To register a formal game company, you need at least seven-digit funds. After all, game companies must apply for an ICP business license. One of the conditions for applying for this license is that the company’s registered capital exceeds one million.
But Modi doesn't have that much money now.
Mo Di thought about it and decided to borrow money from Mu Tianheng, or directly ask Mu Tianheng to inject capital as a shareholder, cooperate with him to start a company, and give a lot of shares directly to Mu Tianheng.
I’m afraid Mu Tianheng will disagree.
After much consideration, Mo Di felt that he must take advantage of the upcoming National Day holiday to persuade Mu Tianheng. It would be best if he could persuade him to agree to start a company with him and also be willing to accept at least 30% of the shares he offered.
But based on Mu Tianheng's personality and character, it might be a little difficult.
Xian, Chao and the others went crazy for a while, but seeing that Modi was too calm, they stopped and began to discuss enthusiastically where to go and how to relax during the National Day holiday.
But Modi suddenly poured cold water on them.
"There are many production tasks to be completed during the National Day holiday. If our team wants to really stand out in the competition, we must firmly grasp these nine days. I suggest you don't think about playing, there is no time."
Xian Yuchao, Chen Zhao and Lin Junfeng suddenly stiffened, looked at each other, and then let out a wail.
“No—!”
The next second, the teacher came in and the bell rang.
Xian and Chao and a few others could only shut up bitterly, with expressions as if they were about to cry.
But if they really turned a deaf ear to Modi's words, leaving Modi to work alone while they went out to have fun... they would neither dare nor be embarrassed to do so.
After all, they had already taken great advantage of Modi and learned programming from him. They could only help Modi, but they were able to join the team. Modi even said that he would sign an agreement with them and give them 1% of the game share bonus each.
If they don't work hard, be diligent, or be grateful for the help they get, then they are really stupid.
Why......
Xian and Chao looked at each other, slumped down on the table, and accepted their fate.
There are only two days left before the National Day holiday. Mo Di was in a very good mood when he thought about going back to the villa to work and seeing Mu Tianheng every day.
In fact, he also wanted to ask Mu Tianheng if he could take Chen Zhao and the others to live in the villa for a few days. After all, it would not do to force them to work all the time without letting them relax, so he might as well give them some enjoyment in the environment.
At the same time, Mo Di did not ignore what was happening on Moslang's side.
On Thursday night, after quickly finishing a part of the programming, Mo Di turned on the Mo family surveillance, wanting to see if the Mo family members were doing anything naughty, but he found that Aunt Mo Er and Uncle Mo Er were arguing fiercely. Although there was no trace of them in the surveillance, their angry voices were clearly recorded.
It can be seen how fiercely the two people quarreled.
"Mo Shiqiang, you bastard! I asked you to go see Sanzhi but you refused. You keep mentioning Xiaogui and Xiaogui all the time. Do you know which one is your son?! We agreed yesterday that we must go see Sanzhi today, but now you have another reason not to go?!"
"Are you crazy? What does this little Gui have to do with you? Can you please stop looking for trouble? I think you have gone crazy now!"
"Mo Shiqiang, you have no conscience. You actually pushed me?! Ah, am I wrong? Haven't you loved Xiaogui like the apple of your eye since she was born? When she just started elementary school, our Erqian and Sanzhi were in high school, and Wuhang was in the third grade. You and your third brother, third sister-in-law, eldest brother, and father went to her parent-teacher conference together. You didn't even go to the parent-teacher conferences of your three sons. Did I lie?!"
"Every year for Xiaogui's birthday, you carefully prepare gifts. None of those gifts are less than six figures, sometimes worth six or seven hundred thousand. As for your son, you don't ask a thing, at most you give him some money. Are you their father or Xiaogui's father?! Could it be that Xiaogui is actually your daughter?!"
"Shut up! You're getting more and more ridiculous. Er Qian and San Zhi don't have to worry about their academic performance, so why should they go to a parent-teacher meeting? Isn't there a parent-teacher meeting for Wu Hang? Why should I go? Isn't it enough to give money as a birthday present? Don't you see that little bastard Mo Di? When did he get a birthday present? I should have given each of my sons 100,000 yuan, and you still say I'm incompetent?!"
"How can your own son be compared with that little beast? Are you going to put your own son on the same level as him?!"
"Mo Shiqiang, I'm telling you, if you don't go see Sanzhi again, we'll get divorced. Divorce! I won't live with you anymore..."
"......"
Modi looked at the screen and sneered.
These people are really sick. They have to cue him every time they have a quarrel? !
Yes, he had no birthday present, never. From childhood to adulthood, the only opportunity he had to receive things was during the Chinese New Year, because the Mo family was superstitious and believed that only by asking for good luck could the coming year be smooth, so even if they didn't want to give him anything, they would still give him a little bit of New Year's money as a token of their appreciation, which was far less than one percent of Mo Liugui's, and far less than one tenth of what his other cousins received.
