Tokyo Video Game Tycoon.

Zhu Youxing nodded: "I understand. Where are those three people now? Call them all over. I want to talk to them personally. Also, try to call the one who is about to leave. If he really doesn't want to come, then forget it."

Zhu Youxing decided to try his best to persuade him to stay.

These four composers were selected as the most suitable candidates after several rounds of screening.

Their individual musical styles are suitable for video games, and it would be a real loss if they all left. Zhu Youxing still intends to try his best to save them.

"Then I'll call them over right now."

After everyone left, Zhu Youxing walked gracefully towards the room where they usually held impromptu meetings.

Come to think of it, this building seems a bit small now.

As the company expanded, the number of employees under his command reached nearly two hundred.

More than half of them are developers, and the rest are from marketing, public relations, legal, finance, and other fields.

The customer service staff are outsourced and do not occupy company space; otherwise, this three-story office building would definitely not be enough.

It seems that I can seriously consider finding a new office location after some time.

As Zhu Youxing was pondering, several people walked in one after another.

Chapter 137 is so kind.

There were five people in total: all the composers employed by the company, including the one introduced by Minoru Matsuhashi.

"Please have a seat, everyone. To be honest, we haven't had a proper exchange since you composers came to our company."

Zhu Youxing raised his hand to signal to the crowd.

Several people took their seats, one of whom seemed somewhat reluctant, while three others kept their eyes darting around. Only the composer introduced by Minoru Matsuhashi remained relatively calm.

His name should be Toriumi Mamoru.

"I've heard that some of you are planning to leave. Is it because learning new knowledge is difficult?" Zhu Youxing rested his elbows on the table, interlaced his fingers, and leaned forward, adopting a posture of attentive listening.

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties volunteered to answer: "It's not because learning new knowledge is difficult, but because we are composers. Our task here is to complete our compositions. We didn't expect that in addition to composing, we would have to learn computer languages. We are all composers, why should we learn computer languages?"

"This is part of the job, but I didn't tell you in advance. However, if possible, I hope to retain you as much as possible and will offer a 10% increase in compensation."

Zhu Youxing looked at the group of people with great sincerity.

These composers were carefully selected from the beginning, and their respective styles really match some of the games.

If we look again, we might be able to find it again, but it will probably take a long time.

You can find tons of programmers on the market. They'll do whatever you're asked to do, and you don't need to worry about their style; all they need to do is be good at programming.

But art is a mysterious thing, and it's not easy to find a suitable candidate.

Zhu Youxing's words stirred slightly the three people whose eyes had been wandering. They were clearly moved by Zhu Youxing's words and felt that they might reconsider.

Programming languages ​​are indeed quite difficult to learn, but the salary offered by Takeyusei from the beginning was not low, and the work here is quite easy, which is very rare in Japan. Staying here is really great.

"Can't we just not learn that kind of troublesome stuff? I really don't understand why computer programming even exists in this world, it's absolutely awful."

Takeyusei looked at the middle-aged man, paused for two seconds, and then asked, "Mr. Nagano Ken, right? You can question computer programming, and you can complain about the complexity of computer programming, but verbal insults are intolerable and very impolite."

At this moment, Takeyusei's eyes were fixed on Nagano Ken.

He appeared calm, yet resolute, and his smile gradually faded, making him seem like a completely different person from his previous friendly demeanor.

It's strange; even though it's the same person, their demeanor and state can change very quickly.

Zhu Youxing considers programming and game development his lifelong career, and nothing can sway him from that. Naturally, he cannot accept anyone slandering him to his face.

When those TV stations tried to discredit video games, he was equally unwilling to back down and tried every means to make those guys suffer, but he didn't expect someone to beat him to it.

Honestly, if no one had leaked so many scandals from those TV stations, Takeyusei himself would have considered doing it.

Nagano Ken was very dissatisfied with Takeyusei's accusations. He was a composer with some fame, although he should be considered a has-been composer, but he was still a little arrogant.

What right do you, a young man, have to criticize me?

From beginning to end, Kenjiro Nagano never considered himself an employee, but rather someone who had been hired by this small company.

He was only helping out because of the money.

Now the person who was invited is being criticized, you bastard...

Nagano Ken opened his mouth as if to say something.

But Zhu Youxing stared at him without blinking.

Suddenly he felt as if his throat was being choked.

All the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them. In the end, I could only open my mouth and then swallow them back down.

“Mr. Ken Nagano, you can leave now. It seems that your values ​​do not align with our company’s.”

Nagano Kenmoto originally wanted to leave immediately, but Takeyusei's words made it seem as if he had been kicked out.

"Please don't make me say it a second time. As you requested before, you can leave now, and you are no longer welcome here."

