Rebirth of America, this is my era

Chapter 31 We are the winners!

Chapter 31 We are the winners! (Please read on)
In fact, when Steve Jobs said that all arcade machines on the market had time problems, Ethan Jones already knew that today's orders would be wild.

Because whether the game is fun is the players' business, and whether the game makes money is the business of the merchants.

Why have claw machines been so popular for a hundred years?

That’s because the money-making model of this machine is quick and easy!
With one coin, the game can be over in thirty seconds at most.

That kind of controllable pleasure will make merchants feel comfortable.

Electronic games of this era cannot even provide fuzzy control, let alone precise time control.

So, when Steve Jobs said that the maximum playing time of Snake was a controllable 90 seconds, for businesses, providing shorter service at the same price was simply giving away money!

From that moment on, Ethan knew that those who wanted to make money would definitely buy the machine to test the waters.

And when he looked at the hot sales scene...

Full of joy, he also moved closer to the stage and gestured to Steve Jobs.

The other party understood and turned off the microphone.

"The introduction just now was great. I was very excited after listening to it." Ethan handed him an unopened bottle of spring water.

"Thank you." Jobs took it and took a big gulp.

It’s a pity that no matter how clear the spring water was, it couldn’t extinguish the joy on his face.

"You know what, Ethan? I was actually very nervous before I went on stage. Because when I introduced myself, I didn't think that so many people would come today. At that time, I thought it would be great if half of the seats were full. Although we set the time at 10 o'clock, these guys are in the night entertainment business, so whether they can get up in the morning is a problem."

Jobs smiled and said, “But I don’t know why, after turning on the microphone, I suddenly calmed down. The sound of the test made me feel like this was my world. Although they showed impatience with me at the beginning, I still introduced everything to them at my own pace.”

"Oh~ This shows that you are great~ You are a natural orator~" Ethan put his hands behind his back and smiled.

However, his words made Steve Jobs shake his head and say, "Born? No, no, no, it's not born."

"As for today's introduction, I actually wrote the manuscript in advance."

"Really?" Ethan turned his head, surprise flashing in his eyes, "What you just said was not what Nolan meant?"

"of course not!"

Jobs raised his voice and shook his head vigorously. "I'm going to be the keynote speaker, so I won't let anyone else write the lyrics for me! Everything I just said was written by me myself! I don't know if you like it or not, but I like it very much!"

“Because I think the most important thing to promote a product to customers is to let them know the selling point of the product. Maybe for us, the selling point of Snake Game is that it’s fun, but for our customers, its advantage is that they can make money quickly!”

"You know what, Ethan? When I was selling games with Nolan and his team, what questions did those damn Grandets like to ask the most? They always liked to ask, 'Can this game make money?', 'How long will it take me to get my money back?' Damn! We are selling games! Not gambling equipment!"

"So, when preparing for today's presentation, I focused on the profitability that they care about most, because they don't care whether the game is fun! They just want to know whether the game excites people to play!"

"Hahaha~" Ethan Jones laughed.

Jobs's resentful look is really cute.

Of course, Ethan had to admit that this guy had grasped the pain points that the bosses were most concerned about, so he raised his hand, patted Jobs on the shoulder, and praised him: "Oh Steve, you will definitely be a very successful product manager in the future."

As soon as he said this, Ethan felt something was wrong. So he quickly changed his words, "No, no, no, I was wrong. You are already one now."

"Thank you."

Obviously, Jobs didn't take Ethan's words seriously. He raised the bottle of mineral water to indicate that he had no intention of pursuing the issue further.

And just when they wanted to talk more, customers who found themselves unable to squeeze into the office to place orders came rushing in.

"Steve, it's so slow over there! Can you help me check in?"

"I've supported you guys since Pong. You have to leave me a machine this time!"

"Oh Steve! You should recognize me, right? John! I'm John! I run a pool hall in San Jose! I want two tables! Give me two!" "Okay, okay, okay, everyone, please wait a moment, I'll register you right away."

Since the business has already come to him, it is impossible for him to refuse.

At first, they just surrounded Steve Jobs, but later, they couldn't wait any longer and even surrounded Ethan Jones.

There's nothing I can do about it. Who makes him look more like a staff member?

Faced with the crazy demands of these breadwinners, Ethan naturally tried his best to satisfy them. At noon, when he sent the last person away, he was already soaked all over, but he felt his legs go limp and not a drop of water was left.

But when he arrived at Nolan Bushnell's office, the mountains of orders gave him a second spring in life.

"Three hundred and thirteen units! Three hundred and thirteen units! We sold three hundred and thirteen units in just one morning!"

Nolan Bushnell waved the calculator in his hand and shouted, "One thousand two hundred dollars a piece! The special number here is three hundred and seventy thousand! I have never sold so many machines at one time in my life!"

“More importantly, these 80-odd businesses are only concentrated in the San Francisco and San Jose areas!”

"To the north, there's Sacramento! To the south, there's Los Angeles and San Diego! We haven't sold these places yet!"

"I'm going to get rich! I'm really going to get rich this time!"

Nolan Bushnell threw his calculator high into the air.

Even if it falls to the ground, I don't care.

At the same time, he also leaped onto the desk like the Hulk, clenched his fists and drooped them, raised his neck and laughed at the sky, "Hahahaha! Even if Miluohua sanctions us, what can we do?"

“We can still make money!”

"As for the reason..."

Having said that, he stretched out his right hand towards Ethan.

Ethan, who was equally happy, stepped onto the table by stepping on a chair.

As he came on stage, Nolan Bushnell laughed and shouted—

"Because the idiot Milova sent Ethan Jones to us!"

"Ethan!--Jones!--"

"He is our biggest winner today!"

Nolan grabbed Ethan's wrist and lifted it up.

At this moment, Ethan, who felt the feeling coming, also shouted: "We are the winners!!!——"

This situation caused cheers from the audience.

"Wow~~~~"

"yeah!!!"

"We are the winners!——"

The next second, there was a muffled "bang!"

It was raining beer in Nolan's office.

I don’t know which idiot opened a bottle of champagne.

(End of this chapter)

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