Chapter 41: Prospering Day by Day (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

"Is there any certainty that the story of *A Better Tomorrow* can be made into a game cartridge?"

Once the VTech Manager entered the room and finished the self-introductions and pleasantries, Wu Feng did not drag things out at all, asking bluntly: "Don't try to play dumb, otherwise the consequences are something you cannot afford!"

As he spoke, he did not erupt with any overwhelming aura. Yet, just from his strong, burly physique and his gaze, sharp as a blade, one knew he was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

With Lei vouching for him, the VTech Manager naturally did not suspect that Wu Feng was a fraud.

But facing Wu Feng's sharp gaze, he inevitably felt a bit guilty; before he knew it, a layer of cold sweat had seeped onto his forehead. He licked his somewhat dry lips and said with difficulty: "If there is a complete storyline, the problem isn't big, but the company's capital..."

"I'll invest one million, just give VTech some shares to me!"

Wu Feng asked directly: "How long until the finished product?"

"About half a year!"

The VTech Manager pondered for a moment and gave a positive reply: "Technically, there aren't many problems!"

"What about an arcade version? Can that be made?"

Wu Feng continued to ask: "There aren't many pure gun-fighting games on the market yet. *A Better Tomorrow* is very popular in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Southeast Asia. Once it's launched, as long as the image quality and playability are fine, it can become a hit immediately!"

"An arcade version is easier to make!"

The VTech Manager mused for a moment, his eyes brightening as he said: "It's just that promoting it won't be such an easy matter!"

"Heh, why not ask Mr. Lei if he has the ability to promote it?"

Wu Feng said confidently: "My *Mong Kok News* will also follow along and promote it vigorously!"

"In addition, the project for *A Better Tomorrow 2* has also started, and by then, both can help promote it together!"

"Wusheng and Cinema City have already reached a cooperation!"

Although Lei was a bit surprised, he still spoke up to help vouch for him: "As for the promotion issue, there's even less need to worry; Cinema City still has that much capability!"

The VTech Manager was full of joy and nodded repeatedly to show he understood, intending to start the project once he returned.

After this fellow left, Lei asked suspiciously: "Can making game cartridges and arcade games really make money?"

"Mr. Lei, you shouldn't ask it like that!"

Wu Feng said calmly: "You should consider how to snatch more market share from the Japanese game manufacturers and enjoy a bigger cake!"

"The gaming industry is an industry measured in at least hundreds of millions of US dollars; just eating a little bit is a profit of millions or tens of millions. The key is that the competition isn't very fierce!"

"Mr. Lei can send people to investigate how many arcade machines are currently in Hong Kong!"

"What I want VTech to produce is just the arcade motherboard. If the whole arcade machine is sold, one unit can sell for over ten thousand Hong Kong Dollars, while the cost is likely less than one-tenth of that!"

"It's that profitable?"

Now, not to mention Lei staring wide-eyed, even Huang Baiming, who had been acting as a wallflower, couldn't help but gape.

"New technology development brings astonishing profits!"

Wu Feng said dismissively: "To give a simple example, the gap between the cost and the selling price of pagers is huge; this is the massive benefit brought by technological progress!"

Lei nodded to show he understood; currently, the price of a pager in Hong Kong is around six or seven hundred.

He had also heard that the cost of pagers produced in Taiwan was estimated to be only around two hundred, so selling them for two or three times the profit was quite exaggerated.

By the time he left the Cinema City company, it was already mid-afternoon.

Huang Baiming, who had personally seen him to the ground floor, watched helplessly as Wu Feng and his Underlings climbed into a spacious van, and was instantly speechless.

At the same time, he felt quite impressed; to be able to live so 'simply' after achieving success, his strength of character was something one dared not underestimate in the slightest.

Wu Feng, inside the van, did not know what Huang Baiming was thinking.

At this moment, his mood was quite good; he had taken the first step related to electronic fast-moving consumer goods.

Having read quite a few urban rebirth novels, he naturally understood that the manufacturing industry in the Mainland was still very impressive at this time.

Even in the field of microelectronics, it was not completely useless.

Otherwise, where did the later famous Learning Machine come from?

Joining the home game and arcade game field at this time was the most suitable timing for Hong Kong.

Mainly, the current international environment was quite good!

The Cold War bipolar hegemony had left both major superpowers exhausted.

Toward the Mainland, the leader of the Third World, the United States was quite friendly at this time.

Never mind the game market; even the F14 Tomcat fighter jet, which military fans would miss for many years to come, the United States was willing to sell—it was just that the Mainland didn't have the money to buy it.

The game market was like this, and in fact, the film market was in a similar situation!

By the nineties, the mainstream European and American film markets would slowly tighten as the situation changed.

After arriving at the newspaper office by car, he first greeted Liu Wenxiang, the manager in charge of the newspaper's business, and indicated that the serialization rights for *A Better Tomorrow* had been obtained, telling the newspaper to dispatch legal counsel to sign the contract as soon as possible.

At the same time, the cooperation with VTech also needed to be handled by the newspaper side.

At this time, Wu Feng's industries were centered on the newspaper, and it was estimated that this would continue for a long time.

Next was the matter of causing trouble for Ben Shu of the Eastern Star.

There was no need for the newspaper manager to personally intervene; Wu Feng directly instructed the head of the newspaper's social section to handle it.

There was no need to do anything dangerous, just report directly on what Ben Shu of the Eastern Star was doing on Portland Street.

It was the same old saying: the actions of gang Scum could not be exposed.

Wu Feng made it very clear that if they were worried about Eastern Star's retaliation, they could sell these news stories to other newspapers, and *Mong Kok News* could reprint them later.

He was not afraid of Eastern Star making trouble, but if it were the newspaper's ordinary field reporters, they might not necessarily have such confidence.

To put it bluntly, Wu Feng's industry was still in its growth phase, and his strength and influence could only be considered average; he could not use his name to deter petty villains. He was well aware of this point and did not make things difficult for his employees.

Didn't you see how many field reporters in the social section subconsciously let out a sigh of relief after hearing his instructions?

Following that, he took another tour around the newspaper office, which was in a flourishing atmosphere.

At this time, the newspaper had become a quite famous newspaper group in Hong Kong through the serialization of the *Ju Meng* chivalric novel, the *Legend of the Qinling Cat Demon* which was already nearing its end, as well as handling novel publishing, comic book publishing, and other affairs.

Not only was the business revenue itself substantial, but advertising revenue was increasing again and again!

The employees' wages are considered above average compared to their peers in the industry.

Not to mention all sorts of invisible benefits that are very rare in Hong Kong, which definitely make the employees feel full of happiness, with quite remarkable cohesion and drive.

How much time has even passed?

Wu Feng smiled slightly, and seeing that everything here was operating normally, he didn't stay long; he called out, got into the van, and left the newspaper office directly to return to the Tuodi.

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