Reborn not to be a simp, the school beauty's whole family goes crazy

"Although the game is good, it is, after all, a domestically produced game, and its market acceptance is not high yet. We find it hard to accept this price."

"If we can't sell them, we'll suffer huge losses."

Boss Wang chimed in, "Yes, Xiao Zhao, you need to lower the price a bit more, otherwise we really won't dare to order any more."

"As you know, business is tough these days, so we have to consider the risks."

As he spoke, he spread his hands, making a helpless gesture.

Zhao Qing understood that price negotiation was key, as it would determine whether the game could successfully enter the market.

He took a deep breath, put on a sincere expression, and said, "Brothers, we have put a lot of effort and resources into making this game."

“From planning and programming to art design, every step has cost a lot of money.”

"This price is already very reasonable."

At this point, Zhao Qing changed the subject and continued, "However, since you all feel it's too high, we can discuss it further."

"Everyone is in the business together and hopes for a win-win situation. We also value our cooperation with you all."

His words contained both firmness and room for negotiation.

Next, the two sides engaged in fierce bargaining.

Zhao Qing gave a detailed account of the game's cost structure, from the development team's manpower costs to creating the cartridge game from scratch.

Then, he went on to explain the exaggerated production time, listing each step on his fingers to the three distributors.

At the same time, he also outlined the game's market prospects, analyzed potential consumer groups and market demand, and tried to show distributors the game's potential.

The three distributors kept giving reasons for lowering the price.

From the intensity of market competition to consumers' acceptance of domestically produced games, and even their own operating costs, every reason hits the nail on the head.

After a round of back-and-forth bargaining, neither side was willing to give in, and the atmosphere became tense.

Zhao Qing clenched his fists tightly, his palms sweating.

He knew in his heart that this was a negotiation he could not afford to lose.

The three distributors remained firm, their faces showing their determination.

Finally, after several rounds of negotiation, Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and made a concession.

“Okay, then we’ll give you a 10 yuan discount on the purchase price of 110 yuan, and you can sell it for 120 yuan.”

"This is our bottom line. We hope you gentlemen can understand."

The three distributors nodded in satisfaction, and Mr. Li said with a smile, "Okay, let's go with this price."

"We don't dare to order too many at once. We'll each order 100 portions first to see if they sell well."

"If it sells well, I'll order more from you in the future."

As he spoke, he extended his hand and shook hands firmly with Zhao Qing.

A victorious smile appeared on Zhao Qing's face, and his eyes sparkled with joy.

"No problem, brothers!"

"I'm sure this game won't disappoint you. I'll definitely contact you again to collaborate on any good games I come across in the future!"

In a pleasant atmosphere, the three distributors and Zhao Qing signed an order.

Looking at the orders in his hand, Zhao Qing was filled with emotion. This sales campaign had finally achieved initial success.

As evening fell, the blood-red afterglow, like spilled paint, scattered wantonly across the city's streets and alleys.

After a busy day at work, Lin Yu dragged his slightly tired body toward his usual game cartridge store.

He is an ordinary wage earner, earning 1,000 yuan a month, and struggling to make a living in this city.

Buying game cartridges became one of his few hobbies, and it was also the best way for him to relax after a long day of work.

Upon entering the store, familiar game posters and glass cabinets filled with game cartridges come into view.

Lin Yu glanced at the dazzling array of glass display cases in the store and asked expectantly, "Boss, do you have any new cartridge games lately?"

His eyes gleamed with longing, as if the mere mention of it by his boss would instantly dispel all the fatigue of the day.

The shop owner looked up from behind the counter with a helpless smile on his face.

He shook his head and said, "No, most of the new cartridges nowadays are from Japan, imported from there."

"The transportation alone takes a lot of time. Even if it is localized, various procedures and investigations will take a while, so the update speed is not that fast."

"However, I have a pretty good new cartridge game here, it's made in China, it's called 'I Run an Inn in Chang'an 1'."

"The gameplay is quite novel, do you want to give it a try?"

As the shopkeeper spoke, he took the cassette tape from under the counter, placed it on the counter, and tapped it lightly with his finger, trying to pique Lin Yu's interest.

Upon hearing that it was made in China, Lin Yu's face instantly showed a look of doubt, and he subconsciously curled his lip, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"Can domestically produced cartridge games be of any quality? I don't believe it."

In his mind, domestically produced games have always been inferior to those imported games from Japanese island nations.

Both the graphics and gameplay are far inferior.

He continued looking at the game cartridges in the glass case, scanning them one by one, and found that he had played them all before.

The sense of disappointment grew stronger, and the hopeful look in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Inside the shop, Lin Yu frowned and pondered for a long time.

He was torn between distrust of domestically produced games and a strong desire for new ones.

Finally, the glimmer of anticipation for the new game overcame my prejudice.

Lin Yu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, then take it out and let me see."

Upon seeing this, the shopkeeper immediately smiled, as if he were promoting a priceless treasure, handing over the cassette tape while enthusiastically introducing it.

"This game is really good, you'll know once you play it."

"Its story is set in ancient Chang'an, where you run an inn."

"The tasks and storylines inside are very rich, and there are all sorts of unexpected surprises."

Clearly, this boss is also a gamer; at least he himself has played this cartridge game to some extent.

Lin Yu took the cassette tape, his eyes widening instantly at the price tag of 120 yuan, his face filled with shock.

"120? That's so expensive!"

His voice unconsciously rose a few decibels, drawing the attention of other customers in the store.

"These domestically produced games are selling for more than imported ones, they're robbing people!"

As he spoke, he slammed the cassette tape heavily onto the counter, turned and walked away, muttering to himself all the while.

"I'm not buying it anymore, it's such a rip-off."

He felt the price was outrageous; domestically produced games weren't worth that much money at all.

Back home, Lin Yu threw himself on the sofa, turned on the TV listlessly, and plugged in the game cartridge he had bought earlier.