Chapter Ten: This Yin Jian Is Far Too Confident
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Yu Jia stared at the computer screen, waiting for Yin Jian’s reply.
As soon as he sought advice, she would immediately send over the materials she’d prepared for several nights, including her planned modifications for “My Little World.”
If this designer, Yin Jian, followed her blueprint to adjust the game, she was confident she could help him reach the next recommendation.
Yin Jian: “No need. My game is already excellent. It doesn’t require any more changes.”
Upon seeing Shi Tou’s message, Yin Jian responded decisively.
What the other party wanted him to change was nothing more than the game’s visuals.
He had indeed produced a texture pack, but that was meant to be used for monetization after launch. If he used it now, how would he make money? Should he sell “My Little World” as a buyout game?
He had considered that route, but quickly dismissed it.
“My Little World” had enormous future potential. Treating it as a buyout game and selling it once would be squandering a divine-tier game.
He only needed to keep growing the player base, and the future profits would far surpass a one-time buyout.
At this thought, Yin Jian suddenly realized he hadn’t clarified a crucial matter—the game’s charging mechanism.
If the platform handled monetization directly, his plan for a free game would instantly turn to dust.
Aware of the gravity of the issue, he immediately typed out his inquiry. If the platform intervened, he’d have no choice but to make “My Little World” a buyout game.
In the Qiyou Building
Yu Jia was furious, her clenched little fists nearly pale.
She felt as if all her efforts had gone to waste.
What had all those late nights been for? To move herself?
How could Yin Jian be so confident? How dare he!
[Ding!]
Just as she stewed, she saw another message from Yin Jian.
She thought he’d changed his mind and was about to send her materials, but when she read what he wrote, she was so angry her eyes widened like cartoon characters.
“This guy…”
She felt there was nothing left to say. This person was hopeless, beyond redemption!
She sent over the detailed onboarding documents Yin Jian requested and closed the chat window.
If she typed another word to this dead weight, she’d be a puppy.
Yu Jia’s cheeks were flushed, as red as a ripe apple.
In the same office, Ye Yu, another intern operations specialist, noticed Yu Jia’s unusual state.
“Yu Jia, is that the designer you signed before?”
Ye Yu got up and walked over, wearing a smile he thought was gentle but actually looked rather sleazy.
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Seeing Yu Jia silent, he leaned in for a glance at her screen and spotted traces of conversation.
He had three years’ experience working at small companies, and it took him only seconds to analyze the whole situation.
Thinking he’d seen through it all, he wore a knowing smile: “There’s no point in reasoning with designers who don’t know their place.”
“In their eyes, they’re the best in the world. No need to waste too much time on them.”
“I hope we both pass our three-month internship and become official operations specialists at Qiyou.”
Finishing, he noticed Yu Jia turn to look at him. Thinking she’d caught the implication in his words, he immediately blurted out his proudest achievement of the day:
“I signed a designer today called ‘Green Hat Windmoon Landlord.’ Sister Yun has seen his game and said it might break out regionally. Do you know what that means?”
“A game about to earn a hundred thousand a month will come from my hands!”
Ye Yu lifted his chin, quite pleased with himself.
But after waiting for a while, Yu Jia didn’t react with awe. Instead…
She got up, walked to the door, and left the office.
Throughout, she didn’t spare him a glance.
He had been ignored again.
Seeing this, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his anger.
This woman—one day, he’d make her sing the song of the mighty Han.
Ignoring the amused looks from the other three in the office, he returned to his seat and resumed work.
Guiding his contracted designers on how to make games and cater to player psychology.
Green Hat Windmoon Landlord: “Fish Master, did you look at my game? Does it need any changes?”
Seeing the message, Ye Yu’s lips curled. This was the attitude a designer should have toward an operations specialist.
Ye Yu pondered at his desk for a moment, then typed quickly:
“I’ve reviewed your game. The quality’s fine, but the storyline…”
Women like Yu Jia needed to be subdued by someone superior, so he planned to personally mentor a blockbuster.
He was determined to defeat Yu Jia in the internship review three months later.
“Let my designer’s results crush yours, and see if you yield then.”
Green Hat Windmoon Landlord: “Fish Master, just say the word, I’ll change it right away.”
“Romance games are trending now. As the saying goes, even pigs can fly on the wind. Don’t focus so much on fighting—add more scantily clad female elements. The current crowd just likes that.”
Green Hat Windmoon Landlord: “Huh? But Fish Master, my game doesn’t really suit that genre.”
Ye Yu frowned at Green Hat’s reply.
Just as he was stewing and looking for an outlet, he ran into resistance.
“Change it or not, that’s your choice, but I can’t guarantee you’ll get a recommendation.”
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How dare a mere designer question the vision of a professional operations specialist? Did he really think signing a contract meant he could sleep easy?
Whether a game lives or dies is entirely at his discretion.
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Windmoon Street
Penthouse apartment.
Zhou Shun stared at the reply on his computer for a long time before gritting his teeth and typing,
“Fine, I’ll change it right now!”
He truly hadn’t expected his first contract would land him with such an unethical operations specialist.
Threatening him outright with recommendation slots.
Not a shred of professional ethics.
But there was no choice.
If you get promoted, you’re king.
If the operations specialist blocks you, your game will never see the light of day.
“So jealous of Brother Yin… sigh~”
He sighed, lamenting his own luck.
Pulling himself together, he opened the game assistant.
He began to ponder how to make changes.
But after thinking for ages, he still had no clue.
Because his game was a microcosm, with the protagonist being a black ant.
Adding female elements—should he throw in a few queen ants?
“...”
Zhou Shun shivered.
That would instantly turn it into a horror game.
But without queen ants, what other female elements could there be?
Nano realistic dolls?