"Quick, put in the cherry bomb."
"No, no, no, just put in the hot pepper here, it can save 25 Sunshine."
In less than an hour, Richard was surrounded by more than 20 people. Half of the people in the gaming room were watching the game on the computer screen.
Everyone enthusiastically discussed how to place the plants. After Richard reached level 19, he became a little flustered and finally died at level 25.
"Sigh, what a pity."
"Richard, you idiot, I should have told you to put in the nut wall."
"Richard, you're playing with us, you bastard, you can't keep occupying the computer."
"Idiot, why do we have to hoard this game, Eric has the disc, all of us can play it."
"That's great, William, put in the game for me."
A group of people immediately surrounded Chen Mo. Chen Mo was almost deaf from the noise of a few loud fellows.
He hurriedly handed the game disc to the classmate closest to him. The group of people immediately abandoned him and surrounded the person holding the disc.
Chen Mo secretly sighed in relief when he saw the group of gaming veterans fighting over the disc. It seemed like a classic was a classic. This kind of strategy game had a lot of loyal fans in Europe and America.
Chen Mo had already been in the gaming room for three hours. Right now, the entire room was filled with people playing Plants vs. Zombies. Some of the students who came in later were shocked by the popularity of the gaming room. After watching for a while, they started discussing the game with their friends.
They weren't idiots, those who could get into London University weren't idiots. This group of people was shocked by Chen Mo. Many of them looked at Chen Mo in a different light.
Chen Mo looked at his watch and saw that it was almost noon. This group of people had been playing for the whole morning and none of them had passed.
Chen Mo walked to the blackboard in the gaming room and clapped his hands loudly, "Hey, hey guys, stop for a moment, everyone look here."
After a while, the group of people stopped playing and looked at Chen Mo. They were all gaming fans, so they knew what kind of game was good or bad. Eric was going to be rich.
Chen Mo saw that everyone was looking at him and said, "You all know that games are designed for people to play, but the ultimate goal is to sell them for money. I want to ask everyone, if this game was sold for 5 pounds, would you buy it? Of course, in return for wasting your time, I'll give each of you a free game disc. "
After hearing Chen Mo's question, everyone didn't let Chen Mo wait for long before they started talking at once.
"5 pounds. Of course I'll buy it. The most popular games nowadays can be sold for at least 8 pounds."
"Eric, if it's five pounds, I'd like to buy four CDs right now."
"No problem, this price is not expensive at all."
When Chen Mo heard that they could accept the price of five pounds, and that many people felt that five pounds was cheap, Chen Mo became more confident in his next plan.
Chen Mo clapped his hands for silence and said, "Guys, we're friends, and many of you know about my family situation. I don't have much money, and I can't find a big game company to help me promote my game, so I thought of a way. I just don't know if any of you will accept it."
Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, thinking of how to broach the subject.
"Hey, Eric, if you have any ideas, just say it. I think your game will definitely be popular. But Eric, I think you'd better register this game now, or you'll be in big trouble in the future," Robert Carter from the Law School reminded Chen Mo.
He had a good relationship with Chen Mo because he was black and didn't care about Chen Mo's skin color. After the two met in the interest club, they went out to play a few times and became friends.
"Thank you, Robert. Don't worry, a few days ago I went to register the game's story and design rights, including the plants and characters," Chen Mo said gratefully.
He knew that Robert had good intentions, and for him to remind him immediately meant that he treated him as a friend. There were so many people in the game room, so how could he be the only one to remind him?
Even if some of the students didn't think of it, there were many students in the interest club who were paid part-time developers and spies for the game company.
Chen Mo continued, "I got the copyright certificate yesterday, and now I think that if you can accept the price of five pounds, and many of you think that the game can be sold for more than five pounds, then I'll sell the game to you for four pounds, and you can sell it for six pounds to your classmates or friends. Can you accept that?"
As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, the students in the game room started chattering noisily.
"That's a good idea. If that's the case, I'll immediately place an order with you. The EPS game I bought last time cost me twelve pounds, and it wasn't as fun as this game you made. I think I can sell 100 discs."
