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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 · perkotaan
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803 Chs

Chapter 122: Annual Awards Gala!_1

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"What should we do?" Ke Yu's mind raced.

Previously, the company was not big enough, and the number one player had developed so many games, of which Dad had probably only heard of "Pubg" at most.

Or rather, he might not even know the name 'Pubg', at best knowing the phrase 'Winner winner, chicken dinner'.

He usually wouldn't take the initiative to find out about games.

It was fairly easy for the siblings to keep it a secret.

But what kind of stage is the annual arts festival?

Just the live broadcast reservations have exceeded 3 million+.

Even if not that many people show up on the day of the broadcast, breaking a million online viewers would be a cakewalk.

Even if Dad doesn't watch the live stream.

Some aunt or uncle in the family is bound to see it.

Once they do, the cat's out of the bag.

"How about letting Director Gou go on stage to accept the award?" Ke Jin pondered for a moment before responding.