I want to make a game

Eric was like an ant on a hot pan. Not only did he see that it did not decrease, but more and more players were sweating profusely.

"Dang thump..."

Before the rapid footsteps approached him, he hurriedly turned around.

"Kevin, how much has the headquarters given us?"

"Store Manager! There is not a single one! The vice president said that all Walmarts around the world are in a state of out of stock and cannot be divided!"

Kevin now understood what more elves mean to them. He ran to Eric in front of crying and anxiously.

"Store Manager! We are the second largest Walmart branch in New York. If I can't even satisfy half of the players, then we'll be done! Duke asked the headquarters for 50,000 units, and the branch that guy was responsible for was staring at our location early! Store Manager! Think of a solution!"

"Shut up! Of course I know, of course I know that Duke's bastard! Let me think of a way, let me think of a way!"

Eric took out a cigarette and shivered and ignited it. There were more and more players. Now he regrets the more he wants. Walmart's distribution has always been the bottom line plus voluntary.

The bottom line task of the Elf in his store is 10,000, and he asked for another 20,000. This number is already very high. Nintendo's FC was less than 20,000 in this store back then!

The elves are very popular. Akihabara also had record sales last year, but Akihabara was able to create such a miracle because players around the world rushed over.

Now it is the first global launch! There are many Elf game fans, no matter how many, the number of them is scattered all over the world and then to each sales point is definitely very limited!

There are 30,000 elves, he is planning to sell them for the next restocking! But now, I’m afraid I can’t stand it for a day! But the more this happens, the more chance it is. There is no need to resist the next restocking. As long as he persists for one more day than other stores, he can stand out from the many store managers.

Of course, if he is the first one to hold on, no! No, as long as he is one of the first ones who can't hold on, he, the store manager, will be over.

The second largest Walmart branch in New York? There are more players than other stores? So what? When it was allocated, the headquarters did not limit you! Duke, who is a little smaller than you, has asked for 50,000 units! 30,000 units? That's the ability!

When Eric thought of this scene, he felt chill all over. He thought anxiously how to overcome this crisis. Suddenly, he saw three teenagers, three teenagers he was extremely familiar with. He could sit in the position of the store manager and also gave them blessings.

"Ika Jason Billy?"

"Is it Ika who bought the Master Ball?"

Kevin heard Eric's quiet voice and he stretched his neck to scan the crowd below.

“Master Ball…”

“Master Ball…”

"Master ball! Yes! It's Master ball! I have a way!"

Eric had a flash of inspiration. He knew how to solve the current predicament. He pressed the cigarette and ran to the office quickly.

"Kevin, look at the order shop, I'll go and ask for the elf from the headquarters!"

"I understand, store manager! You must ask for a little more! At least we have more inventory than that bastard Duke!"

Eric ran back to the office panting and picked up the phone and dialed the headquarters.

"Hello?"

He didn't care about any etiquette now and said with a heavy breath.

"Hello, Vice President Robson, I am the manager of Walmart No. 3 Branch in New York, Eric."

"Oh, Eric, is there anything wrong?"

"Vice President, the stock of the elves in the No. 3 branch in New York is in a hurry and can't hold on for a day. Please ask the headquarters to give me another batch of elves."

"Eric, you know, Walmart has many branches, and I really can't take care of each of you, but at least I can guarantee that each of you is fair competition. There was no restriction on you when the headquarters was allocated."

Eric had known this would be the answer. He calmed down his emotions and kept struggling in his mind. In the end, he decided to say that.

"Vice President, please, please see, I'm the first to open a Master Ball in my store."

The other end of the phone was silent.

"Gudong..."

Eric swallowed, and he felt his heart almost jump out of his chest. What was he doing? He was taking the reward for his merits! He was...

"Eric."

"Are you said."

The plain voice dispelled all Eric's courage. He suddenly began to regret his decision, maybe he shouldn't...

"Well, what a lucky guy, how much do you want?"

"Ga...cough...cough..."

The reversal was too fast. When he thought the superiors were going to punish him, he didn't expect the vice president to agree!

"Sorry, Vice President, I..."

"Don't be too excited, Eric."

“Yes, yes.”

Eric clenched his fist silently and waved it hard, winning!

"Vice President, I apply for 100,000 elves."

"Eric, don't go too far. 50,000 units, because your store is the first to open a master's ball, but your store is the second largest in New York."

50,000? How can 50,000 be able to do it? 50,000 cannot last until the next replenishment. He knew very well that more than 200,000 pieces a day is the limit of the current, and only more than 2 million pieces in 10 days. Although the Han Dynasty is building a new production line, it takes time! How many pieces can he get when more than 2 million pieces are scattered to the whole world? The next time they are allocated, these store managers will definitely be tragic.

"80,000 pieces!"

"30,000."

"Great! Praise your generosity."

Eric dared not bargain anymore, and there was no one left!

After hanging up the phone, Eric slapped himself hard. Because of one more sentence, his mind was blinded by greed, 20,000 elves disappeared.

"call..."

He calmed down his emotions, and the roller coaster-like ups and downs were too exciting.

"Fortunately, at least ten thousand more than that bastard Duke. No, I have to think of a way, 60,000, no, now I'm afraid it's at most 40,000, and I have to find a way to survive until the next restocking!"

After pondering for a while, Eric hurried back to the sales point.

"Kevin, go and tell the police not to be too strict when maintaining order."

"Ah? That's going to happen, the store manager!"

"Are you a pig? Don't be too strict, it's not to care. As long as they don't fight or go to the line randomly, they don't have to worry."

"Taylor, tell your salespeople that they will chat with players more and don't rush to hand over the product to players. In the end, who has the least sales, I will give her a bonus of $10,000!"

Taylor looked confused. The first time she heard that those who sold less could get bonuses.

This is the solution that Eric came up with for a moment, one word, drag! He is now the branch with the most inventory in addition to Walmart's main store, and you can win if you drag it! Even if his store has a large flow of people, as long as he sells less than other stores, he will win! When those stores are out of stock, and he has it, there is a scene. I am afraid that players from New York and even nearby cities will come over and deliberately restrict purchases to players. He dare not, President Liu and President Sam of the Han Dynasty will kill him.