Restart life

Chapter 21 0020 [Internet Addiction Treatment Center]

After breakfast, Chen Guiliang followed his uncle downstairs.

The motorcycle drove near a school. Feng Tao pointed to the building in front and said, "The studio is inside."

The old house didn't have an elevator, so I had to climb up to the fifth floor.

Standing outside a door, Feng Tao warned, "Be polite when you meet people, especially Brother Gang and Brother Yang. You can't call them Brother like me. After all, there's a generation gap between them. You can call them Mr. Tao and Mr. Yang."

"I understand." Chen Guiliang was very obedient.

In Feng Tao's eyes, Chen Guiliang is just a half-grown child.

He thought that talking about business was pure nonsense and nothing more than the bragging of young people.

He agreed to bring Chen Guiliang to the game studio just to let his nephew broaden his horizons and play some games over the weekend.

Feng Tao continued to instruct, "After you go in, don't touch anything. If you want to play games, ask Brother Yang first. He will find a way to free up the computer for you."

Chen Guiliang acted like an honest child: "I'll remember it."

"Boom boom boom!"

Feng Tao then knocked on the door.

A young man with a messy hairdo rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm a friend of your boss." Feng Tao said.

The boy said nothing more, yawned, and let them in.

Good guy!
Chen Guiliang was almost smoked out as soon as he entered the door.

The house was filled with smoke like a fairyland. In addition to the very strong smell of cigarettes, there was also the smell of instant noodles, foot odor, sweat, and mildew!

There are computers lined up along the wall, and young people are sitting in front of each computer.

Some were lying down and had fallen asleep.

They are playing the most popular online games, mechanically earning gold and upgrading day after day.

Any hobby that turns into a job will be boring.

The same is true for games.

They were not as excited as the players in the Internet cafe, and each one was more negative and listless than the other.

Feng Tao said, "Most of them are minors addicted to online games. They heard they could play for free here and get paid every month, so they rushed over to sign up for the gold farming. The work shifts are two-hour shifts, with meals and bathroom breaks. They're also allowed to sleep if they're tired, but there are guaranteed daily tasks, and if they don't complete them, their wages will be deducted."

"It is indeed an Internet addiction treatment center." Chen Guiliang sighed.

Feng Tao chuckled, "The one who worked the shortest was only there for two days before disappearing without even coming back to ask for his salary. Earlier this year, a senior high school student overcame his internet addiction here and returned to school. Although he only got into a junior college, his parents still sent us a banner. Look at it on the wall over there."

Chen Guiliang turned around and looked up, only to see a few lines of words embroidered on the banner: Save the lost boy, and remember the kindness in my heart - presented by parent Hu Guogang.

What a bullshit!
"Welcome Mr. Feng for your inspection." A young man came out of the inner room, wearing flip-flops, and greeted us with a playful smile.

Feng Tao said with a smile: "Boss Yang is getting rich."

The young man said, "I'm not rich at all. I just run into trouble all the time."

Feng Tao introduced: "This is Yang Yuhui, my high school classmate. He opened a studio with Mr. Tao."

Chen Guiliang understood.

Tao Chenggang, the big boss behind the scenes, brought in his high school classmate Feng Tao to open a computer store together. He also brought in his high school classmate Yang Yuhui to start a game studio together.

"This is my nephew, Chen Guiliang. He's a top student at the county's No. 2 Middle School. He easily got into a key school."

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

"Hello, hello, come sit inside. It smells bad outside."

There is a small room inside, which is Yang Yuhui's office. In addition to a computer, there is also a camp bed.

"Do you want to smoke?" Yang Yuhui handed over a Hongtashan cigarette.

Chen Guiliang took it casually: "Thank you."

Yang Yuhui tossed another cigarette to Feng Tao, lit it for himself, and complained, "I don't want to work anymore. These young kids are so hard to manage. There are parents who come to make trouble every now and then. They almost smashed my computer the other day."

"Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat. Just be patient." Feng Tao advised.

Yang Yuhui complained again, and it was obvious that he and Feng Tao were very close friends.

Chen Guiliang sat quietly beside him.

Not long after, it became lively outside, as another group of teenagers came to take over their shift.

Yang Yuhui said to Chen Guiliang, "Please wait here. I'm going to check their performance last night and then take them downstairs for breakfast."

Chen Guiliang stood up to see him off: "Mr. Yang, please do as you please."

Feng Tao also left. He was going to the store to do business.

Chen Guiliang was bored and observed the office carefully.

He quickly turned on the faucet, filled a pot of tap water, and used it to water the cactus on the windowsill that was almost dying of thirst.

I waited until almost ten o'clock in the morning, but the boss Tao Chenggang still hadn't arrived.

Chen Guiliang endured the disgusting smell in the studio and ran outside to watch those internet-addicted teenagers making money and working hard.

After watching for a while, Chen Guiliang asked, "Doesn't Legend of Mir have offline upgrade plug-ins? It's still relying on manual leveling."

"You think so."

Yang Yuhui puffed hard on a Hongtashan cigarette, fighting poison with poison to combat the secondhand smoke. "Legend of Mir has only been online for a little over a hundred days, so many cheats haven't even been developed yet. Shanda is also very aggressive in cracking down on cheats. A while ago, a cheat for teleportation came out, and it was completely banned within two days."

Chen Guiliang walked to a corner and stopped in front of a computer: "Is this Fantasy Westward Journey?"

"Mr. Tao used his friends' connections to get two spots in the first internal beta test," Yang Yuhui said. "We've been in internal beta for nine days now. Although there are still many bugs, this game is expected to be a hit. We'll invest in whichever game becomes popular."

