast those words..."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, you invited us here and we have the right to broadcast anything we've interviewed today," the journalist said.
"No!" Wang Zhaoming shouted, "You can't broadcast those things just now. Otherwise, it will be like opposing us sb..."
With that, Wang Zhaoming rushed over to try and snatch the camera from the cameraman.
This was an impulse in his anxiety. If those things were broadcasted, sb's reputation would be seriously damaged, and most importantly... he probably wouldn't be able to stay here anymore.
But the journalist considered what Wang Zhaoming had just said as an exclusive scoop. How could he let him snatch it away like that? The journalist quickly moved to pull Wang Zhaoming back, and in the process, Wang Zhaoming accidentally pushed the journalist.
"Ouch!" The journalist sat down on the ground.
Anger was already evident on his face. "How dare you hit a journalist! Wait for my exclusive news in tonight's news!"
Now it was worse. Besides the employee's words being as idiotic as the actual idiots, tonight's news would also have an extra headline: sb employee's temper tantrum injures journalist!
No matter where or when, journalists were always the last people you wanted to provoke...
Wang Zhaoming completely lost his composure and hurriedly pulled the journalist, "I... I didn't mean to!"
"Whether you meant it or not, everyone saw it," the journalist said angrily. "Mr. Wang, I'm going to interview Professor Cha now. Please stay away."
"No..." When it came to interviewing Ye Chui, Wang Zhaoming shouted again, "You were invited by our company. How can you interview someone else? You can't do this!"
Wang Zhaoming was now completely at a loss. The journalists were invited with money, but the response at the press conference just now was very cold. Instead, mentioning Ye Chui had ignited great enthusiasm. If this journalist were to interview Ye Chui...
Wouldn't it mean that their sb spent money to promote Professor Cha?
Wouldn't they really become sb?
Wang Zhaoming's refusal was reasonable, so Ye Chui smiled and said, "Mr. Journalist, since we can't interview here, why don't we sit down and talk in the café downstairs?"
If they couldn't interview here, they could go somewhere else.
The journalist also brightened up and saw that Ye Chui was also interested in taking over the interview. He quickly agreed, "Okay, that's great!"
After saying that, the journalist glanced at Wang Zhaoming with a hint of a sneer.
That smile made Wang Zhaoming feel a chill in his heart...
...
"Professor Cha, you have established a software store. As far as I know, it's very difficult for ordinary studios to operate a software store. I wonder what plans Professor Cha has for the future of the software store?"
In the café, the journalist asked with a smile.
Upon hearing this question, Ye Chui's spirit lifted. In fact, he wanted to accept the journalist's interview to reveal something, and now was the chance.
Ye Chui smiled, "Operating a software store, besides the high service and maintenance fees, the most important thing is the ranking in the store. With more downloads, the store will be more easily discovered. If the download volume is low, it will rank poorly, and even with more advertising, it will be of no use to a small studio or company."
The journalist was also clever and understood what Ye Chui wanted to say. He asked, "Professor Cha, it seems like your Golden Wolf Studio is quite reliable in terms of game development speed?"
"Exactly." Ye Chui smiled. This was what he had been waiting for. "I can assure you that from now on, a new game will be released in the game store every week, and the playability will definitely not be inferior to Street Fighter!"
The reason Street Fighter 1 is a classic is because it introduced the concept of special moves, but there are countless games of the same type, and each one is not inferior to Street Fighter in terms of playability.
Now, Ye Chui has developed the game engine Arcade 2.0 to develop Street Fighter 1. With this engine, making a game for Ye Chui is easy; all that's needed is the game's concept and creativity.
And these things are nothing for Ye Chui.
A game every week is no problem at all, and Ye Chui can even upgrade the engine system each time. For example, for the second Street Fighter game he is about to develop, he plans to add horizontal scrolling to the game engine.
"Are you really sure you can guarantee a game every week?" The journalist was already stunned. "Professor Cha, I'm your fan, so I advise you that it's best not to say such big words. Otherwise, after the news is broadcast, it may have the opposite effect."
"Thank you for your concern." Ye Chui smiled. Seeing the journalist's concern, he could tell it was genuine. "I'm not lying. In fact, I want you to help me publicize my words. From now on, a new game will be released in the game store every week. I guarantee it will not be less playable than Street Fighter!"
The journalist felt that what Ye Chui said might be true, so he hurriedly asked, "Professor Cha, can you tell us what game you are going to release next week?"
"Of course." Ye Chui nodded with a smile. "It's a game called Double Dragon."
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Inside the Golden Sun Entertainment City, fifteen arcade machines were surrounded by layers of people.
Fang Xi had already cleared the stage with Long Tun once, and now he was controlling another character, Ken, to clear the stage again.
But at this moment, someone walked up behind Fang Xi and gently tapped his shoulder.
"Don't disturb me. I'm about to clear this," Fat Fang Xi said, twisting his obese body.
But the person tapped Fang Xi's shoulder again.
Fang Xi was not happy and turned his head, "What's the matter?"
"Hello." The person who tapped Fang Xi's shoulder was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, slightly overweight. He was holding a business card and handed it to Fang Xi, "I am Zhang Hang, the owner of Golden Sun Entertainment City."
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