Is it not a galgame?

Chapter 23 23. The Miracle Call

1990 6 Month 25 Day.

Pokeni Co., Ltd.

There was a sense of desperation in the company.

Yes, if the air was heavy a few months ago, it can be called despair up to now.

I originally thought that "Onmyoji" was the company's turnaround work, but I didn't expect it to die before it was released. It has only sold more than 6 copies since it was released in early June.

This number is not even comparable to the previous "Sword Heart"

If you give up without trying hard, you can probably use "We still have hope, as long as we work hard" as an excuse.

But when you still fail miserably after going all out, then it is really hopeless.

Because you don't know what to do next.

In the past few days, Pokeni's life is hanging by a thread. The employees are trying their best to sell and publicize, call their relatives and friends, distribute leaflets on the street, and find various stores to promote "Onmyoji"...

But it's a pity——

With little success.

A lot of stores didn't even try it out, and directly sentenced Onmyoji to death——

A company without any reputation, and the early performance of this game is really bad, so no one thinks it is a product that is enough to impress players.

"Ah~ It should be really over this time, right?"

"Dead. Hard."

"Who would have thought."

"Yeah, such a good work has not been able to sell many."

In the smoking room, the members had already given up on themselves, and even had the idea of ​​resigning voluntarily.

"However, when I think that this company is almost doomed, it is better to stay with it for the last time."

"The president is actually pretty good. We didn't do anything wrong. We can only say that we were unlucky."

"Well, it's an honorable curtain call. After finishing this job, I want to go back to the countryside and raise chickens."

"Ah~Tokyo, so many people's dreams are really not suitable for me?"

call!

Why are you standing still?

If there are no customers, take the initiative to attract customers.

but……

Unable to speak.

When Qing Zhiyuan saw the tired look on everyone's faces, he couldn't say what he wanted to scold these people.

Even when he heard these people say that they would stay with them for the last journey, there were still some tears in his eyes.

How can it be repaired!
Lao Tzu is a reborn person, holding a bunch of king bombs in his hand, shouldn't it be the result of this?

Sure enough, those who take off too easily in the novel are all lies?

"Everyone."

Qing Zhiyuan clapped his hands.

Everyone looked up.

"Let's get off work early today. Thanks for taking care of me these days, I've worked hard." He bowed to everyone.

For some reason, everyone's eyes were moist when they heard his words.

"I'll invite everyone to have a drink tonight." Qing Zhiyuan laughed, "There is still a small amount of money in the account. Everyone, please order whatever you want to eat and drink. Please be sure to show respect."

Chi Xijian stood up and walked forward to pat Qing Zhiyuan on the shoulder, "I'm going! I'll have a good drink tonight."

"Yoxi!" Everyone nodded in agreement, with smiles on their faces.

Chikawa Hiroichi wiped his glasses with his hands, tears welled up unsatisfactorily.

"President..."

This is clearly a farewell banquet, and it is estimated that pokeni will no longer exist from now on.

It was so damned, this feeling.

Chikawa hates it very much.

If Qing Zhiyuan was that kind of cold-blooded president, it wouldn't make people feel so uncomfortable.

He can't wait for Qing Zhiyuan to humiliate them severely, and then disband pokeni, which is better than this kind of hypocritical good-natured treat.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm so unwilling..." Mika Ishino cried.

Infected by her emotions, the colleagues around her also broke down in tears.

"Let's go. We all tried our best, there is nothing to regret." Qing Zhiyuan squeezed out a smile, and gently hugged Ishino Mixiang.

The latter's body trembled.

"It's because I tried my best that I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled~ how can I repair it!" Qian Chuanhong stood up and threw his badge on the ground.

The others turned around one after another, not wanting to be seen crying.

Qing Zhiyuan understood them very well and knew the pain.

It is because of painstaking effort and hard work that it hurts.

"I……"

Qing Zhiyuan clicked his lips, wanted to say something, but was at a loss for words.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, in such a quiet, depressing and desperate atmosphere, the company's phone rang inappropriately.

"Jingle Bell……"

After a few calls, no one answered.

Everyone looked at the president.

But Qing Zhiyuan remained motionless.

HR Akane Ayase couldn't hold back, wiped away tears, walked over and picked up the phone.

"What, what, pokeni's hissing."

"Roms."

"Roms."

In the entire company, only Akane Ayase had the voice.

But in the next second, the expression on her face changed drastically.

From the initial depression and despair, it turned into shock.

"Hi?!"

"Please tell me the address of your store."

"Roms."

Akane Ayase quickly found a pen from the side, and recorded something in the notebook.

"Hi, thank you very much!"

After hanging up the phone, Ayase Akane raised her head and looked at Qing Zhiyuan with her big eyes in disbelief.

"President!"

"Huh?" Qing Zhiyuan turned around.

"1000 copies!" Akane Akane smiled, feeling her heart was about to jump out.

"What 1000 copies?" Qing Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, not quite understanding.

"Just now the Sano game store called and ordered 1000 copies of "Onmyoji" from us." Akane Ayase said.

ha?
The whole inside of the pokeni suddenly fell silent.

Two seconds passed.

"Wow!~" The crowd burst into cheers.

"Nani?!"

"1000 copies?!"

"real or fake?!"

……

"Jingle bell~"

Just when everyone was in disbelief, the second call also came in.

"What, what, pokeni is sizzling." Akane Ayase answered the phone.

"Order 2000 copies of "Onmyoji"? Hari, please tell me the address of your company."

Akane Ayase wrote down with a pen, while making comparisons to Qing Zhiyuan.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, completely unaware of what happened.

Why are there so many orders all of a sudden?

At the same time, the third call also rang.

Followed by the fourth pass...

Fifth pass...

Everyone is stupid.

"Why are you standing there, answer the phone!" Qing Zhiyuan shouted loudly.

Only then did everyone return to their respective jobs as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"What, what, pokeni's hissing."

"Ha Yi, "Onmyoji", right? How many copies do I need to order?"

on this night.

The entire office is full of telephone ringing.

One order after another, there seems to be no end in sight.

……

For Qing Zhiyuan, this is simply a miracle.

……

(End of this chapter)