Number One Game Designer

In the negotiations between Fang Xi and Ren, Ren was obviously disadvantaged.

The biggest difference is that Fang Xi has more confidence in Ren than Ren himself.

This is also impossible. In the Ren's home machine market, no matter how latecomers think of Willu, it is a bad move. Ren's Willu development is built on the basis of will, but the host of this generation of Will has its own capabilities. Not enough injuries. As a result, Ren’s decision-making team did not see this. They insisted on Will’s injuries and got on the console of Willu’s generation, and then they almost died violently, completely destroying Will’s accumulated market and users. Of giving away.

Looking at it now and guessing, the Ren's at that time might not have guessed the speed of skill development; might not be aware of the limitations of the hardware on the game performance; might not realize that their Willu himself did not figure it out. Positioning; In short, Ren's was completely defeated on the latest generation of consoles.

Therefore, on this new host, Ren was cautious. Fang Xi guessed that their internal expectations might only be part of the hope to restore the glory of the will era, but they did not expect that the NINTENDOSWITCH, which was born after the fuzzification of home and handheld computers, would succeed. They fought a turnaround and sold more than 37 million units in one and a half years, which is one-third of the life cycle of Ren's best-selling home machine will.

Although not the best result, Fang Xi feels that it is the best time to raise conditions with Ren. You don’t have confidence, I do!

In the end, an room video or a conference call-in short, the old man did not keep himself in the house for too long, and of course he also brought Ren's reply when he came out:

"We agreed to your terms." Anshi's old face was pale, and he no longer had the attitude of smiling when he first came to Hongyi. Fang Xi guessed that he must have been ridiculed by Ren's other directors and bosses in that meeting room. These are all gifts from Fang Xi, and in the end he still needs Fang Xi to convey Ren's opinions and negotiate terms.

Fang Xi almost felt that he was a heinous villain, and sympathized with the old man a little bit, and he had just encouraged her granddaughter to stand on his own from the Ren family.

"I'm really a good person." This is Fang Xi's definition of himself.

And here the topic is still turned back to the conversation:

"So, what are your requirements of me?" This is what Fang Xi is interested in.

"Our condition is that the first game of the new console requires a first exclusive game of Hongyi, and the president specifies that it must be the first game of "Assassin"."

"The first release of "Assassin"?" Fang Xi shook his head, and Hongyi didn't have its own platform:

"This is impossible. We can't put our Honghu platform without going to the starting yard for your new aircraft."

"About this." Amricular tremor said tremblingly:

"I also put forward my own opinions, but the president insisted on this condition. The final concession is that you can not ask for "Spring and Autumn", but you must require your company to have a game exclusively on our new machine."

Is this...

Fang Xi folded his arms and fell into deep thought.

In their opinion, Ren's condition is not excessive, or even a little sincere, because he does not ask for "Spring and Autumn", but only wants Hongyi to make another one. Fang Xi understands this feeling, but...

"But if the performance of your new machine is mobile, IMHO, even if I agree, both of us may not be satisfied with the final product, because it will be restricted by performance and cannot be the best of the Assassin series. The point of play is revealed."

Fang Xi answered very sincerely, which is also his true inner thoughts.

"Your company's Okinawa, they should have tried the game, you might as well ask their opinions." Fang Xi suggested.

"Moreover." Fang Xi looked at the sky: "It's already late today, I think you might as well go to the hotel first? It's OK to discuss specific matters tomorrow."

"Furthermore." Fang Xi looked at Amuro's pale face again, his trembling legs a little bit unbearable:

"And you should take a break, too."

This kind of discussion is a running-in process, and it is destined not to go too smoothly, and Amuro also nodded in agreement.

...

For Fang Xi, as the company gradually grows, some small functions of the Reaper server space have gradually become useless.

For example, one person can do a lot of work explosively in a space, but now boss Fang waved his hand, and there are thousands of employees under him going through fire and water, using this function to exhaust himself to death and let the employees enjoy the good fortune? I'm very mentally retarded to think about it, pass!

There are also some other sporadic small functions that can be completed in the real world now, so overall, for Fang Xi, the death server has become a dedicated Hongyi like the name of this thing. server.

As for the server, this server is really nothing compared to it. Super fast unparalleled calculation speed, astonishing internet speed, as well as data storage, processing, correction, and monitoring of abnormal data, that is, cheating players. Overall there is too much worry.

Among them, the one that helped me the most was the Reaper's lottery. The problem is that I still can't figure out the law of Reaper's appearance.

According to what Grim Reaper said earlier, what he did in this world is that this stuff is just a pastime in the TV series. When he makes him happy, he will reward some extra props, but this standard makes him happy... He always knows a hammer, and even if he knows he is not interested in pleasing an irresponsible father of death, so in general it is still useless.

Speaking of irresponsible fatherhood... Fang Xi looked at the joyous babble crawling at his feet, and then looked at the magnificent surroundings, which were realized as if the space of the **** of death in the heaven and earth clubhouse was a little bit Fu-e, I sometimes worry that this little **** of death is lonely in it, and now it seems that I'm having a very happy life.

[Recently, I was a drunk and gold fan] Babbling and holding cards.

Boss Fang helped his forehead, so what happened to your underage **** of death here...

It seems that I should be okay to come in and take care of the underage children. Otherwise, when the **** of death comes to pick up the children, it will be terrible to find that the living habit of the middle-aged human boss is the same. After all, that person is also a **** of death anyway...

[Human desires are too boring, it's all stimuli from the senses] Yeah raise the card again.

Fang Xi held his forehead again, well, it seems that even if it is a minor death, he is also a death, not to be underestimated, not to be underestimated.

[But I recently discovered a fun thing] The babbling card with black letters on the white background is very fun and it is particularly circled.

"Fun...thing?"