Chapter 140 Heartfelt Words

At the same time, Pei Qian was in his office, sighing deeply.

What should he do?

This champion skin really had nothing to do with him!

People might not believe it, but it was all FV Team's own idea; they were the ones who made the first move...

Pei Qian had obviously seen the negative impact of this champion skin in the comments from netizens.

It seemed that the image of the Spiky Hedgehog Modest would be even more deeply ingrained in people's minds.

Moreover, Finger Company had been communicating with FV Team and working day and night to revise the plan, only to create such an exquisite champion skin, only for all the hype to be stolen by Tengda. What a huge blow this must be for Finger Company!

Of course, they had made a lot of money from the champion skin.

The main thing was that he was finding it difficult to bear this mentally!

Pei Qian even wanted to pay out of his own pocket to get Eric a psychiatrist, or at least a psychological counselor, to guide him.

After all, not everyone had his indomitable spirit and the courage to keep fighting after setbacks. People like Eric, with their more fragile minds, were likely to collapse under the pressure.

Pei Qian definitely didn't want Eric to collapse.

If Eric didn't want to do it anymore, who knew what the next head of Finger Company's Greater China region would be like?

What if Finger Company saw the tragic end of the three heads of the Greater China region, especially the miserable state of Eric who had made a comeback, and simply chose to give up the Greater China region market, sending some random Tom, Dick, or Harry to slack off?

Then, no matter how much money Tengda burned, if the new head of Finger Company just didn't cooperate, wouldn't that be very awkward?

How could they happily burn money then?

Although they could continue to burn money in overseas markets, it was too far away and inconvenient.

Therefore, Pei Qian could only pray silently, hoping that Eric could become strong and, like him, become more and more courageous after setbacks, facing the bleak life and dripping blood head-on.

If there was a way, Pei Qian really wanted to help Eric, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

The champion skin had already been made, and whether they changed it or not, all the hype had already been stolen by Tengda.

Even if Pei Qian stood up and clarified that this skin had nothing to do with Modest and told everyone not to guess, it would be useless!

On the contrary, it might backfire, making everyone feel that they were mocking him, further damaging Eric's state of mind.

Eric's state of mind must already be collapsing; he couldn't withstand such stimulation.

Therefore, Pei Qian could only choose to ignore it and avoid thinking about it.

He could only silently pray that Eric would pull through!

Putting the champion skin aside for the time being, Pei Qian reopened the work reports from various departments to see what other noteworthy tasks they had in the near future.

Next week, the snack market would officially open for business.

Pei Qian had no confidence in the snack market at all. After all, in Meng Chang's view, the snack market, like the experience store, was a sure-fire hit.

And Meng Chang's vision had already been proven correct with the experience store.

The snack market was likely to be in deep trouble as well.

But no matter what, they had been preparing for so long, and they had to open for business. He would rather grit his teeth and make money than delay or affect the settlement.

Even if it really became popular and made a lot of money, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

But speaking of Meng Chang...

Pei Qian opened the calendar and saw that it had been almost two weeks since Meng Chang's promotion plan for the Qidian Chinese Website Inspiration Class had officially started.

The plan had come out last Monday, and because the promotion plan was particularly simple—just one picture—it had spread very quickly.

By next Monday, the promotion plan would be two weeks old. At that time, no matter what the final result was, Meng Chang would get the minimum commission, which was a basic salary of five thousand yuan plus a minimum of two thousand yuan, for a total of seven thousand yuan.

Perhaps this amount was still not much, but for Meng Chang, who usually only got a base salary of 3,000 yuan, it was already doubled.

What's more, this 2,000 yuan minimum commission was not just about money; it also involved the issue of dignity!

Meng Chang had always prided himself on being a master of promotion, a master of psychology, believing that he could manipulate the attention of netizens at will, turning his hands into clouds and rain, easily creating a lot of hype.

However, after coming to Tengda, he had suffered repeated defeats, becoming less and less courageous.

This was a heavy blow to Meng Chang's values.

Getting this 2,000 yuan minimum commission would greatly boost Meng Chang's confidence, giving him the confidence and enthusiasm to put more effort into future promotion plans.

And there were only four days left until this critical moment.

Today was already Wednesday; once he got through Sunday, he would get the commission.

Judging from the current situation, Meng Chang's promotion plan could be said to be very successful.

That ugly picture really didn't cause too much of a stir. Even if there was discussion, it was all about how ugly the picture was.

Some netizens felt that this promotion plan might have been outsourced to an amateur, so the picture was ugly, the promotion method was not new, and the most important thing was that they didn't understand the industry data at all, making a joke of themselves.

