I really just want to lose money

Chapter 59 059. When there is no such pioneer as Qian Zong
In the general manager's office, Zou Jingyi looked at the document sent by Lou Gang on the computer screen, and the more she looked down, the more violently her head shook.

This is completely missing the points that Zou Jingyi mentioned before. Why did turn-based games become popular before, but then gradually declined?
First of all, it is because of the problem of the combat mode. A rigid turn-based battle, where you hit me and hit me, is definitely not as good as a real-time game with stronger visual stimulation.Therefore, in turn-based games, the combat mode must show his back to basics.

In terms of cost, what’s the use of interspersing those 3D elements?Cost savings?Don't underestimate 2D, a set of illustrations is worth the entire development cost of a decent 3D game.

In addition to audio, vertical drawing, animation, and close-ups, Zou Jingyi has to consider whether follow-up funds need to be invested in a large scale.

Finally, there are flaws in the operation of all turn-based games, either the operation is too difficult or the operation is too simple, which leads to a slightly extreme game market.

To sum up, it is nothing more than boring battles, high costs, few user groups, high risks and low rewards.

But the document in front of him perfectly avoided the points that Zou Jingyi had originally thought about, except for the operational difficulties.

After closing the document, Zou Jingyi found Lou Gang's DD and replied directly: "Your one is not very good. If you want the original turn-based system, you can refer to "Fantasy Dragon Palace."

""Fantasy Dragon Palace"?" Looking at the information in the DD message box, Lou Gang almost lost his breath.

Isn't that the game from ten years ago?Although there are still some people playing now, there are only older players left.

What people play is just a feeling, even if they really copied the exact same one, or even better, those players would not be able to come and play your game.

Lou Gang felt his head hurt a little, and he finally sorted out the turn-based game files suitable for the current market, and typed back just for the original flavor.

What are you drawing?But Lou Gangmu had no choice but to type in the chat box: "Understood Mr. Zou, I will hold a product meeting with you later to make sure again."

"Well, hurry up, this is the third edition, I hope the next edition will satisfy me." Zou Jingyi was as brief and powerful as the previous two replies.

Who knows if the next version will be satisfactory?Anyway, Lou Gang feels that his brain cells have died these days.

I still miss the days when Mr. Qian was around. If he determined the general direction, he would definitely get Mr. Zou's approval as soon as possible.Without a pioneer like Mr. Qian to go ahead, my own ability is really not enough for this position.

On the other side, Zhang Yi and Zheng Nan walked out of the meeting room one after the other, both of them looked unhappy.

Similar to Lou Gang's situation, they submitted the first project plan document for An'an Private Car last Thursday, and until now, they have not crossed Mr. Zou's high wall.

Today they met again and wanted to reintegrate a plan, but when the two opened their mouths, everyone felt that the other's plan was a bit sloppy.

But those good ideas that made both of them nod their heads in agreement, were all directly rejected by Zou Jingyi, and the rest of them were actually some ideas that the market had already eliminated.

After the success of "My Pet Is Traveling", Zheng Nan was swollen and felt that he was omnipotent. Now, he feels that he is a waste, and he doesn't have a good idea for such a simple thing.

Maybe in his life, apart from the game that has been lingering in his heart, it is impossible to usher in other opportunities for success.

Returning to the gaming industry?It's not that he doesn't want to, the point is that he has no idea.In addition, when I spoke so full of words in front of the whole company, now I suddenly retreat and say that I can't do it. Isn't that slapping myself in the face?

"Your project plan hasn't been finalized yet?" Lou Gang bumped into two colleagues who had just walked out of the meeting, and Lou Gang suddenly felt in his heart that he looked at fellow brothers and sisters.

At first I thought I was pitiful enough, but actually it’s okay when I think about it, there are only three versions.The two brothers in front of him, if he remembered correctly, they had been beaten back at least eight or nine times, right?

Look at other people's perseverance, I can't compare with myself, I still have to learn from them.

It is not to learn the process of their successive failures, but to learn their perseverance.

"Well, but it should be soon." Zheng Nan raised his head, looked at the colleagues behind Lou Gang, and prevaricated a little.

After that, he hurriedly took a few steps back to his work station.

Zhang Yi was much more straightforward. After giving Zheng Nan a blank look, he said the truth: "It's coming soon? I feel like we're getting farther and farther away. It's not bad if we can confirm it in half a month."

"Oh, it's all the same." Lou Gang smiled and patted Zhang Yi's shoulder, feeling very comfortable in his heart.

Walking into the meeting room with the employees of the game business department, Lou Gang swept away the previous slump. After all, there is no joy without comparison.

This comparison not only made my heart feel balanced, but also seemed to see the scene of the next dozen failures of the brothers just now, which was really sour.

But after everyone sat down, Lou Gang turned on the projection screen with a smile, and then...

