"That's great."
"Yes, we can buy it.”
"If the copyright of Ancient City of Extinction is in our hands, I have ten thousand ways to make the players spend money.”
"Yeah, arrange all kinds of grave robbing equipment. All kinds of professional skins."
"What a waste."
"It's simply a waste of natural resources."
"What the hell does the developer of Ancient City of Extinction know about games!”
The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became lively.
Can't compete?
For the goose factory, this was not a problem.
Just buy it.
This was not the first time the goose factory had done this.
He was familiar with the place.
Be it games, novel websites, video websites, various forums, social media applications, and so on.
The goose factory had always faced many competitors.
Many of them even beat the goose factory.
But now?
The goose factory was already an empire.
It didn't matter if he couldn't beat them. If he couldn't beat them, he would buy them.
Can't it just become mine?
As for whether the game would be completely drained after the purchase, or whether it would stop updating and not hinder the original game from making money, that was not up to anyone else.
The quality of the game was so high that it was impossible to give up.
However, the idea of transforming it according to the style of the goose factory was still quite strong.
However, someone quickly raised a question.
"The developer of this game is very mysterious. I've never heard of it before.”
"It looks like a personal studio.”
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. It must be an avatar of an international factory.”
"It's just a cover-up."
"We can't rule out the possibility that there really is a genius who can develop such a game. After all, the cultural core and aesthetic style of this game were completely from the Dragon Country. It didn't seem like a product of an international company.”
"I think so too. Foreigners can't make that taste.”
"The problem is that we don't have the contact information of the Prodigal Son Studio.”
There was a flash of light behind the vice president's glasses.
"Find it, even if you have to dig three feet into the ground.”
"If it doesn't work, then contact Shark Platform and ask them to provide the contact information of the first streamer to stream this game.”
After hearing this suggestion, the others immediately said,
"This is a good idea, but it's more troublesome to dock with the shark platform.”
"I've followed that streamer. It doesn't seem to be operated by MCN. It's just a personal streamer.”
"It's a little troublesome. If we contact the shark platform, the process will be cumbersome.”
……
At this moment, the door of the conference room opened.
A middle-aged man walked in.
Everyone in the meeting room stood up in unison when they saw this person.
Even the vice president who hosted Memories stood up.
A smile immediately appeared on his originally gloomy face.
"Boss Ma, why are you here?"
The others in the conference room were also a little surprised.
After all, Boss Ma was the person who had the overall situation of the goose factory.
The Goose Factory's business was not limited to just players.
Even if the game was the cash cow of Goose Factory and an important source of profit, it was only one of its businesses.
Compared to his own son's social media app, there was still a gap.
At the same time, CEO Ma rarely attended the business meetings of his subordinates.
At the very least, Boss Ma had never personally participated in the games section.
Everyone in the meeting room was very surprised.
"I heard what you said just now.”
"We must buy the game, Ancient City of Extinction, and it would be best if we could buy that Wastrel Studio as well.”
"As for his contact information, I'll ask Shark's CEO. I have his phone number.”
After hearing Boss Ma's words, the people in the meeting room were even more shocked.
Did Boss Ma value Ancient City of Extinction so much?
This was too rare.
Boss Ma had not been directly involved in such a specific business for a long time.
This time, he even used his personal connections for the Ancient City of Jingjue.
After a while, Sister Zhou, who was still fighting in the live broadcast room to find out the cause of death, suddenly received a call.
"I'm sorry, fickle netizens in the live broadcast room. I have a call coming in.”
Sister Zhou immediately apologized.
The netizens in the live broadcast room were unhappy.
"What call? More important than livestreaming games?"
"If I don't find out why I died as soon as I entered the ancient tomb today, I won't be able to sleep at night.”
"Who is this person? He's disturbing Xiao Ying's game at this time.”
"It's indeed a little too much."
Sister Zhou glanced at the phone screen and her expression changed.
"F * ck, Shark's boss, President Chen?”
Sister Zhou could be considered the head streamer of Shark Platform.
Therefore, he had participated in many shark platform activities.
A big streamer of this level would naturally have the phone number of the boss of Shark.
But why was President Chen calling at this time?
When the netizens in the live broadcast room heard that it was actually the old boss of Shark Platform, they immediately exploded.
"D * mn, big news. The boss of Shark Platform called Sister Zhou late at night.”
"Shufen has made a name for herself. No wonder she's been dressing up more and more like a woman recently.”
"No, Sister Zhou is mine."
"Speaking of which…if you don't look at your face and only talk on the phone, isn't Sister Zhou not that attractive? I think a video is better."
"You know Sister Zhou…"
At this moment, Sister Zhou was a little curious.
After all, it was rare for the boss of Shark Platform to call.
After picking up the phone, they had just exchanged a few pleasantries when Sister Zhou's eyes widened and she said in the live broadcast room,
"Xiao Ying, it's for you."
"Boss Shark asked me if I should give him your phone number.”
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