Let the Bullets Fly

The next day!

Golden Wind Game Company.

Game Director's Office.

Lu Bian and Da Jiang sat on the sofa across from Gu Sheng, looking somewhat dejected.

The office was filled with smoke, and the atmosphere was utterly gloomy.

"...What do we do, Brother Sheng?"

Da Jiang set down his thermos and looked at Gu Sheng with some concern.

"It's already five-thirty. In less than three hours, our first-day results will be finalized."

"Yeah."

Lu Bian flicked away some ash and chimed in.

"We've only sold two thousand copies so far. That's less than half of Mario Bros.' sales. What are we supposed to tell the boss when she asks?"

That was right.

The reason Gu Sheng's office was shrouded in gloom was that, as of now, their second game, "Who's Your Daddy," was not performing well.

Though saying it was not performing well seemed a little unfair.

After all, two thousand copies sold on the first day was a very respectable result among the casual games on the Yiyou Platform.

But!

They had Mario Bros. as a benchmark.

Its first-day sales had reached over 4,800 copies, practically crushing every casual game released around the same time.

Even in Yiyou's history of first-day sales, it had been a rare achievement.

As the saying went, people always aimed higher.

As Golden Wind's second title, and especially the debut project created by the three of them together, Lu Bian and Da Jiang had naturally hoped to break records.

But now.

There were less than three hours left until the end of the first day.

Yet their sales had remained lukewarm, not even reaching half of Mario Bros.' numbers.

Naturally, that was disheartening.

"Did we do a bad job, Brother Sheng? Did we cause you trouble...?"

Da Jiang pursed his lips as he looked at the disappointing sales figures.

Gu Sheng frowned at that and tossed an orange at Da Jiang. "Then fucking kowtow to me."

Smack.

Da Jiang froze as he caught the orange.

Then Lu Bian, sitting beside him, could no longer hold back his laughter.

"Enough, Da Jiang."

Lu Bian smiled and patted Da Jiang on the shoulder.

"Don't say things like that. It makes us sound distant, and Old Gu doesn't like hearing it."

"Oh."

Da Jiang shrank his neck like a wronged bear.

"I just feel like I'm responsible for this."

Gu Sheng knew that Da Jiang was an honest kid, so he sighed.

"Da Jiang, the three of us did this job together, so there's no such thing as one person causing trouble for another."

"I invited you two to the company so you could make games with me, not so I could drag you in here to take the blame."

"The three of us are now the three supporting beams of this company. None of us can be missing."

"If one corner collapses, everything collapses."

"So don't say things like that again, okay, you big aggrieved baby?"

Gu Sheng's words were both warm and playful, like a spring breeze soothing the heart.

Lu Bian nodded to himself.

When it came to emotional intelligence, their boss really was incredible.

Sure enough, after Gu Sheng's patient guidance, Da Jiang finally stopped blaming himself.

"Then... what do we do now, Brother Sheng?"

What could they do?

That question truly stumped Gu Sheng.

He did not know what to do either.

Normally, having benefited from streamer promotion before, they should have struck while the iron was hot and followed up with more publicity this time.

Never underestimate marketing.

In his previous life, many classic blockbuster games had spent nearly half of their total budget—or even more—on promotion alone!

But.

"For some reason, Little Nezha seems a little resistant to promotion."

Gu Sheng frowned, unable to understand it no matter how much he thought about it.

"Before the game was released, I suggested to Little Nezha that we could ride the remaining popularity of Mario Bros. and contact the Yiyou Platform to see if they could give us a recommendation slot."

"And then?"

Lu Bian asked.

"Little Nezha turned you down?"

"Yeah."

Gu Sheng nodded.

"Her reasoning was that good wine needs no bush. As long as our game was good enough, Yiyou would come to us sooner or later."

"Mm—she's not wrong."

Lu Bian nodded at that.

"Little Nezha really is a CEO. She looks adorably silly, but she's actually pretty shrewd."

"Looks like she wants to keep the initiative in our own hands."

"If Yiyou comes to us on their own, it would indeed be more beneficial for us..."

As he spoke, Lu Bian could not help viewing Little Nezha in a new light.

Their little boss really had something.

She had quite the long-term strategic vision.

"But—with our current results, why would Yiyou come looking for us?"

After a moment, Da Jiang raised the issue.

"The problem is that our first-day sales have been cut in half. The strategy can't work."

"That's why all we can do now is wait."

Gu Sheng shrugged.

"Let the bullets fly for a while."

Gu Sheng still had plenty of confidence in "Who's Your Daddy."

The problem was simply that it had not spread widely enough.

So all they could do now was wait.

Wait for the game's popularity to pick up.

Just as they were discussing it!

Knock, knock, knock—

There came a knock at the office door.

Outside, the voice of Chu Qingzhou, the chief secretary, rang out.

"Director Gu, CEO Shen has called a meeting. Please come to the conference room..."

Ten minutes later!

Golden Wind's management team gathered in the conference room!

Shen Miaomiao was beaming!

Times had changed!

She still remembered the last sales meeting, when she had nearly suffered a heart attack on the spot!

But now, the tables had turned!

This lady's glorious days of losing money had finally arrived!

Once Gu Sheng and the other two took their seats, Shen Miaomiao impatiently gave her opening remarks.

"Today's meeting is mainly to discuss the sales of our latest game."

"I believe Director Gu and the two department heads already know the situation."

"So let's get straight to the point, Secretary Chu."

As she spoke.

Shen Miaomiao waved her hand, signaling that Chu Qingzhou could begin reporting the figures.

Chu Qingzhou nodded.

"As of now, our company's second game, 'Who's Your Daddy,' has been on sale for nearly twenty-two hours."

"Although it has not yet reached twenty-four hours, the numbers will not change much."

"So, at CEO Shen's request, we have compiled the sales data for these twenty-two hours."

"Current sales are—"

"2,215 copies, with total revenue of 11,075 yuan."

Woohoo! Throw the confetti!!!

At that moment, Chu Qingzhou's voice sounded unbelievably wonderful to Shen Miaomiao.

Though first-day sales of over two thousand copies had somewhat exceeded her expectations.

After all, she truly had not expected that, without promotion from gaming streamers, more than two thousand suckers would still buy this idiotic game.

She had no idea where those suckers had even come from.

But!

Such first-day results were already a huge improvement for her!

That was more than half lower than Mario Bros.' first-day results!

And without promotion, this game's long-term potential would definitely be far inferior to Mario Bros.!

At this rate!

It would be a miracle if it sold six thousand copies in its first week!

Shen Miaomiao's mind raced—

Thirty thousand in total sales! Seventy thousand in net losses! Rebate settlement! More than seven hundred thousand!

Woohoo!

Takeoff!

Shen Miaomiao could not help marveling once again at just how powerful her system was!

She had done nothing but hire three idiots to make a game, and seven hundred thousand would land in her account after a week!

The title of world's richest person seemed to be waving at her!

However!

Just then!

Ding—

Suddenly, a phone notification sounded.

Feeling the vibration, Shen Miaomiao casually pulled her phone from her pocket.

There, on the lock screen, a notification was displayed—

Shark Live: The streamer you follow, 'A Yin,' has started streaming. "Room title: Who's Your Daddy Playing a father-son match with Brother Shu today"