Chapter 45: A Money-Losing Game Is, Naturally, One That Must Continue Losing Money

"President Chen, you called for me?" Fang Chang answered the phone and asked nervously.

"Mhm. Tianlong Game was produced by our company, right?" Chen Mo asked.

Hearing this, Fang Chang was startled. He thought to himself, "Could President Chen know about the money Tianlong is losing and be planning to hold me accountable?" Fortunately, he had already made preparations; all that was left was to release the announcement to shut down the servers.

"Yes, President Chen. However, Tianlong has been in a money-losing state for a while now, so I intend to shut down its servers."

"Shut down the servers? Why would you want to do that?" Upon hearing Fang Chang's words, Chen Mo hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

He thought, "Such a good money-losing game, and he wants to shut it down? How can that be allowed?"

It was a good thing he had called to ask; otherwise, if the servers were shut down, he would lose out on losing quite a bit of money!

"President Chen, Tianlong has been losing money for a long time. The company has previously made some improvements, but there hasn't been any change for the better."

"If we don't shut the servers down now, we will only lose more money," Fang Chang explained.

"There's no need for that. If you just shut down the servers like that, what will happen to the people still playing the game?"

"Won't the players who have already spent money feel disheartened? What will happen to our game company's reputation?"

"If we shut down because of losses, will those players dare to play our company's other games?"

"Therefore, you must look at the big picture. Don't sacrifice the company's reputation just because of temporary losses."

Chen Mo racked his brain and finally came up with a reasonable excuse.

Losing money was such a wonderful thing; the more he lost, the better!

"So… we aren't shutting down the servers?" Fang Chang asked tentatively. He really didn't understand what President Chen meant.

"Of course we can't shut them down. Also, give me one of the game's internal accounts—the kind with god-tier gear."

"Understood, President Chen. I will send the account to you shortly." Upon hearing this, Fang Chang hurriedly agreed.

Hanging up the phone, he directly called his deputy.

A while later, there was a knock at the office door.

"Brother Chang, you called for me?" Zhao Bowen walked into the office and asked, looking at Fang Chang.

"Mhm. Get me two internal accounts for Tianlong, with god-tier gear."

"What do you need god-tier accounts for? Aren't we preparing to shut down the servers?" Zhao Bowen looked puzzled; he had been busy with the server shutdown procedures for the past two days.

"We don't need to shut down the servers," Fang Chang said softly.

"We aren't shutting them down? But that game has been losing money constantly. It won't be good if President Chen finds out the company still has a money-losing game," Zhao Bowen said, his expression worried.

Any boss who knew their game company had a money-losing game probably wouldn't look too happy.

"It's fine. The idea not to shut down the servers was proposed by President Chen, and he's also the one who wanted the internal accounts."

"Doesn't President Chen know this game is losing money?"

"He knows, but he insists on not shutting it down." Fang Chang leaned back in his chair and sighed.

Recalling President Chen's words just now, he couldn't help but admire him—giving up the company's profits for the sake of its reputation.

"Then what does President Chen plan to do?" Zhao Bowen was puzzled.

"I don't know. However, since President Chen asked for internal game accounts, he probably wants to experience the game to see if there's anything that can be changed," Fang Chang speculated.

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of why President Chen would want internal accounts.

Most likely, because the game was losing money, he wanted to find a solution.

After all, it couldn't be that he just wanted the internal accounts to play the game; he didn't believe a company president would have that kind of leisure time.

If that were the case, the company would have gone bankrupt and been unable to operate long ago.

"We professionals haven't found any way to save this game. Can President Chen really do it?" Zhao Bowen couldn't help but feel skeptical.

"I don't know," Fang Chang shook his head.

"However, President Chen must have some ideas; otherwise, he wouldn't have asked for the game accounts."

…

At the Garment factory, in the office.

Chen Mo had just finished downloading Tianlong when Fang Chang sent over the internal account.

He entered the account details and logged directly into the game.

Looking at the character in the game account, clad in magnificent gear, he smiled slightly.

Now, no one would be able to beat him, right?

He controlled his game character to walk swaggeringly into the wild. He soon arrived at the spot where he had been insta-killed by a Tuhao last time. He looked around but couldn't find that Tuhao.

Since he didn't encounter anyone, he just started farming monsters in the wild.

This god-tier account was so much better than his own; he was insta-killing almost every monster he encountered.

…

"Damn it, there are fewer and fewer people in this game. I've wandered the wild for half a day and haven't met a single person. It must be because Tuhao Ge was killing too happily in the wild a while ago."

In a rented room, a young man was boredly controlling his character on his phone, wanting to find other characters in the wild to kill for fun.

But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any.

"What a crappy game, there's not even anyone here. Is it time to shut down the servers?"

Jiang Jiu slammed his mouse down hard. Just as he was about to log off, he suddenly noticed a figure in the distance farming monsters.

"Xue Luo… I haven't seen this ID before. Not someone from the guild, but the equipment looks pretty good."

"Why care so much? Just kill them first." With a shift in his thoughts, Jiang Jiu directly controlled his game character to rush over and attack.

…

"Huh? Someone's coming." Chen Mo was controlling his game character, slaughtering everything in the wild, when he suddenly noticed a figure rapidly approaching him from the distance.

Before he could figure out what the other party was up to, a skill was already unleashed and landed on him.

Fortunately, this time he was using a god-tier account; otherwise, he would have been insta-killed again!

In an instant, Chen Mo recalled the scene of being insta-killed and mocked a few days ago, and his expression turned ugly.

He glanced at the newcomer's ID and saw it wasn't the Tuhao Ge from last time, but that didn't matter. This person was doing the same thing as that Tuhao Ge.

With a shift in his thoughts, he directly controlled his character to rush over and attack the other party.

"What the hell? It only dropped one bar of health?" Jiang Jiu looked at the health bar above the opponent's head and was shocked to see that it had only dropped by one bar after his attack.

To be able to take his attack and only lose one bar of health—the only person capable of that would be someone like Tuhao Ge with a top-tier god-tier account.

The person in front of him had a god-tier account.

He had kicked an iron plate this time!

Jiang Jiu thought, "This is bad," and immediately controlled his character to flee into the distance. Facing a god-tier account, he was no match at all; his only option was to run.

A while later!! Jiang Jiu found himself cornered in a dead end and hurriedly started typing to beg for mercy.

"Brother, that was just a misunderstanding."