Chapter 176 Retreat
"Master Huan..."
As soon as he got in the car, Long Wu looked at Yang Huan with concern.
Although he didn't dare say it, his eyes betrayed him.
"Do you think I'm too impulsive?" Yang Huan, who was sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, asked calmly.
Long Wu didn't dare to answer, which was a kind of consent.
"I'm not that stupid. It's just 5 million downloads. I can beat them in a matter of minutes!"
Yang Huan is really confident about this.
Today, the number of registered WeChat users worldwide has reached nearly 300 million. With such a huge user base, are you still worried that it won’t reach 5 million downloads?
"Zhu Liangcheng, Wang Lin and others are really going backwards. They have been running a game center for such a long time."
Originally, Yang Huan was not very willing to participate too much in the development and operation of WeChat, and at most he just provided some opinions.
But now it seems that these old guys are really inefficient.
As he was thinking, Yang Huan took out his cell phone and called.
"Old Sun."
"Master Huan, have you arrived in London?" Sun Yue on the other end of the phone asked with concern.
"I just arrived, but was blocked by a group of reporters in the terminal hall. It was a standoff. I was so angry that I made a bet with them."
After saying that, Yang Huan briefly recounted what had happened.
"You are so majestic and powerful, Master Huan!" Sun Yue on the other end of the phone was not at all embarrassed, but very excited.
"Those reporters must have fainted from rage, and they're probably still beating their chests at home right now!"
Yang Huan also laughed, and his mood immediately improved a lot, "Don't say it, there are a few women, but Princess Taiping."
"Ha, that must be because you beat him too much!" Sun Yue said sarcastically in an ambiguous way.
"Old Sun, this turnaround battle needs to be fought beautifully."
"Understood, Master Huan, don't worry, I know what to do."
Yang Huan raised his lips, "Those reporters are not stupid. They will definitely take some repressive measures and will not help us promote for free. Remember to create a big momentum."
"No problem!" Sun Yue agreed happily.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Huan's mood improved.
But Long Wu was a little confused.
"Master Huan, what if we lose?"
"Lose?" Yang Huan sneered and shook his head. "Let's not talk about the fact that I don't think I will lose. Even if I really lose, so what? At worst, I will admit defeat and I will apologize in the newspaper. But you have to know that an apology in the newspaper is also a form of advertising."
Today is the Internet age, what matters is exposure and attention. No matter whether it is good news or scandal, who cares?
Aren’t there even many celebrities and companies that became famous because of scandals?
In Yang Huan’s previous life, how did Sister Furong and Sister Feng become famous?
Some people say it is a product of the Internet, and that they dare to act silly and ugly.
But if we go back further and look at the Hong Kong film era, wasn't the reason why Stephen Chow's nonsensical comedies were so popular also because he acted stupid and ugly?
It’s just that Stephen Chow himself doesn’t play the role, but lets a group of supporting actors around him play it.
After all, this is a way to cater to the mentality of the general public.
So, scandals are not scary at all, it all depends on how you do public relations.
Relatively speaking, putting an ad in the newspaper and apologizing is a piece of cake and a great public relations opportunity.
Long Wu didn't understand anything about what Yang Huan said, but he felt that there seemed to be some truth in it.
Moreover, after following Yang Huan for a long time, he gradually came to believe that as long as Young Master Huan thought something made sense, it would basically be correct, so he no longer worried in vain.
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WeChat headquarters in Southampton.
"I'm going to make a very, very simple game, shooting planes!"
As soon as Yang Huan returned to Southampton, he called several executives and technical personnel from WeChat, as well as executives from the game company, to hold a meeting in a conference room overnight.
“The graphics are hand-painted in black and white, and do not require complicated techniques or props. Users do not need to select and set up their own aircraft, and can start the game directly after booting it up.”
"There are three types of enemy aircraft: small, medium and large. The three aircraft have different defenses and scores. There are also several auxiliary props. There is no fixed way of playing and missions. Each user can play five games in a row. After five games, you need to wait a few minutes before playing the next game, or you can directly ask WeChat friends for aircraft."
"The results obtained by users through shooting airplanes can be directly posted on WeChat Moments and included in the real-time updated friend rankings, which are reset once a week."
As soon as Yang Huan finished speaking, everyone in the conference room was dumbfounded.
So simple?
"Master Huan, is that it?" Lars Lepinin couldn't believe it.
Isn’t this a bit too simple?
"That's it!" Yang Huan said very confidently.
Everyone present couldn’t believe it. How could such a simple game become so popular?
"I want to see this game within three days. After my testing, it will be immediately released on WeChat's game center for testing. WeChat and Temur Hausla's analysis team will analyze the data of all users to obtain the user data we want."
For a popular game, user behavior habits and data analysis are very important.
It can even be said to be the key to success or failure.
Yang Huan launched the "shooting airplane" app with the aim of testing the users of WeChat Game Center and obtaining the most accurate data.
"Also, from now on, I'm going to be in seclusion. If you don't have anything else, don't bother me!"
After saying that, Yang Huan called Lars Lepinin, Temur Hausla and others to the game company.
He decided to launch a brand new game while making major changes to Puzzle & Dragons.
This time, he wanted to make all those who thought he had run out of ideas open their eyes and see clearly!
As for masturbation, it's just for fun.
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Sanya, Hainan, China.
"Yes, this time I want to let the media all over the world pay attention to this bet within 24 hours. I will try to publicize it in a high-profile way and describe our Young Master Huan as arrogant and domineering."