Then he was dumbfounded, as if he had only been beaten back three times, not only did he deviate from the original track, even if he went on a wrong path, it was better than him driving backwards.

"That..." Lou Gang restrained his smile, raised his finger and pointed to the projection screen, and found that there was really nothing to say.

There was a product meeting in the past few days. I guess Lou Gang could memorize these things with his eyes closed, and he would be very annoyed to tell everyone about these things.

"Let's get straight to the point." Then, Lou Gang scrolled down two pages of the document, shook his head, and dropped the remote control in his hand on the desktop.

The point of this crappy meeting is to innovate the original turn-based game on a large scale.But Mr. Zou just said that if you want to be authentic, then the whole point has been overturned. What's there to say?

"Have you ever played "Fantasy Dragon Palace", please sort out some points of this game and send it to me later. If there is nothing else, let's adjourn the meeting."

The employees below look at me, I look at you, and finally look at Lou Gang who has turned his head to look at the river outside the window.

Now that the leaders said the meeting was over, of course they hurriedly left this depressing place with their notebooks.

Lou Gang was a seldom smoker at first, but in the past few days he had at least one pack of cigarettes a day.

If this continues, he suspects that before the next project, his hairline will directly degenerate and disappear.

It's not that he didn't think about resigning directly, he is an old employee of the company, let's not talk about welfare and other things that are all the top in Qiantang City, just talking about emotions, he is reluctant to let go.

Mr. Zou and Mr. Qian's kindness of knowledge and cultivation, can he pay off in just a few years of golden period?

Lighting a cigarette and putting the lighter in his pocket, he simply ran to the French window with the ashtray in his hand, watching the river that was constantly being lifted up in the distance, and returned to the silent river after a toss and turn, and began to think about his own life.

The door of the conference room was quickly pushed open, Wang Xiaowei just took a look inside, then pinched her nose hastily: "Ahem, Brother Lou, why don't you turn on the ventilation fan?"

Wang Xiaowei could only sacrifice her physical and mental health, went into the room and turned on the ventilation fan. After enduring great pain, she finally squeezed to Lou Gang's side.

Only then hastily opened the window again, and with the fresh air coming in, I felt that I finally saw the dawn of tomorrow again.

Looking back at the ashtray at Lou Gang's feet, there were six or seven cigarette butts lying there, and Wang Xiaowei probably understood.

Judging from this posture, Lou Gang should also enter a state of autism.Alas, sure enough, without money, everyone is always in front of their heads, and everyone is in a slump.

"Brother Lou, your health is important, and I can't make it through the project here. Should we sum it up together? Or find Mr. Qian in private. I think our thinking should be no problem in ordinary companies, but in Zou In general, it is obvious that some of them are not up to standard." Wang Xiaowei said.

Yes, Mr. Zou's vision is too high, and he can tell where the shortcomings of their project are at a glance, and he also clearly pointed out that they can't understand what Mr. Zou's intention is at all.

Lou Gang stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand, finally stood up from the ground with a smile, looked back at the room where the smoke had not cleared, and nodded hastily.

Soon, four people appeared on the company's open-air balcony, and the conference room would definitely not be able to stay in a short time.

Wang Xiaowei saw that several people sat down one after another. Lou Gang was okay, at least he was still a little energetic. Zhang Yi and Zheng Nan both tilted their heads and refused to look at each other, but chose to sit opposite each other.

"Let me tell you something first. Xiaowei called us here to discuss and see if our general direction is wrong." Lou Gang nodded to Wang Xiaowei as he spoke.

"Why don't you all talk about the difficulties you are currently encountering, maybe we can come up with a better solution together?"

Then the four of them started pouring out bitter water, and suggested some good ideas to each other, but unfortunately, they were all executed by Zou Jingyi in advance.

In the end, the four of them could only stare with big eyes and small eyes, and no one could come up with any opinions or ideas.

Although Lou Gang was not the oldest, he was definitely the oldest in the company among the four, so he was the one who broke the silence.

He stared at Wang Xiaowei with some embarrassment for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore: "Xiaowei, why don't you go talk to Mr. Qian later?"

"After all, we were all brought out by Mr. Qian. Mr. Qian should not refuse such a thing."

"Well, that's fine." Wang Xiaowei nodded, and reminded in a low voice: "Don't tell other people about this matter, especially not Mr. Zou. This is Mr. Qian's rule."

Then Wang Xiaowei got up and left, leaving only three people in a mess in the wind.

Don't tell anyone, especially Mr. Zou, or Mr. Qian's rules?It seems that this Wang Xiaowei is definitely not the first time to do such a thing, right?
As for why they couldn't say it out, if Wang Xiaowei's project plan was approved, they would go to ask Mr. Qian for advice, and then it would be good to ask Mr. Qian about the deep meaning in it.

(End of this chapter)