I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!
Chapter 115 - 63: Make a Big Move!_1

Chapter 115: Chapter 63: Make a Big Move!_1

"Dad, no. Mr. Lu... This is what happened."

A week later, Yu Xiao specifically flew to the city where Netcom Headquarters were located and started his lament, tearfully denouncing the top player for inflicting a devastating blow to the ecological chain of their B Factory.

He might not have exaggerated the story, but it certainly added fuel to the fire.

After pouring out his grievances, he had thought he could at least arouse some sympathy from Lu Long, the general manager of operations.

But Lu Long, seemingly gentlemanly behind his gold-rimmed glasses, had been looking at a thick psychological novel, "Influence," the whole time, never even bothering to lift his head.

It was as if the chirping before him was just a sparrow outside the window, which would disappear if he ignored it for a moment.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?" Yu Xiao called out several times more.

Only then did Lu Long slightly frown, closed the book, put it aside, crossed his legs, and took a sip from the teacup on the desk.

"You said he destroyed the ecological chain of the gaming industry."

"So tell me, what are the sales figures for the first place on the B-tier racetrack?"

"Uh..." Yu Xiao paused, then responded, "Around two million or so, I guess."

"And in previous years?"

"It seems it was also about two million on the first day’s revenue."

"For the SSS-tier racetrack, what was the revenue for, say, the 25th to 30th places in previous years?"

"Forty to fifty million?" Yu Xiao started to falter as he spoke.

It seemed like, well...

He appeared to have disrupted the gaming market.

But everyone continued to make games, and to sell as much as they were meant to, without suffering any catastrophic impact because of the top player.

Was it that he had overdramatized the situation, viewing Mr. Ke as the sole arch-rival of his Jinhai and thus caused such panic?

And in reality, was he not that frightening?

"A company whose official website doesn’t even have 200,000 followers," Lu Long put down his teacup, picked up "Influence" again, and before opening it, pushed his glasses up his nose and said in a mild manner: "Is it that you’re taking them too seriously, or you’re taking yourself too seriously?"

Upon hearing these words, Yu Xiao instantly shrank back in fright.

Mr. Lu looked amiable and spoke calmly.

But his words were laced with a deadly threat!

Thinking about it, it was because he had bothered Mr. Lu with such a trivial issue, even foolishly hoping Netcom Operations Headquarters would take action, that must have seriously annoyed him...

Time to make a quick exit!

"Mr. Lu’s lesson is well taken, I’ll go back and reflect on it right away! I won’t disturb you from reading anymore!"

Having said that, Yu Xiao quickly left, even carefully closing the door behind Lu Long as he departed.

Lu Long’s sharp gaze softened as he shook his head helplessly, turning his attention back to his book.

The top player?

A rising dark horse?

The gaming industry on Blue Star had been robustly developing for nearly 30 years.

In that time, how many so-called dark horses had there been?

Those who in their first company launch managed to sell hundreds of millions in revenue, Lu Long had seen it before as well.

But in the end?

Those destined to fall did fall, and those who were unknown remained unknown.

In this era.

Trying to carve out a path in an already settled gaming industry wasn’t easy.

Just having game quality wasn’t enough.

Without a strong support network, if we say you can’t rise, then you won’t rise.

You either submit and become a subsidiary of ours.

Or you just wait to die on the spot.

Let’s not talk about the ban from the entire live streaming platform!

However, for the time being.

Considering the scale of the top player, it wasn’t enough to warrant Mr. Lu’s attention.

Wouldn’t taking action against this company be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

If it were but a small mosquito, one would simply swat it and be done.

But such oppressive tactics would inevitably provide the other two giants the opportunity to tarnish his image.

Of course, this doesn’t mean the other two are easy to deal with.

Tengjing and Silver Brilliance were as tricky as Netcom, all three giants equally underhanded.

It’s just about who gets stuck holding the hot potato while the other two take pleasure in tossing firecrackers into it.

Suppressing the top player is a minor issue, but if those two manage to set the rhythm, it could cause a ripple in Netcom’s stock market, and that would be a loss not worth the cost.

Sitting in his current position, even holding some shares of Netcom,

he had to tread carefully with every step he took, even if it was just for his own sake.

...

The warm afternoon sun spread over the wintery streets, and although it wasn’t the season for snow, it melted away the faint chill in the air.

Ke Jin sat in a café, staring out the window lost in thought.

With Lantern Festival approaching, the old year was about to turn a new page.

Ke Jin hadn’t assigned too heavy a workload to the company at the end of the year, ignoring all KPIs.

It was sufficient to just manage the current few games well.

"Good afternoon, little brother~" A loud, mature-sounding sisterly voice arose next to Ke Jin, carrying a hint of playful reproach: "I thought you almost forgot about me."

Ke Jin glanced sideways at the newcomer.

Wen Zhiyin wore a snow-white fluffy coat, soft and delicate in appearance, the loose coat naturally hanging to her calves, exuding an air of elegance without compromising on warmth.

She paired it with black stockings that clung to her long slender legs, the black and white palette making her stand out in the crowd, and mitigated the coat’s overly relaxed softness.

This made Ke Jin slightly marvel.

Did psychologists pay so much attention to their attire too?

The clean white fluff of the coat would help patients relax, avoiding an overly oppressive atmosphere.

While pairing it with black lowers and shiny black short boots with straps would add a hint of firmness, ensuring the patients didn’t take things too lightly.