Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

Xia Jiang quickly completed the record and asked: “President Pei, we all know that Tengda's game has so far completed a double harvest of sales and reputation, which is a very rare thing. ”

“Many game developers, mindful of profitability, have chosen the reputation of overdraft games, thus causing the death of some potentially divine works. ”

“There are also some game developers whose work is well known and who, despite their reputation, are unable to make enough profit or even maintain the company's normal operations. ”

“It must be said that both situations are very unfortunate. ”

“So can you say how well you balance volume with reputation? ”

Pei sighed silently: "Actually, I'm not interested in making any money. ”

“I've never considered how to balance reputation with profitability, and every time I feel like I'm losing money, I don't know why, I've always had an inexplicable reputation for boom and boom. ”

“I think Tenda has made too much money so far, which suffocates me. ”

“I also really don't understand why the players are blowing my game while stuffing me with money, which bothers me a lot. ”

Xia Jiang nodded earnestly, then continued to work hard on the book.

“A designer who separates himself from material enjoyment and has a very high aspiration to the spiritual world. ”

“A soul with no more money can add a little burden to it. ”

“Material enjoyment can be satisfied only with a little bit; spiritual pursuit is never-ending. ”

“Never worried that the goals you set are too high, but always reflect on yourself. ”

“‘Is my mind not tall enough?’ He often asks himself that. ”

After the quick recording, Xia Jiang asked again.

“General Pei, now that you have achieved such an outstanding achievement, what is your next goal? ”

Pei Qian cleared his voice with some seriousness: “My goals have never changed, I just want to play a game of loss of money. ”

Xia Jiang nodded and quickly recorded on the book.

“Is this the world of loneliness and defeat? ”

“Most designers spend their entire lives trying to make a successful game, while he secretly expects to fail. ”

“Perhaps boring victories have bored him and only an inadvertent failure can make him feel a little challenging? ”

“Failure can be seen as a mirror. ”

“There are many who succeed in their efforts, but those who fail in their efforts are like Cape Phoenix. ”

“It is hard to imagine what a wave of shock has been experienced to create such a powerful and unexpected state of mind. ”

Xia Jiang felt his mind collapse and his pen tip swept through the “sand” sound of the paper page.

Sitting across from her, Pei Qian began to fall into deep doubt about her life.

Several questions in my mind tortured my soul one after the other.

Why is she not surprised at all by her answer to me?

What the hell is she writing?

Why is she totally “I know”?

The more Pei Qian sees, the more he feels faint.

No, director. Is there a problem with the script?

I'm already running the train with my mouth full. Why is the reporter across the street not asking any questions? Instead, he keeps a serious record, as if I said something special?

Pei Qian really wanted to take a peek at what Xia Jiang wrote on the book, but the font on the shorthand book was like a ghost painting, I couldn't recognize a single word.

Ask?

As if there was something wrong with it.

Where people interview themselves and ask reporters what they are doing? Isn't that questioning their professional qualifications? It's impolite.

Pei Qian had a light cloud on his face and a smile on his face. In fact, his heart was completely lost.

It just seemed a little bad to me.

We will move on to the next question soon.

“So let's go back to your new book, Turning Back to Shore. ”

“It is well known that each time you choose a different game type, what kind of internal driving force is whipping you toward a different field? ”

“Is it the spirit of walking out of the comfort zone, your constant instincts, or a transcendental attitude among gamers? ”

Pei Qian temporarily plugged.

It's getting ridiculous!

The question I asked before was more objective. Is it all made clear?

Pei Qian shook his head and categorically denied: “None. ”

“I simply hope to try some unknown areas that will increase the chance of a bit of failure. ”

This time Xia Jiang did not shorthand, but smiled: “I understand. ”

Pei Qian: “???? ”

What do you know? You know!

I hate self-righteous people like you the most!

Pei Qian was completely speechless, and he was now 100% certain that the journalist must have misunderstood and was very, very wrong.

Pei Qian was freaked out, but at this point, reason told him to calm down.

Whether or not the journalist understood wrong, Pei Jian could not forget his original purpose.

Try to corrupt as many people as you can! Blackout in the player community, which reduces some sales and may even kill the next game!

With this in mind, Pei Huan regained his pale expression and continued.

