I want to make a game

Third, the DDR Global Masters is in full swing, and Liu Zhiyuan has already left the competition site. Whether the Phantom Handheld can be successfully launched and whether it can quickly occupy the entire market, the next layout is crucial.

"Ayuan, Adidas has agreed to your contract. They are very much looking forward to you taking the throne of the first party. Your purpose has been exposed. I am afraid that all the companies that have received your contract have already understood your purpose."

When Li Huagui said these words, he did not have any positive emotions. Although Liu Zhiyuan knew the future of the Han Dynasty when he first joined him, when it really came, he could only panic. The more he understood the pattern of the game industry, the more he understood the structure of the game industry.

The more panicked and uneasy I became.

"Ayuan, are you too anxious? We have only been established for more than a year, and now we have made a lot of money from playing games. How about..."

Liu Zhiyuan interrupted Li Huagui without hesitation.

"At Adidas, you go over and sign the contract. I'll go back to China. It's time to resolve the battery issue. We don't have time."

After finishing, he picked up the ticket on the table and turned around to leave the room. When he walked to the door, he stopped without looking back.

"Either win and take the throne of the first party, or lose and lose cleanly! From now on, you will be the one to negotiate all the companies that the Han Dynasty has cooperated with. The chief steward is not a follower. You should be independent."

"Fuck! Here we go again! What a fucking gambler!"

Seeing Liu Zhiyuan's disappearing figure, Li Hua cursed, but after cursing, he lit a cigarette.

"Yes, the butler is not a follower."

He smiled mockingly to himself. Although he was very busy every day, in terms of his contribution to the Han Dynasty, he was already at the bottom. Even Jiang Jiahao was better than him.

As soon as Liu Zhiyuan walked out of Lucheng Airport in China, Deng Dayong was already waiting outside.

"Brother, this way!"

Liu Zhiyuan opened the car door and got in.

"Go to the hotel arranged by Mayor Yang."

"good."

This time he returned to China with a mission. Although no one gave him this mission, this mission was to let China's leaders see the changes he had brought to China.

"Zhiyuan is back, sit down quickly."

It was rare that Yang Jianguo was not sitting at the main seat. Liu Zhiyuan responded with a smile while paying attention to the people at the table. Even the official mayor of Lucheng was not at the main seat. So his identity in sitting at the main seat is worth pondering.

"I'm sorry to keep you leaders waiting for so long."

"We don't have to wait long, sit down."

These were the words of the real mayor. Looking at the position he pointed at, Liu Zhiyuan's pupils suddenly shrank, because this position was the second most important on the table.

In any case, on this occasion, this seat was not for him to sit in. He glanced at his father without any trace, hoping that he could give him some hints, but it was obviously in vain. Liu Weihua was drinking tea calmly.

"cough..."

The man sitting at the main seat coughed softly and looked at Liu Zhiyuan with a half-smile.

"Don't you dare sit down?"

Liu Zhiyuan thought quickly. It wasn't that he was in vain, but that now was really the most critical moment. He didn't have access to China's senior leadership. He really didn't know what attitude the higher-ups had towards him.

"Okay, don't think too much. This position was assigned to you by name from above. This is a reward for allowing Chinese companies to go abroad and for bringing tens of millions of dollars in foreign exchange to China."

When Liu Zhiyuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. The company that has stepped out of China is Jianlibao. Jianlibao also made an appearance in the DDR Global Masters. Although it is very inconspicuous, many companies want to go crazy just for this inconspicuous appearance.

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The tens of millions of foreign exchange were spent on handheld console assembly. Several electronics factories accepted this business, and now those places are the assembly bases for handheld consoles.

"Thank you leaders, but I, Liu Zhiyuan, would be disrespectful."

After seeing Liu Zhiyuan sit down, the person sitting at the main seat slowly arrived.

"Liu Zhiyuan, the leaders above have seen your various actions in the world, and your ambitions are also clear to the leaders. They will look at you. The leaders asked me to give you a message.

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"Let go and do it boldly. As long as you don't violate the country's bottom line, the country will support you!"

After finishing, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and gestured to Liu Zhiyuan, then drank it in one gulp.

"Next, I will just wear my ears while you chat."

Liu Zhiyuan's whole body was filled with enthusiasm when he said, "The country will support you." Although he has not yet agreed to the TV station, is there any difference between saying this and agreeing to him? As long as the handheld version is released, as long as the first party is firmly established, it will be a matter of course!

He picked up the wine glass and raised it towards the north, drank it in one sip, then filled it up and thanked the person sitting at the main seat and drank it again. This was not a wine cup, but a one-tael wine glass.

After drinking two glasses of high-strength liquor on an empty stomach, Liu Zhiyuan's face quickly began to turn red, but he did not stop and filled it up again.

"Mayor, this is a toast to you. Although we have never interacted with each other before, I know that you must have put a lot of effort into this."

The mayor smiled and nodded.

"Work hard and don't let the country down."

"We must try our best."

After finishing, Liu Zhiyuan drank the wine in the glass again and then filled it up again.

"Uncle Yang, thank you."

Yes, Liu Zhiyuan can be recognized by the country, and Yang Jianguo has contributed the most, so he must drink this glass of wine.

Suppressing the turmoil in his stomach, Liu Zhiyuan filled up his glass again.

Liu Weihua looked at Liu Zhiyuan, who was starting to turn pale, and knew that he was starting to feel uncomfortable now. He felt a little distressed, but he couldn't dissuade him, but fortunately the mayor spoke.

"Okay, let's get up together. We still have things to talk about this time. How can we talk if Zhiyuan drinks too much?"

Then, he picked up the wine glass first, and everyone present drank it in one gulp except the person sitting at the main seat.

"Zhiyuan, take a few bites of food first."

Liu Zhiyuan was not polite. The mayor's words meant that no one at this table was worthy of his toast alone. He took a few bites and then stopped.

Liu Zhiyuan first looked at the leader who was staying away from the incident before he arrived.

"Mayor, do you already know the purpose of my coming back this time?"

The mayor nodded.

"This is the director of Huaxia Battery Factory, Yao Dewang."

When Yao Dewang heard the mayor call his name, he stood up quickly.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

Although he is still at the level of a national cadre, no matter who he is compared with, although Liu Zhiyuan is white, in ancient terms, he is already in the heart of the emperor.

Moreover, this is still his future backer. How far the Huaxia Battery Factory can go depends entirely on Liu Zhiyuan. He does not dare to show any slightest care. He cannot see that the boss of Jianlibao is eagerly waiting for a toast?