Chapter 99: Numbness

Reborn as an American Tycoon Melancholy of the Blue Gem 2455 words 2026-03-20 07:11:52

As time passed, more and more guests gathered in the first-floor lobby. Influenced by the surrounding atmosphere, the cinema operators who had initially shown no interest began to ponder.

Time finally arrived for the press conference. The guests were extremely curious: after this unconventional display, what else could be released?

William White wasn’t wearing a suit; he had just tied a tie, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up high, looking more like an IT professional than a boss.

“Ahem, ladies and gentlemen, the three games you saw downstairs are our products from last year, and this year we will still have three game planning projects.”

With just a few simple words, the venue quickly fell silent.

This guy was really too good at boasting, not mentioning the three games downstairs at all, as if it was just a very simple matter.

“Today, it’s not so much a new product launch as a business meeting. For those interested in bringing game consoles into cinemas, we can provide complete funding solutions. Based on the profitability of single machines, we can formulate different allocation plans.”

With this statement, the cinema operators were naturally very happy, no apparent risk.

“Of course, you can buy them outright, no problem. However, we don’t produce here. As for production, we can arrange OEM orders or adopt a licensing model. We can discuss the specific details privately.”

The game machine manufacturing companies understood: they clearly had no intention of producing and wouldn’t compete with them for profits in the production环节.

In the following time, William White introduced the three games of the 1980s, roughly sketching out the planning blueprint for the legendary world.

William White’s eloquence was excellent; not only did it make people feel approachable, but it also had strong infectious power, which made many eager to give it a try.

William White spoke very reasonably: the time waiting for the movie to start was fragmented time, they could completely go play a game console for a while, which was far more profitable than those jukebox machines, and without having to pay any copyright fees.

As game genres expanded, dedicated game arcades would appear as well, but this wouldn’t affect the guests who wanted to have fun in the cinemas. This was a good source of income that could make up for the shortfall in box office.

In summary, the blueprint depicted by William White was very promising, and the cinema operators would clearly get a big advantage.

William White was bluffing on stage, and the guys below were obviously quite worked up. The threshold was obviously very low, it was just unclear if their production capacity could keep up.

Glancing back at those well-dressed Chinese operators, these cinema bigwigs seemed to understand something; they were obviously prepared, and those guys’ production capabilities were still very reliable.

Several local enterprises clearly understood that the number of these orders would be extremely large, and none of their companies could handle it all.

After scanning around, surprisingly, there wasn’t even a single American counterpart, meaning William White wasn’t planning to produce in the United States.

Today’s press conference had really a lot of information, and only after William White finished his speech did these guys wake up from their dream.

For a moment, applause thundered like thunder. Americans’ frivolity was fully displayed at this moment; the Chinese operators were just clapping, while Americans were even whistling.

William White smiled and gestured, then turned and left. Next was the cold buffet time, he needed to go change clothes.

How one dressed on stage was personal style; no one could say anything about jeans paired with rolled-up sleeves, but the cold buffet was different—such attire would be very improper.

Although it was a cold buffet, it was very sumptuous. William White was someone who loved to indulge his stomach, he wouldn’t compromise it.

The guests at the meeting were also very emotional; they had attended many cold buffets before, but hadn’t seen such a luxurious reception. The son of a wealthy family, after all, was different.

Robert Gallivan was in a good mood today; he hadn’t come in vain. The game consoles below all used 68000 series CPUs, and given today’s situation, they would have a nice profit.

As for Motorola, William White was speechless; such a great company had ultimately been ruined by the capital market.

In the communications field, they had pioneered many firsts; the first call between humans and the moon had also used their equipment.

Not to mention the communications field; this 68000 series CPU was also era-defining. This chip was still widely used after 2000, how powerful it was goes without saying.

This was a product from their 1970s.

Go look for it; there’s no such long-lasting chip on the market.

The most speechless thing was that this was just their sideline, just playing around, without taking it too seriously.

Possibly because the communications industry had high profits, they really looked down on the IT industry. This department was later sold off entirely, which let the Chinese operators pick up a bargain.

Many people were at the cold buffet; anyway, no results would come from it, at most a preliminary intention, and the specific cooperation details would be discussed later.

The capital market reacted quickly. Motorola’s stock fell first and then rebounded. Cinema-related stocks didn’t rise but also didn’t keep falling.

As for William White’s game consoles, Wall Street held an optimistic attitude and also grumbled in their hearts: how is it this lucky bastard again.

William White was a bit tired; he washed up simply and slept in the office. Negotiation matters naturally didn’t require him; if such matters also sought the boss, he probably wouldn’t have time to have fun.

He was sleeping here, but the outside world was lively. Atari was soon dragged out for a public shaming.

In most people’s eyes, Legend World was more like a big company, while Atari was really somewhat weak, most hateful of all was that after being slapped in the face, they still had the audacity to talk back.

Ever since being acquired by Warner, Atari had been in internal strife, and Warner, who always wanted to meddle, what good products could there be—that was really weird.

A group of guild organizations were also very unhappy; they had already received news that no American manufacturers were participating at all.

These bastards were just trying to show off their presence; if you paid attention to them, they would immediately put their feet on your face.

Legend World’s reply was simple: some cheap basic products; the United States didn’t have cost advantages, and if there were more advanced equipment in the future, they would definitely consider local enterprises.

Mr. William White was a patriot; this point couldn’t be doubted. But business is business; we can’t lose money and make noise.

The example of White Software adapter cards is right there. We wanted local enterprises to participate, what was the result?

And those with ulterior motives always instigated workers to rest. Because of this reason, we have compensated multiple times. Go check if the locals have such situations.

None once; all deliveries were on time.

The guilds also counted as unlucky; this became having ulterior motives, and you can’t deny it—their time and place are clear.

American guilds had always been domineering; they didn’t expect that here was a fool who chose to directly confront them angrily.

People with ulterior motives—this word was simply used perfectly.

Just ask, do you dare to confess?

The economy was already in such a state, yet they still wanted to stir things up. William White really couldn’t understand.

Is this a way of self-destruction?