Chapter Seventy-Four: Independent R&D and Hell [First Update]
"You sit here." Yamauchi said, pointing to an empty seat.
"I didn't come today, don't let me see it in the future." Yamauchi asked Shigeru Miyamoto to sit in the vacant seat, and then, continued.
The staff walked briskly and hurriedly came over to take the name tag off the table.
"What's your name?" Yamauchi Pu frowned and asked Shigeru Miyamoto.
"Shigeru Miyamoto."
Yamauchi nodded, indicating that he remembered the name, and continued, "Miyamoto Shigeru, you can talk about the new world you talked about." ”
"Yes." Shigeru Miyamoto said respectfully. He thought about it for a while, and then began to speak slowly.
People, everyone, are in a certain field. With excellent talents. It's just that some people happen to enter the right line and discover their talents, while some people are more pitiful and enter the wrong line and have not discovered their own talents throughout their lives.
Shigeru Miyamoto said it very well, and his thinking was very clear. is as strict as Yamauchi Pu, and he nodded frequently when he heard it.
The rest of the middle-level people attending the meeting, although some of them didn't understand what Shigeru Miyamoto was saying.
However, they are good at observing words and feelings, and they saw Yamauchi Pu's expression. I know that this bombastic young man in front of me will rise as a new star in Ren Hell.
Because of this, many of them silently remembered the name Shigeru Miyamoto in their hearts.
"That's a good point." Shigeru Miyamoto's words came to an end. Yamauchi pressed his hand down and asked Shigeru Miyamoto to sit down. Then, he said in his sonorous voice.
"We are hell, as a company that started out as a flower. We have a strong tradition of playing games. Times are evolving, times are changing, and I think we're left to hell and should be in this new, video game industry. That's why I've summoned you. ”
Middle-level executives engaged in the hotel industry and taxi management. They looked at each other, staring at each other. They are just ordinary managers, who know what "video games" are.
They know electronics, isn't it just a radio or something, and they also know games, from peek-a-boo played by children to pachinko played by adults.
But what are these two words together?
Even, some people are thinking in their hearts, what kind of madness is this guy Yamauchi Pu doing.
However, he just thought about it, but he never dared to say it. If he had spoken, he would have died a terrible death.
"First of all, we need to find the maker of this machine. Let him join us in hell. I'm sure he would love to join the ...... of Ren Hell."
Yamauchi Pu was still talking, and the door of the conference room suddenly opened. A staff member walked quickly, walked to Yamauchi's side, attached to his ear, and whispered something.
"Dongli...... Persimmon family ......," Yamauchi said through gritted teeth. His hands clenched into fists, trying to slam down on the conference table. However, after thinking about it, he seemed to be afraid of pain, so he gave up again.
"Can't find a maker? Yes? Yamauchi suddenly roared.
However, no one in the room was surprised. Everyone in the conference room, and indeed in the entire Ren Hell, knew that no matter when Yamauchi Pu was angry, it was normal.
"They're quick to do it." Yamauchi's face sank and a sneer hung on it. These two companies dared to block Ren Hell's determination to enter the video game industry.
"No need to look for it." Yamauchi Pu commanded in a low voice. He believes that as long as the persimmon family and Dongli are not stupid, the makers of this video game arcade machine must be "protected". Cut off from the outside world.
Due to the lack of help from the investigators of Hell, he did not know that the maker of this machine was a high school student. He was not imprisoned at the moment, but lay on his own bed and fell asleep comfortably.
Yamauchi Pu is a strong-willed man. Since you can't get ready-made, make your own. If you can hold the technology in your own hands, it belongs to you. It's almost a self-made number.
Yamauchi Pu commanded in a quick voice, and the people who were named began to carefully write down the tasks assigned to him.
"Shigeru Miyamoto." Yamauchi finally shouted.
"Yes."
"You're going to make a game. Set up a working group, you are the team leader, and the personnel you recruit yourself. I trust you, don't let me down. ”
The pressure of trust named Pu Yamauchi weighed on Shigeru Miyamoto's body.
Shigeru Miyamoto's excitement trembled, and he said, "I will never disappoint your expectations." ”
Eyes pulled out of the meeting room of Ren Hell. Drifting to the side, it stops in the sky above Akihabara and lowers the viewing angle. The clock was ticking, and before you knew it, it was morning.
A new sun rises in the east. It is rare to dye the sky red and the clouds form a brilliant morning glow.
Lin Yan stretched his waist and felt that the quality of sleep last night was unusually good. It's a kind of deep sleep that has not been seen for a long time.
After breakfast, go out of the house. I raised my head and looked at the morning glow in the sky, and saw a few sparrows on the telephone pole, chirping.
It was an energetic morning.
Lin Yan looked at the elementary school students passing by beside him, smiled slightly, and thought so.
Come to school, change your shoes, and enter the class. Many of the classmates began to greet Lin Yan, and at the same time asked about the bombing of the big squid.
People are too good, and it's really annoying.
Lin Yan sighed secretly. The twitter was annoying like a sparrow to disturb my classmates. Don't you know that it's disturbing my morning streak in the classroom?
Lin Yan complained happily. I didn't know at all that I had indirectly affected the lives of many people, and there were many people because he began to be proud. Of course, some people are proud and others are disappointed.
Lin Yan, who is not an all-knowing and all-powerful God, certainly won't know this. All he knew was that the persimmon family and the people of Dongli came to him to talk about cooperation. I just can't talk about it casually.
Who knew they would be so serious. It's as serious as going to war.
Indeed, shopping malls are like battlefields. They can't be serious if they don't take it seriously. However, Lin Yan didn't think so. After he was reborn, his mentality became more and more good.
It has reached the realm of seeing mountains or mountains. I realized the ultimate meaning of the world that life is a game. If there are people who know how to do it, they already know that Lin Yan has reached the realm of "half immortal".
As long as the conditions permit, he will immediately feather and ascend to immortality, and turn into an indescribable existence that mortals cannot understand.
Just like that, I coped with the greetings of my classmates, and at the same time, I was busy and stupefied for a while. It's time for class. The teacher on the podium was very conscientious and explained very seriously.
As for the students under the podium, Lin Yan looked around for a week. Well, it's also quite sensitive and studious.