After leaving the electronics exhibition, Qin Yuanfeng left the venue directly, sat at the convenience store opposite and bought a package of cigarettes and started smoking.

His eyes swept through the phone number at the convenience store several times, and eventually he did not call the Tech.

At this time, he was almost sure that this was a means by the senior management of the Technological University. He proposed this proposal, and it was obvious that he had the initiative. However, the Technological University wanted to take back the initiative by using this trick, so he was waiting for his phone call.

He didn't believe that it was the third largest school in Asia, and his studio would need these processes to enter the electronics exhibition?! It would be fine if Huang Desheng didn't come and invite him to go there!

"Okay... play with this hand..." He bit the mouth of "Hongmei" hard. "As long as I can let Sega see it, you will not cry!"

He never thought of surrendering because it was meaningless. He had absolute initiative in negotiating with the Great Technology University. The Great Technology University didn't want him? Yes, he would go to the University of Hong Kong tomorrow.

Now, in Huang Desheng's conversation, they had no chance of reconciliation. He could not move a penny of the funds in his hands, and the other party was definitely not a soft-hearted person. When the situation could not be reconciled, at least he would not lose his dignity when he was just in the end.

He finally gave up calling the Technological University. The fire in his heart was impossible to beat the leader of the Technology University, and Huang Desheng could not be beaten. The most regretful way for both sides was to put a big satellite here, so that they could knock down their front teeth and swallow their blood!

If I don’t give it to the stall, I will wait like this! If I stop Nintendo’s car at that time, I don’t believe it and they won’t even look at it!

He was about to leave when suddenly a gray-haired man stood in front of him.

"Little comrade." The man handed over a packet of red plums. "Has he just came out of the electronic exhibition?"

Qin Yuanfeng tightened the backpack on his back and looked at the other party without saying anything.

The man didn't care and said with a smile, "There are so many people in the electronic exhibition, and it's not easy to enter companies of all sizes."

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Qin Yuanfeng said coldly.

"It's still the little comrade who is straightforward." The man smiled and took out a wrinkled business card. "I'm from Wuhan Huayi Company."

Qin Yuanfeng's heart moved and he carefully looked at the man in front of him.

Not very well dressed, an ordinary sweater and a pair of pants of very poor quality, he moved his heart and asked in a low voice, "Are you a private company?"

"You can't say this." The man was startled, looked around and said awkwardly, "We are an outsourcing factory in Huayi..."

Qin Yuanfeng knew immediately. After all, he was a person from the 1980s. At this time, the state-owned enterprise reform had not begun, but the people were poor. If they were poor, they would definitely find a way to make money. How to make money? Taking the sign of a large company and carrying out some so-called "capitalist" activities is undoubtedly a good idea.

Just like this man now, Huayi is obviously an electronics company, and they are probably doing pirated cassettes. Nowadays, if you don’t make a fuss, there will be criminal responsibility for it, so it’s not that the man has denied it so resolutely.

Qin Yuanfeng did not intend to let go, and continued to whisper, "All of them are all colleagues, what are you making cassettes?"

The man's eyes rolled for a long time and asked without answering, "You were also stopped by Huang Desheng?"

It's just like an underground party joint.

Qin Yuanfeng nodded without comment, and the man sighed, "We are all walking together, we are walking together. Let's go over there and talk."

The two entered the private room in a restaurant - it was said to be a private room, but they just blocked it with cotton cloth. Only then did Qin Yuanfeng realize that there were more than a dozen people sitting inside.

"Old Zhou, why did you bring a little comrade in when you went out?" As soon as you entered, a middle-aged man said, "This... seems to be a college student, right? Why did you pull him in? We don't need to do it."

"Hong Kong Technology Great Qinhuang Company." Qin Yuanfeng's throat is now smoking and he pours a big glass of water before he recovers. "I'm here to participate in CFF too."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold snorted, "Is it stopped by Huang Desheng again?"

"It must be him! Who else can I have besides him? This is not a way out for our small company!" "That bastard! I went in and said there was no place, and the transfer fee was 10,000! I really want to slap him!" "It's so dark! These officials really have to pay for money in the cracks of their bones!"

Only then did Qin Yuanfeng realize that these people seemed to be the ones detained by Huang Desheng.

"Little comrade, come and sit down." Lao Zhou took him down and cleared his throat. "Everyone, listen to me."

The scene became quiet, and Qin Yuanfeng also wanted to see what this group of people meant.

I came to Guangzhou all the way, but was stopped by the on-site manager, and the excuse was too tight. What is this? No one wants to go home just now. This is a real world conference. If a satellite is put on, I won’t have to worry about it in those years.

"The people sitting here are all small companies, and the founding funds are not even worth more than 30,000 yuan. Huang Desheng deducted us based on this excuse, but I ask you, are you willing to go back like this with your sincerity and your products to the electronics exhibition?"

"I don't want to!" "Of course not!" "There are more than a dozen people in the factory waiting for the rice to be put into the pot! How can I go back now?" "Yes, I'll say that I'll always have a result!"

