Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   "What are you still arguing about?!" The supervisor immediately became annoyed in the channel.

   "This kid wants to borrow a knife to kill someone, and he uses us as a weapon!!"

   "Let's provoke those companies, it's a ghost who can do such a difficult job!"

   "But, this is not an option now." Someone said with a bitter face.

  Don't look at how lively the venue is now, it's all the freshness and excitement brought by Fengyun Studio games.

  But when the enthusiasm slowly subsides, so many people gather in such a narrow place, it is definitely not a good phenomenon.

   After waiting for a long time, impatient players can do anything.

   In that case, this game festival will really be reduced to a joke.

  The supervisor gritted his teeth, "Cunning foreigner..."

  Beside the Fengyun booth.

  Old Mo and Yun Feng looked at the staff in front of them holding the headset and whispering all the time. Just from the pale and uncertain expressions on their faces, they knew how intense the discussion was.

   "I said, are you really sure that the other party will agree to such an absurd thing?" Lao Mo quietly leaned into Yun Feng's ear and asked.

   "It's hard to say, it doesn't cost money to try." Yun Feng shrugged.

  Old Mo: "..."

  Do you dare to try this kind of request? Now the organizer probably has torn your mood.

  Yun Feng just smiled and said nothing.

   Actually, it doesn't matter whether the other party agrees or not, the key is that he must make this request in front of so many people.

   In this way, there are many people who are contributing to the flames...

   "I also think that the utilization rate of Biyu's booth is too low, why don't we change it to that side." At this time, the person in charge of the next booth suddenly jumped out.

  Very supportive of Yunfeng's proposal.

   "Me too. Anyway, the wrong booth allocation is your organizer's responsibility. Isn't it natural to make up for it now?" Another sullen voice sounded.

   "Second second."

  In just a short while, the communication between Yunfeng and the organizer obviously didn't have much fanfare, but the news still quickly spread to the ears of the game companies in the entire venue.

  And these irrelevant people in charge actually joined in with their hands and feet in agreement, as if they also had the right to make decisions.

   Obviously, this is not a whim.

  These game companies are just here for fun. Anyway, they can make competitors fight each other, which is only good for them and not bad for them.

  There are not a few people who have such thoughts in their hearts.

   Around the booth, the bustling players gradually quieted down.

   Then small groups of small groups of discussions could be vaguely heard.

   "So, it seems that Fengyun and Biyu had a bet at the game conference before?"

   "Hiss~! Really, I'm so happy, this doesn't invite the other party out to talk about it."

   "I feel that Fengyun Studio's game beats those three game companies this time, which is completely incomparable."

   "Tsk tsk, if this happens, the face of that side will be humiliated. The other party didn't even take it seriously before."

   "It's useless to occupy such a big booth, just let it out."

  The staff stared dumbfounded at the increasingly weird atmosphere in the arena, and a mood of watching the excitement permeated the crowd.

   This is not a response to everyone, it can also be said that it is what everyone expects.

   Could it be that there is a problem with his own thinking, and Yun Feng's proposal is really a good solution?

   This idea only passed in my mind for a moment, and the staff quickly shook their heads and drove it out, looking in horror at the smiling young man in front of him.

  He understood that the other party didn't want to take advantage of the organizer at all.

  The other party wanted to use the momentum of the entire venue to force out all the people from those companies!

  If Frank and the others kept silent and pretended to be dead, then Yun Feng would have nothing to do with them.

  But in the current situation, as long as the three of them show up, Yunfeng can use the introduction left on the game festival day to completely discredit the three families!

  This is much more effective than hitting several companies in the game market.

  Yunfeng's calculation is exactly this.

  Whether the organizer agrees or not is not the point. As long as you wake up other people and let them talk about what happened at the game conference that day, then you and others will stand at the commanding heights of public opinion.

  And under the pressure on the organizer here, on the other side, if you don’t come out, you have to come out.

  Whether the organizer agrees to change the booth or not is a secondary matter.

   "Well, am I right?"

  In the management room of the three Ubisoft companies, the man in the high collar who suddenly appeared before sneered at the three of Frank.

   "You have been forced to have no way out now, as long as you agree to my conditions, it will be beneficial to both of us."

  Frank's face was ashen. He didn't expect Fengyun Studio to be so scary, blocking them in a dead corner in just a few steps.

  Now the stadium site has become a prison surrounding them.

   Take another step back, and their prestige will plummet.

   "Okay! I promise you!" Frank's eyes were red.

   "What are you going to do?"

   "It's very simple." The man showed a smile that got what he wanted.

   "Advance through retreat..."

  The host side.

  Everyone was a little overwhelmed, feeling that the initiative was completely out of their side.

   "I don't agree!" The supervisor viciously stubbed out a cigarette.

   "How can this studio be allowed to do whatever it wants in the game industry."

   "But in this situation, there is no other way..." Someone said hesitantly.

   "That doesn't work either!" The supervisor raised his eyebrows. "You need to know..."

  The supervisor wanted to say something, when suddenly an abrupt phone ringing echoed in the room.

  Everyone was silent, mobile phones are not allowed in this room, of course, there are some exceptions.

  The supervisor glanced at the name of the caller on the phone, his expression changed, and he took a few steps away to connect.

   "Hello, yes, yes..." The supervisor replied to the other end of the phone with a slightly respectful voice.

   "I understand." Then, the supervisor cut off the phone and his expression returned to calm.

   "I've made a decision." The supervisor said calmly.

   Everyone raised their hearts.

  …

   "Okay, since you guys want to switch booths, come on!"

  In the quiet venue, Frank's cold voice suddenly sounded.

  Everyone was in an uproar, and when the crowd parted, I saw Frank and the others coming from the booth with normal expressions.

   "Huh?" Yun Feng frowned.

  The other party's reaction was beyond his expectation.

   "Frank, what do you mean?"

  Yun Feng secretly became vigilant, the other party's reaction was different from what was planned.

   "Hehe, it's very simple." Frank sneered, "If you want my booth, come and get it."

  Beside Yunfeng, Lao Mo raised his eyebrows, "Is there such a good thing?"

   "However, there are conditions." Frank clapped his hands.

   Then, an evil male voice took over Frank's words.

   "Next, let me explain."

  A man with slightly crazy eyes walked out from behind Frank and the others. After taking off his high collar hat, his appearance was easily recognized by the people around him.

   "Abel!"

   There were bursts of exclamations.

  Yun Feng and Lao Mo's pupils shrank in unison. The visitor was none other than the unscrupulous anchor that I had heard of before, Abel.

  How could the other party stand with Frank and the others.

   Abel looked at Yun Feng with tyrannical eyes, and grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth.

  Outside the GES venue, in a secret small black house.

  In the darkness, Yan Kang's wanton laughter sounded.

   "Yunfeng, Yunfeng, you must have noticed tonight, and you are exhausting all your efforts to search for my whereabouts?"

   "It's a pity, so what if I don't come to the scene in person? How can you be on guard? I carefully laid out unknown chess pieces."

  Under the off-white light, Yan Kang's pale hair is almost monstrous.

  Looking at the screen of the confrontation in the stadium intercepted from nowhere on the electronic screen, Yan Kang showed a victorious smile.

  Almost at the same time, Yan Kang outside the court and Abel on the court slowly said the same sentence.

  Looking at Yunfeng and the others, Abel looked playfully.

   "Let's play a game~"

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