One Stone Stirs a Thousand Waves
A series of subtle yet synchronized "click" sounds filled the entire office area.
Posted by: Second Development Department, Yu Suzuki.
Upon seeing this name, everyone gasped.
It was Yu Suzuki!
If it were someone else, people might have been watching with amusement, but when this name appeared, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
This is Sega's ace, a god of technology! Even he personally got involved, instantly changing the nature of the situation.
People nervously watched the contents of Yu Suzuki's post.
[Discussion on Executive Games]
"Nakayama Specialist, regarding your previous suggestion to develop an F1-themed game on the Model 1 Board, our team has encountered an obstacle in the preliminary technical research. We currently lack a physical reference for the highly integrated paddle shifter steering wheel you mentioned, making it impossible to accurately simulate force feedback and handling feel. Does the company have any channels to allow us access to a relevant physical sample for our R&D reference?"
The post is concise and clear, with no unnecessary words, and directly addresses the core challenges in development.
Everyone suddenly realized.
I see!
As expected of Yu Suzuki!
He doesn't have that many Taiwan workplace politics in his mind; he only cares about making his game the best it can be!
This question might be considered far-fetched by an ordinary employee, but it's perfectly reasonable for Yu Suzuki to ask it.
Now, the pressure is on the executive director's side.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Nakayama Takuya's reply.
This is not just an answer to a question, but also a demonstration of the attitude of all developers in the company.
Is this just playing games and trying to smooth things over, or can it actually solve the problem?
Just as everyone was speculating, the page refreshed automatically again.
A new reply appeared, less than three minutes after Yu Suzuki posted it!
Reply from: Managing Director's Office, Nakayama Takuya.
"Excellent question. Force feedback and handling feel are the core experience of F1 gaming and must be perfected. I already have a preliminary plan regarding physical references."
Upon seeing the first sentence, everyone felt relieved. The executive director's attitude was positive.
But what he said next caused an uproar throughout the entire Development Department.
"I will ask Director Yoshikawa to contact Honda. Through their network, we can directly connect with the McLaren Team. If we're lucky, I'll try to arrange for your core development personnel to enter McLaren's pit area for a close-up look at the F1 Japanese Grand Prix later this year. Furthermore, this can also serve as an opportunity for us to collaborate on promotional activities with the McLaren - Honda team. Please wait for further instructions from the Managing Director's Office Assistant regarding specific details."
"Boom--!"
If the floor was deathly silent before, it's now like a depth charge has been dropped on it.
"I'm not seeing things, am I? The McLaren Team?!"
"Entering the repair area? Observing it up close? My goodness!"
"This executive director is going to be on a roll! His connections are terrifying!"
Takahashi suddenly jumped up from his chair, excitedly grabbing his colleague's shoulder and shaking him violently. "Did you see that! Did you see that!"
McLaren! That's the team with Senna and Berger!
After a brief moment of shock, the BBS's reply section completely spiraled out of control.
"[Specialist Game Discussion] Suzuki -sensei, does your team need someone to serve tea and water? Someone who'll buy their own tickets to the Suzuka Circuit!"
"[Specialist Game Discussion] Requesting a keychain +1! Please! I can do anything! I can tighten screws, change tires! If all else fails, I can even hand Senna gloves!"
"[Special Manager Game Discussion] Special Manager, our Third Development Department is working on a police chase game. Could you contact the Metropolitan Police Department so we can experience it with real guns and ammunition?--"
"Hey buddy upstairs, something's off! If you want a real gunfight experience, I suggest you rob a bank, guaranteed to give you the ultimate experience!"
Hahahaha!
The oppressive atmosphere that had lasted all day was instantly ignited, and the entire "Sega Academy" BBS transformed from a serious bulletin board into a lively Trevi Fountain and a hub for jokes.
All previous speculations about it being a "show" or a "trap" have been dispelled.
After replying to Yu Suzuki's post, Nakayama Takuya looked at the frenzy that instantly erupted on the BBS and smiled with satisfaction.
What he wanted was this energy that broke the monotony.
However, the promises made on the forum were not empty words.
He printed out his conversation with Yu Suzuki, compiled it into a brief requirements statement, and then got up and went straight to Director Yoshikawa's office.
Director Yoshikawa's office is on the other side of the headquarters, offering an excellent view.
When Nakayama Takuya pushed open the door, he had just hung up a phone call, and a shrewd smile, typical of a businessman, was still on his face.
In recent years, with the implementation of various cross-industry cooperation projects led by Nakayama Takuya, Yoshikawa, who was originally only responsible for public relations, has a completely different status and voice in the company.
From collaborations between Fatal Fury and animation studios to the widespread brand partnerships of today, he has been instrumental in facilitating almost every major project requiring external communication.
These increasingly large-scale collaborations not only boosted Sega's brand image but also brought him substantial personal rewards and a wide network of connections.
"Takuya, you're here." Director Yoshikawa gestured to the chair opposite him and said half-jokingly, "Your BBS post has been getting my phone ringing off the hook. Several department heads have come to ask me if the company has some big plans."
"Just trying to lighten the mood." Nakayama Takuya smiled as he sat down and handed over the documents in his hand. "However, I did come to see you today because I have a favor to ask."
"Oh?" Yoshikawa took the document and adjusted his glasses.
His eyebrows shot up after just one glance at the title.
After reading through the request for "up-close observation of the McLaren team's pit area" word by word, even Yoshikawa, who was used to Oba, couldn't help but take off his glasses and rub his temples.
He looked up at the young man in front of him, his expression a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
"Takuya, do you think there's a Doraemon four-dimensional pocket hidden in my office?" Yoshikawa waved the paper in his hand. "Directly connecting with the McLaren team? And going into the pit lane? Do you know what that means?"
"This means that our racing game will have the world's top development references, and it means that the name ' Sega ' will appear alongside ' Senna ' and 'Honda ' in the promotional materials for the Japan Grand Prix." Nakayama Takuya's tone was calm and confident, as if stating an established fact.
Yoshikawa was speechless for a moment.
He had to admit that the kid always hit the most tempting spot perfectly.