They put out the data of these works, thinking it was something very proud, but in reality, they were exposing their weaknesses and making a fool of themselves.

If it maintained this momentum until the end of the month, Meng Chang might be able to get tens of thousands of yuan in commissions.

However, Pei Qian always felt uneasy.

Where did this strange sense of crisis come from?

Perhaps it came from Pei Qian's countless tragic experiences of falling before the night of success...

Back then, Pei Qian himself was a young man like Meng Chang, full of enthusiasm but always harboring illusions.

Every time, he felt that the settlement was coming soon, and as long as this project continued to lose money, there would definitely be no problem!

But often, when he thought this way, the loss-making project would suddenly become popular for some inexplicable reason!

Was this a coincidence, or was it fate playing tricks on him?

Pei Qian himself couldn't say for sure.

But after suffering repeatedly, Pei Qian had understood a simple truth: the closer you get to success, the more you have to be vigilant and make thorough preparations.

And Meng Chang...

He probably hadn't realized this matter so deeply yet.

Therefore, Pei Qian felt that as someone who had been there, he had a responsibility and an obligation to remind him, lest he get carried away, fall short of success, and ruin his state of mind.

Picking up his phone, Pei Qian sighed silently.

It was too hard for him!

Not only did he have to adjust his own state of mind, but he also had to constantly help people like Eric and Meng Chang adjust their states of mind, for fear that their states of mind would suddenly collapse and they wouldn't play with him anymore.

But who knew President Pei's suffering?

The call was quickly connected.

"Hello? President Pei?"

Meng Chang's voice sounded a little relaxed, a little relieved.

Obviously, after more than a week of worrying, he found that his plan was very successful, without causing any necessary or unnecessary attention, so his state of mind gradually relaxed.

Pei Qian asked, "How is your promotion plan going lately?"

Meng Chang smiled and replied, "Thanks to President Pei, it's been going smoothly."

"Especially your notice requiring various departments within Tengda to keep the copyright development of the Inspiration Class works confidential; it really helped a lot!"

"Moreover, the rule that I can still get the commission for internal leaks has also made me feel a lot more relaxed, allowing me to formulate the promotion plan in a calmer state."

Although Meng Chang constantly reminded himself to be wary, wary, and wary again of President Pei, this old fox, President Pei had indeed helped a lot this time...

If President Pei hadn't helped him plug the loopholes in time, he would have been in big trouble if the internal leak of the copyright development of the Inspiration Class works had gotten out.

Especially after hearing that Tengda's game department had already begun the initial production preparation for the *Eternal Reincarnation* DLC, Meng Chang was even more frightened into a cold sweat.

If this news got out, the attention of the entire Inspiration Class would definitely skyrocket!

At that time, the promotion expenses spent, and that ugly promotion plan, would probably all turn into fuel for burning hype, and the situation would inevitably get out of control.

Fortunately, Tengda's internal confidentiality was done well.

So Meng Chang gradually relaxed, and seeing that he could get the commission in another three or four days, he was in a pleasant and relaxed state.

As soon as Pei Qian heard this, he felt that something was wrong.

A proud army is bound to lose!

Meng Chang's state clearly showed a lack of understanding of the objective laws of causality in this world, and he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.

Pei Qian immediately said in a very serious tone, "Your state of mind is very dangerous!"

"Indeed, there are only four days left until you get the minimum commission, but don't forget, the last few steps of a journey are the hardest!" (行百里者半九十; *xing bai li zhe ban jiu shi*)

"The promotion plan has been out for more than a week, and a lot of promotion expenses have been spent. Now, it only looks like there's no obvious hype on the surface, but in reality, seeds have already been planted in the hearts of netizens."

"This current state may seem like a scene of peace and prosperity, but in reality, it is full of crises. It is the most dangerous time!"

"How many times have you overturned in the final moments? Have you forgotten the pain once the scars have healed?"

"The more it is at this time, the more you have to be vigilant and take precautions!"

Pei Qian's words stunned Meng Chang.

Although both the tone and content were very normal, like a superior instructing a subordinate, he just felt that the flavor was a bit off...

Although Meng Chang felt a little baffled, he carefully savored President Pei's words and found that they were indeed correct!

How many times had he overturned in the final moments?

The more it was like this, the more he couldn't take it lightly!

Like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, Meng Chang instantly had an epiphany, put away his previous casual and optimistic state of mind, and instantly became serious.

"Yes, President Pei, you're right!"

"I will definitely pay attention!"

"But... how should I take precautions..."