Chen Guiliang suddenly remembered the "first father of China" who rose to prominence thanks to this game, Fantasy Westward Journey. An idol!
The first father in China publicly recruited young beauties to bear children for him, and clearly marked the reward amount for each child born. His small goal in life was to have 50 children.

As of the day Chen Guiliang was reborn, China's No. 1 father had posted photos of his 13 children on Weibo, and claimed that he had more than ten more that he had not posted.

Women's boxing can't beat him.

Yang Yuhui usually lives and eats in the studio, facing a group of internet-addicted teenagers all day long. It is estimated that he has not communicated with normal people for a long time.

So he talked a lot and took the initiative to introduce various games to Chen Guiliang.

"This is 'Legend 3,' distributed by Yangcheng Guangtong," Yang Yuhui cursed. "Yangcheng Guangtong are idiots. They licensed a game from South Korea, but then insisted on making their own changes. It has more bugs than 'Fantasy Westward Journey.' They suddenly canceled the monthly membership card a few days ago, and half of the players have already left. The price of gold coins and equipment plummeted, catching me off guard. I still have some left!"

Chen Guiliang laughed and said, "Let's sell it off at rock-bottom prices. If we delay any longer, no one will buy it."

Yang Yuhui blew out a smoke ring. "Wait a little longer. Withdraw the personnel first, and leave the accounts and equipment alone. After the Yangcheng Guangtong virtual card goes online, perhaps we can recover some of the losses."

I can only say that Yangcheng Guangtong is a magical company.

Every month, there are some outrageous moves that drive players away. It's like courting death in a fancy way!
"Yeah!"

The broken door outside was opened and Tao Chenggang came in with his girlfriend.

His girlfriend was very young, probably still a student. A small patch of her hair was dyed rainbow colors. She covered her nose and backed out as soon as she entered the room: "Honey, it smells so bad in there, I'm not going in."

"Then go back to the car and wait." Tao Chenggang's tone was a little unhappy.

This game studio is also one of his labors of love.

He excitedly brought his girlfriend to inspect his country, but his girlfriend thought it was too dilapidated.

"Brother Gang, you bastard are finally here!" Yang Yuhui went over to greet him with a smile.

Tao Chenggang took out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes and threw it to him as a reward.

Yang Yuhui put Hua Zi in his pocket and introduced him, "This is Feng Tao's nephew. He has been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Guiliang stepped forward to shake hands. "Hello, Mr. Tao. Sorry to bother you."

While shaking hands, Tao Chenggang quickly looked at Chen Guiliang——

My first impression was that he was a poor student, and everything on him was worth only about a hundred yuan at most.

The sleeves of the low-quality jacket were fuzzy and there was a hole behind the elbow.

The seam on the side of the thigh had split open and then sewn up again, looking crooked and twisted like a wriggling centipede.

The shoes weren't that worn out, but they were just some unknown brand worth about thirty or fifty yuan.

However, his expression was calm and his demeanor was composed.

There were dozens of internet-addicted teenagers in the studio, all of them better dressed than Chen Guiliang. But if we compared their temperaments, Chen Guiliang seemed to be standing in the clouds, while the internet-addicted teenagers were buried in the ground.

Tao Chenggang took out another pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, put it into Chen Guiliang's hand and said, "Your cousin is my friend. You are my junior, so this pack of cigarettes is a gift for us."

Do you think of yourself as a beggar?
Chen Guiliang smiled and said, "Then I have to return the gift to President Tao."

"What are you going to give me?" Tao Chenggang asked.

Chen Guiliang said: "A fortune."

"Hahaha!"

Tao Chenggang was instantly amused and burst out laughing. This reminded him of the storytelling he had heard as a child, so he didn't take it seriously. "Let's go back to the office and talk about it. The smell outside is really strong."

Yang Yuhui followed them in, went straight to the camp bed, and said with his legs spread out, "Brother Gang, you changed your girlfriend again? This one is still studying, right?"

"The school belle of Tourism Vocational School." Tao Chenggang boasted proudly.

Yang Yuhui gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to report you for harming underage girls!"

Tao Chenggang said: "I am an adult, so it is not against the law."

After a long pause, Yang Yuhui finally revealed his purpose: "Ask your girlfriend to introduce me to a female classmate. I don't want one who's not pretty!"

"No problem, I'll take you to the vocational school on Monday and you can choose any one you want." Tao Chenggang said with a smile.

"That's better." Yang Yuhui closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Chen Guiliang has been observing quietly.

The way the two people communicated gave him a good impression of Tao Chenggang.

Although he is rich, he is not arrogant.

And after becoming rich, he also brought his old friends to get rich together.

Tao Chenggang turned his computer chair around, sat facing Chen Guiliang, and asked as if teasing a child, "Young man, what fortune do you have for me?"

Chen Guiliang didn't mention the private server at all. He just took out an A4 paper with the information about developing a pay-to-win game and said, "Boss Tao, you can take a look at it first."

Tao Chenggang took it casually.

He is just a poor student. No matter how calm and experienced he is, what useful things can he come up with?

If it weren't for Feng Tao's sake, Tao Chenggang wouldn't even bother to meet Chen Guiliang.

Tao Chenggang threw a cigarette to Chen Guiliang, lit one for himself and put it in his mouth, then buried his head in reading the things on the papers.

What is the concept of free games and its operating model?

At first, Tao Chenggang just glanced at it casually, but after a while he fell into deep thought.

As he read, he put out the half-smoked Huazi and turned back to the first page from the second page to read again.

Chen Guiliang was surprised to see his expression.

I'm just trying it out, my real intention is to create a private server. You're not really going to gamble your fortune and develop a pay-to-win game yourself, are you?

(End of this chapter)