Chen Hao took out a sheet of paper and a pen, sketching a rough design as he explained, "Mm, the early stages are simple. Blah blah blah."
Actually, what he wanted to create was a prototype of a 5173 trading website.
Sellers would put their game assets up for sale on the website, while buyers could purchase them according to their needs. Century Horizon would act as an intermediary guarantor and profit by charging transaction service fees.
"Don't lock down the underlying architecture. Start with our one game, Miracle. Once it matures, expand into trading for all kinds of games on the market."
"Understood!"
Back in the office, Chen Hao sat in the boss's chair and pondered.
Normally speaking, Miracle really should have been launched. It wasn't impossible to solve problems while running a closed beta.
What changed his mind was the somewhat worn notebook on the desk.
Because he knew a major event would happen this month, Chen Hao could only say that at the meeting and delay Miracle's launch plan by a month.
There was no rush. He would let the bullets fly a little longer.
Chen Hao took out his phone and called home.
"Hello, Dad. I'm doing fine here. I'm already grown up, and I have enough money. I haven't even spent all the money Mom gave me last time."
"By the way, all the operating permits for our Internet café are in order, right? Fire extinguishers, hydrants, and everything else are there too, right? Oh, oh, good. Nothing's wrong. I was just asking."
"Mm-hmm, got it. I'm already grown up, Dad. Bye-bye."
After hanging up, he opened the notebook to the fifth page.
Mid-June 2002, the Blue Speed Incident in the capital!
On June 16, a fire broke out at the Blue Speed Internet Cafe