===27 You have to admit even if you're clearly screwed===

"What? You'll be able to make the console this afternoon?"

"Should be able to produce at least twenty units by this afternoon?"

"I'll take them all! As long as I can have them all today, I can buy your consoles in full right now."

Hearing Take Youxing give him a brief overview of the company's current situation, Ota Masa decided without hesitation to buy the twenty or so consoles immediately.

He had already taken out half a million dollars in cash from his wallet, and he was already planning to go to a nearby bank to withdraw the money immediately.

He had no intention of bargaining at all.

He did not expect Ota to be so generous.

But he soon realised what the other party had in mind.

The game machine should be very popular by now, and children or many adults were already interested in this new entertainment product.

So, wait until a month later, perhaps his side should be able to have a good income by the time it is officially released.

Until now, Bamboo Tour Star was planning to use the entertainment hall as a promotional channel.

It was free of charge, and people were paying them back, so this kind of publicity opportunity was rare.

At the same time, he also thinks that Ota Masaya is quite a shrewd guy, he can immediately realise the value of this thing, and is also very action-oriented, and can't wait to approach himself, just to make more money in the first place.

Working with people like that is most enjoyable, dry and straightforward.

Still, for now, Take Youxing was going to give Ota Masa a precautionary shot: "Ota-kun, my advice is not to add to the purchase, because we are about to have mass production next, and as long as you can wait a week, you will be able to buy the console for 100,000, and in another two weeks, you will be able to buy it for 50,000, and in another month, the price will be even cheaper. "

The thing cost just over two thousand yen anyway, so even if you sold it for five thousand yen a piece, the interest would be doubled.

"No, I want it now, but not more than that, twenty-five units, at most, will be enough." Ota was shaking his head.

He knew better than anyone how horrible the revenue this thing brought in was now.

Take Yusei's suggestion might be a good one, after a week it would save one hundred thousand yen a console, and that would be like saving a million.

But sometimes making money is a race against time.

He could see how saving a million now could result in two million less in a week.

It's so popular now, but in a week's time it could change and these kids will get bored of it.

So even if a game machine cost two hundred thousand dollars now, he decided to buy it.

"Well then, I guess you can pick it up before the end of the afternoon."

If he hadn't been in the way, Ota Masa was now planning to go up and help assemble the machine himself, without having to pay a commission salary.

There was just no way that Takeshi would let him help out either.

Suddenly, he thought of the story of a boss who went into a factory and screwed up a machine, which was more or less similar to the current scene.

In the afternoon, Rimi Honda and the others came to work as promised. Whenever a person passed by Masa Ota, Masa Ota would enthusiastically hand each of them a cigarette or a bottle of water or a dessert or something, and kept saying that they had worked hard for you, and that they were counting on you for everything.

This confused Rimi Honda and the others, who thought that the bald man was a shareholder of the company.

After some training given to them by Takeshi Yusei earlier, they were able to divide up the assembly work individually.

Ari Hayasawa, who didn't have much to do, also ran up to help assemble the game machine.

When she found out that she could get an extra 500 yen for assembling one, she couldn't resist.

No matter what she said, she had to go up and help.

She had no choice but to let her go, at least for a short time, as she would only be responsible for optimising the console's hardware.

He then stayed downstairs and continued to work on his G.I. Joe by himself at his desk, tapping away at his computer and working on his G.I. Joe.

His G.I. Joe was already halfway done, and it should be ready in a few days' time.

All that was left was to find an artist to add some original artwork to the game and everything would be done.

In fact, the first generation of G.I. Joe was not particularly attractive to players at first, and the reason for its success was somewhat coincidental.

But the second and third generations pretty much set the pace for role-playing games and set the template.

Many subsequent games have been optimised in the shadow of G.I. Joe.

For example, the branching system, equipment, leveling, cave exploration, random enemy encounters and so on.

And of course the story itself has a certain appeal.

TakeYouStar's intention is to use the core of the first generation's storyline and add the optimized game template from the second and third generations to create a G.I. Joe that is full of gameplay right from the start, taking the best from the worst and improving the graphics a little bit to make the characters look a little more vivid.

It's just that it will consume more hair and knock out more code, but it's better than the 3A games that can only be produced by hundreds of people in later generations.

Ota Masaya, who had nothing to do but wait for the console to be assembled, came over to Takeshi's side and looked curiously at the dense code on the computer screen.

He felt only a blur of eyes as he looked at the codes, and only the occasional game screen popped up to allow him to recover a little.

"Takehiro-kun, may I ask what this is?"

Ota was noticing that those game screens didn't seem to have anything to do with Super Mario, and once again the businessman's keen sense of smell led him to something.

"This, ah, is a new game, a console doesn't just run one game, I plan to have some more games, some more selectivity, just like a TV show, there's always someone who likes this and someone who likes that."

Ota Masa immediately lit up when he heard that.

Takeshi Yusei's explanation had been straightforward.

Indeed, he had noticed that a small number of children passing by in his entertainment hall came in with curiosity and watched others play Super Mario before leaving of their own accord for a short time.

He could see that there were some children who really weren't interested in Super Mario either.

But there were only about three or four of them.

This is a side note to how high the quality of the game itself is.

It was almost the equivalent of a TV show that was a hit, with over ninety percent of the kids loving the game.

And now Bamboo Tour Star says it will also have more games, which means the audience will be even bigger.

Also, kids who might have gotten a little bored with playing Super Mario will be interested in new games again, just like they are interested in new TV shows.

That way, the revenue his console could bring in would be even higher!

"Takehiro-kun, this game, is it included in the console that will be made later?"

Takenyou Hoshi turned back and gave a kind expression, "Sorry, no, you'll have to buy this separately."

Masa Ota: "..."

This smile was not kind no matter how you looked at it.

Instead, it was full of treachery.

"So ... do I need to buy just one copy or ..."

"One copy for one machine."

"And how much is one copy? Takehiro-kun?" Ota Masa suddenly felt as if he was being a bit humble.

But it was clearly a seller's market now, and he would have nothing to do if Takeyu Xing did not offer his own product.

Because up until now, it didn't seem like anyone else was doing the same thing as TakeYouSing.

"Compared to the console you bought, the game is actually quite cheap, and I'm not going to screw you over in that regard, after all, I'd be willing to do business with you all the time if I could, and, are you interested in doing bigger business?"

Masa Ota's heart suddenly pounded a few times.

But the long-suffering man doesn't show it on his expression.

"Big business? What kind of big business?"

"About, that is, a big business of several tens of billions of dollars in size." Bamboo Youxing turned his head back to look at the computer screen, checking for errors in the code, while speaking lightly.

It was as if a few tens of billions was not at all a figure to be particularly concerned about.

Ota Masa was suddenly in high spirits.