Chapter 588 The layout is too small
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 588 The layout is too small
Zhang Mengyu's words made Ma Hua and Ding Sanshi a little excited. As Huaxia's first generation of gamers, they certainly hope that the games developed by Huaxia can stand on top of the world.
Of course, the reality is that few of the most popular games in the world are independently developed by Chinese people. This is a reality.
"But it takes a lot of time to develop a game, right?" Ma Hua said, the games required for the development of a large-scale game are often calculated on a yearly basis.
That's right, Zhang Mengyu's technology is really superb. Being able to make such a plug-in shows that his technology is far superior to the R&D team of "Overlord of the Times". They believe that Zhang Mengyu is definitely capable of making more excellent game.
But strength is one thing, and being able to make achievements is another.
If you want to develop an excellent game, even if you have a very good team, it will take half a year at least, or two or three years at most, all of which will take time to accumulate.
That's right, Zhang Menglong is not short of money, and can afford it for a year and a half, even if he doesn't make money, it doesn't matter.
But China's game market can't afford it at all. Without any excellent domestic games, they will be slaughtered by foreign game developers, and a lot of money will go to foreigners' pockets. This is not true A happy thing.
"Mr. Zhang, have you ever thought about how much loss will be caused every year if our Chinese game industry is unfairly boycotted?" Ma Hua sighed, "The peripherals derived from IP, game recharge commissions, etc. The annual loss is at least tens of billions."
"So what do you mean?" Zhang Mengyu felt that there was something in the words of the two of them.
"Mr. Zhang, actually, I don't think we need to fight them to the death. They are just out of face. In fact, we have a dinner and chat about this matter, and we can talk about it."
"That's right, Mr. Zhang, it's actually not worthwhile to cause such a huge loss in our game market for a moment's pleasure."
"You mean to make me apologize to them?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "Bosses, do you know what condition he put on me? 100 billion US dollars, do you think I, Zhang Menglong, am an idiot?"
"You didn't do this yourself!" Ding Sanshi muttered in a low voice.
Zhang Mengyu smiled and said that he didn't care about Ding Sanshi's complaints. After all, strictly speaking, this matter really has nothing to do with him. The two of them have indeed suffered a lot of losses during this period. It is also true that they have some complaints about themselves. understandable.
"I know that both of you have suffered a lot this time, and I know that the two of you have a lot of dislikes towards me, Zhang Mengyu, and I know that today you want me to bow to the thunderbolt, and it's not just for the sake of Myself," Zhang Mengyu said, "but have you ever thought that our game industry will always be in this half-dead state in the future, would you like to see it?"
The two remained silent. As the first generation of gamers, they certainly hoped that their game would be popular internally and worldwide.
"Last year, our country's chip technology was still choked by people, and we had to act according to their faces, but now, I, Zhang Menglong, let those Western countries beg us to buy our chips. In the game industry, I also want to do it." To let others look at our faces and act instead of relying on compromise with them!"
"Hey! It takes time, it all takes time!" Ding Sanshi said.
The once-popular Fantasy Westward Journey game opened up a great way for their Wangyi games, but now it has gradually become a sentimental game. The loss of old players and the disdain of new players has become a huge pain point. .
Although they are also developing new engines and new games, the market response is not good, because compared with those excellent productions abroad, it really seems a bit clumsy.
Indeed, their game engine upgrades are fast, but their start is too slow, and the gold coins of other top game companies are not slower than them at all. There is still a long way to go to catch up with them.
"How long will it take to build a market on our own?" Ma Hua took off the research and rubbed her temples, "We can't afford to wait."
"That's why I'm willing to accept the invitation of the two bosses today." Zhang Menglong had almost eaten, and his appetite was much better than Ding Sanshi and Ma Hua's.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see a big baby!" Zhang Meng said mysteriously.
"Big baby?" Ding Sanshi and Ma Hua cleaned up the foie gras and steak on the table, "What are you looking at?"
"You'll know when it arrives."
Zhang Mengyu took out his mobile phone and called Hong Yi, "Hong Yi, get ready, I'll bring Mr. Ding and Mr. Ma over to have a look."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Menglong took the lead and walked out.
The two looked at each other, then quickly followed.
Walking to the elevator room, Ding Sanshi actively pushed down the stairs, but Zhang Mengyu smiled, "It's a bit far away, don't drive, let's take a helicopter!"