Suddenly, the room was filled with people.

Lao Zhou pressed his hands down, "That's the reason. If no one places an order in, it's our job that is not in place. But what's going on now? He, a manager, deducted us, but the reason is still very legitimate!"

"Just that's a big deal!" A woman in her forty paused her cup and couldn't help but swear. "I just asked an acquaintance and asked her that there were many stalls inside that were not rented out! He just wanted to take the opportunity to make money!"

"Okay, Sister Li, don't get angry either. There are approval documents from the most important thing, and it is explicitly stipulated that unqualified manufacturers are prohibited from entering. Speaking of which, who is qualified at the scene?" Old Zhou was also quite helpless. "Isn't this qualified thing a matter of whether he is qualified or not?"

In a word, everyone stopped talking. Most of the people here made pirated cartridges, and Nintendo did not have authorization. To put it bluntly, it was a black workshop. But now there are almost no private enterprises in China, so it is impossible not to be black.

"What do you plan to do?" Qin Yuanfeng calmed down and asked, "After saying so much, I have to come up with a charter, right?"

"We are talking about this." Lao Zhou said, "We decided to rent a total of six shops opposite the exhibition center to serve as our own exhibition area!"

Qin Yuanfeng's eyes lit up and he almost applauded.

This method is good. If it is single, no one may see it at all. But when it comes together, the momentum will be great. Banners are hung here, which will definitely have a driving effect. And the rent will be spread evenly. The most important thing is that once there is a transaction volume, you can avoid the 1% tax rate of electronic exhibitions.

As if he knew his thoughts, Lao Zhou sighed, "It's not that we don't want to pay taxes, but this bastard made us unable to pay taxes! We didn't let us enter the venue, why do we still have to pay taxes! We rented this place, what did the electronic exhibition help us? What did Huang Desheng do?"

Obviously, many people had discussed this plan before Qin Yuanfeng came, and there was no objection at the scene.

"Little comrade, what do you think? Just rent it for a week and spread it out for a single person to add one thousand per day. We small companies can afford it."

"Okay!" Qin Yuanfeng nodded and agreed. This method was much better than stopping a car.

Because he knew very well that the biggest advantage of Sega compared to Nintendo is the sense of crisis cultivated over the years. Nintendo's shadow covers Sega's head all the time, and they will not miss any opportunity.

As for the poor circulation of information in China, no one may value these small psychological activities except him. He is very clear about what Sega would do to fight against Nintendo in the past, now, and in the future!

With the whole world ruled by Nintendo, only Sega, the Don Quixote, dared to charge, and their trump card is arcades - an area that Nintendo has never ruled before!

And what he brought was also an arcade!

He is confident that as long as Sega sees it, he will not let this game go!

"Since everyone agrees, we will start our work. We have already communicated with these stores, and now we will choose a location. The day after tomorrow, it will start at the same time as the electronics exhibition!"

"Okay!" "Let's let Huang Desheng's damn look at it. Even if we don't give it to our stall, we can still do it!"

The crowd was excited, Qin Yuanfeng quietly pulled Lao Zhou's clothes, signaled him to the side, and whispered, "Uncle Zhou, where is the arcade sold in Guangzhou?"

"Selling arcades?" Old Zhou looked at him in surprise. "Why are you buying this thing? It's very expensive, several hundred yuan per unit."

Qin Yuanfeng smiled and said, "I'm going to tell you that I brought game products, on arcade substrates. If you don't buy arcades, how can I demonstrate?"

"You... are you doing game development?!" Old Zhou just lit a cigarette and almost landed on the ground, looking at Qin Yuanfeng like a ghost, "You... have developed it yourself?"

They are just some pirated manufacturers. Now, electronic college students in mainland China are booked when they go out. This is completely different from Hong Kong. It can be said that they are Li Gui, but they didn’t expect to meet the real Li Kui!

Regardless of whether the game developed by the other party is good or not, others dare to say with confidence in front of Nintendo Sega, "I'm doing game development! I have my own patent!"

Compared to how they couldn't tell the reason for asking for a long time, they were so proud.

"Huang Desheng is really not a fucking thing!" Old Zhou was a little excited, and took Qin Yuanfeng's hand and sighed, "China lacks such talents, so he drove you out for a few thousand yuan! There is no game development in the mainland! You are the only one who doesn't treat it as news! These dog officials!"

"It's okay." Qin Yuanfeng smiled indifferently. "It's gold that shines everywhere."

Lao Zhou looked at Qin Yuanfeng with admiration, and couldn't help but sigh that people who are so many younger than him may be the first self-developed game developer at the electronics exhibition. Unexpectedly, they were rejected like this. "Go away, comrade, I'll take you there in person. Anyway, it's trouble to move the arcade alone."

Qin Yuanfeng did not refuse, and went to the electronics market with Lao Zhou. After choosing a good machine for a long time, he chose a good machine.
Chapter completed!