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I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!

Ke Jin transmigrated into an era where gaming was in utter chaos. Everyone here deeply believed in the notion of buying happiness with money, as game companies ran wild with various schemes to trick and force players to spend. As a game enthusiast from his past life, Ke Jin felt like he was in a world without sunlight. Luckily, he obtained the Free Game Production System! Players could get the ultimate reward of the "Complete Collection of All Game Design Schemes" without spending a single cent! Not spending money? How hard could that be? Heap on the benefits! Give away 50 consecutive draws during the summer heatwave! Give away 100 draws on the second day after the server opens! Due to the game reaching 50 daily active users, we are issuing a cool skin set originally priced at 999! The planner's niece just turned 17 years and three months plus 7 days old, so we're giving away 50,000 crystals! My sincerity is almost flooding the players. Surely nobody will spend now, right? Secretary: Mr. Ke, good news! Our newly launched game has just reached over a hundred million in daily transaction volume on its first day! Ke Jin: Huh? How is that good news... No, what about the other game? The one where we give full 100-99 discount vouchers upon starting, isn't its sales terrible? Looking puzzled, the secretary said while anticipating the boss's reaction: They've been shouting things like 'what a conscientious company' and 'if we don't spend, they'll go bankrupt,' so they just topped up. That game sold a whopping one hundred million copies globally. Congratulations on making a billion! "......" At 3:30 a.m., lying in bed, Ke Jin was wide awake, unable to sleep. He posted a status: Please, I beg you, stop spending. You guys are really making it hard for me... Player: Understood, Mr. Ke is hinting life is hard, brothers, let's step up! Charge it!

Chen Tang Resting on the Moon · Urban
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286 Chs

Chapter 73: Pubg Livestream, Sneaking on Air!_2

Translator: 549690339

What matters is that, in his current status as the person in charge of a top 100 global company, it would be utterly impossible for him to do those things that are meaningless to him because of something his daughter said.

Moreover, in his eyes, his daughter had always been a child who had not yet grown up.

The time when he had the most contact with his daughter was when she was seven or eight years old, running after him and tenderly calling out "Daddy."

Such a little girl would be too easily immersed in her own emotions when making judgments.

But soon, Yuan Qiaoqing's next line.

Caused Yuan Wencheng to freeze on the spot.

"Or are you like that now, Dad? Have you bullied many people in business, forcing many to lose their jobs?"

Her words pierced right into Yuan Wencheng's heart, causing his pupils to tremble uncontrollably.

This was a question he could not answer.