Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

Seeing that Mr. Zhen had a third request, Tian Cong quickly took out his mobile phone and prepared to record. The first two requests made him grasp some kind of inspiration.

If Mr. Zhen continues to make requests, he might be able to make his inspiration clearer. If it is not recorded in time, it will be a violent thing.

Tian Cong himself would not forgive himself.

Zhen Qiong didn't really care about Tian Cong's seriousness. He only felt that Tian Cong had figured it out and decided to join Qiongshen, so that he would show his serious side in front of his boss.

So he continued: "The third requirement is to allow the second generation of handhelds to have social functions, rather than allowing players to build a narrow area and close themselves."

This requirement, Zhen Qiong thinks, is the most "successful" requirement. For serious handheld players, who likes to socialize?

On Dilanxing, limited by the performance of the handheld, there is no handheld, which is social.

The banners of all handhelds are to play games anytime, anywhere, such as on the bus, on the subway, or hiding in the bed, and secretly playing games.

Which of these occasions are suitable for socializing?

Zhen Qiong believes that if you let the second generation take the phone and focus on social interaction, you will undoubtedly give up the end and lose the game!

However, after hearing Mr. Zhen's third request, Tian Cong's mind seemed to have something exploded.

He only felt that in the originally pitch-black space, there were colorful lights spreading out, like a cat's emoticon.

The inspiration that used to be floating and always unable to grasp is now like spring water, constantly gushing out.

"It turned out to be like this! That's right! That should be the way it should be! No wonder Zhen always said that my path was wrong! It really is really wrong!"

Tian Cong's ten fingers flew, recording the inspiration that emerged, for fear that the inspiration in his mind would disappear like fireworks as soon as he moved slowly.

If it weren't for a vague glance, Tian Cong was indeed recording his request, and Zhen Qiong thought that Tian Cong was playing games in front of him! And it's still a music game.

After a while, Tian Cong stopped the movements of his hands and couldn't help but breathe out. He picked up some cold tea in front of him, and drank it without disdain.

Recording all the inspiration in his mind in one breath, his head is buzzing now. This kind of high-intensity mental exercise can cause fatigue to the body, no less than moving bricks on the construction site.

"How about? Can you accept these three requirements?" Zhen Qiong asked.

"No problem. Mr. Zhen, I will definitely implement your requirements into the second-generation handheld!"

In normal times, Tian Cong must have his eyes shining now, but the output just now made him a little tired, and the light in his eyes was also dim.

Therefore, Zhen Qiong did not notice that Tian Cong's whole person's thoughts had undergone earth-shaking changes at this time.

Moreover, Tian Cong was willing to follow his request and make changes to the second-generation handheld, which made him very happy, and ignored Tian Cong's changes.

"By the way, there is another trivial request." Zhen Qiong said.

"Zhen, please tell me." Tian Cong is now very sure that Mr. Zhen not only has a talent that surpasses ordinary people in game design, but it is also difficult for anyone to compare with it when it comes to designing game consoles.

Even if it is himself, even in the field of handhelds he is best at, if you carefully compare with Mr. Zhen, there is still a clear gap.

You must know that he has been indulging in handheld design for a long time, but Mr. Zhen has never designed a handheld.

But it was only a brief contact, and after reading his concept draft, each of the requirements put forward was to hit the bullseye, laying a solid foundation for the second generation of handhelds.

As long as he strictly follows the requirements of Mr. Zhen and builds the second-generation handheld, it will definitely be several times better than the concept draft handheld.

Therefore, Tian Cong was not unhappy in the face of Mr. Zhen's new requirements, but was full of expectations.

"It's the overall color of the second-generation handheld. This technology-oriented color will give people a sense of alienation. The handheld is a joy to people. I think it's better to use a lighter color."

"President Zhen, you are right!"

All success is inseparable from the details, just change the color of the second-generation handheld.

But as Mr. Zhen said, before the player officially gets the second-generation handheld, the color and appearance are the first things that attract players.

And as long as it gives players a good first impression, then the sales of the second-generation handhelds can be guaranteed to a certain extent.

If the appearance and color of the second-generation handheld are similar to those of a smart phone, players will subconsciously feel that instead of buying this thing, it’s not good for me to buy a smart phone?

Therefore, making a clear distinction between the color and appearance of the second-generation handheld is something that must be paid attention to.

"President Zhen, what do you think about changing the color of the second-generation handheld to blue and red? Make it look like a building block to inspire the childishness of the players."

"Yes. Just change as you said."

In Zhen Qiong's view, if the second-generation handheld is made similar to building blocks, then the phone will definitely give people a sense of plastic.

And such an obvious sense of plastic, not to mention arousing the childishness of the players, will only make the players feel that the cost of this thing is definitely not high.

If you sell another high price, it might irritate players.

How dare you sell such a cheap thing so expensive? Could it be that even the Sky God has floated? Do you want to start cutting player leeks too?

As long as players have this idea, the second-generation handhelds will be boycotted before they go on sale, and sales will definitely not be much better by then.

"President Zhen, why don't you give the second-generation handheld a name by the way?"

Originally, Tian Cong intended to directly name the second-generation handheld as "Huangguang 2", which was regarded as a continuation.

However, after Mr. Zhen's modification, the second-generation handheld is no longer a blue-born and better-than-blue, but a rebirth of Nirvana and a more unique individual.

Then it would be inappropriate to name it as "Huangguang 2".

It's the most helpless naming link for Zhen Qiong again, but Zhen Qiong knows that one day, he still has to face this situation.

So in his spare time, he uses the generator to generate a lot of nouns immediately, pick out the pleasing ones, and store them. Whenever he wants to name his own, he just throws the names out in order.

This approach is similar to naming a typhoon. It seems a bit boring, but shouldn't it be used now?

Zhen Qiong took out his mobile phone, clicked on the memo and took a look, and said, "The name of the second-generation handheld is called "Hangchou"!"

"Taken from the idiom'interlaced with wine chips', which means the interaction of wine glasses and wine chips, which describes the lively scene of many people gathering together to drink."

"This is also a kind of expectation I have for coveted. I hope that because of its existence, players can play happily and lively with relatives and friends around them."

Hearing this, Tian Cong was more convinced of the correctness of his inspiration.

Coveting a handheld computer will definitely become a cross-generation handheld computer, allowing friends who have become alienated because of high technology, like children, to gather together and play happily.

"President Zhen, don't worry, I will definitely put my hand in hand, research and develop in strict accordance with your requirements, and strive to make it available sooner!"

"Okay. Go ahead! I can't wait for you to become a member of Qiongshen." After Zhen Qiong laughed, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Yes, I haven't asked what your company is called?"

"President Zhen, we are a small company, so when we named it casually, we called it'Paradise Palm Tour'."