You call this entrepreneurship?

Chapter 59 Golden Keyboard Award
When George heard that Qin Shaoyan wanted to win a prize for himself, he didn't react for a while.

"You want to get your own prize?"

"That's right." Qin Shaoyan thought for a while and smoothed out his thoughts, "Hey, I'm really a genius."

If you wait for an award, you may not be able to get one. Even if you are qualified for an award, you still don’t know how long it will take to wait?

So, why not get it right in one step.

Just create your own award and award it to yourself.

Would that be complete?
The plan works!

"We should create a new award." Qin Shaoyan looked at George seriously, "The gaming industry has a Golden Joystick Award, so let's create a Golden Keyboard Award."

"Are you crazy?" George felt that Qin Shaoyan must have been drunk.

"I will come out to choose first this time. You don't want to choose now. I will give Half-Life 2 next year. This arrangement should be reasonable." Qin Shaoyan said eloquently, "Let's set up a selection committee."

"Gabor and George are going to come in as judges, and then call Bram Cohen and let him have his name."

Qin Shaoyan calculated it and felt that the number of people was still small, and the names were not enough. He suddenly raised his head and looked at George, "Who else do you know in the game industry?"

George looked horrified, "What are you going to do?"

Qin Shaoyan said to himself: "Send them an email to ask. If they don't object, they will be named in the selection committee. They don't have to attend."

"Call Gabour when the awards are presented. You must have a trophy, a gold-plated keyboard, and a certificate. That should be enough."

"In addition, we will set up several similar awards, such as Best Design, Best Music, Most Popular Game, Best Story, and Best Action. There will be two nominations for each award, and the bonus will be around 100,000 US dollars."

"Then we will create a Golden Mouse Award to select the worst games."

George looked at Qin Shaoyan's appearance, was stunned for a long time, and asked tentatively: "John, are you serious?"

"Of course, I'm serious." Qin Shaoyan's eyes shined, "George, don't you think this is cool?"

George thought for a while, "It's cool, but it doesn't sound serious..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just planning to have one or two games anyway." Qin Shaoyan said with a smile, "The game is just for fun."

George felt that this was correct. If John wanted to do it, then just do it. Just treat it as a prank.

This proposal also aroused G Fat's interest. The next day he personally sent an email to the producers he knew, asking them if they were willing to have some fun.

Valve employees also responded positively and voluntarily participated in the preparations for the "Golden Keyboard Award" award ceremony.

A craftsman bought a keyboard, sprayed it with gold paint, and engraved "PC game NO.1!"

Qin Shaoyan thought it was too immodest and asked the craftsman to add "China" in front of it.

The trophy is also purely handmade. Fatty G made a small valve as the base and welded a ball on it. He also disliked the fact that it was bare and unsightly, so he added two wings.

Finally, the craftsman welded a brand on the base of the trophy and wrote "Plants vs. Zombies".

Just like that, the trophies, prizes and certificates were all collected.

A group of people gathered together with smiles on their faces and watched Fatty G stuff the trophy certificate into Qin Shaoyan's arms.

Well, it's very perfunctory and sloppy.

Qin Shaoyan didn't care and just made do with it.

A pheasant prize, what kind of bicycle do you want?

Of course, taking group photos is indispensable.

……

Yanjing, near Zhongguancun.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the door of Sentinel Technology Co., Ltd. was opened.

Hong Fei pushed open the glass door and just stepped in, when a dark wind blew over him, making him shiver all over. "Fuck." Hong Fei quickly put on a long-sleeved shirt and felt a little better.

Although I said that Yanjing will not be so hot after the eleventh day, but now that I have entered the company, I feel like a cold palace, and the coldness penetrates people.

I have been with the company for almost two months. Everything is fine here, but I always feel like something is wrong in this office.

When I work overtime at night, I always feel a chill behind me, and there are always strange sounds in the middle of the night.

In Internet companies, it is common to stay up late and work overtime.

Logically speaking, there are several young men in the company, so they have nothing to fear.

But they are always a little suspicious, and they don't dare to stay too much at night recently. They all leave when they get off work.

Now the boss is not at home, there is not much work in the company, and Hong Fei is not willing to spend time here.

Hong Fei frowned when he thought of this. Mr. Qin said he was going to the United States to find a publisher. He had been gone for more than a month.

There was no news in the meantime, people in the company gradually became unstable, and several young men were not in a good state.

Hong Fei has also begun to wonder in the past two days, is Mr. Qin running away because he owes money?

Although the company has been paying wages on time, the finance department told Hong Fei privately that the company seemed to be running out of money.

The company's funds were tight and the boss was nowhere to be seen, so Hong Fei felt a little panicked.

Just when Hong Fei was distracted, two programmers from the campus network came in carrying breakfast, and their muttering voices came over.

"I heard the aunt on the street said that this place was originally a haunted house."

"Ah, you can't?"

"Why not? Auntie said that everyone around here knows that there was a murder case here, and seven or eight members of the family died here, and they were still quartered."

"Fuck! This, this..." Xu Lei was startled and froze on the spot. "I told you why I feel weird at night."

"Me too." Li Le said with some fear, "I stupidly worked the night shift here before. When I heard about this, I was scared to death."

"No." Xu Lei was a little panicked, "How can the boss rent a haunted house as an office?"

"What else could be the reason?" Li Le sighed, "It's cheap. I couldn't rent it out here before. The boss paid several thousand yuan a month to rent it. Otherwise, in this location, I wouldn't be able to rent it for less than 20,000 to 30,000 yuan."

"What's going to happen next?" Xu Lei shuddered, "Why do you have to work the night shift?"

The two were chatting enthusiastically when Chen Guangxia came over and said, "What are you two talking about? Go back and fix the bug!"

"Okay, Senior Brother Chen." The two of them hurried back to their workstations and checked the backend error records while eating breakfast.

Chen Guangxia walked to Hong Fei's side and coughed, "Mr. Hong, is there any news from Mr. Qin recently?"

"No." Hong Fei shook his head and asked, "Did he call you?"

"No." Chen Guangxia frowned and said, "I wonder what happened to Mr. Qin in the United States? Why is there no movement at all?"

Hong Fei held the water glass and said nothing.

"Teacher Hong, let me tell you something." Chen Guangxia said seriously, "It's time to expand the campus network server, but there is no money in the account."

"Ah?!" Hong Fei was startled, "What's going on?"

Chen Guangxia coughed and seemed to hesitate to speak.

"Um, Teacher Hong..."

Before Chen Guangxia finished speaking, Hong Fei's cell phone rang.

Hong Fei was overjoyed when he saw the number, "It's Mr. Qin!"

(End of this chapter)