A little kid wants to meet the editor-in-chief of the magazine!

The two security guards at the door planned to take action on the spot and gently invited Huang Yiming out. Don’t blame this plot for being too bloody, it’s because the security guards have too rich experience.

Because "Game Player" magazine is the largest and most famous magazine in the United States, there are more than a dozen people who want to enter the magazine every day.

Most of them are pure fans who want to meet the holy land in their minds.

Some of them dream of famous authors, hoping to publish their articles in magazines, but these guys are often self-righteous and have been rejected by editors countless times, so they plan to go straight to the magazine and make public statements with the editors.

These two types of people are pretty good, and the worst thing is some guys with ulterior motives.

Because it is the number one game magazine in the United States, major game companies around the world will give away many unpublished games to the magazine for trial play, so as to facilitate writing related articles.

There are also many game companies that produce limited editions of the surrounding area and give them as gifts to magazines, so the magazine also displays many priceless products, which makes some fanatical players eager to sneak in and steal things.

In short, it was basically impossible for Huang Yiming, a little brat, to sneak in and meet the editor-in-chief. The security guard directly persuaded him to get out.

Because he was still a child, the security guard did not take any heavy measures. He just lifted Huang Yiming up and put it at the door, guarding him at the same time, preventing him from going in again.

"Damn!" Huang Yiming looked at the magazine's door depressedly, and an uncle in his 30-year-old smiled and said, "Little guy, don't think about getting in and having fun, you'd better go home obediently!"

"I didn't want to get in and have fun!" Huang Yiming looked at the middle-aged uncle with an unhappy look, and then muttered, "I really have a lot of information in my hand."

"What big information?" the uncle asked curiously.

"Pokemon's Easter Egg!" Huang Yiming said.

"Pokemon's Easter Egg, you're sure!!" The uncle looked at the little fat man in surprise. What this guy said was true.

As the most popular game recently, Pokemon has a large number of players and millions of people are playing games every day, but I have never heard of anyone who has discovered that there are Easter eggs in this game!

"Or what would I do if I spent two dollars to get here by bus?" Huang Yiming rolled his eyes and said.

"What easter egg, tell me!" the middle-aged uncle asked quickly.

"Why should I tell you?" Huang Yiming glanced at the middle-aged uncle and said, "I have to sell my information. Do you have money?"

"Of course there is!" said the middle-aged uncle. "Little fat man, you probably don't know. Actually, I am also the editor-in-chief of a game magazine, "Game Life" magazine. Have you heard of it?"

"No! I've never heard of it!" Huang Yiming thought for a while and then replied.

"Ahem, you will hear it in the future. Let's take you to my magazine to visit!" said the middle-aged man.

"What do you want to do?" Huang Yiming looked at the other party cautiously. This guy was not a personal dealer, right?

"Don't worry, this is my work permit, and my magazine is also on this street. I am a celebrity at least!" said the middle-aged man, and then threw a business card to Huang Yiming. Huang Yiming took a look and it was indeed written on it, "Conan West, editor-in-chief of Game Life Magazine."

With doubts about his belief, Huang Yiming followed Conan for a few minutes and arrived at an old apartment building on the street. The sign of "Game Life" magazine was indeed hung from the exterior wall of the apartment building.

This magazine is very worn out. Huang Yiming followed the middle-aged man and arrived at the door of the magazine. Then he saw a poster posted on it saying: Congratulations to "Game Life" for its sales across the United States exceeded 10,000 copies!

"Only 10,000 copies!" Huang Yiming was shocked. How miserable this magazine was, it was enough to have only sold 100 million copies in the entire rice!

"Don't care, this is something that happened ten years ago!" The editor-in-chief smiled awkwardly.

"What is the sales volume now?" Huang Yiming asked curiously.

"The sales volume in New York is about 2,000 volumes!" said the editor-in-chief.

"The whole of 2,000 copies in New York, that's OK..." Huang Yiming just thought so, and then asked casually, "Where is the sales of all rice?"

"2000 volumes..." Conan West muttered.

"Oh my god!" Huang Yiming rolled his eyes. It turned out that 100 million copies were already the pinnacle of this magazine's life.

Unexpectedly, there were two other employees in the magazine, one man and one woman, one black and one white, greeting Huang Yiming with big yellow teeth exposed. Conan Wes specially led Huang Yiming into the only office in the entire company, which was his editor-in-chief's office and said, "Okay, you can tell me if you have any information!"

"I want money!" Huang Yiming said simply.

"At least you have to let me see what this information is first? I can decide how much money I will give you, right!" Conan West said with a bitter face.

"Okay, this is the 166th elf of Pokemon and the only powerful divine beast!" Huang Yiming opened his gb...

"Oh my god!" Conan West glanced at the dreamy illustrations and numbers, and showed an extremely shocked expression.

Huang Yiming, a little brat, knows what a dream means, let alone Conan West, who seems to see an opportunity to change the fate of the entire magazine.

"$500!" Conan West quoted directly.

If he was an ordinary little kid, he would surrender directly when he saw this price, but Huang Yiming was not. This little fat man has been in various blocks of Chinatown since he was a child. He had seen all kinds of gangsters and scumbags. He could also fully realize how valuable this information was, otherwise he would not have gone to a magazine to sell it.

"Are you sending the child away?" Huang Yiming said unhappily, "I tell you, I am the only one who knows how to activate the fantasy easter egg now!"

"Aren't you just a child?" Conan West muttered, then gritted his teeth and said, "$1,000! You're not afraid of you laughing at me when you say it. The entire magazine's final funding this month."

"It's too little, it costs at least 10,000 US dollars, otherwise I would like to try it at "Game Player" magazine!" Huang Yiming said with a big mouth.

"10,000 US dollars! My God, you are crazy. I sell a magazine for $5, and I only earn one dollar per magazine, and I only earn $2,000 a month. If you actually want me $10,000, you are absolutely crazy!" Conan West shouted.

"Then forget it!" Huang Yiming stood up and wanted to leave, and Conan West seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the price. She sat there without saying anything. Seeing that the negotiation was about to fail, Conan West suddenly shouted, "Boy, are you interested in being a shareholder of our "Game Life"?"

"Shareholder?" Huang Yiming was stunned for a moment.

In the end, under the instigation of Conan West, Huang Yiming decided to use his secret to invest in "Game Life" magazine and became a shareholder with 30% of the magazine's shares.

Several years later, both Huang Yiming and Conan West said on TV shows that they were cheated by the other party in front of the host and the other party.

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