"Yes, that's right, but don't overdo it. Remember to have someone hint that Young Master Huan got mad after being bombarded by the media. You must point this out, otherwise Young Master Huan's image will be fixed!"
"Okay, let's do it. Hurry up and prepare some manpower. We must attract attention within 24 hours!"
Sun Yue breathed a sigh of relief and put down the phone call to the British marketing company. He turned around and found Zhang Ning standing behind him.
"Ms. Zhang." Sun Yue was a little surprised.
"What bet? Why do you want to portray Young Master Huan as arrogant and domineering?" Zhang Ning said in a hostile tone.
That was Yang Huan. She could not bear to see her beloved man being insulted like this.
Sun Yue smiled and motioned Zhang Ning to sit down. "This is a public relations and publicity war."
"What's going on?" Zhang Ning was a little anxious.
Sun Yue immediately recounted the whole cause and effect of the incident.
Zhang Ning shook his head and sighed anxiously and helplessly, "This guy is too good at causing trouble. He just got back and he caused such a big thing. He is the British paparazzi, the ancestor of paparazzi all over the world!"
"So what?" Sun Yue laughed, "I think Young Master Huan did something very smart this time."
"What's the meaning?"
"If you win, you become famous, and if you lose, you have nothing to lose."
"How can there be no loss? We should apologize in the newspaper."
"Publishing an apology in the newspaper is also a good public relations opportunity. You may gain more than winning."
Sun Yue is a marketing expert and he has a much clearer understanding of many aspects of this process than the average person.
“But it’s not a good thing to openly become enemies with more than a dozen British newspapers, right?” Zhang Ning was still a little worried.
As a woman, she, like all women, hopes that her man will be safe and sound.
But that guy doesn't look like a troublesome person.
"It doesn't matter if they offend us. Anyway, those guys can't say anything good about us. In this case, let them say bad things about us, because as long as they speak, it will be beneficial to us!"
Zhang Ning pursed his lips and sighed, "Where is he now?"
"I guess he's in seclusion!" Sun Yue said with a smile.
Retreat?
This is usually a sign that Yang Huan is preparing for a big move!
In fact, when Zhang Ning called to show concern, Yang Huan's phone was turned off.
"Hello, I am in seclusion. If you have any questions, please leave a message. I will reply to you as soon as possible after I come out of seclusion."
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"What? He actually made a bet with reporters from more than a dozen newspapers?"
At her home in Southampton, Charlene Lahiri received a call from a colleague and was shocked to learn about Yang Huan's bet with more than a dozen newspapers.
This is really crazy!
You know, in the UK, no one dares to offend newspapers and journalists easily.
Even Ferguson, who has the hottest temper, is that awesome?
But Ferguson only dared to offend the BBC and the Manchester Evening News, and had to be polite to other newspapers.
But you, Yang Huan, are different. You offended a lot of people at once. Don’t you think you have enough troubles?
"I will write a column tonight about this matter. Please wait for it to appear in tomorrow's newspaper."
Charlene Lahiri sighed. She felt that she should write an article, at least to defend him.
After hanging up the phone, she, wearing a set of loose sexy pajamas, sat up from the bed.
It looks like I have to work overtime again tonight!
It's all thanks to you, Master Huan!
Thinking about it, she picked up the phone and called Yang Huan.
At least she should understand the situation before writing the article.
"Hello, I am in seclusion. If you have any questions, please leave a message. I will reply to you as soon as possible after I come out of seclusion."
Retreat?
What the hell?
Is he practicing some powerful Chinese Kung Fu?
"I'm Charlene, please call me as soon as possible, thank you!"
But no matter how long I waited, there was still no call.
"What on earth is this guy doing?" Charlene Lahiri couldn't wait any longer.
There was no time left, so she could only write a rough outline based on the usual nature of British paparazzi.
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Southampton Riverview Tower.
"Hello, are you Miss Huang Ying?"
"Yes, I am. Excuse me, who are you?"
The person on the other end of the phone was very polite, "Hello, I'm Norman Foster."
"Mr. Norman...Foster..." Huang Ying was dumbfounded.
The famous Norman Foster actually called her personally?
How is this possible?
It's unscientific!
Because she was just an unknown person, why would Norman Foster call her?
"Ms. Huang Ying, I have some major engineering projects on hand and I need manpower, so I would like to invite you to join my team. I wonder if you are interested?" Norman Foster asked with a smile.
Join Foster + Partners?
Huang Ying opened her eyes wide and her sweet mouth opened, she was so shocked.
How could I join Norman Foster's architectural firm and learn from this British national treasure-level architectural designer?
Oh my god, I am not dreaming, am I?
She pinched her pink face very hard and cried out in pain.
This is true!
Oh my god, I'm not dreaming!
I could really use a lesson from Norman Foster!
She was too excited to think about anything.
Even when talking to Norman Foster on the phone, she just smiled foolishly and couldn't answer the questions.
Finally, I could only vaguely hear Norman Foster say something.
"Please give my regards to Master Yang Huan."
Then the phone hung up.
Master Huan?!
Huang Ying was stunned!
He actually remembered and actually introduced her to Foster + Partners.
At this moment, this silly girl was so moved that she wanted to cry.
This has always been her dream.
What architect wouldn't want to learn from Norman Foster?
He picked up the phone, found Yang Huan's name in the address book, and called him.
"Hello, I am in seclusion. If you have any questions, please leave a message. I will reply to you as soon as possible after I come out of seclusion."