But he did save up some New Year's money, but all of it was spent in the hospital due to various beatings. It can be said that the Mo family used another way to get back all the money given to him.
Mo Liugui was not at the Mo family, so there was no scene of her crying and arguing, but Mo Silang and Mo Wuhang were both there, but neither of them tried to persuade them.
Mo Silang didn't go to persuade her because he didn't like Aunt Mo Er who was secretly targeting Mo Liugui.
Mo Wuhang didn't go because as soon as he went, his mother would say that his crooked nose was caused by Mo Liugui, otherwise there would be no problem at all. As soon as he argued for Xiaogui, his mother started crying, saying that he was an ungrateful person. Moreover, he felt very annoyed because the issue of his nose was mentioned too much, and he even felt a slight estrangement from his beloved sister. This made him feel deeply panicked and even angry - angry at himself.
It's so disgusting that he actually felt a little alienated from his best sister in the world who was so kind, simple and caring about him!
Mo Wuhang wanted to go back to his room and close the door, but he saw Mo Silang entering Mo Di's room with the spare key. He frowned and followed him.
"Fourth brother, what are you doing in Modi's room?"
Because the camera at Modi's door is facing the corridor, the situation inside the house cannot be seen, but the sound can be faintly recorded.
Modi heard the sound of rummaging through boxes.
"Nothing, just looking for something."
"What is there to find here, little beast?" This was Mo Wuhang's voice.
"Looking for the diary." Moslang suddenly laughed: "Look, isn't this it?"
“Fourth brother, you…” Mo Wuhang was stunned for a second, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and shouted: “I understand, fourth brother, this trick of yours is brilliant!”
"If his diary, which is disgusting or insults our Mo family badly, is posted online, his reputation will definitely be ruined! Our Mo family will also receive a lot of support and sympathy!"
"Fifth brother, you are really simple-minded but strong-limbed." Moslan shook his head: "How can you post such a thing directly on the Internet?"
"Fourth brother, what do you mean?"
"That little bastard has already left the Mo family, and there was a video like that leaked before. Plus the things about Third Uncle and Third Brother, if this diary is posted online directly, it will definitely be suspected to be fake. Then our Mo family won't be able to rely on this to get much support."
"What should we do then?!"
"Fifth brother, have you forgotten what I do?"
"Fourth brother, you are a singer, what does this have to do with this diary?"
“So, I have a lot of fans.”
Mo Silang sneered, "Even though the Mo family has exposed so many things, I still have a lot of fans, and those who stayed are die-hard fans. You don't need to look at me like that. This is normal in the entertainment industry. No matter what the Mo family is like, no matter what the third brother and third uncle are like, it's not me who did it. Even if I have made some remarks on Weibo that have led to public opinion, so what? At most, they can criticize me for having a wrong outlook and a strange mindset. Compared with those celebrities who have cheated, committed domestic violence, and taken drugs, my situation is much lighter. They still have many die-hard fans, and many of them are still doing well. What's mine?"
"Then how do I..."
"Because you were suppressed before you became famous, and now your nose is crooked. It will be difficult for you to rise again if your appearance is affected."
Mo Wuhang was silent for a moment, and after a while he asked solemnly: "So what do you want to do with your fans? Do you want them to spread this diary?!"
"Of course not, you're just thinking too simply."
Moslang shook his head. “You can imagine, for some die-hard fans who are almost irrational, if they see someone viciously abusing or even cursing their idol, and even wanting to kill their idol, how angry will they be, and what will they do?”
"Fourth brother, you......!" Mo Wuhang suddenly understood, "Are you trying to kill Mo Di through your crazy fans?!"
"What do you mean by a brainless fan? Don't put it in such a harsh way." Moslan chuckled: "It should be called an extreme die-hard fan."
"Then I just need to put these things... especially those pages that are very malicious towards me, online, and pass them to some extremely loyal fan groups. After some proper guidance, there will be some exciting scenes to watch. After all, the diary says that they want to throw sulfuric acid on me, stab me to death, and curse me to fall off the stage and become a paraplegic. It is possible that my fans will be so angry that they will threaten Modi with human flesh, or even throw sulfuric acid or stab Modi with a knife."
"Will this kind of guidance be discovered?" Mo Wuhang's voice became obviously excited.
"Of course I won't let anyone find out. Moreover, even if they find me, they can't conclude that I deliberately instigated the crime. First, I found the diary in Modi's room, and I posted it online because I was angry and out of control. I am also a victim. Second, I didn't deliberately instigate the crime, and I didn't know that saying some angry words and saying things like 'I'm so angry, I should give him a taste of his own medicine' would lead some extreme fans to harm Modi, so they can't conclude that I am guilty."
"Fourth brother, this move of yours is too clever!"
Mo Wuhang walked around excitedly, his footsteps were obvious, "So when and where are you going to start? You must not do it near our house, you have to be more secretive. Even though it won't be a problem if they find you, it's still best not to let them find you."
"Don't worry about this, I know what's going on."
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