Xia Jiang went on to ask: "There is already a lot of professional evaluation about" Back to shore ". ”

“Did you expect these professional game reviewers to rate this game this way? ”

Bae Qian shook his head violently: "Absolutely not! ”

Xia Jiang smiled: “So, did you originally think that the content of the game was very obscure and that you were ready for something that was not understood? ”

“Hmm? No.” Pei Qian shook his head, "I had no idea they'd interpreted the game so much. ”

“Excessive interpretation?” Xia Jiang picked up the pen again.

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

“I didn't do the acclaimed plot, I just picked up some literary graduates from the school to write about it. ”

“The difficulty of the game is not so much to increase the sense of substitution. ”

“I just want to play a game of abuse of the players, and I'm so glad to see the players suffer, which is totally disgusting to me. ”

“You know what I mean? ”

Pei Qian said it very seriously.

Xia Jiang also nodded very seriously: "Understood, understood. ”

Pei Qian: “…"

Xia Jiang took the pen and wanted to shorthand some content, but felt it was inaccurate. He asked: “What about ‘Purdue’? ”

Pei Qian answered honestly: "I left a cheating weapon for myself, but the players accidentally discovered it. ”

Xia Jiang nodded: “So you played this game yourself. ”

Pei Huan was silent.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm not playing?

Just one simple question, isn't it a lie? Besides, no one will believe you if you say that.

Did I play?

Doesn't seem appropriate, I just said that the game is purely for abusive players, and I play it myself. Is that going to be understood as being a sadist too?

So Pei Qian didn't know how to respond for a while.

Xia Jiang had a “I know very well” look, and he was also excited about his shorthand.

“I was also very impressed by President Pei's funny humor. ”

“Perhaps these successful and powerful people all have a natural sense of humor that makes the original plain interview interesting. ”

“Bae admitted very simply that" Turning Back to Shore "is a game of fun for abusive players. ”

“But the unharmed first abused themselves. When many players suffer in the game, they don't think that they suffer, and the creators of this game have long felt the same way. ”

“‘Purdue’ said it was for himself, why not for the sake of all? ”

“Hell is not empty, it is not a Buddha. ”

“How can a game like" Turn Back to Shore "be made if there is no such great mercy as hunting a tiger and cutting meat to feed an eagle? ”

It was quite obvious that Pei Qian looked at Xia Jiang, who was serious and worked hard, and felt a sense of despair in his heart.

It's useless. Say no!

Totally chicken and duck, they're not even on the same channel!

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

Xia Jiang has completed the record and is ready to proceed with the next question.

Pei Qian hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Editor Xia. ”

“Hmm?” Xia Jiang's face is sincere.

Pei Qian tried to be discreet: “Do you feel that there is a slight... deviation in your understanding of what you said to me? ”

Pei Huan thought he was already trying to question the professional qualifications of Xia's editor-in-chief, but Xia Jiang nodded instead of being angry.

“President Pei, I understand. ”

“Your thoughts are too deep, and I'm trying to guess, and I can only guess some of them. ”

“It's like a brilliant galaxy in the sky, and no matter how far you look, you can only see the brightest glitters. And those magnificent beyond sight can only hide in the darkness. ”

“I'm sorry, President Pei, I've been working very hard. ”

Pei Qian: "? ”

Am I talking to you about trying not to try?

You've been trying so hard to misinterpret me!

Why can't you explain it?

No, this interview can't go on.

If we keep doing this, the ghost will know what the final draft will look like!

Pei Qian was thinking about how to get away. The phone just rang.

Pull it out, it's the alarm clock at 10 o'clock.

When the general company is fine, Pei Qian sleeps until 10 o'clock. Today's interview is scheduled for 9 o'clock in the morning, so Pei Qian has set an extra wake-up alarm clock.

Exactly. The 10: 00 alarm clock was ringing.

Pei Qian switched off the alarm clock and took the phone to his ear as if: "Oh, okay. Then wait a minute, I'll be right there. ”

After putting the phone away, Pei Huan apologized: “Editor-in-chief Xia, unfortunately, had a little work to do. ”

“Why don't you continue interviewing my staff? I have to go. ”

Editor-in-chief Xia nodded quickly: "Ah, yes, Mr. Bai. Today's interview has greatly benefited me, you go ahead! ”

Pei Jinmei turned around and left.

Never mind, I can't afford to hide!

Keep interviewing, I'm afraid you're going to become a Buddha. Let's go!

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

“The scariest thing in the world is that geniuses work harder than ordinary people. ”

After writing, editor-in-chief Xia suggested that the cameras could turn on the camera.

“Let me see, who should the first employee interview? ”