Chapitre 8: Working extremely hard
At first, Sayuri didn't think much of these games.
She didn't find them particularly entertaining.
She just wanted to give them a try.
However, as she gradually got into them, she found herself somewhat addicted.
The little characters jumping on the TV screen, stomping on monsters one after another, clearing levels time and time again, injected an adrenaline rush.
It was a unique feedback.
Each level passed immediately gave a sense of accomplishment.
And every time she died, Sayuri would feel frustrated, constantly reflecting on her mistakes, and then starting over again.
In this way, without realizing it, Sayuri immersed herself in them for half a day.
It wasn't until now that Sayuri suddenly realized.
It seems... this thing is really interesting.
This thing is fine if you don't touch it, but once you do, you'll never forget that feeling.
Takayuki said, "Nowadays, there are too many entertainment options for these kids around. I can't guarantee taking their time away from all these entertainments, so we can only take it step by step. Okay, enough of that, let's focus on researching the plan for small-scale production next."
"Small-scale production?" Sayuri, who was still immersed in memories of Mario levels just now, suddenly became alert.
"Are you suggesting...?"
Takayuki showed a gentle smile and nodded.
"Yes, just as you're thinking. Next, we probably need to work hard for a few days, aiming to produce twenty of these game consoles in a week and then sell them all to nearby arcades."
Sayuri was dumbfounded on the spot. Twenty in a week?
It took her and Takayuki almost a week to make the first one.
Of course, there was a lot of time spent on constant revisions and corrections.
With the experience of making one already, making another one shouldn't be that difficult.
But making ten more in such a short time is still too difficult for the two of them, right?!
"Takayuki, could you lower the number a bit more." Sayuri showed a somewhat pitiful look.
Seeing Sayuri's pitiful appearance, Takayuki nodded and said, "Alright, you've worked hard too. I'll handle the rest, my energy is still abundant."
In his past life, Takayuki died from overwork.
He certainly understood the pain of working
If it's for oneself, staying up all night working isn't a big deal.
But Sayuri, to put it bluntly, is just an employee.
For the boss's 996, Takayuki felt embarrassed to say it outright.
"Huh? That's it? I thought you would ask me to work harder in exchange for more pay," Sayuri said, sounding somewhat disappointed.
Takayuki shook his head, "Money is endless. I can't just keep giving you more money for working hard. Rest when you need to rest, but during regular working hours, you can't slack off!"
Sayuri immediately straightened up and saluted.
"Yes, sir!"
Takayuki pondered for a moment.
With his current level of skill, making thirteen or fourteen in a week shouldn't be a problem.
If there's a mature assembly line, it would be even better.
However, the money he currently has is not much. His parents in this world have some money, but they're not extravagant, and his pocket money also has its limits.
Moreover, he still needs to save some money for his future preparations. There's no extra money to find a factory for production.
Unless this batch of game consoles sells well, he won't have the opportunity to consider finding a factory to produce the next batch of game consoles.
Takayuki has already planned it out. All the fifteen consoles will be sold to different arcades in Tokyo, and then they will advertise to the children where they can enjoy themselves. Everything will fall into place after that.
The so-called arcades are actually comprehensive entertainment areas.
Among them, there are places for children to play, places similar to gambling machines, and also some scattered arcade machines for playing games.
However, the quality of those arcade games is quite poor, to the extent that people dislike them.
The most popular game in the arcade is probably the pachinko machines.
To put it bluntly, this thing is a gambling machine.
In the context of economic depression, paradoxically, these pachinko machines are thriving in Japan, occupying the streets and alleys, becoming the only pastime for many people who have fallen into despair.
In Japan in the previous life, it was more or less the same, but not as crazy as in this world.
Perhaps it's because the game console industry was almost nonexistent, or maybe it's something else. Takayuki didn't study economics and social sciences, so he couldn't understand the reasons too much.
Placing some such game consoles in these arcades, let's see how the profits turn out.
Then, for the next week, Takayuki stayed indoors without going out.
Sayuri would at least go out to buy some food during her rest time.
Takayuki provides food and lodging and gives a high daily wage, which Sayuri appreciates very much. So she is a bit afraid that Takayuki, the boss, will suddenly collapse, so she buys more delicious food and supplements to bring back. Takayuki, on the other hand, has gained a little weight during this week.
After a week, fifteen decent game consoles were finally completed.
Looking at the fifteen red-and-white machines with their cheap plastic casings, Takayuki was somewhat moved by the familiar feeling that came rushing back.
"Phew, it's finally over. Takayuki, can't you take a break now? I see you haven't slept for seven days and nights."
"Hmm? Rest? Oh, that can wait. We still have another thing to do today."
Despite Takayuki's energy being high as a freak, dark circles still appeared under his eyes.
But to Takayuki, it was all worth it.
Sayuri was a bit worried.
Takayuki really can push himself hard.
"Um, about that, why don't you let me drive instead of you? Just tell me where to go."
Takayuki didn't refuse this time but took out a map.
The map marked the locations of several arcades he had already investigated.
"It's at these places."
Sayuri and Takayuki together loaded the game consoles and the prepared TVs into a small van, and then Sayuri drove the car according to the map's instructions to prepare for the first target location.
As for Takayuki, he seemed to finally succumb to the assault of exhaustion and slowly closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
He was indeed a bit tired.
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