Let the Bullets Fly for a While

The next day!

Golden Wind Game Company.

Game Director's Office.

Lu Bian and Da Jiang sat on the sofa opposite Gu Sheng, looking rather glum.

The office was filled with smoke, a picture of dejection.

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

Da Jiang put down his thermos, looking at Gu Sheng with worry:

"It's already 5:30, and we have less than three hours before our first-day sales figures are finalized."

"Yeah,"

Lu Bian flicked some ash, chiming in:

"Our current sales are only two thousand, less than half of Mario Bros. How are we going to explain this to the boss later?"

That's 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.

Actually, saying it wasn't performing well might be an understatement.

After all, two thousand copies sold on the first day was considered quite impressive among the small games on the Yiyou Platform.

But!

Don't forget, they had Mario Bros. as a benchmark.

With over 4800 copies sold on its first day, it had practically crushed all other small games released at the same time.

It was even a rare sight in the history of Yiyou's first-day sales.

As the saying goes, people strive for progress.

As Golden Wind's second title, and especially as the debut work after the trio joined forces, Lu Bian and Da Jiang were certainly aiming to break records.

Yet now.

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

Their sales were lukewarm, not even reaching half of Mario Bros.'s.

Under such circumstances, it was naturally disheartening.

"Did we do a bad job, Brother Sheng? I've caused you trouble..."

Da Jiang looked at the less-than-ideal sales data, pouting.

Hearing this, Gu Sheng frowned and tossed an orange at Da Jiang: "Then are you going to kowtow to me?"

Thwack.

Da Jiang, who had caught the orange, froze.

Then he heard Lu Bian next to him burst into laughter.

"Alright, Da Jiang,"

Lu Bian said, laughing and patting Da Jiang's shoulder:

"Don't say things like that, it sounds distant. Old Gu doesn't like it."

"Oh,"

Da Jiang shrunk his neck, looking like a wronged bear:

"I just feel responsible for this."

Gu Sheng knew Da Jiang was an honest person, so he sighed: "Da Jiang, this is something all three of us worked on, so there's no such thing as one person causing trouble for another."

"I invited you guys to the company to make games with me, not to take the blame."

"The three of us are the pillars of this company right now, indispensable."

"If one corner collapses, the whole thing collapses."

"So please don't say things like that again, my wronged big baby?"

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

Lu Bian nodded secretly.

When it came to emotional intelligence, the boss was indeed amazing.

As expected, after Gu Sheng's gentle guidance, Da Jiang stopped blaming himself:

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

What to do?

This question truly stumped Gu Sheng.

He didn't know what to do either.

Normally, having tasted the benefits of streamer promotion before, they should have struck while the iron was hot and followed up with publicity this time.

Don't underestimate publicity.

It's worth noting that in his past life, many classic masterpieces spent almost half, or even more, of their total investment just on publicity fees!

However.

"I don't know why, but Little Nezha seems a bit resistant to this publicity thing,"

Gu Sheng frowned, racking his brain, unable to figure it out:

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

"And then?"

Lu Bian asked:

"Little Nezha refused?"

"Mhm,"

Gu Sheng nodded:

"In her words, 'good wine needs no bush.' As long as our game's quality is solid enough, Yiyou will come looking for us sooner or later."

"Mmm—that's not wrong,"

Hearing this, Lu Bian nodded:

"Little Nezha is indeed a president. She looks cute and a bit silly, but she's actually quite shrewd."

"It seems she wants to keep the initiative in our own hands,"

"If Yiyou approaches us themselves, it would indeed be more beneficial for us..."

As he spoke, Lu Bian couldn't help but look at Little Nezha with newfound respect.

This little boss really had something.

Her strategic vision was quite far-reaching.

"But—with our current results, why would Yiyou approach us?"

A moment later, Da Jiang raised a question:

"The current situation is that our first-day sales have been halved, and the strategy can't be implemented."

"So, all we can do now is wait,"

Gu Sheng shrugged:

"Let the bullets fly for a while."

Gu Sheng was quite confident about the game "Who's Your Daddy."

The problem was simply a lack of widespread reach.

Therefore, they could only wait now.

Wait for the game's popularity to build up.

Just as they were discussing!

Knock, knock, knock—

The office door was knocked.

Outside the door, the voice of the head secretary, Chu Qingzhou, rang out:

"Director Gu, CEO Shen has called a meeting and requests your presence in the conference room..."

Ten minutes later!

The Golden Wind executive team gathered in the conference room!

Shen Miaomiao was beaming!

Times had changed!

She still remembered the last sales discussion meeting when she almost had a heart attack on the spot!

But now, the tide had turned!

The good days of this young lady losing money were finally over!

As Gu Sheng and the other two took their seats, Shen Miaomiao couldn't wait to begin:

"This meeting today is mainly to focus on discussing the sales of our latest released game,"

"I believe Director Gu and the two department heads are already aware of this,"

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

Saying this.

Shen Miaomiao waved her hand, signaling Chu Qingzhou to begin the data report.

Chu Qingzhou nodded:

"As of now, our company's second game, 'Who's Your Daddy,' has been on sale for nearly 22 hours."

"Although it's not yet 24 hours, the data won't change much,"

"So, at CEO Shen's request, we've compiled the sales figures for the first 22 hours."

"The current sales are—"

"2,215 copies, with a total sales amount of 11,075 yuan."

Woohoo! Let's celebrate!!!

At this moment, Chu Qingzhou's voice was like music to Shen Miaomiao's ears!

While the first-day sales of over two thousand copies were somewhat beyond her expectations.

After all, she truly hadn't expected that this idiotic game would still attract over two thousand suckers without the endorsement of streamers from the gaming section.

She had no idea where these suckers came from.

But!

Such a first-day performance was already significant progress for her!

This was a full half less than the first-day sales of Mario Bros.!

Moreover, without any promotion, the game's staying power would surely not match Mario Bros.!

At this rate!

It was estimated that reaching 6,000 copies in the first week would be the absolute limit!

Shen Miaomiao's mind raced—

Total sales of 30,000! Net loss of 70,000! Rebate settlement! Over 700,000!

Woohoo!

We're taking off!

Shen Miaomiao couldn't help but marvel once again at the power of her system!

Without lifting a finger, she hired three idiots to make a game, and in a week, she'd rake in 700,000 yuan!

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

However!

Just then!

Ding dong—

Suddenly, a phone notification chimed.

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

On the lock screen notification, a message was clearly visible—

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