Chapter 25: Sheep A Sheep

I'll go.

This little girl really has the wealth code.

Where can Bai Ye tolerate this?

Immediately

She took out a banana from the fruit basket on the dining table and stuffed it into her mouth, blocking it tightly.

Two hours later.

Day, blue sky.

Mouldy mildew walked out of the door of the White Night house.

"Damn it, capitalist, vampire!" Mouldy rubbed his knee as he cursed, "I've made so many sacrifices that I've only slightly relaxed the terms of the lost contract."

"In the future, even if I starve to death, jump off the top of the Empire State Building, and die outside, don't ask you to pity me anymore."

Mouldy mold, relying on its own eloquence, still gained some benefits from Bai Ye.

She will modify her contract later.

After her release of three albums, the recording rights for each subsequent album will be granted to her. After her release of six albums, the recording rights for all music will belong to her five years after the release.

This wave of white night is indeed a deadly grip on mold.

Because she had just left the Big Machine Company after the release of her sixth album and joined the embrace of Universal Music, the contract offered to her by Universal - including five albums to be released after the mold, and all recording copyrights will belong to her five years after the music is released. The contract, worth 200 million US dollars, can be considered the most valuable contract in history.

Bai Ye just cashed out the benefits that moldy mold had won for her in the future in advance.

On the surface, Mouldy looks like he's cursing Bai Ye, but in reality, he's quite happy because this is already considered the contract treatment for the top musicians in the industry, which may be almost the same as Michael Jackson.

Bai Ye was also happy, squeezing the remaining value.

This wave is truly a win-win situation.

She still has to thank me!

"Are your knees all red and swollen?"

Worried by mold:

"What should we do? There's still a variety show to attend in the afternoon?"

If someone with a heart sees this, it's strange that the truth cannot be inferred.

"It seems that I can only wear jeans to work in the afternoon."

The white night stands in front of the french window, watching the moldy figure leaving, and smiles slightly.

Of course, he doesn't care about the money earned by the mold. It's not a problem to give her the whole big machine, but if she feeds the mold all at once, her appetite may become bigger and bigger.

Let's hang her with a carrot instead.

In the future, if she comes up with any new tricks, there will be chips to pull her to the limit.

Mouldy mold is very intelligent, ambitious, and has a bloody desire for success.

He doesn't actually dislike the shrewdness of mold, as Pai Daxing said, when it comes to money, no one is right or wrong.

Tianmei Studio.

Andy tried playing a game designed by Bai Ye himself - "A Sheep".

End.

Andy's eyes are complex and difficult to see.

"Bai Ye, are you really sure that this game can make money?"

Andy feels that this game is too low.

"You are a highly intelligent elite, and of course it feels very low to play. However, this game is designed for the general public."

Bai Ye shrugged and said:

"Of course, there is no hope that this game can become a phenomenal game like World of Warcraft. It is just a one-time game with a rapid production process, controlling the audience's psychology, and heavily introducing advertisements."

"Players may curse at them, but they hold their hearts tightly. Its essence is to use the slot machine effect, which attracts people into the pit with its low threshold and high energy consumption characteristics, like a 'wolf in sheep's clothing' eroding users' time and mentality."

Is "A Sheep" low? It's really low.

But it's also true to make money.

In the previous life of Bai Ye, this game deducted the distribution company's share and earned 40 million yuan in ten days.

What level is this at?

For example, a Huaxia listed company has a passing profit level of approximately 30 million yuan per year.

Of course, in order to adapt to the changes in America, Bai Ye has undergone localization transformation, so it should be possible to make money.

"Okay, anyway, our investment is not too big, as long as you like it."

Andy said.

When she worked on Wall Street, she wasn't in charge of the gaming business and didn't understand much about gaming.

I have heard of the "R strategy" evolutionary algorithm: using ultra-low quality to reduce the probability of hitting popular products, and then quickly squeezing out the value to monetize.

But this is a stroke of luck.

Andy doesn't really like to rely on luck to do business because her luck has never been good.

"Believe me, that's right," Bai Ye emphasized. "This is a game that I carefully designed (copied) and attacked."

Andy no longer wants to discuss this issue:

"On the channels of Apple, Google, Facebook, and others, I have already negotiated for you to split it into three or seven."

"How come it's only seven floors?"

White night disdains.

"The seventh floor belongs to someone else!" Andy glanced at Bai Ye and said, "Do you really don't understand, or are you pretending not to understand? These three floors are still the top treatment of the Osborne family's halo above your head."

"We finally came up with a clever idea. We spent money to make things, took risks, and ended up giving them seven layers of income. So, I can't just kneel down and beg for food?"

"If you say that, playing games is like kneeling down to beg for food."

"Damn it." Bai Ye cursed and said, "Let's establish our own channel in the future and not hang out with that group of vampires."

"Alright, do you think we can build the channel? Their conditions are really good," Andy said. "For Osborne's sake, they are willing to give us this game and give us more traffic."

Soon.

The game has been launched.

The channel merchants still gave some face, but not much.

At the beginning of the game, the popularity was not high.

It made the day and night a bit empty.

He certainly knew that games like "A Sheep", "Synthetic Watermelon", and "Jump Jump" could survive, not only because of the exquisite design of the game itself, but also because of the support of traffic. Both are indispensable.

Shouldn't my luck really be that bad, but unfortunately, this localized version of "A Sheep" fell into my own hands?

After thinking about it.

Bai Ye first sent a message to Mouldmold.

Meimou is applying facial mask at home after finishing the day's work.

Seeing the message from Bai Ye, I immediately became interested.

At Bai Ye's house, when the two of them discussed her new contract, in addition to the sacrifices she made, Bai Ye also asked her to help and promote a small game newly developed by his game company.

"Promotion, right? I'm really good at it."

Moushi was so excited that she opened her Twitter account and wrote a tweet:

"I got bored at home and played this newly released game, @ Sheep Sheep. This game is too difficult, isn't it? I played it for half a day but didn't pass the level, is it really a game with intellectual disabilities? I don't know which idiot designed this kind of game. And the owner of this game company must also be a brainwashed idiot, idiot, and trash, who really dares to make this game with intellectual disabilities."

Bai Ye: "..."

[I see you little rascal, it's like Ouyang lost his side...]