This hotel is Zhang Mengyu's own property, and he can use the apron on the roof at any time.
"Mr. Zhang, did you know that we would come back to find you today?" Ding Sanshi and Ma Hua asked.
As well-known rich men in the country, the two of course also have their own helicopters, but you must know that helicopters can't just fly casually, wouldn't it be a mess that day?
If you want to upgrade directly to the sky, you must contact the air traffic control in advance, give the flight path at least one day in advance, and pay a deposit each time.
And even if the flight plan is cancelled, the deposit cannot be refunded. After all, the relevant departments have corresponding human and material expenditures.
Their invitation to Zhang Mengyu was sent out today, if Zhang Mengyu can take them to fly now, it means that Zhang Mengyu has already applied for this flight route at least yesterday.
If it wasn't for Zhang Mengyu's extraordinary ability to handle the relevant departments, or because he had the ability to predict the future, he already knew that the two of them were coming back today.
But no matter what the reason is, it shows that Zhang Mengyu really should not be underestimated.
"I don't know," Zhang Mengyu shook his head.
"Do you know someone in the air traffic control department?" Ding Sanshi continued to ask.
"I don't know." Zhang Meng still shook his head.
"Then why don't you need to file a flight record in advance for your flight?"
"I have reported it." Zhang Mengyu didn't know what they were asking, "I reported it every day."
"Report every day?" The two of them widened their eyes.
"Yeah, I don't know when I need to use the helicopter, so I just make a daily report at home for all the helicopter stops and all the possible places, and I can go at any time."
"How many routes do you have to report every day?"
"In China, there are more than 3000 messages per day," Zhang Mengyu roughly estimated.
"If you don't use it every day, aren't those deposits all in vain?" They know how much a route costs, and if they charter a route for a year, it will be at least a million.
Three thousand routes, they believe that Zhang Mengyu may not be able to use it once a day, the money is almost Baihua's!
After this year, billions of dollars have been wasted!
"Then let's donate it to the country!" Zhang Mengyu patted Ma Hua on the shoulder, "It's only a few billion a year, and it's convenient for me and can contribute to the country, isn't that a good thing? You are still small!"
(End of this chapter)
Zhang Mengyu's words made Ma Hua and Ding Sanshi a little excited. As Huaxia's first generation of gamers, they certainly hope that the games developed by Huaxia can stand on top of the world.
Of course, the reality is that few of the most popular games in the world are independently developed by Chinese people. This is a reality.
"But it takes a lot of time to develop a game, right?" Ma Hua said, the games required for the development of a large-scale game are often calculated on a yearly basis.
That's right, Zhang Mengyu's technology is really superb. Being able to make such a plug-in shows that his technology is far superior to the R&D team of "Overlord of the Times". They believe that Zhang Mengyu is definitely capable of making more excellent game.
But strength is one thing, and being able to make achievements is another.
If you want to develop an excellent game, even if you have a very good team, it will take half a year at least, or two or three years at most, all of which will take time to accumulate.
That's right, Zhang Menglong is not short of money, and can afford it for a year and a half, even if he doesn't make money, it doesn't matter.
But China's game market can't afford it at all. Without any excellent domestic games, they will be slaughtered by foreign game developers, and a lot of money will go to foreigners' pockets. This is not true A happy thing.
"Mr. Zhang, have you ever thought about how much loss will be caused every year if our Chinese game industry is unfairly boycotted?" Ma Hua sighed, "The peripherals derived from IP, game recharge commissions, etc. The annual loss is at least tens of billions."
"So what do you mean?" Zhang Mengyu felt that there was something in the words of the two of them.
"Mr. Zhang, actually, I don't think we need to fight them to the death. They are just out of face. In fact, we have a dinner and chat about this matter, and we can talk about it."
"That's right, Mr. Zhang, it's actually not worthwhile to cause such a huge loss in our game market for a moment's pleasure."
"You mean to make me apologize to them?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "Bosses, do you know what condition he put on me? 100 billion US dollars, do you think I, Zhang Menglong, am an idiot?"
"You didn't do this yourself!" Ding Sanshi muttered in a low voice.
Zhang Mengyu smiled and said that he didn't care about Ding Sanshi's complaints. After all, strictly speaking, this matter really has nothing to do with him. The two of them have indeed suffered a lot of losses during this period. It is also true that they have some complaints about themselves. understandable.
