Chapter 49 Our friendship is priceless, but my bank card has
Took the high-speed train back to Binjiang!
Shen Miaomiao is in a good mood!
That’s great!
The game didn’t even have a shape, and the investment of 150,000 yuan was given away!
In fact, she originally wanted to raise the price a little higher, such as giving away one million yuan.
But as soon as the idea came up, he was warned by the system.
The reason is that the landing fee of one million has far exceeded the market price, and it is suspected of deliberately losing money.
As a result, she could only settle for the next best thing and pay the highest price in the market for Yiyou.
But this is already very good!
Walking on the way back to the company, Shen Miaomiao was as proud as a general coming in triumph!
Waving to Chu Qingzhou, who was drooping next to him!
“Sister Chu Chu! Do you want a drink? I’ll treat you!”
At this moment, Chu Qingzhou wanted to die.
One hundred and fifty thousand!
Obviously 700,000 yuan can be completely done, it is just this aunt and grandma doubled!
She really couldn’t figure out why!
Sighing slightly, Chu Qingzhou nodded, looking a little listless: "Okay, I just want a cup of snow mango."
As he spoke, Chu Qingzhou was about to walk towards the "Tea Music Special" on the left side of the office building door.
This is an internet celebrity drink shop that recently opened downstairs of their company.
Although the overall price is on the expensive side, the taste is also top-notch. Chu Qingzhou often drinks from this restaurant.
She is in desperate need of a glass of iced drink to calm down her anger.
However!
Before she turns the corner!
They saw Shen Miaomiao walking straight towards Snow King on the right side of the company gate with her head held high!
It won’t take a moment!
Shen Miaomiao walked out with two glasses of lemonade and handed one of them to Chu Qingzhou: "Here! Lemonade! It's delicious!"
Chu Qingzhou:? ? ?
You...are willing to spend an extra 80,000 yuan to be wronged...just buy me lemonade?
“Miaomiao, is the friendship between us...just worth four dollars?”
As he spoke, Chu Qingzhou specifically raised the cup and shook it:
“You’re not even willing to give me some coconut?”
Chu Qingzhou looked at Shen Miaomiao with sad eyes.
Shen Miaomiao was very embarrassed and took out her mobile phone and showed her bank card balance to Chu Qingzhou.
There are five hundred and two yuan left.
“Our friendship is priceless, but my bank card is,”
Shen Miaomiao stuck out her tongue:
“I only have five hundred yuan left this month.”
Yes.
Since Shen Miaomiao established her own business, Comrade Shen has 'severed ties' with her.
Not only in terms of the company, except for the start-up capital of 500,000 yuan, no one penny will be invested in Golden Wind.
Even the life of having no worries about food and clothing has come to an abrupt end, and I can only live on my salary every month.
“Then you can’t spend it so neatly!”
Chu Qingzhou saw Shen Miaomiao's pitiful words and ruthlessly pointed out:
“Your annual salary is 500,000 yuan! Your monthly salary is 40,000 yuan!”
“It cost me six thousand to invite you out to a celebration banquet before,”
Shen Miaomiao flattened her mouth and said:
“I also rented a house by myself, which costs 6,500 a month, with a deposit of 1 and 3, plus food, drink, skin care mask, water, electricity, gas, and a car...”
Chu Qingzhou was speechless and choked.
Binjiang is close to the provincial capital and the capital, and the consumption level is indeed not low.
Coupled with Miss Shen Miaomiao's background, she has no concept of spending money since she was a child.
When I became an adult, I had my own bank card, and even more money was lost. There were six figures on the card for a long time, plus a limit of 500,000.
Shen Miaomiao grew up in such an environment, even if she was a so-called salted fish with few needs, she would not know how to save like ordinary people.
Since then, an embarrassing situation has arisen - she has become a poor woman with a lot of money.
Looking at the pitiful Shen Miaomiao, Chu Qingzhou couldn't help laughing and chuckled:
However, Shen Miaomiao pulled Chu Qingzhou and raised the lemonade in her hand: "Drink this first today, otherwise it will be wasted."
Hearing this, Chu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows in surprise, then nodded:
“Old Mr. Shen’s education method is very effective...”
…
In the company, Gu Sheng and others had just had lunch and were smoking.
As the saying goes, a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god. As smoke curled up, Lu Bian asked casually: "By the way, Lao Gu, what did little Nezha call you for this morning?"
“Somatosensory cabin,”
Gu Sheng picked up the tea and took a sip:
“I told her about the idea of the somatosensory cabin, and she seemed very interested. She took Chu Da Mi Feng Feng Huohuo and went to Zhongjing, probably to negotiate with Yiyou.”
"ah?"
Hearing what Gu Sheng said, Dajiang was surprised:
“But Brother Sheng, didn’t you say before that our company’s current financial resources cannot afford the research and development of the somatosensory cabin?”
"yes,"
Gu Sheng shrugged, looking a little helpless:
“But little Nezha didn’t give me a chance to say more. After hearing the plan for the somatosensory cabin, he made the decision on the spot.”
Actually, Gu Sheng had a bit of a headache.
As Ojiang said.
He does have the idea of entering the somatosensory cabin market, but not now.
The company's financial conditions do not allow only one aspect.
The bigger problem facing him now is that the current emotional value in his system does not support him in making a high-quality horror game.
According to Fu Sheng’s thinking, if they want to gain a foothold in the somatosensory cabin market.
The first work launched must be a big hit.
Escape, Resident Evil, Possession, Dead Space…
These are his pre-selected projects.
High quality, large scale, strong impact, rich plot, and full of excitement.
But the problem is that he only has more than 40,000 emotion points now.
In the system, even a slightly smaller escape in these games requires an emotional value of more than six figures.
This is a very huge number for Gu Sheng.
With the three games he currently has in his hands, it is difficult to earn money in ten days and a half.
After all, as time goes by, players’ emotions will gradually stabilize.
Although currently, those three games are still providing him with emotional value, the growth rate is definitely not as good as before.
So, according to the original plan, Gu Sheng wanted to launch another small game with high quality and low price, such as "Dig to Survive" and "Iwanna".
This kind of thing is the best way to earn emotional value.
Especially for "Dig to Survive", there are countless anchors who want to break the defense back then, and the program's effect is explosive.
Make a serious fortune, then enter the somatosensory cabin track, and use "Escape" to fight your way out.
Perfect.
Unexpectedly.
Plans cannot keep up with changes.
As soon as he opened his mouth and said that he intended to move closer to the somatosensory cabin market, Xiao Nezha was like a chicken-blooded person and made the decision on the spot.
This also forced him to urgently screen the horror games in the system within a limit of 50,000 emotional points.
What to do?
Gu Sheng leaned back on the boss's chair, seemingly closing his eyes and concentrating, but in fact he was selecting games in the system.
A scary version of Teletubbies?
No, there are too many jumpscare elements, and players will be bored with it long ago.
Poppy’s play time?
It doesn’t work either. The gameplay is too monotonous and players can easily get tired.
Five Nights at Freddy's?
No, the size is too small and the replayability is low.
Gu Sheng was in a bit of trouble.
It is novel and interesting, and it must have a certain degree of replayability.
Difficult...
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a knock on the office door.
ˆTuk tuk tuk—
It is Chu Qingzhou.
(End of this chapter)