“Okay, okay, I’ll start by explaining President Ling’s idea.”
As she watched the crowd below praising Ling Cheng, Yun Ziyu felt a surge of joy she didn’t even notice.
“Additionally, President Ling has several main requirements. First is to create a single-player memorial server, preferably with some new interactions to increase its playability.”
Seeing no objections, Yun Ziyu then brought up the second requirement.
“Second is to create a Remaining Operating Fund Countdown System, showing players the remaining operating funds and daily costs of keeping the game running, and informing them when the service will be shut down.”
“Why does President Ling want to make this? It seems unnecessary, and it’ll cost extra manpower,” a young programmer asked in confusion.
“As expected, not everyone can understand President Ling’s long-term vision.”
Yun Ziyu wasn’t surprised by the reactions. After all, even she hadn’t understood President Ling’s plan at first.
But as Yun Ziyu thought deeper, she instantly understood everything.
“By being transparent, we can gain public understanding and support. If we suddenly shut down, it would inevitably damage our reputation and affect the release of our new work.”
“I see. After all, President Ling is about to start developing a new project.”
The crowd nodded continuously, clearly accepting this explanation.
“Not only that, I think President Ling also sees a deeper layer: using the ‘transparent cost’ method to inspire players’ enthusiasm to save the game.”
Yun Ziyu’s thoughts had fully idealized him. After all, such a wise and mighty boss must have deep meaning behind every decision.
“How is that possible? Players aren’t fools. If they see the game is about to shut down, they’ll be even less likely to spend money!”
The Chief Operator was the first to raise doubts. After all, he had watched the game go from its initial boom to its current state of neglect.
In this day and age, once the trend passes, without traffic support, any small-scale anime game would be left by the wayside.
“As expected, most people only see the second level.”
Yun Ziyu shook her head slightly. “I can’t blame you, since I haven’t yet mentioned President Ling’s third requirement: to concentrate our resources on developing a perfect new event and genuinely improve the welfare.”
“The new event and welfare themselves will boost revenue and increase income. When more and more players see the operating funds rising instead of falling, it will definitely create a motivating effect and attract greater attention.”
Yun Ziyu stared firmly into the Chief Operator’s eyes and said, “Our new boss is someone who can turn online public opinion into a takeoff advantage. Can someone of that caliber not understand such a move?”
“I get it. So this is the highest level of mastering traffic? If there’s no traffic, create your own. Other games just shut down, but we’re going against the trend and making a big announcement.”
The Chief Operator couldn’t help but slap the table and stand up. He too felt the feasibility of this approach.
Besides, even if it really failed, he would rather it end in a spectacular fireworks display than a silent disbandment.
“It’s a pity I still can’t see through President Ling’s highest level. Watching him so calm and composed, yet confident of victory, I feel like I’m only on the third level, while he’s on the fifth.”
Recalling the scene of entering the office and conversing with Ling Cheng, Yun Ziyu couldn’t help but sigh. She wanted to get closer to this mysterious new boss, to understand him better.
At this moment, Ling Cheng was lying on his desk, resting his eyes. After all, he had expended too much energy in the past two days, and now he felt numb doing anything.
As for the old game plan of the company, he had just said it offhandedly. He recalled a Japanese case and told Yun Ziyu to give it a try.
Success or failure didn’t matter. He needed to shift his focus to the new game project.
Just as Ling Cheng was about to fall asleep, a message notification woke him again.
The sender was Lin Wanfeng.
Lin Wanfeng: “Boyfriend, shouldn’t you make it up to me?”
Lin Wanfeng: “You disappeared without a word and left me to handle the company matters half the night.”
Ling Cheng suddenly thought: ‘Since I’m already with An Xin, should I tell Lin Wanfeng?’
‘Or should I finish Lin Wanfeng’s task first, then tell her after it’s done?’
While Ling Cheng was still thinking, Lin Wanfeng sent a new message.
Lin Wanfeng: “Forget it. Anyway, since my boyfriend is so dumb, I won’t expect much. But I have two pieces of news: one good, one bad.”
Lin Wanfeng: “Bad news: This company’s current operating costs are too high. Our funds might only last three months, and after three months we still need to pay rent.”
Lin Wanfeng: “Good news… Mother said that if we can work together to solve this crisis, she will stop forcing me. But she still can’t provide much funding for you.”
After reading the messages, Ling Cheng decided to tell Lin Wanfeng after the task was completed.
If successful, he could directly solve Lin Wanfeng’s worries and complete his own task perfectly.
If he told her now, not only would it leak, but he would also risk this Miss giving him a proper punishment.
Miss Lin Wanfeng had said that if he delayed things because of a woman, he would have his spiritual root abolished.
Although the spiritual root had made him extremely tired these past two days, he didn’t want to lose such a precious thing.
While Ling Cheng was thinking, Lin Wanfeng was anxiously waiting for his reply.
As soon as someone from the company reported Ling Cheng’s return, she immediately sent him a message.
Although he had said two days ago that he needed to go out and not to worry, he hadn’t explained properly afterward. She couldn’t help but let her imagination run wild.
Lin Wanfeng repeatedly opened the chat window, impatiently scrolling through the chat history, longing to see a new message appear.
“This dumb boyfriend, why hasn’t he replied to me yet?”
Ling Cheng: “Thank you, Miss, for your great help. Having a partner like you truly moves me.”
Ling Cheng: “As for the company rent, I’ll find a way. I have a rough idea now, and I’ll definitely make you satisfied, Miss.”
The moment Lin Wanfeng saw Ling Cheng’s message, a surge of joy shattered her previous annoyance.
“Since this dummy is thinking so much about me, I’ll let it go.”
Lin Wanfeng showed a sweet smile. She could feel this emotion, and according to movies, it should be called liking.
Lying on her velvet bed, Lin Wanfeng buried her head in the blanket and quietly made a decision: when this matter ends, she would confess her love to him.
A girl confessing to a boy would usually succeed, right?
Lin Wanfeng never hid her feelings. For her, when it was time to act, she would act.
And completing the fake boyfriend task was exactly the best opportunity.
Thinking of that silly fake boyfriend, Lin Wanfeng couldn’t help but show a smile.
She had originally been annoyed about being pressured into marriage, but if the marriage partner was Ling Cheng, she wouldn’t mind.