"Magnavox and Rudolf turned against each other, Philips stabbed MCA in the back, MCA revenged on Philips in our name, disgustingly so, Warner jumped the gun in the video game sector only to be ganged up against by all Hollywood magnates, giving us a significant advantage, Nintendo backstabbed both Magnavox and us... In such scenarios, not being cautious would be foolish."
"But you needn't worry too much. Interests are carved out with fists."
"As long as we can keep Nintendo pinned down..."
They won't dare to make a move!
Ethan Jones understood the game Nintendo was playing.
It was nothing but the universal rule of suspending disputes when poor and coughing politely when prosperous.
And isn't this universal rule easily countered?
A single force breaking all laws!
As long as they are kept poor...
That settles it!
After the parties involved had revealed the truth and begged for continued cooperation with a significant bow, Ethan Jones left Minoru Arakawa hanging for a few days, then summoned him on August 10, 1977.
In this conversation, Ethan Jones sternly warned Minoru Arakawa, expressing his dissatisfaction with Nintendo's actions, but considering the years of collaboration, he decided to give Nintendo one more chance, hoping they would perform well in the future.
Ethan Jones also made a few tweaks to the treaty proposed by Nintendo—
"I think selling two hundred thousand units of 'Pac-Man' in your country shouldn't be a problem."
"'Star Wars' should guarantee three hundred thousand units."
"With my cut at fourteen percent, you still get to keep thirty to thirty-four percent of the net revenue. Let's all make money together, split it fifty-fifty, I'll take twenty-five percent. I think Mr. Yamauchi of your company wouldn't mind, especially since you have your own arcades..."
Since everyone has laid their cards on the table, Ethan stopped holding back.
Not making money when you can is foolish, especially now that Nintendo is in the wrong.
Minoru Arakawa obviously didn't have the authority to agree to these demands on the spot, so he asked Ethan to be patient and immediately contacted the company back home. After some discussions...
"Mr. Jones, our president is displeased with your greed," Arakawa said. "But considering the misunderstandings between us and still wanting to move forward together, our president has decided to make concessions to mend our relationship."
"But—"
"This twenty-five percent share is a one-time deal."
Arakawa spoke earnestly, but Ethan Jones was delighted. He didn't take Hiroshi Yamauchi's words to heart because he knew that bottom lines were meant to be broken.
As for future cooperation?
That remained to be seen!
Having reached a consensus, Ethan then invited a law professor from Stanford to review the contract.
After confirming everything was correct, both parties officially signed the contract on the afternoon of August 15, 1977.
When Ethan Jones signed his name on the contract, the settled dust allowed Minoru Arakawa to breathe a sigh of relief. He extended his right hand towards Ethan with a smile, somewhat emotional, "Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Jones."
"I'm very pleased, Mr. Arakawa." Ethan didn't hide his happiness.
Such a fact made Minoru Arakawa shake his head in resignation, "From now on, we will operate under the new contract, so regarding the chip company, the issues with directors and supervisors, I hope you can pay extra attention."
"Okay, I will. After all, it's about protecting my own interests..."
Although Ethan agreed readily, it indeed posed a challenge for him.
He had many close people, but they all had their own lives, like Aunt Linda and Uncle Thomas, who had their orchard to look after and couldn't possibly watch over Nintendo in Japan for him; Evelyn, being the actual developer, without her Destiny Game wouldn't function; his father's comrades were best left in the factory, finally settling down, it was best not to disrupt these new families...
Aside from them, whether it was young Woz or Steve, they all had their successful careers, thinking of them was to witness the beauty of brain stem absence.
Thus...
"Damn!"
"Why am I cursing myself?"
"Spit, spit, spit—"
Ethan felt he might be too tired lately, the 007 lifestyle leaving him a bit delirious.
He wanted to take a small break for himself, and as for where—
"How about heading north in this hot weather?"
"Go to the Arctic to see polar bears?"
"Hiss—I've never seen polar bears in the Arctic in my life—"
The more Ethan thought about it, the more intriguing it seemed.
Despite Destiny Game being closely watched from both front and back, everything requires a balance between work and rest, right? Since he's been busy with "Star Wars" since the beginning of the year, he hadn't rested at all
in the past eight months, with countless troubles tightening his nerves. Now that it's all handled...
He deserved a neural SPA.
However, just as Ethan was about to stand up and head to Evelyn's office to ask if she could pause her design work for a bit, the office door was suddenly knocked on from outside.
The urgent sound made Ethan's breath hitch.
A bad premonition surged from the bottom of his heart.
"Come in." He pretended to be calm.
Before the words fell, Eulise Noble pushed the door open from the outside.
"Boss..."
As soon as she began, Ethan felt his blood pressure skyrocket, and everything went dark before his eyes.
"Good heavens!"
"Great earth!"
"Why her again!"
Ethan roared in his heart.
"Wait!" he shouted, "Eulise! Do we have a grudge?"
"Do you really want to kill me?"
'??? ' Such words left Eulise Noble stunned.
She blinked her innocent eyes, immediately understanding her boss's meaning.
Then, she smiled and said, "Boss, this time it's good news."
'...'
"Really?" Ethan sighed in relief, quite satisfied with the girl's tact.
"Really." Eulise Noble nodded, "If you have time, I'll connect the call..." she pointed to the telephone on Ethan's desk.
"Okay." Ethan, feeling like he had survived a disaster, nodded in agreement.
Soon, the phone rang.
Picking up...
"Oh George, long time no see, hearing your voice really makes me happy..."