Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   "It's not a defection, I just saw a new possibility."

  Yan Jing stood in the middle of the field, looking at Huateng with an extremely complicated expression.

   "Possibility? What happened now?" Huateng said coldly, "It's easy to get old and dim when you're getting old. Even if you want to change your mind now, you have no chance."

   "Penguin is your best choice."

   "Is this true?" Yan Jing took a step forward, staring at Huateng.

   "Huateng, as you said back then, the penguin will create the most prosperous pan-entertainment industry circle."

   "This is why we have allowed you to be unique in various industries for so many years."

   "So what." Hua Teng said indifferently, "I've done most of it now."

   "Next, as long as dissidents are excluded one by one, you will see the most perfect pan-industry circle, and I will get a brand new business empire."

   "No, if you go on like this, it's just a dead end." Yan Jing shook his head.

  Pointing to the downstairs, Yan Jing said sternly, "Look at the current pan-entertainment festival, a group of people are working together, and there is no intersection between the major industries."

   "Only relying on monopoly and oppression, the entire industry will only be deprived of vitality, just like the game industry that you have made a stagnant water before."

   "That's just a stopgap measure." Huateng snorted coldly.

   "No, that's just your greed and ambition." Yan Jing shook his head, "In contrast, even without the support of the government, there is someone who has done much better than you."

   "Who is it?" A cold light flashed in Huateng's eyes.

   "You've seen it just now, haven't you?" Thinking of that figure, Yan Jing couldn't help but soften his eyes.

   "Hmph, so that's the case, it really is a disaster." Hua Teng sneered, "It seems that I have to do it sooner."

   "I came here to warn you, don't do anything wrong again!" Yan Jing's eyes shone with a captivating light.

   "Do something wrong? Is it you, or me." Huateng asked.

   "The matter has come to this point, it's too late, my group has almost spread across the entire pan-entertainment circle, and the other party is just a small studio."

   "From the very beginning, you have no second choice."

   "Maybe so." Yan Jingchang sighed, "But I still want to see how far those young people can do it."

   "Whether you take me as a request or a threat, you are not allowed to go to war again."

   A long silence fell between the two.

   Until the end, Huateng snorted coldly, turned and left.

   "It's ridiculous."

  Watching Huateng's figure gradually disappear at the other end of the corridor, Yan Jing sighed with a complicated expression.

   "Yun Feng, no matter what other means you have, you must do it as soon as possible."

   "Your time...is running out."

  …

  At the end of the corridor, Huateng stopped.

   Taking out the mobile phone from his pocket, Huateng dialed a number casually.

   "Hello, Mr. Huateng, what's your order?" A respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.

   "I have something for you to do." Huateng said, talking on the other end of the phone.

   "Hey, this... is not in compliance with the rules?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little surprised.

   "Just do it!" Hua Teng ordered.

   "...Yes." There was no voice on the other end of the phone.

   Huateng closed the phone, and said the second half of the sentence to the air that he didn't say to the other end of the phone.

   "Rules? My order is the rules." Huateng's eyes were full of coldness.

   "Fengyun Studio, let me give you a little bit of trouble now."

   "If you don't know how to measure, what awaits you will be a devastating blow."

   Turning around and taking a step, Huateng stepped into the darkness.

  …

   hour till night.

  The Lamborghini in front of Fengyun Building, Fang He and Yun Feng got off from both sides.

   Presumably he was curious and relaxed when he went, but Fang He's mood is full of heavy at this time.

   Now surrounded by layers of pressure, Fang He can only feel at this time, what kind of enemy Yun Feng was fighting against time before.

   "Time is running out." Entering the elevator of the building, Yun Feng also said with emotion.

   "In this situation, we should discuss it with everyone as soon as possible to find a solution?" Fang He looked at Yun Feng and said with a little worry.

   "No, knowing such things will not help them in any way, but will affect their normal state." Unexpectedly, Yun Feng vetoed it straight away.

   "It's enough for you to know, that's why I only took you to the pan-entertainment festival."

  Fang He stared blankly at Yun Feng, a little confused about what the latter meant.

   "Fang He, let me ask you." The elevator was still going up, Yun Feng asked.

   "Do you know what will happen when an industry is completely monopolized and closed-loop?" Looking at the number of elevators rising, Yun Feng's eyes showed memories.

  For some reason, he remembered the situation when he first came to this world.

   "It's the lack of inspiration." He thought of the extremely boring environment of the game industry at the beginning.

   "It's the misappropriation and exploitation of the ideas of those who have worked hard." He thought of the situation where Fengyun Studio almost went bankrupt due to the misappropriation of a game.

   "It's the departure of a talented person." He thought of his parting ways with Xie Xing.

   "It's stagnant water with no light and no future." Finally, he thought of the meeting with Huateng today, which made him very sure of this point.

   Looking back at Fang He beside him, Yun Feng smiled.

   "This kind of entertainment industry, this kind of game industry, is not...interesting at all, is it?"

  Fang He lowered his head, a little frustrated.

   "But what can we do now?"

   "That's needless to say." Yun Feng put his hand on Fang He's head with a smile, and stroked it gently.

  Fang He raised his head suspiciously, and what he saw was the incomparably brilliant light in Yun Feng's eyes, brighter than his own.

   "At this point, there is only one choice." The corner of Yun Feng's mouth slightly raised.

   "After all, we are a game studio."

   "Of course, I want to make a game."

   "Game?" Fang He was even more puzzled.

   "Yes, game!" When the floor arrived, Yunfeng walked out of the elevator room.

  If it is said that the computer game Fengyun Studio occupies half of the country.

  For browser games, Fengyun Studio occupies 70% of the market.

  In the next game, he won't let the penguins share even 10% of it!

   "Look at Bafanghe, the next miracle that will be brewed in this studio will make the whole world turn around because of us!" Pushing open the door vigorously, the lights inside are brightly lit.

   The people who were waiting anxiously for Yun Feng and the two of them, the moment they saw Yun Feng and Fang He, the worries on their faces disappeared.

   Surrounded the two of them happily.

   Looking back at Fang He who was still standing there, Yun Feng smiled.

   "Welcome to Fengyun Studio."

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