Ma Lei was asked by Ma Xiao's sharp question for a while.
He looked at the flashing and dimming street lights in front of the car window, and suddenly got the answer-
"I think that if the war between players is also classified as a type of social, it is vicious social. However, if the game is to be operated for a long time, it needs to rely on more benign social gameplay, such as worship, marriage, mentoring, gangs, players Leader selection and so on."
Ma Xiao seemed to be a little passive, but the expression on his face was still serious. He said, "Leizi, I know you have always liked playing games and always consider issues from the perspective of game players. But you are now the boss, and games treat me. Come, it's just a commodity, not emotional."
"Games come to me, first is the product, then the product. I will first make the quality of the product, determine the product's positioning, and then think about selling it to make money."
"Then I ask you, can't both the payment and retention of gamers be taken into account? Are the two necessarily opposites? How do you balance the relationship between the two?" Ma Xiao's question became increasingly sharp.
"I believe that blindly paying attention to payment will inevitably hurt retention, and the high cost of retention will not be low."
"Drive!" Ma Xiao shouted.
Marley observed Ma Xiao's face from the corner of his eye. The bright yellow street lamp shone on his face through the windshield, which looked a little sallow.
After a quarrel, Marley gasped secretly.
He knew that he completely angered his father.
He stepped on the accelerator slowly and the car returned to normal speed.
"Dad, do you approve of my idea?" Marley said softly.
"Have I ever recognized it?"
"Also... No Sakura"
"Don't think that Dad doesn't know what you are thinking." ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"Dad, if you think I have no reason, we can continue the discussion."
"No need." Ma Xiao's tone slowed down, "Leizi, many things don't necessarily have to be discussed for results, but you have to start to learn to take responsibility and consequences."
"I will."
"What do you take to bear the responsibilities and consequences? Did you read the financial report last month? You took over the Internet business department for a short time, but where is the performance? If this continues, this department will still be able to make ends meet, and the board of directors will also have Opinion!"
"I know. I am willing to pay for the financial loss of the Internet Business Unit by cutting personal equity."
"Is this really true?" Ma Xiao looked at the street lamp with bright light in his eyes.
"really."
Contrary to Ma Xiao, Marley's eyes dared not look at the street lamp. He was afraid that the light would flash too much and the tears in his eyes would be illuminated.
"Hahaha." Ma Xiao laughed, turned around, and stared at Marley's profile seriously, "Actually, Dad scared you. You are the only son of my Ma Xiao, and your equity is a normal inheritance. I will not agree to the reduction."
Marley is in a complicated mood, and he is willing to really bear the loss of business by cutting equity.
But it turned out that Ma Xiao just wanted to test his ambition.
Although he was his only son, he still couldn't get his 100% trust.
"Thank you, Dad." Marley could only spit out polite words.
"Don't thank me. Regarding the content of the new version of the fantasy mobile game, I have an answer in my heart."
"Is the answer in your heart consistent with what I think?"
Ma Xiao put away his smile and returned to seriousness: "Player leader, martial arts, these two big gameplays, one cannot be less."
Dare to fight for half a while, but still can't do what you want
Marley was so excited that he clapped his hands on the steering wheel, trying his best not to lose control-
"Dad, I'm an old player in the fantasy game. It was because of the cruel sect warfare that this game was finally discontinued! I really don't want the same tragedy to repeat in the mobile game version!"
"Then have you ever calculated, in order to develop martial arts gameplay, what is the labor cost of the development department? Things that have been developed must be online!"
"I've been, I will use equity to bear this part of the loss! Why don't you let it!" Marley couldn't hold back, and his tone became stronger.
"I will bear it."
"What do you mean?"
Ma Xiao whispered and forcefully: "I mean, if the fantasy mobile game is temporarily suspended due to the launch of the martial art game in the future, if our return on investment is negative, then I will follow the loss amount and the stock price. , Converted into equity and transferred to you."
"Dad... You don't have to be like this."
"Leizi, I am old. I can't move anymore. You are young, but you are not mature enough. This... is what I worry about." Ma Xiao's voice suddenly became hoarse.
Marley wanted to continue to argue, but found himself speechless.
Ma Xiao did not agree with his plan for the new version of the fantasy mobile game. He insisted on launching the "Martial War", but he wanted to give him a stake as a bet.
What Ma Xiao didn't know was that for Marley, extending the life cycle of the game was more important than Thunder's equity.
After all, that was the game that carried the entire youth of him and Jia Meng.
"Child, you are good at everything, but you are too emotional."
Just thinking of Jia Meng, Ma Xiao brought up the second son of "emotion" again, making Marei vigilant.
"I don't have Dad Sakura. In fact, our contradiction is only in the balance between long-term operations and short-term profits. I will seriously consider it."
"I know, you won't let me down." Ma Xiao nodded, showing a relieved smile.
…
Arrive at Ma's Villa.
The father and son said goodbye to each other and boarded different floors to rest.
After a deeper night, after the fierce exchange with Ma Xiao, Ma Leige felt sorry for Jia Meng.
I don't know if she is accompanied by the fragrance of lavender tonight, let alone whether she has fallen asleep peacefully.
Compared to a father like Jia Ming, Ma Xiao is simply a father.
Perhaps the same goal is that no matter how hard they work, they seem to be unable to escape the fate of their parents and family.
Marley closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep when he heard a WeChat message alert tone.
Could it be that Jia Meng is also in the heart and sent it to him
Marley clicked and saw that the sender of the message was his good brother "Ye Ye Ye", and planned to pretend to be dead after finishing reading.
Ye Ye Ye: "Brother, I have done everything you explained."
"Good." Marley replied patiently.
"Then when will my third set of fashion arrive?"
Marais: "Ming. Good night."
Ye Ye Ye: "Wait! You let me spread the rumors that the God of Darkness is going to collude with the Dark Night Market. Even if it spreads, what is the use? Insiders, please tell us as soon as possible. Is it possible that it will be released in the new version? The sect in the biography fights?"