Bai Jing had not played many games in his previous life, and most of them had been domestically produced.
The foreign games he knew could make money were only League of Legends, MC, and GTA5, which had stayed on the charts for years.
League of Legends should still be in development. It would not launch until October next year.
If they could accept TC's investment, they could naturally accept the Order Society's as well.
As for MC, its founder probably had not even come up with the idea yet, and Bai Jing could not remember who the founder was.
But MC's code was simple, and its design philosophy was simple too. A few twenty-five-year-old programmers with gray temples could make it.
"Bai?" Bai Jing, who had been enthusiastically chatting with Matt, was interrupted by Valentina, who suddenly came in.
Bai Jing turned around. "What is it?"
"We should get going!" Valentina said.
"Going? Where?"
"The charity gala starts at nine tonight, at the Broadway Hilton Hotel!" Valentina said.
"Uh, but it's only eleven in the morning!" Bai Jing said, turning to look at the clock.
"We still need to prepare in advance. For example, are you planning to go wearing that?" Valentina pointed at Bai Jing's upper body.
Bai Jing looked down at his plaid shirt, speechless.
"At the very least, we need to choose a suitable suit, a suitable car, a suitable watch, and get you a suitable hairstyle!" Valentina said. "I already think nine hours won't be enough!"
"We have to buy clothes? A watch? A car?" Bai Jing's head started to ache. "Forget it, then. I'm not going to this gala!"
Everyone knew how painful it was to go shopping with a woman.
Wouldn't it be better to spend that time reading a few more books?
Besides,