I! Game Designer! Ultimate Tormentor

After calming down for a long while, President Zheng took a deep breath, barely suppressing the urge to lash out.

"I'm telling you, Xiang Dahai, Zhiyou can fire Sun Bin. After they fire him, they can slowly recover player reputation through operations."

"But you, you can't."

President Zheng pointed at Xiang Dahai's nose, gritting his teeth!

"There are only two paths for you now."

"One is we go through legal channels. You caused trouble for me, so we'll follow legal procedures. I'll sue you until you're bankrupt! Even if it takes time, I can drag you down!"

"Or, you figure out a way, no matter what it takes, to resolve this matter. Even if you have to beg! You have to get Zhiyou to unlock the blockade against us!"

"Those are the two paths. You choose."

With that, President Zheng no longer had the energy to be angry. He slowly sat back in his office chair and fell silent.

The atmosphere in the office seemed to freeze.

Xiang Dahai's mind buzzed. He had lost all ability to think.

He had never, in all his calculations, anticipated the sudden appearance of the streamer.

Nor had he expected Wu Wei to create a record at such an obscure booth, with over eighty percent of the visitors lining up to experience it!

Blockade Wu Wei.

Blockade Wu Wei.

Heh.

Xiang Dahai let out a bitter, desperate laugh and closed his eyes.

It was over.

His life was ruined.

However, he didn't know it yet.

The fatal blow for both him and Xiang Tianming had yet to arrive.

Zhiyou was in an uproar.

Mingye Game was struggling on the brink of death.

The two instigators who had jointly targeted Wu Wei were now facing the consequences: one permanently banned from the gaming circle, the other facing a choice worse than death.

But Wu Wei, the one who orchestrated this entire turnaround, was now sitting in a taxi, resting with his eyes closed.

Beside him sat Shen Yunshi, the Little Campus Belle from Binhai Academy's Art Department.

They were heading to the Pingjin Shark Live Platform branch.

Earlier that morning, he had arranged with Ah Yin and the others to have a video conference that evening to discuss the collaborative keyboard project.

"Hey, Wu Wei, look at this."

Shen Yunshi had found Zhiyou's official announcement and handed her phone to Wu Wei.

"What is it?"

Wu Wei took the phone and glanced at it, then chuckled.

Everything was proceeding as he had predicted.

With so many players expressing dissatisfaction with Zhiyou, to the point of affecting its stock price, Zhiyou's higher-ups were bound to react.

And the best way to solve this problem was to punish the entire team responsible for the Game Expo.

"Zhiyou's Sun Bin should have been prepared for this the moment he teamed up with Xiang Tianming's father."

"Mhm, mhm,"

Shen Yunshi nodded:

"But speaking of which, if your game hadn't been so fun this time, and if Sister Liu Liu and the others hadn't come to support us, they might have succeeded."

"So, that's the root of the players' anger,"

Wu Wei shrugged:

"Players have no idea if things like this have happened before, or how many times."

"This is an outlet. The pent-up dissatisfaction players have with the gaming circle has erupted. The current state of our country's gaming circle is..."

Wu Wei analyzed with great composure.

He didn't notice Shen Yunshi pouting slightly and muttering softly, 'I was just trying to compliment your talent, you weirdo.'

Wu Wei actually thought he was discussing the gaming community and the development of domestic games with her, just like he did with Old Zhang.

Seriously, I'm just a small artist. I don't understand your gaming world at all.

What a dense, straight man.

Hopeless.

Shen Yunshi subtly rubbed her forehead, inwardly complaining about Wu Wei's lack of charm.

Soon, the two arrived at the Pingjin Binhai Building.

On the seventeenth floor of this building was the branch office of the Shark Live Platform.

As the elevator doors opened, a receptionist was already waiting for them at the entrance.

"Mr. Wu Wei, Miss Shen Yunshi, hello."

The receptionist greeted them politely.

"Hello, we have an appointment with Supervisor Ning."

"Yes, Supervisor Ning is already waiting for you both in the conference room. This way, please."

With that, the receptionist led them to the conference room door.

She knocked and then opened the door.

Inside, five people were seated.

The one at the head was a man with a thin face, wearing rimless glasses, and a refined demeanor. This must be Supervisor Ning Hang.

The four people sitting next to him were also familiar faces.

Ah Yin, Cousin, Shi Liuliu, and Dai Xiaomei.

Upon seeing Wu Wei arrive, they all smiled and waved.

"You're here."

"Yeah, the Game Expo just wrapped up. Sorry for being late."

"No worries, come, come, have a seat."

"Come here, Shi Shi, sit over here..."

Wu Wei greeted them and sat down opposite Ning Hang.

After all, he was the main guest today and the lead designer of the game.

Shen Yunshi, on the other hand, was invited to sit by Liu Liu, and the two were chatting intimately.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Ning Hang connected the video call.

On the screen was a middle-aged man, clearly a senior executive from Shark's headquarters, with a higher position than Ning Hang.

"President Lu, shall we begin?"

Ning Hang asked the person on the video call.

"Yes, let's begin."

President Lu on the video nodded, indicating that everything was fine on his end.

Ning Hang cleared his throat.

"Ahem, shall we begin then?"

"First, let's welcome Mr. Wu Wei, the chief designer of Platinum Studio, and Miss Shen Yunshi, the lead concept artist for this game."

Applause

Applause erupted. Wu Wei and Shen Yunshi stood up and bowed slightly to everyone.

The discussion meeting regarding the collaboration for "Dance of Ice and Fire" began in a harmonious atmosphere.