Garnt Factory,
Office.
Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, fantasizing about how he would distribute the 8 million yuan after the system settlent.
Should he buy a house first, or a car?
Hmm!
Maybe... he could buy both at the sa ti.
Chen Mo smiled faintly at the thought.
Ring ring ring!
His phone started ringing.
Chen Mo glanced at the caller ID, froze for a mont, and quickly answered.
“Mom!”
“Xiao Mo, how’s work going? The National Day holiday is coming up—are you coming ho?”
His mother’s voice ca through the phone.
Hearing her voice, Chen Mo quickly opened the calendar to check the date, and only then realized that October 1st was just five days away.
The system settlent, however, was in three days—on Friday.
Thinking about how he hadn’t been ho in a while, and how he’d be bringing 8 million yuan in personal funds after the settlent, he figured this would be the perfect ti to go ho and improve his parents’ living conditions.
With that thought, Chen Mo replied.
“Mom, I’ll co back for the National Day holiday.”
“Great! What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you.”
On the other end,
his mother’s voice suddenly sounded more cheerful.
Listening to the excitent in her tone, Chen Mo fell silent. Since growing up, he had neglected his parents a bit.
He used to call every week, but now it was once every month or two, if that.
At least this ti, he could stay a few days longer during the holiday and spend so real ti with them.
“Mom, just make whatever you like. I love everything you cook.”
“Okay, I’ll figure it out. I won’t keep you from work anymore.”
With that, his mother hung up the phone.
Chen Mo stared at the ended call tone for a mont before snapping out of it.
He turned to look at Shen Rou.
“Shen Rou, has the company finalized plans for the National Day break?”
“President Chen, I was just about to talk to you about that.”
“If we follow the official schedule, the holiday runs from this Saturday to next Friday. But the exact ti off still needs your approval.”
Upon hearing her, Chen Mo looked back at the calendar.
This year, October 1st fell on a Monday. The statutory holiday lasted three days—Monday to Wednesday. With the weekends adjusted in, it would be from this Saturday to next Friday.
A seven-day mini-vacation.
If that were the case, then employees would have to return to work the following Saturday.
But who works on Saturdays?
Thinking this, Chen Mo picked up a pen and circled the dates from this Saturday to the next Sunday—nine days total.
Now that’s more like it.
“Let’s go with this schedule. Notify the workshop employees and Cangxue Gas too.”
As he spoke, he pushed the marked calendar over to Shen Rou.
Shen Rou curiously picked it up, and then froze.
After a mont, she looked up at Chen Mo.
“President Chen, the National Day holiday, even with the adjusted schedule, is only seven days...”
“I know. But that’s for other companies. In my company, no one works weekends. Not even adjusted ones.”
Chen Mo didn’t even lift his head as he replied.
No matter what, giving employees two extra days off ant two fewer workdays. Two fewer workdays ant potentially less profit for him.
So the holiday had to be extended.
Shen Rou felt a wave of emotion.
Other company bosses were always trying to cut down holidays, and here was President Chen, generously adding two extra days.
The employees were going to be thrilled when they heard about this.
As she thought about it, she suddenly rembered the report just sent over by Cangxue Gas and quickly printed out a copy to hand to Chen Mo.
“President Chen, this is the latest report from Cangxue Gas. Please take a look.”
“Oh!”
Chen Mo reached out and took the report. After just one glance—
He froze.
1 million?
What the hell? Where did the extra 1 million in revenue co from?
He imdiately called Fang Chang to get to the bottom of it.
A mont later,
Chen Mo slowly hung up the phone, looking stunned.
It was that 100,000-yuan item again. Another rich player.
So what if you’re doing group battles—why do you all keep fixating on that 100,000-yuan gear?
Chen Mo was beyond speechless. But he also realized sothing important: this couldn’t go on.
He had to take down all the equipnt that cost money.
Otherwise, on the day of settlent, if so rich player just happened to buy two pieces, it could throw the whole system out of balance and cause the settlent to fail.
He might as well just shut down all in-ga top-up options, so he wouldn’t have to worry about the ga making money.
[Reminder: The ga must include so monetization features.]
The system prompt suddenly popped up.
So it can’t be completely free, huh? Fine—he could create a few barely profitable monetization points.
In any case, the option to directly buy equipnt with money had to be removed. Otherwise, with you all doing your three-day mini battles and five-day ga wars, sure, you’re having fun, but I’m the one getting screwed!
Especially with settlent just around the corner.
“Shen Rou, also let Brother Yang get the car ready. I’m heading to Cangxue Gas.”
—
Cangxue Gas,
Office.
“President Chen, is there sothing you need?”
Fang Chang looked at the unexpectedly arriving President Chen and cautiously asked.
Chen Mo glanced at him and said calmly:
“I’m here today to talk about so changes to Tianlong.”
“President Chen, the Tianlong reform project is ongoing—you don’t need to worry.”
Worry?
With the current state of Tianlong, how can I not worry?
Chen Mo looked at the cup of water he had just picked up, then put it back down.
“I’m talking about a different kind of reform. Since Tianlong is now taking the free-to-play route, we need to go all in. Shut down all top-up channels that affect ga balance.”
“You an...”
Fang Chang looked hesitantly at Chen Mo, unsure if he had guessed correctly.
Chen Mo didn’t wait—he explained the plan he had co up with on the ride over.
“Here’s the deal. I’ve realized that as long as the ga still has paid equipnt, it’ll always be unfair to regular players. So I’ve decided to remove all pay-to-win gear.”
“Of course, all the other miscellaneous top-up features should go too.”
“But President Chen, if we do that, there won’t be any way for the ga to make money!”
Fang Chang quickly protested.
“I’m not done yet.”
Chen Mo calmly continued, seeing Fang Chang’s growing anxiety.
“As a ga, it still needs so monetization. So we’ll offer monthly cards, weekly cards, and daily cards. Just buying these will provide small conveniences, but nothing that affects balance.”
“Monthly cards will be priced at 10 yuan per month, weekly cards at 2 yuan, and daily cards at 0.1 yuan. As for the specific perks, you can decide.”
With only these minimal monetization options, there’s no way the ga can suddenly generate another million out of nowhere, right?
Chen Mo thought to himself.
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