The Art of Commanding Subordinates

These words left Hisao Oguchi silent.

He had spent years clawing his way through Sega and had seen plenty of the barracks-like, iron-fisted management of Nakayama Hayao's era.

After Nakayama Takuya took over, the atmosphere throughout the company had been quietly changing.

This flatter management mindset, leaning more toward Silicon Valley internet companies, had made him very uncomfortable at first, but hard results had proved that this path worked.

"I understand." Hisao Oguchi nodded and closed the notebook in his hands.

Nakayama Takuya patted him on the shoulder, then walked back to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at the neon lights gradually coming alive across Los Angeles.

Memories from his previous life flashed through his mind.

E3 in 1996 had originally been the turning point where the Sega Saturn began its decline. Nintendo and Sony had both shone brilliantly at that show, forcing Sega into a dead end.

But now, the course of history had already been forcibly twisted by his hand.

Jupiter's global installed base had broken ten million, its third-party lineup was stronger than ever, and Final Fantasy VII's four-disc dimensional strike had shaken the entire industry.

But he could not afford to let down his guard.

All kinds of signs at the show today indicated that their competitors were adjusting their strategies.

Nintendo's deep foundations and Sony's flexibility were both swords of Damocles hanging over his head.

A little over ten minutes later, the intelligence sorting work came to an end.

Labels were pasted onto the videotapes, and each manufacturer's key products were arranged into clear tables.

Nakayama Takuya checked the time and had his assistant bring in the dinner they had booked in advance.

Several hotel waiters pushed food carts into the suite and lifted the warming covers, revealing neatly packaged Japanese set meals.

"Everyone's