Mitchell listened, then finally nodded. "All right, boss."
Mitchell then reported their gaming project's revenue over the past three months.
"Boss, most of our revenue comes from the gaming headsets. But we've been selling them at nearly below cost, so we're still operating at a loss."
"But if we increase the number of headsets and bring down the cost, we'll be able to break even on them."
Wang Yi said casually, "The headsets aren't our main source of revenue. That comes from advertising. Tell me, have any brands contacted you in the past three months? I'm sure those big brands won't fail to see the opportunity."
Mitchell said, "We've already run ads for some of the smaller brands we picked out earlier, and they've been pretty effective."
"I'm sure that once the returns from those smaller brands' ads come in, the big brands will start evaluating the potential, too. When the full version goes live, they definitely won't want to miss out."
Wang Yi nodded. "But when that happens, we'll be doubling our ad rates."
Mitchell giggled. "Don't worry about that, boss. I won't go easy on those big brands."
After his call with Mitchell, Wang Yi and Messi went to the kindergarten.
His son Wang Shiyu had a soccer match that day.
Wang Shiyu was once again miles ahead of everyone else.
He scored five goals by himself.
The most astonishing one came at the end.
Two minutes before the final whistle, he got past a defender and dribbled sideways in front of the goal.
When the goalkeeper rushed toward him, he actually reached his right foot behind his left leg and flicked the ball over the keeper's head with a scissor kick.
It went in with ease.
That scissor-kick goal had truly stunned everyone.
For one thing, pulling