"Descendants of Stars, what the f * ck do you mean?"
He Shenglei roared. "It's not like you don't know how difficult it is to develop a premium model. You came ten days in advance without informing us. You broke the rules of the model industry and didn't give us any time to create independently.
Now, you're saying that these models still need to be modified. "
He Shenglei was about to go crazy. He pointed at President Park's nose and scolded, "Come on, tell me how to modify these models. Should I modify them according to your arrogant look? Or should I modify them according to your Descendants of Stars company's lack of sincerity and repeatedly breaking the contract? "
"Old He, you … how can you talk to President Park like that? Apologize." Ko Cho-kwang hugged his subordinate and friend tightly from behind.
"Apologize?"
"Ko Cho-kwang, I don't believe you can't see that this group of people has no intention of signing a contract with us. They're playing us like monkeys."
"You … you … enough!" The one who spoke was not the boss, Ko Cho-kwang, but President Park of Descendants of Stars. He was so angry that he couldn't stop trembling. "A small studio dares to say that Descendants of Stars broke the rules?"
Ko Cho-kwang grabbed He Shenglei tightly and pushed him out of the door.
Of course, he knew that Descendants of Stars had broken the rules from the very beginning and came early with the intention of not continuing to cooperate with them.
Almost pushing and kicking He Shenglei out of the door, Ko Cho-kwang kept bowing and apologizing.
"Do you know why we didn't agree to the design of Hippo Studio's model?"
President Park of the Descendants of Stars kept taking deep breaths, and a furious sneer appeared on her face. "Because we don't just have a commissioned creation contract with your Hippo Studio. We also have commissioned design contracts with other studios in Japan and the United States. "
"Hippo Studio's scale is the smallest, and your price is the lowest."
"So, your Hippo Studio is just a comparison partner that we, the Descendants of Stars, spent a little money to invite."
At this point, not only did President Park reveal a cold smile, but the other three reviewers also sneered.
"Do you understand now, Senior Gao?" The young investigator said impatiently, "From the beginning to the end, we, the Descendants of the Stars, have no intention of signing any further contracts with you."
Ko Cho-kwang stopped bowing and was a little confused.
A look of humiliation appeared on his sweaty face for no reason, but he quickly suppressed it.
"You … what do you mean?"
"You don't understand?"
"Hehe …" President Park seemed to be in a better mood. He sat back on the sofa and casually picked up the Sorceress figurine from the tray, gently playing with it with his fingers. After a long time, he said in a condescending tone, "In our large-scale business cooperation in Korea, the entrusting party will often entrust more than one company to carry out the cooperation. If there are too many companies, the entrusting party is likely to find a very small company or studio. "
"With the same proposal, this small company will feel that they are in the palm of the Goddess of Luck."
"They will go all out and use the lowest price to perfect the proposal."
"The entrusting party only spent a small amount of money to be able to compare the proposal of the large companies through the proposal of this small company and see if they put in the effort to create the proposal. In this proposal, the amount of money involved, the profit of the large companies, and the lowest price they can accept. "
Looking at Ko Cho-kwang's increasingly ugly face, President Park's laughter was full of joy. He continued, "Just like us, the Descendants of the Stars, gave you the contract to commission the development of the six figurine prototypes."
"You are naturally grateful and do it with the greatest sincerity."
"Now, through your Hippo Studio's continuous communication with us, the Descendants of the Stars, constantly shortening the construction period and discussing the cost of materials. We have already grasped the bottom line of the other large development studios, and we have more confidence in the follow-up negotiations. "
"So, we will not give you the time to create independently because we don't need it, and we will not cooperate with you."
Ko Cho-kwang was in a daze. He understood.
The Hippo Studio was small in scale and thirsted for success. Naturally, they would reduce the profit of all the segments of this batch of figurines to the lowest, hoping to impress the Descendants of the Stars. Now, the Descendants of the Stars had only used 240,000 to get the maximum cost of this batch of figurines.
Why?
At this moment, Ko Cho-kwang really wanted to learn from He Shenglei and scold this group of shameless Descendants of the Stars.
But he couldn't. The Hippo Studio still depended on him.
"I admit that the Hippo Studio is very small. But President Park, don't the six figurines in front of you meet your requirements? " Ko Cho-kwang tried to calm himself down. "I believe that the other studios will not have the bottom line of our price, and they will not put in as much effort as us."
"These six figurines will definitely not disappoint you if you make them for us."
"No, no, no …" President Park raised his hand and shook it continuously. "The figurines launched by the Descendants of the Stars must not only be of good quality, but they must also be made by well-known studios."
