"Bang!"
A loud bang echoed throughout the back of the Wanhai Exhibition booth.
"Tell me what on earth is going on!"
Zeng Fuming stood before the employees, like a beast roaring in anger.
For two whole days, they had used every method imaginable but failed to close the gap in votes with Honghuang Studio.
Instead, the gap widened, and they were far behind in votes.
Now, with only half an hour left until the exhibition ends, even if they had extraordinary means, it would be impossible to overtake them.
Losing to an unknown small studio.
This was undoubtedly a slap in Wanhai's face!
"Director, we've really tried our best, but those players are like they're possessed, all running to Honghuang Studio's side, there's nothing we can do."
One employee below said cautiously.
"That's right, Director, they don't know where they got hold of a highly viral promotional CG, and the players—"
"Don't give me excuses!"
Zeng Fuming directly interrupted the employees: "We invested so many resources to develop these three games, just to ensure we took first place at the exhibition, but now you're telling me we can't even beat a roughly made garbage game? Is it your problem or my problem!?"
At this moment, he no longer had his initial confidence and pride.
All he could think about was how to explain himself to the higher-ups.
After all, to take charge of this exhibition, he had personally promised to secure first place in the voting.
Now he only got second.
Even if the board of Directors didn't say anything, other competitors in the company would surely seize the opportunity to pressure him.
Just thinking about those guys still eyeing him, his face gradually darkened.
"Forget it!"
"Since it's already happened, we can only make up for it with the new project. As long as we do well with the new project, other departments won't be able to do anything to us. Go check, has the document I mentioned before been issued?"
"It has been issued."
Another employee quickly said: "Recently, many manufacturers have started developing survival adventure games. According to the market department's research, FPS shooting games are the most suitable for this genre, so the higher-ups decided to make a first-person battlefield escape game."
"Very good! Shooting games are popular right now, and combined with the emerging survival adventure genre, the market response will definitely be good. Notify the entire department, we'll hold a new project discussion meeting first thing tomorrow morning!"
"What about the exhibition side?"
"Handle it officially. We can't let other departments get more leverage," Zeng Fuming said with a gloomy face.
Having messed up the hard-won assignment, he no longer had the heart to stay there, so he handed it over to his subordinates and turned to leave the venue.
Even his original plan to thoroughly investigate Honghuang Studio was temporarily shelved and forgotten.
With Zeng Fuming's departure.
The three-day Wanhai Game Exhibition finally came to a successful close.
Without any surprise, "super rabbit man" produced by Honghuang Studio successfully won first place and obtained the opportunity to be promoted on major game platforms for three days.
Other manufacturers never expected such an upset this time.
No!
It should be 'evil'!
Because this studio and the games they made were truly 'evil', directly overturning a host of competitors.
The Wanhai higher-ups must be fuming, right?
Their rightful first place was just snatched away.
Even the programmers at Honghuang Studio had a look of seeing a ghost after hearing the news.
"Our game actually got first place?"
"And it even climbed over Wanhai's three games?"
"Are you kidding me! Are the players on-site blind?"
"That silly game can get first place??"
Old Li and others in the company felt their worldview was shaken, and they hurriedly clicked on the website to search for the Wanhai Exhibition.
As a result, they saw that the first place was indeed their game.
Below it, there was a large line of text stating "Produced by Honghuang Studio."
This is just ridiculous!
Not to mention Old Song, who was stationed at the studio.
After receiving the news, he stood blankly in front of the computer with his mouth agape, and it took him a while to react.
That guy.
He actually did it!
Recalling what Chen Lin had said before the exhibition began, Old Song felt a tremor in his heart.
He had thought it was just a casual joke, but he truly, by himself, rose powerfully at the exhibition, heavily suppressing the host, Wanhai Group!
What elation.
And what a feeling of triumph.
Although it was not enough to affect a behemoth like Wanhai, it avenged the suppression they suffered back then!
And he knew.
This was just the beginning!
"My decision was indeed correct."
Old Song secretly clenched his fists.
He was very much looking forward to it.
What it would be like when one day Honghuang broke through the chaos and appeared before everyone with unparalleled might.
He believed.
That day would not be too far away!
"Buzz buzz—"
Suddenly, his phone, placed to the side, rang.
Old Song habitually picked it up to answer, but the voice that came from the other end made his expression sink.
"Brother Song, long time no see."
It was the voice of Star Travel Director Yang Kang!
"Oh, Director Yang, I wouldn't dare call you brother. Is there something you need by calling me suddenly?"
Old Song said sinisterly. At this critical juncture, how could he not know why the other party was calling.
As expected.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Kang chuckled twice: "Brother Song, you're too formal. After all, we've worked together for so long, even if there's no personal relationship, there's still righteousness, wouldn't you say?"
Old fox!
Old Song cursed inwardly.
This guy, he simply saw that their Honghuang had gained great fame at the exhibition, showing signs of rising, and wanted to mend relations.
After all, in the eyes of businessmen, there is no eternal hatred, only eternal profit.
Seeing that they could no longer suppress them, he immediately changed his demeanor, pretending to be a good person, truly playing a good hand.
Considering that Honghuang had just been established and it was not advisable to make too many enemies, Old Song suppressed his anger and said coldly: "If you called just to say these things, then please hang up."
"Wait a moment!"
Yang Kang quickly spoke to stop him, and finally stated his purpose for calling: "Can you help me contact your boss? I have something to discuss with him."
"The boss isn't back yet. I'll tell him when he returns, but I can't guarantee if he'll contact you."
Old Song was a steady person and was not so blinded by hatred. He just casually threw out a sentence.
"Alright, then I'll trouble you, Brother Song."
Yang Kang knew he was in the wrong and didn't say much more, directly hanging up the call.
Looking at the phone that had returned to the home screen, Old Song's eyes were full of disdain.
"You have this day too!"
Great!
It felt really great!
It was his first time speaking so haughtily to that arrogant Yang Kang.
The accumulated resentment over the years also dissipated quite a bit at this moment, making him feel physically and mentally refreshed, just like he had just had a sauna.
"What's wrong? You look so happy."
At this moment, a question suddenly rang out.
Chen Lin, who had just returned from the exhibition, and the four excited and exhilarated participating employees walked out of the elevator.
"Chen Lin, you're back!" Old Song reacted immediately and quickly went to greet him, "You don't know, just now that guy Yang Kang…"
He briefly recounted what had just happened.
After listening, Chen Lin curled his lips: "He's probably here to discuss cooperation. Didn't he want to interfere with the production of slay the spire before? Let's leave him hanging for now, we have more important things to do."
"What is it?"
"Deciding the direction of the new game!"