"What can I do?" Shin'ichi Nakamoto was very confused, don't look at him as a good hand at making games, he is a talented and experienced bipedal old driver. But when it comes to real communication, he is more rookie than a rookie.

Many people like programming, not because programming is difficult, but because programming has a clear feedback, input this will output that, unlike the human heart, which is unpredictable.

The rational man hypothesis, which is one of the foundations of modern Western economics, is the assumption that all people are rational.

However, this is not the case, and as a result, economic forecasts are often at odds with reality, and the probability of being correct is not much different from that of a coin toss. Most of the time it feels like a joke.

Even economics papers that seem to be very specialized, introduce mathematics, and are full of mathematical models, are of little use.

Because the preconditions of the questions discussed in these papers are very harsh, they cannot be repeated in reality, cannot be verified, and cannot be falsified.

Sometimes it even feels like it's not a science, it's a metaphysics.

Some people say that the meaning of the existence of economics is to stand up for vested interests, explain legitimacy, and tell ordinary people that capitalists are the result of hard work, and there is no bloody exploitation and no dirty oppression.

Capitalists are not glamorous and cheap, but innocent little white flowers.

In the eyes of different people, there are different opinions on what the truth is.

Just like Takahashi thinks that he can get rid of his predetermined fate through his own struggle, but some people find that no matter how hard they struggle, they can't live a better life and give up their efforts.

It can't be said that Takahashi is right, and some people are wrong. It is that people live in different environments, and it is wrong to forcibly put their own environment on others, saying that others are living such a life because they do not want to forge ahead.

It's like saying to a hungry child in Africa, "Why don't you eat a hamburger?

Takahashi didn't panic like Shin'ichi Nakamoto, he looked at the document again. What the document says is indeed a big crisis for Hudson.

Whether it's the eventual cancellation of the collaboration or the rework of the game, the losses are unusually high.

In the end, the cooperation will be canceled, and the transplantation funds and publicity funds invested in the early stage will be wasted, and the redo of the game will miss the schedule, and even if the final change is passed, the sales will not look good.

You must know that "Gold Diggers" has a total of three console agents, in addition to Hudson on the red and white machine platform, there is also SG-1000 Sega, and the MSX version of the agent, which is not the game company Sony at all.

The postponement of Hudson's "Gold Digger" does not mean that "Gold Digger" will not be released on the other two platforms. The total number of players is so much, if it is released too late than other versions of Gold Digger, and players are tired of playing before launching it, how can the game still sell.

So, there was only one option, and that was to get the American side to agree with Hudson's modified version and agree to release the game.

This is a huge crisis for Hudson, but it is also a huge opportunity for itself.

It would be a great credit if we could help Hudson solve this problem.

There was a thirteen-hour time difference between Tokyo and the Broadbond company's location, and Takahashi looked at the clock on the wall and mentally calculated that it was seven and ten o'clock in the United States.

Even if the Americans are diligent, they have just started work at this point, and if they don't reply as soon as possible and try to redeem it, when it's time for them to get off work, maybe cancel the cooperation, and it will really become a fact.

Action must begin immediately.

However, Takahashi had just picked up his pen to draft a reply to the fax when he suddenly stopped. He can't reply because he doesn't have the authority to reply.

Without authorization, even if "Gold Diggers" can be released normally in the end, it will only be useless, and if the copyright of "Gold Diggers" is withdrawn because of private actions, it is a mistake. According to the urine of the company, it is estimated that all the pots will be thrown on their bodies.

Takahashi glanced at Shin'ichi Nakamoto, who had no master of the six gods, and instructed, "Look at the fax machine and see if there will be a fax!" Then, let go of his steps and run upstairs.

Kudo Hiroshi is a tea lover, whether it is the tea ceremony of Yumoto, the Chinese tea art, or the British milk tea, he has dabbled in everything.

On a breezy evening, brew a pot of fragrant tea, taste it silently, and wait for the arrival of the end of work.

However, the sound of running in the corridor ruined his artistic conception and made him a little annoyed. I have emphasized again and again that I don't want to run around in the company, why don't you listen?

He put down his teacup and wanted to open the door and teach him a lesson.

Just as he was about to open the door, the door opened by itself, and he almost collided with Takahashi rushing outside the door.

Before he could say his lesson, Takahashi spoke first.

Takahashi panted and raised the fax in his hand and said, "President, the American company said that it would take back the copyright of "Gold Diggers". ”

"What?" Kudo Hiroshi, who was still gentle and elegant a moment ago, shouted at the top of his voice, throwing away all the Zen of tea flavor in an instant.

He snatched the fax and looked at it, frowning more and more tightly the more he looked at it. At the end, the left and right eyebrows are almost connected.

"You say it in Japanese from beginning to end!" Kudo Hiroshi said in a commanding tone as he returned the flyer to Takahashi.

Takahashi said the meaning on the fax in Japanese, and Kudo Hiroshi looked at Takahashi in surprise, "Can you read English?"

Takahashi nodded.

Kudo Hiroshi nodded thoughtfully, and said without a beginning or an end, "I didn't expect you to be so poor in China and still understand English." ”

"I'll be rich in the future. ”

Takahashi choked and replied, "The game department is on holiday today, only me and Shin Nakamoto are one or two, the United States has just started work now, I want to try to communicate with the American company, can I get your authorization?"

Hiroshi Kudo stared at Takahashi without words.

Takahashi continued, "I'm willing to take full responsibility!"

"Okay, you must complete the task, the fate of the company is in your hands. Kudo Hiroshi said decisively, he returned to his seat and picked up his shirt and said, "Let's go, I'll go downstairs with you." ”

"Hmm. Takahashi turned and walked downstairs.

Compared with Takahashi's ups and downs, Kudo Hiroshi is much more elegant. In a split second he thought a lot.

He's only in charge of Hudson's business around Tokyo, and the games department's Gold Digger has nothing to do with him.

But now the game department is on vacation, and I'm still in the company. If you mess it up, your brother will be scolded badly when he comes back.

He looked at Takahashi's figure going downstairs and felt that it would be good to let the Chinese in front of him be in charge of this matter. Even if he really messes up, he will be fully responsible at that time, and it has nothing to do with him.

Hiroshi Kudo, who made up his mind to be a pot dumper, was even less flustered and calmer in his heart.