Fu Zan's spirits lifted.
"You didn't issue a gag order?"
"There was no need." Nakayama Takuya waved a hand. "This isn't top-secret, either. Letting a little news slip out at the right time and leaving the market something to look forward to isn't a bad thing."
Fu Zan hurriedly picked up the thread.
"Then once we finish the PC port of Legend of Nezha, could we apply for a development kit for the new handheld? We at Mercury Technology want to test the waters alongside Sega on this new battlefield. If we can seize the handheld market, that'll be a fine piece of cake too."
Nakayama Takuya smiled.
"Finish the PC port first, and you'll have all the development kits you need."
Fu Zan clenched his fist and agreed repeatedly.
Nakayama Takuya rose, walked to his desk, and picked up a document.
"Work hard. I'll let you in on something. Our pricing strategy for this new handheld will be quite generous. It's very likely to become the first game console this generation of young people in China can truly afford."
Fu Zan rose with him.
"The first one they can afford—"
"And." Nakayama Takuya turned around. "China is currently running everywhere in its efforts to join the World Trade Organization. Once it succeeds in joining, trade barriers will fall, and it'll become far easier to sell game consoles legitimately in China. When that time comes, calculate the size of the market yourself."
With that, Nakayama Takuya stopped.
He tossed the document back onto the desk and said no more, leaving Fu Zan to savor the implications himself.
Fu Zan stood where he was, his mind buzzing.
World Trade Organization, low prices, young people's first handheld, returning home in glory.
Put together, those words sketched out a commercial empire so vast