Chapter 233: It's you who played!

There was a jubilation inside Long Yuan.

The bold and generous Boss Wang directly gave the employees of the production team a bonus equivalent to two years' wages, and then waved his hand and arranged for them to go on a vacation to a seaside island. More than one employee immediately fainted with excitement

. On Bo Game's side, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. The employees didn't dare to speak loudly recently, and they walked with their heads down and their hands lightly on their feet, for fear of being caught by a depressed boss and scolding them to vent their emotions.

In the conference room, all the high-level executives of the brainwave game were there. Many people were smoking cigarettes to relieve their anxiety, and the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

The entire conference room was shrouded in smoke, and there was no intention to open the windows for ventilation.

Steven's eyes were slack and expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And Sit's expression was also ugly, he wrapped his arms around his chest and remained silent.

"Bang Bang".

A soft knock sounded on the door.

Everyone looked out the door nervously.

Steven frowned, his thinking gradually returned to reality, and the

secretary came in with a hoarse voice, holding a document, and couldn't help but "cough" and choked.

Steven looked at the secretary's blurred face from behind the smoke. I don't know if it was his delusion, but he read a bit of pity in the secretary's eyes. Are you okay?" The secretary

swallowed, not daring to face Steven again, and carefully placed the document on the table. "Manager, the report is here."

Someone immediately asked impatiently, "How is it, has the sales come out?"

He looked at Steven hesitantly, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Looking at his expression, Steven knew that this week's data must not be very good, and took a deep breath, "Don't go yet, let's read the report to everyone."

Everyone stared at the secretary nervously, and they asked, "Tell me, how many sales have exceeded 2 million in the first week?"

"How much is the turnover?" "How

about the retention rate?

" Let's talk about sales first."

The first-day sales of Heroes Battlefield was 600,000 copies.According to the original estimate, sales in the first week will be at least 3 million copies.

But now everyone has long abandoned this expectation, and two million can be thankful.

The secretary's lips twitched, and it took a long time before he said "1.2 million copies."

Steven sighed silently. He knew more than others. panic.

One of the fatter executives reacted violently, clutching his chest, rolling his eyes and fainting. The meeting room was in chaos.

"He's dying, call an ambulance"

"It's not that serious, maybe he didn't eat in the morning. Did someone bring some candy to feed him?"

"Open the window, maybe the smoke is too stuffy and he can't breathe"

" Hurry up and press his chest." A

group of people surrounded the fat executive and beat him continuously, feeding him candy and pressing, so that he could relax.

After the fat executive woke up, he was still crying and crying, "My stocks, my dividends, my money.

" Whoever did not order the company's stock

originally expected that the game of Heroes Battlefield would increase the company's market value, so that they could pay more dividends at the end of the year.

This time, it seems that the value of the stock will shrink greatly, and the year-end bonus is estimated to be in vain.

Some people think of "what about running water?"

League of Legends skins are so expensive, and it is said that there are 200 million running water in the first week.

Their game charging model is more reasonable, and the skins are not too expensive. The income from the game itself and the skins should not be too bad

. The secretary replied, "Twenty million gold dollars."

Everyone's expressions improved a little.

20 million gold dollars is almost like 1.5 billion Huaxia coins.

Not a complete failure.

After all, Hero Battlefield has a first-mover advantage. If the follow-up operations keep up, there may be a turnaround.

"What about player retention?"

Someone asked the most crucial question.

Everyone couldn't help but stare at the secretary.

The player retention rate determines whether the hero battlefield has the value of rescue.

Just like a restaurant, it doesn't matter if there are not many customers when a restaurant first opened. If there are frequent repeat customers, it means that the customers think the taste is good and they are willing to come back. It is worth continuing to operate.

If there are not many customers and few repeat customers, it is better to close the door as soon as possible.

The secretary tremblingly said, "75 for the next day; 50 for the 3rd; 24 for the 7th."

The fat executive who had just woken up again clutched his chest and fainted, foaming at the corners of his mouth.

"He's really dying, call an ambulance"

"It's over, I'm uncomfortable too, take me to the hospital together."

Steven, who was originally drenched in water, broke the last string and suddenly revealed a very hideous expression. With an expression on his face, he pointed at Sitter and scolded,

"Sit, you jerk, just because of your arrogance, ruined the heroic battlefield."

Sit was frowning in thought when he was suddenly scolded by Steven. Bewildered, and then also angry, patted the table and stood up, condescendingly "Steven, you shit, the failure of Hero Battlefield has a bird relationship with me, because League of Legends did well, not Hero Battlefield did badly, understand. "Well, "

Steven also stood up, poking Sit in the face fiercely, "Yeah, so what qualifications do you have to look down on Chinese people, and dare to speak madly on TT If it wasn't for your stupid speech, League of Legends? It won't be time to start the server with us, if it starts a month later, the sales of Hero Battlefield will be ten times better than it is now."

Sit was furious and slapped him fiercely, "You bastard, a person who doesn't understand games and only knows sales has the right to point fingers at me"

Steven was slapped, his face suddenly red and swollen, His eyes were unbelievable, and then he became even more angry, "You spicy chicken, I really don't know how to repent, I was helping you smooth things out at that time."

Similarly, a powerful slap slapped Sit with a loud "pop" and directly hit Sit. There was blood oozing out of the corner of the staggered

Sit's mouth, but instead he laughed, and his speech was a little unclear, "You seem to be fighting, I seem to go to the gym every month.

" He flew upside down, hit two chairs, jumped over, straddled Steven, punched him, and beat him to a

bruised face , wanted to pull the two apart

, "Stop fighting, stop fighting"

"You guys don't fight anymore"

suddenly someone suggested, "I think Steven is right, this unfortunate thing called Seater. The culprit this time ruined all our bonuses this year, let's beat him together." The

meeting room fell silent, and the people who were about to fight stopped, looked at each other, and slowly rolled up their sleeves.

Sit noticed the weird silence, and looked at the approaching people a little bit confusedly, "You guys are kidding, it's a legal society, understand ?

" I

owe you."

"Anyway, I won't be able to get rid of my anger if I don't beat you up. You bitch made a bunch of us miserable .

"

The fierce screams were ignored, and he just collapsed on the chair, muttering and repeating the words "cold, cold, really cold"