"Tsk, only 100 discs. I think I can sell more than 200 discs. In my community, I can sell 200 discs. There are so many primary and secondary school students in the community, and these kids will definitely go crazy when they see a game that they like."
"Hey, Ryan, you really are a marketing major. Why didn't I think of selling it in the community? I was just thinking of informing my classmates and friends. That's great, I think this game will definitely be popular in my community."
"Maybe we can apply for a personal exhibition area in the school and put a few laptops for our classmates to try it out. If our school becomes popular, then everyone can go to other universities to promote it. What do you think of this idea?"
"That's a good idea. Let's try it in our school first. Buddy, let's form a sales team together. If we try it in school, it won't take much effort or money. Who wants to join? You can apply to me. "
"Count me in. I want to join."
"Me too. I think we can apply to the school under the name of the school's gaming club. That way, we can probably get a reply tomorrow."
Chen Mo listened to everyone's heated discussion about how to promote the game and was overjoyed. In the end, more than fifty people discussed it together. Everyone would pay Chen Mo 4 pounds for the game and sell it for 6 pounds.
Chen Mo knew that this price was actually a little low, but the game was not worth a single cent now. He could only use a low price to promote the game. He could earn more than 3 pounds out of 4 pounds, and he could get more than 50 people to promote the game for him for free. He would spend money to hire 50 salespeople. This way, he wouldn't spend much money and could still stimulate everyone's enthusiasm.
After all, every game sold was a profit. The students present were all veterans. Many of them had developed games before and knew what games were good and bad.
Chen Mo looked for Robert and a few other top students from the law school to be his legal counsel. Each of them was given 25 discs as a friendship price.
Everyone discussed the terms and details. After settling all the legal issues, Chen Mo took out a pen and paper and asked for everyone's name and the number of discs they wanted.
Most of them were doing sales for the first time and didn't ask for much. However, the least they asked for was 10 discs from Chen Mo. A few people from the marketing department even asked for more than 200 discs.
After tallying everyone, Chen Mo was shocked. There were 1050 discs written on the paper. That was an average of 20 discs per person.
After Robert and a few others sorted out the legal documents, Chen Mo read them to everyone.
Chen Mo used the game's copyright as collateral. He would first collect a deposit of 4 pounds for each disc. He would complete the discs within a week.
Chen Mo previously understood the market price of discs in London. Discs below 10,000 would cost 0.8 pounds. Discs above 10,000 but below 50,000 would cost 0.6 pounds. Discs above 50,000 would cost 0.5 pounds.
Damn, Chen Mo remembered that in the year 2000, a disc sold for 5 RMB. However, that didn't seem to be the real deal. The real deal sold for more than 100 RMB. His brother-in-law in his previous life had bought a real Warcraft disc for more than 100 RMB.
After everyone had paid and signed the contract, Chen Mo held the 4200 pounds in his hand. He was excited. This was the first sum of money he had since his rebirth. He didn't expect to take the first step so easily.
Chen Mo took the money back to his dorm. He took the game cartridge and rushed to the dealer that he had contacted before.
Actually, according to what he knew from the dealer, they could make discs below 10,000 discs in less than 3 days. He signed the contract with his schoolmates for a week so that he could have a few more days in case something unexpected happened.
He was using the game's copyright as collateral. If something really happened, he believed that some of the 50 or so schoolmates would take the opportunity to jump out and cause trouble. They might even be waiting for Chen Mo to have a problem. Many of them were spies for the game dealer.
He didn't dare to take this risk. After finding the dealer, Chen Mo planned to directly engrave 5,000 discs.
5,000 discs would cost 4,000 pounds after 3 days. He would still have 200 pounds left. Along with the money he had, Chen Mo planned to register two companies in the next 3 days.
In the UK, personal tax could reach a maximum of 50%. Anyone with an annual income of more than 150,000 pounds would have to pay 50% tax.
Only 26% would have a profit of more than 300,000 pounds. After 2012, it would drop to 24%.
So when Chen Mo heard Robert's reminder, he felt that he had to register a company immediately.
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