Chapter 817 Street Stall Food Contest? (Ask for a Monthly Pass!)

At this time, Qiu Hong was worrying in the incubation base of the "Poor Road Project" in the imperial capital.

Because in his opinion, the games produced by this incubation base are really not enough.

It has been two months since the incubation base began to operate, and many independent game producers have been developing games for a period of time before coming to the incubation base. It stands to reason that it is time to produce some results.

After all, this is an independent game, the investment and workload are not too big, and the route is small and beautiful.

However, just changing the BUG has exhausted everyone.

There are two games that have been launched, but for various reasons, the response is not good.

Qiu Hong briefly summed it up, and felt that it was mainly due to ability issues.

Although relevant supporting support is provided to these independent game designers, it does not mean that the games they make will be successful.

Because game production itself is a matter with a low probability of success, especially independent game production. Because independent game producers themselves have more than enough inspiration and enthusiasm but not enough ability, otherwise it would be great for them to go directly to work in a serious game company, why should they choose the unprofitable and tiring path of independent games.

But in this way, Qiu Hong was under a lot of pressure.

He knew that Mr. Pei had high hopes for this independent game incubation base, and he was never ambiguous about giving money. He himself was a well-known and successful game producer, but after working for half a day without any results, he was really shameless.

Due to various bugs and details, several games that Qiu Hong focused on, such as "Ink and Cloud", cannot be released for the time being, and may have to wait until next month.

No matter how anxious Qiu Hong was, it was useless if he had no game to play.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and Mr. Pei called.

Qiu Hong couldn't help but "thump" in his heart: Mr. Pei must not be here to ask for responsibility, right?

When he submitted the weekly work report on the incubation base, he had an ominous premonition. Now that Mr. Pei has actually called himself, does this mean that the premonition has come true?

Qiu Hong quickly picked up the phone: "Boss Pei!"

On the phone, Mr. Pei's voice was very kind, even a little cheerful: "Mr. Qiu, I already know about the situation of the incubation base. It has been very successful! The situation is very good, we must continue to maintain it, you know?"

ha?

A question mark slowly floated above Qiu Hong's head, almost thinking that he heard it wrong, or Mr. Pei made the wrong number.

But if you think about it carefully, you should be right, Mr. Pei is talking about the incubation base.

The situation is very good? Do it very successfully?

Qiu Hong was very confused: "Mr. Pei, you call the current situation very successful? Is there some deviation in my definition of 'success'?"

"The two games we released obviously didn't sell well..."

Pei Qian chuckled: "Of course it's very successful!"

"President Qiu, there is obviously a problem with your evaluation criteria. You should think this way: These independent game designers were unable to complete and release the game before, but with the help of the incubation base, they were able to complete the game. Meeting the players, isn't this a huge improvement and success?"

"Don't worry about how many points you get on this paper, at least you can complete the entire test paper independently, fill in all the questions that should be answered, and hand in the paper normally, this is a kind of progress!"

"People have to take their time. How can it be possible to start making money just two months after building an indie game incubation base? Too eager for quick success! This kind of mentality is not advisable."

Qiu Hong was confused when he heard it, and his expression was a little dazed.

Although what Mr. Pei said makes sense, it always feels a little weird.

Does it mean that my job is actually very good? It's just that I don't feel it myself?

The sudden compliment almost made Qiu Hong shiver.

"However..." Pei Qian changed the subject, "There are still some problems in your work, I must point them out now, and you correct them as soon as possible."

Qiu Hong let out a long breath, that's right!

How can my work be perfect? I don't believe it myself.

Hastily said: "Mr. Pei, please speak directly, I'm all ears."

Pei Qian said: "I read in your work report that you plan to let the producers of these two games take a break before continuing to design and develop the next independent game? This is inappropriate."

Qiu Hong was silent for a moment, then said: "Mr. Pei, you mean..."

"Are you going to fire them?"

Qiu Hong heard Mr. Pei's meaning, obviously he was dissatisfied with his arrangement.

The games of these two designers have already been finished, and the market response is not good, so Qiu Hong plans to let them start making new games immediately, and the incubation base can't support idlers.

But Mr. Pei felt that this was inappropriate. Could it be that he kicked and replaced them early because he felt that these two people were useless?

Pei Qian on the other end of the phone almost held his breath.

This Qiu Hong, what comprehension ability!

Is it okay for you to open such a brawny minister?

Pei Qian hurriedly said: "Your understanding is too outrageous! I mean, modify, optimize, and redo these two games until they are recognized by the market, understand?"

