Min Jingchao watched for a while longer to make sure that there were no major problems or bugs in the event. He also looked at the players' general feedback.
Once everything was done, it was almost time to go home and enjoy the holidays.
Before he left, Min Jingchao looked at GOG's data again.
As expected, the number of people online had decreased.
That was to be expected. The purpose of this event was to lure gamers to IOI after all. It would be strange if gamers did not go since the event rewards were so good.
Considering the problem of computer performance, most gamers would definitely not choose to play IOI. Naturally, GOG would go offline.
Min Jingchao knew that this was normal, but he was still a little worried.
After all, as a game designer, he was used to looking at the current situation of the game through data. Many times, he relied more on the performance of data than on players' feedback.
After all, players' opinions could only represent individuals, but data could represent a group of people.
Although data could lie and be very one-sided, data was a necessary factor for designers to understand the situation of the game.
Min Jingchao still felt worried seeing the data decline even though he knew that it was an inevitable result of the event.
He felt conflicted. Since he knew that this was an event decided by Boss Pei, he naturally hoped that it would be as popular as possible. However, seeing that the more popular it was, the fewer GOG players online would be. Instinctively, he was worried.
"Forget it, let's not think about this for now.
"Boss Pei looks so confident. He must have a backup plan for this event. Don't worry too much.
"Let's enjoy the holidays first. I'll ask Boss Pei if there are any problems."
Min Jingchao hesitated for a while and chose not to look at the data anymore. He turned off his computer and got off work.
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October 2nd, Tuesday …
Pei Qian woke up naturally again. He lay on his bed and played with his cell phone very comfortably.
This mentality was quite strange. He did not usually go to the office and slept as late as he wanted. However, no matter how much he slept, it would not be as good as sleeping during a long holiday.
Perhaps it was because he would always think of his employees working hard during the workday. That was why he could not rest properly.
It was like a primary school student pretending to be sick and not going to class. He might be at home, but he would still panic at the thought of other children studying in class.
Only during holidays, when there were no burdens, could one obtain a complete mental relaxation.
"From yesterday's briefing, the number of people online seems to be gradually decreasing. This is a good thing."
"It seems like this activity has a good effect."
"I wonder what the data will be like today. We'll know soon enough."
Before the holidays, Pei Qian had instructed Min Jingchao to pay attention to the 'Gods Fantasy' event. If he worked overtime during the holidays, Min Jingchao would receive three times his salary.
Min Jingchao was very responsible as well. Every morning, he would sort out the data from the previous day into a brief report and send it to Pei Qian.
On the 30th, the first, and the second … more than two days had passed since the event. From the data from the first two days, GOG's number of online users had fluctuated, but the overall number was still declining.
Now that it was the National Day holiday, there should be more people playing games.
Thus, the result was clear. These players must have been directed to IOI by the event!
Pei Qian could not see the data from IOI, but he guessed that it should be very good.
Of course, Pei Qian could only see the data from the local server at the moment. The data from the servers in other parts of the world still had to be collected by the local operators and sent over. This was more troublesome, and he still had to have people in the company to connect with them. Now that it was the holidays, there was no need to go through all that trouble.
However, he should be able to roughly infer the situation in other regions from the local server's data.
That was because the local server was completely hellish to IOI. It was the biggest gap with GOG, and it was the most difficult to poach players.
If this activity could achieve such good results in the local server, it should be even more effective in other regions.
Pei Qian looked at the time. It was almost 11 PM. Min Jingchao had sorted out the data from GOG's local server in the morning and would usually send it over after 12 PM.
He was not in a hurry. The data was there anyway, and it would not run away.
He had asked Ma Yang out for dinner today. It was about time to move.
…
Fifteen minutes later, Pei Qian and Ma Yang arrived at a relatively high-end buffet restaurant near the school for barbecued meat.
As for why he chose this place … there were two main reasons.
First, he had eaten too much good food. Sometimes, he would have to eat simple and crude barbecued meat. It might not be healthy or exquisite, but it could increase his happiness.
It was just like how many people would not reject eating fast food after eating in many so-called high-end restaurants.
Second, he wanted to reminisce about the past.
Pei Qian could not help but think about how he had made Old Ma the first employee of Tengda Games. After Ghost General had unfortunately become popular, he had fulfilled his promise and brought Old Ma to a thirty-yuan buffet near the school.
Now, unknowingly, they were about to graduate.
As the new semester began, Pei Qian and Ma Yang officially entered the ranks of Year Four.
Once they were in their senior year, the school gave off a different vibe.