"This has nothing to do with quality. It's just like how Louis Vuitton can't choose a tailor from the roadside to help them design clothes."
"Goodbye, Mr. Gao."
"We still have to take a flight to the studio in Japan at three in the afternoon."
"Mr. Gao, I think the expression on that studio's face will be very interesting when they hear our request for the construction period and our intention to offer."
After saying that, President Park stood up happily.
Even if he was extremely unwilling, Ko Cho-kwang had to grit his teeth and catch up with him.
"We will use medical grade PVC material for you. The price for this batch of figurines will not change. Medical grade PVC material has an aging lifespan that is almost twice that of ordinary materials."
"Mr. Gao, you are really generous."
"The level of detail of these figurines, coupled with your price, really makes me very tempted." President Park thought seriously for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "But there is a studio in America that will use a newly developed PVC material to make these figurines."
"I know that you are talking about the high-molecular organic PVC material. The higher the molecular weight, the softer the material. But it also has its shortcomings. President Park, please listen to me … "
"Haha, don't follow me, Mr. Gao. Unless you can also come up with the new material from America."
…
Two minutes later, the boss, Ko Cho-kwang, stood downstairs and watched the group of people get into two taxis and leave.
"F * cking Descendants of the Stars."
"Every dog has its day. One day, the Hippo Studio will make you eat sh * t."
"What the f * ck are you talking about with PVC?"
"Satisfied?"
He Shenglei, who had been pushed and kicked out by him, stood behind him. "Have you given up now?"
"You shouldn't have stopped me at that time. Let me splash the water on those bastards' faces. That way, we could have vented our anger."
"You think I didn't want to splash them?" Ko Cho-kwang gritted his teeth, feeling extremely annoyed. "But if we do that, which game company will want to work with us in the future?"
"When that time comes, people will know that Hippo Studio's skills are average, but we have a big temper. We dared to splash the client with water, and the one who splashed it was the famous Descendants of the Stars."
"Stop talking, look at this." He Shenglei threw something to Ko Cho-kwang.
"What is this?" Boss Ko Cho-kwang looked at the item in his hand, puzzled. It was an egg-sized cartoon chick that looked particularly soft in his hand.
It was so soft that it made people want to pinch it subconsciously. Ko Cho-kwang did so, and then the cartoon chick kept making "Cluck ~ Cluck ~" sounds of fun.
With this, the cartoon chick kept making noises, from downstairs to the studio's reception room.
"A very good stress-relieving toy."
"No, I think you should take a look at the material of this toy." He Shenglei's eyes were serious.
"Silicone?" Ko Cho-kwang put the cartoon chick in front of his eyes and carefully identified it. His eyes gradually became surprised. "No, it's not silicone. It's also not rubber material like the screaming chicken. What kind of material is this? It feels so soft and good. "
"You'll have to ask Monster Industries." He Shenglei didn't even think about the Descendant of Stars now. He had just been pushed out of the reception room and returned to his studio to pinch the cartoon chick to relieve pressure. As a result, he, who knew elastic materials very well, was actually troubled by this cartoon chick.
"Monster Industries?"
He Shenglei nodded and told them about how he went from queuing up to buy the magic crystal phone five days ago to missing out on the magic crystal phone this morning. The receptionist inside gave him a cartoon chick as an apology and told them the whole process.
He Shenglei originally thought that it was just a mini version of the screaming chicken, but he found that this chick was simply full of mysteries.
There were only a few kinds of non-metallic elastic materials.
Plastic, rubber, and silicone.
The material of the cartoon chick was actually a brand new kind!
And its production process.
He Shenglei didn't believe that it was printed out of liquid, but it wasn't molded or blown into shape.
"Old He … Do you think it's really printed out of liquid?" Ko Cho-kwang's voice was already trembling.
"It doesn't make sense. Look at the eyes of this cartoon chick. They're the size of mung beans. It's difficult for me to carve such fine eyes by hand. How can it be printed?"
"If you say that it's another company, I won't believe you even if you put a knife to my neck." Ko Cho-kwang said nervously, "But this chick is from Monster Industries. A miracle could really happen."
"Old He, where did you park your car?" Ko Cho-kwang looked at the time anxiously. "Hurry up, take the data USB drives of the six figurines. We're going to the Monster Industries flagship store."
"Are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy. The f * cking Descendant of Stars will leave by plane at three in the afternoon. There's still time. We'll ask the staff in the flagship store to help us print a set of figurines. "
"Didn't they say that there's a studio in America that can use new PVC materials to make figurines?"
"We also have new materials."
"You still have the face to go? Haven't you been scolded enough?" He Shenglei was full of disappointment.
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