Have you ever made games? Then you should write about games!

Before the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the dazzling neon lights of Edo night shone on Yin Qingying's cold and beautiful face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Hearing Chen Dong's words, Yin Qingying nodded gently and responded in a clear and melodious voice.

"Domestic public opinion is indeed overwhelmingly in our favor, but it seems unlikely to have much impact on that Japanese national blogger."

In my opinion, we should return to Japan as soon as possible. After all, Japanese people are known for committing arson in big cities.

Yin Qingying turned around, her phone still faintly glowing in her hand.

She received a message from Shen Shi in China, reminding them to be careful.

Upon hearing this, Chen Dong paused for a moment, his expression slightly stunned.

As a seasoned anime fan, he naturally knew about the case that caused huge losses to the anime industry.

The crucial point is that, at the same time and in the same place, the same arson occurred in the same world.

Therefore, even though the probability of such an event occurring is extremely low, it is not entirely zero.

Chen Dong is not only responsible for himself, but also for the employees who came to Edo with him.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Chen Dong slowly nodded in agreement with Yin Qingying's suggestion to withdraw from the Edo Game Show and return to China ahead of schedule.

"I'll talk to CEFC China Air and see if we can be sent back to China tomorrow. You should also buy your tickets. If we can't charter a plane back to China, we can take a public flight."

Faced with Chen Dong's suggestion of two preparations, Yin Qingying nodded vigorously and immediately put it into action.

Inside a villa in Chiyoda Ward, Edo, covering an area of ​​over 1,000 square meters.

Fujishima Yuichiro leaned back on a cushion made of white fox fur, lazily closing his eyes, with a custom-made Shiseido face mask on his face, which cost more than 55,000 yen per piece.

Based on the current average hourly wage in Japan, an average person would need to work around forty hours to buy one of these face masks.

According to today's exchange rate, that's about 2500 RMB.

Such an expensive face mask is beyond the reach of ordinary people, but for Fujishima Yuichiro, it is just an ordinary face mask that he uses more than three times a day.

As for the sofa under Fujishima Yuichiro's butt, if we use the face mask on his face as a unit of measurement, its value is equivalent to a thousand face masks.

"Mr. Fujishima, three minutes are up."

A butler in a suit standing next to the sofa glanced at his mechanical watch and whispered a reminder.

Beside him, two maids dressed as maids, one carrying a silver basin filled with warm water and the other holding a towel as white as fresh snow, slowly walked up to Fujishima Yuichiro.

Then, kneeling down, she gently removed the face mask from Fujishima Yuichiro's face and lightly wiped away the remaining essence with a towel soaked in warm water.

Just as the maid was serving him, a series of hurried footsteps sounded at the doorway, gradually growing louder until they stopped in front of Fujishima Yuichiro.

Fujishima Yuichiro didn't even lift his eyelids, asking in a flat tone.

"Mr. Takagi, what happened?"

The visitor was none other than the CEO of Fujishima Yuichiro's company.

"Mr. Fujishima, you shouldn't provoke that Chinese game company."

Hideaki Takagi was a middle-aged man with a stern face and a loud voice.

"Someone uploaded the video to China, which sparked considerable public outcry; everyone is condemning you!"

"So what?" Fujishima Yuichiro slowly opened his eyes, his tone nonchalant, as if he wasn't worried at all about the public opinion in China affecting him.

"There aren't many Chinese people in my fan base, and I don't want any disgusting Chinese people to appear among my fans."

Fujishima Yuichiro waved his hand, signaling the two maids and the butler to leave together.

Seeing Fujishima Yuichiro's indifferent attitude again, Takagi Hide was at his wit's end and said with a hint of disappointment.

"China is a country with more than one billion people, which is undoubtedly an enormous market. According to the company's plan, you should start trying to enter the Chinese market within the next two years."

However, due to public opinion, this plan will likely be delayed for several years until the public outcry subsides.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fujishima Yuichiro shrugged nonchalantly, his voice even carrying a hint of relief.

"Isn't this a good thing, Mr. Takagi?"

"Furthermore," Fujishima Yuichiro's tone shifted abruptly, his expression turning serious, "Mr. Takagi, please don't forget who has been paying your salary, so please stop speaking to me in this tone and attitude."

Seeing the serious and gloomy expression on Fujishima Yuichiro's face, Takagi Hide was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered and bowed his head to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fujishima, I was too hasty."

Seeing this, Fujishima Yuichiro smiled again, stood up, patted Takagi Hide on the shoulder, and his tone became gentle.

"That's more like it."

Since that game company has disrupted the company's plans, it can forget about staying at the exhibition any longer...

A ruthless glint flashed in Fujishima Yuichiro's eyes as he leaned down and whispered a few words in Takagi Hide's ear.

A few minutes later, Takagi Hide looked at Fujishima Yuichiro with some hesitation, opened his mouth as if to say something, but after seeing the sinister look in the other's eyes, he swallowed his words.

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

After seeing Takagi Hide off, Fujishima Yuichiro, with the help of a maid, changed into a traditional kimono and headed to the computer room in the villa, which was used for live streaming.

On the way, the housekeeper quietly reminded him of the live broadcast schedule for tonight.

"Mr. Fujishima, Konami Corporation has sent you a demo of Pro Evolution Soccer and downloaded it to your computer. Tonight's live stream will showcase the game while you play it."

"I see."

Fujishima Yuichiro nodded, pushed open the door, and walked into the computer room, which was over 100 square meters in size.

After a brief preparation, he moved the mouse and clicked the start broadcast button.

Perhaps it was 9 p.m., the time when people were getting off work, but as soon as the live stream started, the number of viewers in the live stream room surged to 10,000.

Then, in a very short period of time, the number exceeded 100,000.

Seeing the number of viewers in the live stream steadily approaching 200,000, Fujishima Yuichiro opened "Pro Evolution Soccer" while subtly criticizing Starcard, who had embarrassed him that morning, to the audience.

I'm a fan of Starcard's "Escape from Chickenkov" and a fan of Konami's "Pro Evolution Soccer".

The viewers in the live stream were mostly Japanese, who naturally harbored hostility towards Chinese people. Regardless of right or wrong, they resolutely sided with Fujishima Yuichiro.

As a result, a large number of comments boycotting Starcard's games began to appear in the live stream's chat.

Meanwhile, at the Makuhari Messe exhibition hall in Chiba Prefecture.

The group of people walked through the wide-open gate and arrived at the Starcard booth in the center of the hall with a clear goal in mind.