On one hand, they felt that they were already the oldest batch of people in the school (postgraduate students were not included). They had faded out of all kinds of student activities. For some reason, they felt that things were still the same, but people were different. They had completely lost the freshness that they had when they first entered the school.
On the other hand, there were fewer courses. There was basically no roll call in class. Students who were supposed to apply for postgraduate studies did so. Those who were supposed to apply for postgraduate studies did so. Those who were supposed to look for jobs did so. Many students might not see each other more than a few times a year. They basically had no social activities. The feeling of impending departure was even stronger.
In autumn, the autumn wind was bleak, and leaves fell. It felt like time was flying, and it would never return.
Yet, under such circumstances, Old Ma still insisted on going to class and did not miss a single lesson. Pei Qian was really impressed.
Especially considering that Old Ma was now a proper 'successful person' and a real 'Boss Ma', it was really admirable that he could still insist on going to class.
Ma Yang's long face was full of smiles as he happily stuffed all kinds of barbecued meat into his mouth.
Sometimes, Pei Qian especially envied Ma Yang. Everything he ate was delicious, and he did not feel any obvious weight change even after eating so much.
Perhaps it was all because of the length of his face.
"Brother Qian, I remember when you first invited me to join Tengda. We went out to eat extravagantly. We added an egg to the egg-fried rice and a portion of meat to the ramen. We talked about how to make the Ghost General card. "
"At that time, I was still suspicious of you. I was afraid that you would squander all the 50,000 yuan your family gave you."
"In the blink of an eye, three years have passed. Tengda has developed so well without me realizing it. I knew I didn't misjudge you back then! You didn't misjudge me back then! "
Pei Qian felt a little melancholic. "Erm …"
If he had not assigned Old Ma the task of writing the card requirements back then, or if he had accepted his suggestion to change all the generals to females during the meal, would Ruan Guangjian not have been able to draw the well-received original arts of Ghost General?
Would the situation have changed?
Perhaps I would have lost money long ago and gained financial freedom!
Forget it, forget it. Since things have already come to this, there's no point thinking about those useless things.
What's more, the current situation was not too bad. He had food, drink, and play. Life was quite happy.
Apart from being stabbed in the back often, it was nothing much.
Pei Qian asked as he ate, "How's the situation at Bunny Tail Live-Stream?"
Ma Yang said confidently, "Don't worry, Brother Qian. The situation is very good! I even feel like I'm not needed anymore. "
"Does the company have any other more important projects? Or more challenging tasks? Don't worry, leave it to me! "
Pei Qian was relieved to see that Old Ma was still so confident. Three years had passed and nothing had changed.
It had been three years, but so many people had not been able to plant a B-Tree in Old Ma's heart!
In fact, Pei Qian had been observing the situation of Bunny Tail Live-Stream through Chen Yufeng's report.
He had asked Ma Yang this question purely to test if he had a B-Tree in his heart.
Now that he had found out, he indeed did not.
Ma Yang had been in charge of Bunny Tail Live-Stream for several months. The results were obvious: Bunny Tail Live-Stream's performance had basically not changed. At most, it had increased slightly. It was as stable as an old dog.
He could only say that he was indeed a good brother that he could trust.
At first, Bunny Tail Live-Stream had shown signs of exploding. Pei Qian had taken decisive measures and forcefully added learning time to Bunny Tail Live-Stream, causing a large number of users to lose.
Later on, Chen Yufeng had also organized some activities, such as the "BP verification competition". He had redirected some viewers, but he still withdrew from the most intense battlefield of a few live-stream platforms. As a second-tier, niche platform, he gradually stabilized.
Now, the initial intense battle between live-stream platforms had gradually come to an end.
The tragic money-burning war had entered the second half. Some platforms had gone bankrupt, some had restructured, and some had even disappeared without a trace.
Originally, there were so many live-stream platforms fighting for dominance. Now, the situation was gradually becoming clear. Only Waiwai Live-Stream and Wolf Fang Live-Stream were growing stronger. The other platforms were obviously declining.
Those who were slightly better managed to maintain their facade, struggling at death's door. Those who were worse might just disappear in the long river of time without a trace.
After all, these platforms burned too much money. The faster the money was burned, the easier it was for the platform to collapse.
Of course, the benefits of persevering were also the greatest.
The number of users on the platform had reached new highs as the live-stream platform burned money. The sky-high signing fees of the streamers had shocked people time and time again.
Among these platforms, Bunny Tail Live-Stream was an anomaly. It did not poach the live-streamers of other platforms, and other platforms could not be bothered to poach the live-streamers of Bunny Tail. They maintained a very stable ecosystem.
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