Pei Qian closed the gaming media’s exaggerated praise.
The only flaw mentioned was still “part of the game content.”
With reviews like this, people might think I bribed you!
Aren’t you supposed to be a professional review media?
Don’t you even know how to find faults?!
Pei Qian felt exhausted.
Forget it, let’s look at the players’ reviews instead.
Players are so picky, surely they’ll find many flaws, right?
Pei Qian opened the player reviews, but the result was a uniform array of five-star ratings!
One-star reviews had all been downvoted to the very bottom.
“The art style is truly amazing. These particularly abstract elements are presented in such a concrete way, making a dry subject matter extremely lively and interesting!”
“Came here from Qiao Laoshi’s channel. A classic work of dark humor!”
“Deserves five stars! Anyone who doesn’t give five stars just doesn’t understand this game.”
“This narrator is so entertaining, I can’t even focus on making games because I just want to tease Mr. Narrator!”
“Honestly, I rarely play games that can move me anymore. These days, games are either focused on extracting money or pandering to popular taste. Games with depth and integrity like this are truly rare!”
“It’s such a slow-burn game. Initially, it feels a bit off-putting, but when I sat down to play it properly the second time, I found it more and more engaging—impossible to put down! Now I’m preparing for my 18th playthrough!”
“28 yuan is incredibly reasonable. Can they even recover their costs? This game seems like it had a significant investment! I bought three copies, gave two to friends. I hope the developer doesn’t lose money!”
Browsing through the players’ reviews, Pei Qian fell into deep thought.
To the person who bought three copies of the game, could you share your address? I’d like to send you some local specialties.
This is outrageous…
The content I racked my brains to create to drive players away has become a selling point???
There are even people saying they particularly enjoy teasing the narrator?
Fine, I’ll satisfy you. Tomorrow I’ll have Lü Mingliang debut as a virtual idol!
Pei Qian was devastated. He had wanted to review people’s comments to summarize his failure experience or avoid successful lessons.
However, everyone seemed to like every aspect of the game.
The art style was good, the gameplay was good, and even that annoying narrator had become a highlight!
What experience is there to summarize now?
So the game I made turns out to be flawless?
What kind of dark humor is this?!!
Pei Qian leaned back in his chair, feeling like a salted fish—one that would never flip over…
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April 19th, Monday.
A certain tertiary hospital in Jingzhou City.
Tenda’s employees finished their physical examinations in line and were eating breakfast.
Huang Sibo and Bao Xu sat at a table, eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk while discussing their examination results.
“Brother Bao, how were your exam results?”
“Not bad. I have some minor digestive issues. The doctor said I stay up too late and have irregular eating habits. How about you, Brother Huang?”
“I have mild fatty liver, and my blood pressure is slightly elevated, but nothing serious.”
“I heard we’ll have physical examinations every six months from now on? And we can’t skip them…” Bao Xu was a bit annoyed.
For him, there were only two things in life: games and everything else.
Physical examinations clearly fell into the “everything else” category—activities that took away from gaming time, best avoided when possible.
Most companies only provided employee physical examinations during onboarding, while better ones offered them annually.
But Tenda required examinations every six months, and attendance was mandatory, which Bao Xu found rather frustrating.
Huang Sibo sipped his soy milk: “Come on, Brother Bao, you shouldn’t think that way. These examinations are good for us. If not for this checkup, I wouldn’t have known about my mild fatty liver. I’ll need to be more careful about what I eat from now on. Ma Yiqun, how about you?”
Ma Yiqun, sitting nearby, replied: “I’m fine overall. I have mild chronic superficial gastritis, also a digestive issue, same as Brother Bao.”
Huang Sibo nodded: “Yes, that’s to be expected. You used to work overtime frequently at Shangyang Games, had irregular meals, and often ordered takeout. It’s quite normal to have this problem. You should pay more attention to your diet and make some adjustments.”
Ma Yiqun remarked with feeling: “Tenda is really the best. Great benefits, and they even arrange physical examinations for us… Mr. Pei is truly a boss who cares for his employees!”
Huang Sibo smiled: “There’s no need to state such obvious truths.”
Everyone finished eating and prepared to leave.
Today was morning examinations, afternoon off, so everyone could take their taxis back, with the company reimbursing the fare.
“Um? I think I left my umbrella at the hospital. You guys go ahead, I’ll go back and get it.”
Ma Yiqun realized he had forgotten his umbrella on a seat during the examination and turned back.
After retrieving his umbrella and about to leave, he heard someone call from behind: “Please wait!”
Ma Yiqun turned around and saw a short-haired girl with glasses running toward him. She appeared to be looking for him.
“Excuse me, are you an employee of Tenda?” The girl was a bit breathless from running, but due to her professional training, her words remained clear and articulate.
Ma Yiqun nodded, somewhat confused.
“Hello! I’m Hu Yue, a reporter from the Fun Times Jingzhou branch. I’m working on a special interview about Tenda Games. Would you be willing to be interviewed?” Hu Yue brushed her short hair, trying to calm her heaving chest.
Ma Yiqun was taken aback: “How did you know I work for Tenda?”
Hu Yue smiled: “I have a classmate who works at the hospital. She told me Tenda employees were coming for physicals today, so I rushed over immediately.”
Fun Times?
Ma Yiqun recognized it as a somewhat well-known gaming media outlet, popular for both written news articles and short video programs.
Under normal circumstances, Ma Yiqun would certainly have agreed.
But Tenda’s situation was far from normal.
Mr. Pei had specifically instructed them not to disclose his name and personal information to the outside world, nor to reveal Tenda’s specific salary and benefits package!
This reporter, Hu Yue, had originally called Tenda, but as soon as she proposed an interview, she was politely declined.
Though she could find Tenda’s company location, they had already refused her request. She couldn’t just barge in—that would be too impolite.
Many other reporters, like Hu Yue, had faced the same closed door, and they had given up.
But Hu Yue remained persistent. Having a friend who worked at the hospital and knowing Tenda employees were having physical examinations there, she rushed over and caught one employee alone.
Ma Yiqun decided to follow Mr. Pei’s rules and decline politely.
“I’m sorry, our company has regulations. We can’t disclose information about our boss or reveal specific salary and benefits details. You should find someone else.”
After speaking, Ma Yiqun turned to leave.
“Please wait!” Hu Yue quickly called out to stop him.
Having finally caught a live Tenda employee, she couldn’t just let him escape!