Rapid Progress

Time flew by, and a week quickly passed.

80% of the employees of the Dream Game Company had committed to the development of Jumping the Line of Fire.

The remaining 20% of the employees were mainly responsible for the maintenance and updates of the previous three games.

As for Real Battlefield 2, no one mentioned it anymore.

Although the Dream Game Company had only been established for four years, it had already formed its own corporate culture. The company was focused, professional, and driven to move upward. Xu Zhi admired this kind of work culture.

In just a week, the framework of Jumping the Line of Fire had been established. At this rate, one month would be more than enough time to develop the game.

In fact, compared to Real Battlefield 2, which required a year's time to develop, developing Jumping the Line of Fire was like playing at beginner's difficulty.

Even many of the codes for the Real Battlefield could be used directly on Jumping the Line of Fire. In addition, the requirements in the art aspect were not high, and the guns were extremely simple, so progress was rapid.

Xu Zhi was also constantly helping to solve various problems. With his advanced thinking, he could correct some small mistakes in time.

Working with Xu Zhi was almost like having the wind in their sails. There were no problems in the research and development process. All they needed was a little bit of time.

In fact, the development of a new game carried a certain risk. However, Xu Zhi who had traveled through time knew how to avoid this risk to a great extent.

In his opinion, the success rate of this new game was close to 100%. Moreover, the trial cost was not high.

Low investment, high return. Anyone would be tempted with results like this.

This week, Xu Zhi not only paid attention to the development of the new game, he also put forward his own opinions on the three previous games of the company.

For Saber 777, launched a nostalgic update under Xu Zhi's instructions, which allowed players to experience the classic, older version of the game. There was no need for any research and development for an update like this. Once this was launched, the server was full, and the revenue that day exceeded three million.

The company's employees were dumbfounded. It was also the first time that they realized that nostalgia could be used as a marketing tool and that it could be used for games.

For Ghost's Dream, Xu Zhi used the experience he gained from his past life and launched a few interesting activities in the game. For a time, it actually stopped the declining trend, and there were even signs of the gaming starting to warm up again.

For Real Battlefield 1. Xu Zhi's team cut down the quality of the game's graphics. Although the number of players dropped for a short while, it increased again after a time.

In just a week, the revenue for the three games started to increase. There was much less discussion and gossip about Xu Zhi after that.

Xu Zhi also transferred people from the operations and marketing departments and set up a new promotion department. He himself was temporarily the head of the department. Without wasting time, he was already in contact with various promotional channels.

Xu Zhi was planning to invest a large sum of money in advertising for Jumping the Line of Fire.

...

The gaming circle was not very large, and at the same time, it could not be said to be small.

The other gaming companies also heard the news of Dream Game Company's change of leadership this week, and some of the well-informed ones even knew that Dream Game Company was going to launch a new game.

Four-nine Gaming Company.

In the dining room, a few department heads were eating and discussing.

Just like Dream Game Company, they were also located in Xijing and were about the same size. Hence, they knew a lot of insider information about Dream Game Company.

"Hey, what do you guys think Dream Game Company is up to these days? I heard that their Real Battlefield 2 has been under development for half a year. Recently, they suddenly stopped and launched another game."

"I heard about it. It's all because of that new President Xu. The original President Qin became pregnant and needed to go home. Apparently, President Xu is her husband. Then, she handed over the management of the entire company to this President Xu. I heard that he's very different from the original President Qin. I heard that President Xu doesn't have any education. He was nothing before, but he rose to the top just by getting President Qin pregnant. He doesn't know how to manage a company, and he doesn't know about games. Isn't this just fooling around?"

"Ah, times have changed. In the past, it was the mother who relied on her son, but now, it's the man who takes over. This is a new era, and the changes are too fast."

"Hahaha..."

"Haha..."

"Hey, don't tell me that there aren't any smart people in their company? I heard that the graphics quality of this new game is very poor. It can't even be compared to their original Real Battlefield 1. I'm afraid it wouldn't even be able to generate fast money. Their company's operations have already been declining this year. It looks like they're really going down this time."

"That woman, she lacks taste and vision. Her company has only been established for four years, and it's already gone downhill. If you ask me, President Xu's rise to the top is probably the intention of President Qin."

"Are you saying that she's going to...?"

"Ah, just concentrate on eating. Eat."

...

Xu Zhi did not know what his peers were saying about him. Ever since he became the company's president, he had been fully occupied with his work every day. He did not have any spare time to think about other miscellaneous things.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when he got off work that day.

Downstairs in the company, Xu Zhi picked up the car keys of the Samurai. Just as he was about to press the unlock button, he suddenly put the keys back into his trouser pocket.

At this time, the sun had already set, but the main streets of the city were not dark under the lights in Xijing City. Neon lights were everywhere.

Xu Zhi walked out of the company gate and looked at the road leading to his home. He let out a long sigh, shrugged his shoulders, and started running.

He did not want to drive today, he just wanted to run.

In fact, in Xu Zhi's heart, he was also under a lot of pressure. As the saying goes, man proposes, but God disposes.

As the president of the company, he had more burdens than anyone else. Running could let him release this pressure.

Although it was a hot summer these few days, in the company, Xu Zhi had been wearing a clean white shirt on his upper body and black trousers on his lower body. As he ran, the sweat on his body gradually soaked his shirt.

Xu Zhi simply took off his shirt and tied it around his waist.

His firm, compact, slightly moist muscles were immediately revealed, and his eight-pack abs were clearly visible.

It was clear that he had been exercising quite a lot recently.

Although it was already nine o'clock in the evening, the city was bustling with people. The nightlife was vibrant here.

Xu Zhi reached a junction with traffic lights, and a crowd was waiting to cross the street. Regardless of whether they were men or women, they looked at Xu Zhi from time to time.

Xu Zhi, who was in his thirties, was at the peak of his manhood. He had a handsome face, and he could pass for a movie star. After taking off his clothes, the muscles on his body were revealed. In addition, after becoming the company's president, he gave off a faintly oppressive aura. Standing in the crowd, he was like a thousand-watt light bulb that had lit up.

The few women looked at Xu Zhi and unconsciously bit their lower lips.

The green light lit up and Xu Zhi passed through the crowd like the wind. There seemed to be sighs behind him.