"I know that both of you have suffered a lot this time, and I know that the two of you have a lot of dislikes towards me, Zhang Mengyu, and I know that today you want me to bow to the thunderbolt, and it's not just for the sake of Myself," Zhang Mengyu said, "but have you ever thought that our game industry will always be in this half-dead state in the future, would you like to see it?"
The two remained silent. As the first generation of gamers, they certainly hoped that their game would be popular internally and worldwide.
"Last year, our country's chip technology was still choked by people, and we had to act according to their faces, but now, I, Zhang Menglong, let those Western countries beg us to buy our chips. In the game industry, I also want to do it." To let others look at our faces and act instead of relying on compromise with them!"
"Hey! It takes time, it all takes time!" Ding Sanshi said.
The once-popular Fantasy Westward Journey game opened up a great way for their Wangyi games, but now it has gradually become a sentimental game. The loss of old players and the disdain of new players has become a huge pain point. .
Although they are also developing new engines and new games, the market response is not good, because compared with those excellent productions abroad, it really seems a bit clumsy.
Indeed, their game engine upgrades are fast, but their start is too slow, and the gold coins of other top game companies are not slower than them at all. There is still a long way to go to catch up with them.
"How long will it take to build a market on our own?" Ma Hua took off the research and rubbed her temples, "We can't afford to wait."
"That's why I'm willing to accept the invitation of the two bosses today." Zhang Menglong had almost eaten, and his appetite was much better than Ding Sanshi and Ma Hua's.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see a big baby!" Zhang Meng said mysteriously.
"Big baby?" Ding Sanshi and Ma Hua cleaned up the foie gras and steak on the table, "What are you looking at?"
"You'll know when it arrives."
Zhang Mengyu took out his mobile phone and called Hong Yi, "Hong Yi, get ready, I'll bring Mr. Ding and Mr. Ma over to have a look."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Menglong took the lead and walked out.
The two looked at each other, then quickly followed.
Walking to the elevator room, Ding Sanshi actively pushed down the stairs, but Zhang Mengyu smiled, "It's a bit far away, don't drive, let's take a helicopter!"
This hotel is Zhang Mengyu's own property, and he can use the apron on the roof at any time.
"Mr. Zhang, did you know that we would come back to find you today?" Ding Sanshi and Ma Hua asked.
As well-known rich men in the country, the two of course also have their own helicopters, but you must know that helicopters can't just fly casually, wouldn't it be a mess that day?
If you want to upgrade directly to the sky, you must contact the air traffic control in advance, give the flight path at least one day in advance, and pay a deposit each time.
And even if the flight plan is cancelled, the deposit cannot be refunded. After all, the relevant departments have corresponding human and material expenditures.
Their invitation to Zhang Mengyu was sent out today, if Zhang Mengyu can take them to fly now, it means that Zhang Mengyu has already applied for this flight route at least yesterday.
If it wasn't for Zhang Mengyu's extraordinary ability to handle the relevant departments, or because he had the ability to predict the future, he already knew that the two of them were coming back today.
But no matter what the reason is, it shows that Zhang Mengyu really should not be underestimated.
"I don't know," Zhang Mengyu shook his head.
"Do you know someone in the air traffic control department?" Ding Sanshi continued to ask.
"I don't know." Zhang Meng still shook his head.
"Then why don't you need to file a flight record in advance for your flight?"
"I have reported it." Zhang Mengyu didn't know what they were asking, "I reported it every day."
"Report every day?" The two of them widened their eyes.
"Yeah, I don't know when I need to use the helicopter, so I just make a daily report at home for all the helicopter stops and all the possible places, and I can go at any time."
"How many routes do you have to report every day?"
"In China, there are more than 3000 messages per day," Zhang Mengyu roughly estimated.
"If you don't use it every day, aren't those deposits all in vain?" They know how much a route costs, and if they charter a route for a year, it will be at least a million.
Three thousand routes, they believe that Zhang Mengyu may not be able to use it once a day, the money is almost Baihua's!
After this year, billions of dollars have been wasted!
"Then let's donate it to the country!" Zhang Mengyu patted Ma Hua on the shoulder, "It's only a few billion a year, and it's convenient for me and can contribute to the country, isn't that a good thing? You are still small!"
(End of this chapter)
