Because he was full of money losing ideas, Zhen Qiong didn't sleep well all night. The next morning, he came to the company and was rarely "late".
However, he arrived at the company on time, while others came in advance. Zhen Qiong did not allow them to work overtime and did not say that they were not allowed to arrive early.
So when Zhen Qiong came into the company, except for those who had to go out to work, everyone else was in their own position and had been working for a long time.
If he had seen this situation in the past, Zhen Qiong would have been alert, but he didn't rest well last night. His head was a little heavy, so he didn't react.
"Lao Bai, come to my office."
If you shout "Lao Li", many people in the company will respond, but if you shout "Lao Bai", at present, Li hubai is the only one in the dome god.
"OK. Mr. Zhen."
Li hubai answered. He patted himself on the cheek to make himself look a little more energetic.
Although the "poisonous milk war" national invitational tournament is now in full swing, Li hubai keenly feels the potential crisis.
Because the prize money of the competition is unprecedented high, it has created such a high heat, but the competition will end one day. When the prosperity dissipates, how many people will choose to stay?
It is estimated that in addition to those who really like this game and "work" in the game, those who join the fun will choose to leave!
They don't really love it, and they recognize their strength in the competition. They know that even if they hold the competition again in the future, they won't get money, and they won't have any nostalgia when they leave.
Although these people are not the target group of poisonous milk war, but now the game is so hot that a large number of people leave after the game, which will create a strong contrast.
Inevitably, people will think that "poisonous milk war" is extremely prosperous and will decline. It is going downhill. This is not a good thing for the game itself.
So recently, Li hubai has to be busy with the national invitational tournament, ensure that there is no problem with the follow-up update of the game, and think about how to retain more players as much as possible after the event, so that he is the first two big players.
After entering the office, Li hubai saw Zhen Qiong sitting in the boss's chair, as if he was closing his eyes.
"Mr. Zhen, what can I do for you?" Li hubai asked.
The moment Zhen Qiong opened his eyes, Li hubai seemed to see a flash of light in Zhen Qiong's eyes.
"Are you too tired and hallucinating?"
Li hubai was very confused. He didn't know that Zhen Qiong was communicating with the system and asked the system to "recharge" him. Otherwise, he was worried that people would sleep in the middle of the conversation, which would affect his image!
"I think the national invitational tournament is very hot, right?" with systematic help, Zhen Qiong's mental state is better, at least his head won't be dizzy.
"Yes. President Zhen. Because of the high bonus, it has attracted many other games, even people who don't play games. The heat is much higher than we expected."
"Well, in that case, the champion awards need to be modified."
"Ah? Mr. Zhen, the bonus is enough now, and there is more than half of the audition competition. Would it be inappropriate to increase the bonus?"
The 10 million champion bonus has already made many people crazy. If you add more money, maybe those eliminated teams will make some moths.
Now the national invitational tournament is so hot that if anything happens, it will have a great impact on the poisonous milk war, and even the whole dome god.
"There's no point in adding money. I'm going to give the winner more honor." Zhen Qiong said with a smile.
If he can simply increase the money, he dares to raise the champion bonus to 100 million, but the system does not allow it, so he can only start from other aspects.
"Mr. Zhen, you said."
Li hubai immediately took out his small notebook and followed president Zhen for so long, so that he knew one thing. When President Zhen showed his smile, it was that President Zhen planned to make a move.
This time, is it a final decision? Or reverse the counterattack? Or is it icing on the cake?
The expectation in his heart gave a boost to Li hubai's spirit, and the pressure in recent days has been relieved.
"In the game, create a hall of glory. After players enter it, they can see the image of the champion team."
Using the most expensive resources to make new buildings and the image of the champion team is an expense.
"OK, Mr. Zhen." Li hubai wrote down the requirements and pondered for two seconds and then asked, "but Mr. Zhen, even the champion team, their role image will coincide with many players. It seems that it is a little... Flawed."
The hall of glory is indeed a good idea, but there are not many occupations and fashions in poisonous milk war. Even the champion team, the fashions of their characters and other players can be completely restored with a little money.
Another similar nickname. At that time, a large number of high imitation numbers will gather in the hall of glory. No one will believe that even the real champion appears.
Where is the row of the champion team? The role that the hall of glory can play will be greatly reduced.
"It's very simple. Design a set of champion fashion for the champion team. The whole game is unique. Others can't imitate it."
"This method is good!" Li Hu said with a bright eye.
"And we can't let everyone in the champion team have the same champion fashion. We should make obvious differences... No! At that time, you can directly communicate with the champion team and make the fashion they want. In this way, no one can imitate."
There are at least four people in a team. If you count the substitutes, there are also five or six people.
For example, there are about six people in the several teams that are in the limelight recently.
Six sets of separately designed fashions consume part of the trial funds, and these six sets of fashions are still not for sale and will not make money for Zhen Qiong.
It's a good deal if you can't get out!
Li hubai is "Shua Shua" in a small book. The more he remembers, the brighter his eyes will be.
Now many teams have local tyrants like Liu Fu as their backing. They may not see the champion bonus, but the hall of glory and unique champion fashion have given them enough noodles to poke the "pain points" of these local tyrants.
Although the champion fashion is not for sale, the local tyrant will definitely krypton gold in the game to express his satisfaction.
Maybe there will be a carnival of "everyone! The consumption of the whole audience tonight will be paid by Mr. Zhao!", which has a precedent in other online games.
Other local tyrants, in order to compete for face next time, will naturally invest a lot of money in the game.
Even if the team becomes more and more standardized and finally becomes a club, it comes for the bonus. In order to win the championship, they certainly need to throw money into the game.
Anyway, poison milk war will never lose.
"Also, when the champion fashion comes out, we can take it as the prototype!"
As soon as Zhen Qiong's voice fell, a systematic voice sounded in his mind: "surprised! Your highness, son of God, what do you want to do? Make money? Don't you want the throne?"