Unlike Yang Hongfa who was extremely panicked, Liu Qingfeng was not panicked at all.
Anyway, the game is not made by him. He just collects money and does things, but he doesn't care about his position.
Even if you take ten thousand steps back, you have to take a stand. His views on Yunmeng Games are also neutral.
As for the reason, it was not because of the two card games, but because although the operation of Yunmeng Games spent a lot of money on advertising, it did not come to him for public relations, which really made him feel a little dissatisfied.
Although the status of game portals has indeed deteriorated day by day in the past two years, it is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the status of Game Island is still here.
Generally, before some small and medium-sized manufacturers release a game, even if they don't come here to advertise, they will give them some benefits to help them write a better score, or publish a touting article or something, which is considered to have paid protection fees.
Even if someone from the editorial department posts a complaint, they will usually consider it because they have been paid and will not criticize them too harshly.
And if a player posts something to complain about, and it usually doesn't cause a big fuss, the moderator will reduce the permissions of the post or delete it directly.
As the editor-in-chief of Game Island, Liu Qingfeng is the most famous, both in the editorial department and in the player circle. Every time he catches up with the Spring Festival when these games are released together, he can get a lot of benefits from major manufacturers.
However, something went wrong during this year’s Spring Festival. As an anomaly in the gaming industry, Yunmeng Games not only did not pay a penny of "protection fees" on Game Island, but it also won the double championship of daily active users and daily revenue among games released during the same period.
If I don't respond, wouldn't I be breaking the rules
How can we have lunch in the future
If it were a game studio owned by a big company like Hiace or Rice, that would be fine. It was just a small game production company that had been established for less than a year. Liu Qingfeng was really not afraid of what it would do to him.
It is no exaggeration to say that even if Mr. Yang of Luohe Culture did not give him any money, he had already made up his mind and was preparing to publish an article to severely punish Yunmeng Games, a game company that does not respect martial ethics. Be critical.
Of course, if someone is willing to pay for his article, he will naturally not refuse.
Who would have trouble with Soft Girl Coin
At least he won't.
However, the recent affairs at Luohe Culture made him a little unhappy.
His articles have been published, and what should be criticized has been criticized. Logically speaking, Yang Hongfa should also follow the rules and pay himself the remaining outstanding balance.
However, this guy sent an email and didn't mention the balance. Instead, he expressed dissatisfaction with the intensity of his trolling, and thought he was perfunctory, so he used this as a reason to threaten him.
If you don't show some real skills, the remaining money will not be given.
"This Yang Hongfa is really crazy... Is he teaching me how to do things?"
No money
hehe.
I can criticize Yunmeng Games, but I can’t criticize you
After reading the email on his computer, Liu Qingfeng sneered and dragged it into the trash can without even bothering to reply.
After a while, he said hello to the moderator on the Game Island forum. If someone posts a game about Heiluohe Culture on the forum today, the post will be ignored, and there will be no need to reduce the rights or limit the traffic.
It's because the money hasn't arrived yet.
Otherwise, it would not be as simple as banging and hammering. He would turn around and publish an article directly to trample their "The Legend of Jianghu Mengxia" into the ground.
Standing next to the desk, Liu Qingfeng's assistant whispered.
"Mr. Liu, what Yang Hongfa does is unethical. Do you think we should publish another article or something..."
"Don't panic."
Liu Qingfeng lit a cigarette, blew out the smoke ring with a nonchalant expression, and continued in a nonchalant tone.
"Yang Hongfa is worried about money. In fact, it's no wonder. After all, the development and distribution costs of Jianghu Mengxia Chuan are not low. Now the traffic of the entire Spring Festival period has almost been sucked away by Yunmeng Games. He is afraid that he has not recovered his money yet. .”
"You mean he has no money?" The assistant was slightly startled and asked quickly, "Will that affect us?"
"Haha, if he has the courage, just give it a try, but I don't expect any money from him anyway." When he said this, Liu Qingfeng squinted his eyes. The smoke leaking from his nose hid his eyes, but it couldn't hide the sharpness and confidence reflected in the slits of his eyes.
However, after hearing this, his assistant had a confused expression on his face.
Don't expect his money
Who else can you expect to pay
The confusion in his assistant's heart could be seen at a glance, Liu Qingfeng smiled lightly and said.
"The two most profitable games during the entire Spring Festival are directly or indirectly in the hands of Yunmeng Games. Now the entire gaming circle is filled with the rhythm of these two games. If you were their boss, you would mind spending a little money. Can you settle this matter?"
Upon hearing this, the assistant's face suddenly showed an expression of realization, and he quickly said with a smile.
"Mr. Liu is still brilliant! Why didn't I come up with such a smart idea?"
Liu Qingfeng laughed, leaned on the office chair, raised his chin and spoke lazily.
"If you can have this pattern, you will be the one sitting here."
From the beginning, he didn't expect to get much money from Luohe Culture, so when Yang Hongfa found him, he agreed without even paying back the offer.
It doesn't actually matter whether the balance is settled or not.
What he is really waiting for is for the people at Yunmeng Games to contact him.
Now all the rhythms are basically spreading out from the Game Island. In order to shut up myself and the entire Game Island editorial department, I believe that Yunmeng Games will come up with a satisfactory price to convince myself.
However, Liu Qingfeng didn't know at this moment that his plan was destined to fail.
At first, Du Ziteng really planned to publicize the game island and spend some money to settle the matter. However, a few days have passed, and neither Hero Killing nor Love and Producer, daily activities and revenue have been affected in any way.
The players' liver is their own, and their krypton is their krypton.
Fans of the trolls and Game Island will continue to spray, and those who are paid to post will continue to post. But perhaps because the mastermind behind the scenes is running out of money, the intensity of the rhythm is getting worse day by day.
The two groups of people seemed to not interfere with each other at all, and had no impact on the operation of the game at all.
It took five days to wait.
Liu Qingfeng, who was originally confident that Yunmeng Games would definitely contact him, gradually lost his confidence in his face, and his temper became worse and worse. Every day he went to the editorial office with a stern look on his face.
He couldn't understand.
Is Mr. Hao not worried about his company's reputation at all
Seeing that the rhythm was getting weaker day by day, and the sailors began to die down as if they had no money to pay the Internet fee, Liu Qingfeng finally couldn't sit still at all, and started yelling in the office.
The eardrums were sore from the shock that the assistant standing aside was trembling with fear, not daring to take a breath.
Knowing that Chief Editor Liu's mood had calmed down a little, he asked cautiously.
"Mr. Liu... what should we do?"
"What should I do?" Liu Qingfeng gritted his teeth and almost squeezed the words out from between his teeth, "Squirt! You, write a manuscript for me now and spray me to death!"
"If you can't kill it, don't come to work tomorrow!"