At this moment, Zhu Youxing had lost even the slightest bit of his usual friendliness.

It's really like he's become a completely different person.

"Fine, if I'm not welcome here, of course I'll leave. But this is my own decision to leave. Don't think that just because you're the president of a small company, you can be arrogant. We composers have never looked down on businessmen like you."

Zhu Youxing didn't respond to him, she just stared at him.

That look in his eyes seemed to say: What are you waiting for? Do you want me to kick you out?

Nagano Ken felt a surge of anger, threw down his chair, and stormed out of the room.

The other composers have now fallen completely silent.

They had previously thought that Zhu Youxing was very young. Although the president of the company held a high position, they were not actually afraid, because the two sides were not in the same industry.

But what Zhu Youxing just witnessed made them all feel a little uneasy.

"Gentlemen, I sincerely want to persuade you to stay. If you are willing to stay and patiently learn programming languages ​​to write songs, I can guarantee you a raise. At the same time, you will be welcomed by countless players, something you could never have obtained in the past."

Mamoru Toriumi was the first to raise his hand and say, "President Takeyu, thank you for your kindness. I am willing to continue to grow with the company because I also believe that video game music is a very interesting thing."

The other three were more swayed by the money, but in the end, they all chose to stay.

Since I've stayed, I have to learn a programming language.

However, actually, once you start making the decision to learn this, it's not really that difficult.

The initial complex code can be discouraging.

To ensure that those who remained could rest easy, Takeyusei instructed Matsuhashi Minoru to keep a close eye on the composers to prevent them from having any more fragile thoughts.

Since you've taken my money, you should work honestly and at least abide by the spirit of the contract.

Especially in cases requiring secondary confirmation.

If they dare to complain again under these circumstances, Zhu Youxing will really not be polite anymore.

"President, I heard you were really strict today, is that true?"

When he got off work that evening, Minoru Matsuhashi came to Yusei Take's office and asked him this question, looking rather cautious.

Chapter 138 Social Craze

Faced with Matsuhashi Minoru's question, Takeyusei was clearly taken aback, but he quickly remembered what had happened that day, and then just smiled and said, "It's not as exaggerated as you say, it's just that there was a guy who was a bit impolite."

"Is it that composer who left?"

"Well, let it be. I don't want to deal with it. Speaking of which, could you find me some good office space recently? The company has expanded, and we need a new office location. Once we make more money, we can just buy a building."

Suddenly, Zhu Youxing remembered a joke: First-class companies sell buildings, second-class companies set standards, and third-class companies manufacture products.

What level of development do I qualify for with my plan to buy a building?

The promotion for the new console, Super Famicom (SFC), continues. Currently, apart from most TV stations not airing game ads, all other places that can broadcast ads are flooded with SFC ads.

Moreover, each advertisement is slightly different, using the latest high-quality game graphics as the advertisement cover and then labeling it with the SFC promotional tag.

Such as a more realistic world, a brand new experience, and other common promotional phrases.

Surui Electronics would have originally secured a certain market share, but under the barrage of advertising, the sales growth of the PN game console plummeted once again.

It seems that Takeyusei has everything he wants in the entire Japanese market.

Finally, after another month of relentless advertising, the Super Famicom (SFC) was officially released amidst great anticipation.

Its release day once again drew an unprecedented crowd.

"Viewers, this is a reporter from TV Tokyo's news program. I'm currently at a video game store in Minato Ward. As you can see, there's a huge line of people behind me, all here for the release of the Super Famicom today."

The television screen showed a surging crowd behind the reporter; it was late spring, and the weather was gradually getting warmer.

And the players' enthusiasm became even more intense under these circumstances.

However, even with so many people, the event was still very orderly.

Of course, it's not because these people are particularly well-mannered.

The main thing is that every few dozen meters there is a guy in a suit, about 1.8 meters tall, with a burly build and wearing sunglasses, standing there, looking like he's super capable of fighting.

They were specially hired temporary security personnel, the most expensive kind.

At some key sales locations, Zhuyouxing spared no expense, increasing its efforts to maintain order during the first few days of SFC's release.

Even if there were troublemakers, it would be extremely unwise to do so at this time.

The game console was officially released during this process, and players who bought the SFC at the first opportunity were overjoyed and rushed home with their consoles.

Those in line would look on with envy at those who bought the game and left.

The first lucky person to buy the game console was interviewed, seemingly receiving a brief period of public attention, which made the player very happy.

Tachu, an editor at Nikkei, was among the crowd.

Today he has only one task: to buy a game console and experience the latest game graphics firsthand at home.

Every now and then, Tian Chong would see some familiar faces; they turned out to be his colleagues, relatives, or friends.

Oh? So you're here too.