It took President Zheng a long while to calm down. He drew a deep breath and barely restrained the urge to hit someone.
"I'm telling you, Xiang Dahai, Zhiyou can fire Sun Bin, because after they fire him, they can slowly win back the players' goodwill through proper management."
"But you can't."
President Zheng pointed at Xiang Dahai's nose, gritting his teeth.
"You have two options now."
"One, we settle this through legal channels. Didn't you screw me over? Then we'll go through the legal process. I'll sue you until you're bankrupt! Even if I have to drag this out, I'll drag you to death!"
"Or, I don't care what method you use, you fix this mess for me. Even if you have to kneel, you'd better kneel until Zhiyou lifts its blockade against us!"
"Those are your only two options. Choose."
After saying that, President Zheng no longer had the energy to stay angry. He slowly sat down in his executive chair and fell silent.
The atmosphere in the office seemed to freeze solid.
Xiang Dahai's head buzzed. He had lost even the slightest ability to think.
No matter how much he had calculated, he had never expected the streamers to suddenly show up.
He had especially never expected Wu Wei to create a record at that godforsaken booth, with over eighty percent of the visitors present lining up to try his game!
Block Wu Wei.
Block Wu Wei.
Heh.
Xiang Dahai gave a desperate, bitter laugh and closed his eyes.
It was over.
His entire life was over.
But he still didn't know.
The fatal blow for both him and Xiang Tianming had yet to arrive.
Zhiyou was in complete chaos.
Mingye Game was struggling at death's door.
Of the two instigators who had previously joined forces against Wu Wei, one had been permanently blacklisted by the gaming industry, while the other faced a choice worse than death.
Yet Wu Wei, the one who had orchestrated this entire reversal from behind the scenes, was currently sitting in a taxi with his eyes closed, resting.
Beside him sat Shen Yunshi, the little campus beauty from Binhai Academy's Art Department.
They were heading to the Pingjin branch of the Shark Live Platform.
He had arranged with Ah Yin and the others that morning to hold a video conference that evening to discuss the co-branded keyboard.
"Hey, Wu Wei, look at this."
Shen Yunshi came across Zhiyou's official announcement and handed her phone to Wu Wei.
"What is it?"
Wu Wei took the phone, glanced at it, and smiled it off.
Everything was within his expectations.
So many players were dissatisfied with Zhiyou, and the backlash had even affected its stock price. Zhiyou's upper management definitely could not sit still.
The best way to solve the problem was to punish the entire team responsible for the Game Expo.
"Sun Bin should have been prepared for this from the day he teamed up with Xiang Tianming's father."
"Mm-hm."
Shen Yunshi nodded.
"But then again, if your game hadn't been fun this time, and if Sister Liu Liu and the others hadn't come to support you, they might have gotten away with it."
"And that's exactly the root of the players' anger."
Wu Wei shrugged.
"The players have no idea whether things like this happened before, or how many times they happened."
"This is an outlet. The dissatisfaction players have built up toward the gaming industry for so long has finally erupted. The current state of our country's gaming industry is..."
Wu Wei analyzed the matter with the air of an old hand.
He completely failed to notice Shen Yunshi beside him pursing her lips and muttering under her breath, "I was complimenting your talent, you pervert."
Wu Wei actually thought she was, like Old Zhang, discussing the state of gaming communities and the development of domestic games with him.
Come on, I'm just a little painter. I don't understand anything about your gaming industry, okay?
What an utterly dense straight man.
Hopeless.
Shen Yunshi secretly facepalmed, inwardly complaining that Wu Wei had no sense of romance.
Before long, the two arrived at Pingjin Binhai Tower.
The seventeenth floor housed the Shark Live Platform's branch office.
When the elevator doors opened, a receptionist was already waiting for them outside.
"Mr. Wu Wei, Miss Shen Yunshi, hello."
The young receptionist politely greeted them.
"Hello. We have an appointment with Supervisor Ning."
"Yes, Supervisor Ning is already waiting for you both in the conference room. This way, please."
As she spoke, the receptionist led them to the door of the conference room.
She knocked, then opened the door.
There were five people sitting inside.
At the head of the table sat a thin-faced, refined-looking man wearing rimless glasses. He was probably Supervisor Ning, Ning Hang.
The four seated beside him were also familiar faces.
Ah Yin, Cousin, Shi Liu Liu, and Dai Xiaomei.
The moment Wu Wei arrived, they all smiled and waved at him.
"You're here."
"Yeah, things at the Game Expo only just wrapped up. Sorry I'm late."
"What's the big deal? Come on, come sit down."
"Come, Shishi, sit over here..."
Wu Wei greeted everyone and sat across from Ning Hang.
After all, he was today's guest of honor and the game's lead designer.
Meanwhile, Shen Yunshi was pulled over beside Liu Liu, and the two chatted affectionately.
Once everyone had arrived, Ning Hang connected the video call.
On the screen was a middle-aged man, clearly an executive from Shark's headquarters with a higher position than Ning Hang.
"President Lu, shall we begin?"
Ning Hang asked through the video call.
"Mm, let's begin."
President Lu nodded on the screen, indicating that everything was fine on his end.
Ning Hang cleared his throat.
"Ahem, then let's begin?"
"First, let's welcome Mr. Wu Wei, lead designer of Platinum Studio, and Miss Shen Yunshi, the game's chief concept artist."
Applause broke out. Wu Wei and Shen Yunshi stood and gave everyone a slight bow.
The discussion regarding the Dance of Ice and Fire co-branding began in a harmonious atmosphere.
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