"Every independent game is the condensation of the designer's inspiration and wisdom. If the game is not popular with players, it doesn't mean that the idea is bad, but it only means that the way to express this idea is not mature enough!"

"If every idea is tried and tested and then given up, how can it be successful?"

"If the game is not successful, then spend money to redo it until it succeeds!"

Qiu Hong was dumbfounded.

Other people's game companies cut off failed projects in time to stop losses; Mr. Pei is lucky, and instead stepped up efforts to renew the life of failed projects!

According to common sense, this is a very stupid behavior. After all, the game itself has been rejected by the market. Instead of making a big change, it is better to make a new one.

But Boss Pei's tone was extremely firm, so straightforward that Qiu Hong felt that what he said was very reasonable! So it was me who was wrong?

Qiu Hong thought for a while: "Then... there must be an upper limit for investment, right? One million? Two million? There can't be more independent games!"

Pei Qian was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't let money limit your precious imagination."

"If a game can only achieve the best results when you spend five million, and you set a limit of two million for it, how can it be successful?"

"Since you have decided to do it, you must do your best, understand?"

Qiu Hong: "...Okay."

...

After hanging up the phone, Pei Qian continued to check the reports of other departments.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, it was He Desheng.

"Mr. Pei, let me briefly report on the situation of the cold noodle girl. The report is not clear in a few words, so I think it's better to report in person."

Pei Qian nodded: "Well, let's talk."

He Desheng briefly introduced the situation of the cold noodle girl.

After Meng Chang sold all the shares in his hands, he completely distanced himself from the cold noodle girl and let go of her. But there are still a large part of the original employees of the cold noodle girl.

Although the company ran out of money and wages were in arrears, it was not so fast to change jobs.

Many people heard that the company was ruined, and they were looking for a job in despondency, but they heard the news that their original job was saved before they found a new job.

These people have been resettled and returned to their jobs. The cold noodle girl's store should be able to open soon and start normal business.

Of course, Yuanmeng Venture Capital took out another sum of money for the normal operation of Leng Noodle Girl's stores.

He Desheng asked: "Mr. Pei, are you going to continue with those marketing activities of the cold noodle girl?"

In the past, Meng Chang spent money like water, mainly because he spent too much on marketing expenses, buying various hot searches, advertising, and even renting venues for lectures.

If it is just to subsidize and maintain the daily operation of the store, it will be very slow to spend money.

Pei Qian thought for a while: "Let's put everything on hold for now, let's think about it in the long run."

Although continuing these marketing activities costs money quickly, but now the boss of the cold noodle girl has changed from Meng Chang to Tengda. Considering Tenda's influence, if it is really publicized, it is very likely to have some unknown impact on the cold noodle girl.

So Pei Qian thought about it, and it is better to observe and observe first, and finally find a stable money-losing game, so don't just take it and play it off.

What's more, many marketing activities would not work without Meng Chang. For example, that speech, Pei Qian couldn't do it by himself, that would be outrageous.

He Desheng hesitated for a moment, and said: "Mr. Pei, other marketing activities are easy to talk about. The only one is the 'Food Stall Contest'. In the early stage, we have spent a lot of effort to find some participating vendors from all over the country. The start time of the competition is set at next Zhou, do you think this is still going to work?"

Pei Qian froze for a moment.

Food stall competition?

This Meng Chang is quite capable of making a living. How did you come up with this kind of marketing campaign?

Pei Qian immediately thought of Meng Chang's intention: He wanted to invite small vendors from all over the country to cook some delicacies, and use them as green leaves to serve as a foil for the cold noodle girl. This must be a good topic, and the advertising effect will not be bad.

Pei Qian was really interested, and nodded: "This sounds good, so let's do it according to the original plan."

He Desheng nodded: "Alright Mr. Pei, then there is nothing else to do."

He was about to leave when Pei Qian stopped him.

"What is Meng Chang doing now?"

He Desheng replied: "He seems to have found many investors, but all of them were rejected, basically the possibility of turning over is very slim."

"Some failed entrepreneurs seem to have a chance to turn around, but in fact it is because they either have a good family, or connections, or resources, or fans... and Meng Chang actually has everything but personal ability. No, it's deadly."

"However, if Meng Chang puts down his figure, does some work that he doesn't like, and works steadily for more than ten years... the money should be almost repaid."

Pei Qian thought for a while: "If he really has nowhere to go, I can consider arranging a job for him."

He Desheng: "Alright Mr. Pei, should he be in charge of the cold noodle girl?"

Pei Qian shook his head: "No. Let's talk about it later."