I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!
Chapter 471 - 162: Baby Qing, promise me, don’t be a girl turtle!_3

Chapter 471: Chapter 162: Baby Qing, promise me, don’t be a girl turtle!_3

Zhu Yue once again clicked on that interview of Ke Jin from a while back.

Watching that young face in the video, spouting grandiose claims like "driving the pathological SE out of Huaxia Nation’s gaming market," the more he looked, the more it resembled a clown.

Just you?

Are you the one who couldn’t even successfully negotiate with a contract manufacturer to this day?

Or are you banking on pricing without the cost advantage of 3K or the performance advantage of 2K?

Zhu Yue couldn’t help but feel like laughing.

"I bet it’s going to be very entertaining to see you leave the handheld market in a sorry state, not saying a word, and scurrying away," he remarked.

"Tsk tsk, I’m really looking forward to it."

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"This company is so infuriating!"

In Yuan Qiaoqing’s bedroom.

At this moment, wearing only a light outfit, she lay sprawled on her bed, casually chatting with her best friend over a voice call.

Perhaps she felt aggrieved by recent events.

Yuan Qiaoqing couldn’t help but complain to her bestie.

Immediately, she got the response from her friend, "That’s truly infuriating."

"Isn’t it? I’ve given so much to this company, a true number-one hardcore fan! And then they go and ban my account... They just keep dragging their feet without giving me any explanation. Sigh, it’s somewhat disheartening." Yuan Qiaoqing sniffled lightly, and her eyes quickly reddened.

For some reason, while she wasn’t that upset to begin with, talking to her bestie made her feel even more aggrieved, and now she almost wanted to cry.

The crux of the matter was the lack of return on her investment.

She wasn’t even talking about an equal return.

This was absolute ingratitude!

Sure, you make great games, but who treats their fans like this?

It’s absolutely infuriating!

"The despicable behavior of a top player, it’s like dealing with a scumbag man. When he needs you, he calls and beckons, but when he doesn’t, he kicks you away, cold and heartless!" her bestie continued to vent her dissatisfaction, trying to soothe Yuan Qiaoqing’s wounded heart.

"Yeah, you’re right!" Yuan Qiaoqing thought about it and indeed felt the same, so she nodded in agreement.

"I suggest cutting ties completely with that company, and don’t be a fan of that so-called ’Baby Ke’ anymore. He’s really not worthy of our Baby Qing. Isn’t he just some shabby game designer? With your qualifications, Qing, what kind of high-quality man couldn’t you find? A Middle Eastern prince under a piece of cloth, if you nod, your dad could arrange a blind date for you."

"Ah? Is our family that wealthy?" Yuan Qiaoqing was taken aback.

She had always thought her family had a bit of money, living comfortably, but she had never asked exactly how much they made each year.

And it seemed like Deng didn’t like talking about the company’s success in front of her.

Because that was achieved by sacrificing time that could have been spent with family year after year.

When talking about the company in front of others, there might be a sense of pride shining on his face.

But in front of his daughter, looking at that innocent face, Yuan Wencheng found it hard to speak.

"...You really might be underestimating the value of ’East Intelligence Technology’ being among the top 20 corporations globally... Top 20, my Baby Qing! A company like Google that has users all over the world is only ranked 17th, sister!" her bestie replied with a hint of helplessness.

Her friend’s family was also not to be underestimated, able to befriend Yuan Qiaoqing and play with her since childhood at an integrated private school for the wealthy—nobody from such households would be much different in status.

Yet her bestie’s family business could at most hope to hang on to the bottom of the global 500, and even that would be considered a blessing.

Compared to a top socialite like Yuan Qiaoqing, they were practically reduced to nothingness.

And ’East Intelligence Technology’, as a leader in the AI intelligence field, had an immeasurable future.

Her friend was vexed and couldn’t understand how.

A young lady who grew up bathed in honey could suddenly fall for a... game designer who looked quite destitute.

And what was more absurd was.

They had never even met in real life.

They hadn’t even spoken to each other.

That jerk didn’t even know my Baby Qing!

Well, here goes a virtual romance sprouting from the web. Whichever heart stirs first is the one that ascends to heaven, right?

"I genuinely advise you, stick to playing their games and that’s it, stop being infatuated with someone who has no future," her bestie earnestly suggested.

"Oh..." On this topic, Yuan Qiaoqing seemed to agree somewhat reluctantly.

She couldn’t define her feelings for Ke Jin.

But she could clearly sense that the games Ke Jin brought to Blue Star players encompassed his limitless affection for them.

He was super considerate of free-to-play gamers in terms of monetization! Promoting an experience where you don’t have to spend money to enjoy almost the entire game!

Furthermore, he pioneered and established many legends in the gaming industry, with many genres originating from his touch.

Saying such a person is ordinary?

Yuan Qiaoqing might find it hard to agree.

"Really, listen to me, Baby Qing. Have I ever led you astray since we were little? Just this incident should have been a wake-up call for you. The person doesn’t even know you, and even if he did, this kind of reaction to ’kindness met with a ban’ is just too strange. I suggest you keep your distance, or you’ll end up unhappy."

"Okay then..." Yuan Qiaoqing thought over it carefully.

It seemed she was always somewhat overlooked by the top player.

For Pubg, everyone saw the effort she put in.

Yet afterward, there was no word of thanks from him, not even a verbal acknowledgment.

Now with Cloud Top, she’s faced with a ban in return.

It’s really... sigh.