Chapter 7

Leaving the academic affairs office, Qin Yuanfeng suddenly felt that the sunlight outside was much brighter. This shocking conversation would inevitably lead the current education sector to pay full attention to student entrepreneurship.

He was not at all worried about the success or failure of the matter. As long as the deputy director took this idea to the school, he had already succeeded.

The more they talked, the more they would fear. With several universities in Hong Kong and Qin Yuanfeng being from the mainland, where countless universities exist, they would not be willing to let this opportunity slip away to other universities!

The University of Hong Kong has always been ahead of the University of Science and Technology. They would not miss any chance to surpass it.

If the talks between the University of Science and Technology and Qin Yuanfeng broke down, would Qin Yuanfeng go to the University of Hong Kong? Or Tsinghua University? Or Peking University?

As soon as they started talking, this question would naturally arise. This was a small trap he had set. As long as the deputy director submitted it, this issue would eventually come to light.

He only needed to ride this favorable wind to take the first step in his entrepreneurship.

As he walked, he began to think. He believed the school would make a wise choice; otherwise, he would not mind going to the University of Hong Kong. What he needed to do now was to decide which game to develop.

Developing Fire Emblem would be too ambitious. The debugging work for this game is extremely heavy. Although the data is simple, it is internal data from Nintendo, and he would have to do everything himself.

Long-term debugging means time, and time means money. Several months of debugging would require at least three people: one concept artist, one assistant, and one or two programmers. With the current system in Hong Kong, where full-time employees earn 500 HKD and interns earn 250 HKD, his funds would face a chain break risk in no more than four months!

What troubled him was not the lack of games to choose from, but the overwhelming number of options! So many games, he didn't know which one to pick.

A short development cycle, simple technology, high playability, good graphics, and high acceptance by electronic entertainment companies—these five points must be met for him to decide to start. Otherwise, if he chose a game with a long development cycle and complex technology, his studio would collapse internally without external pressure.

During the two weeks the school would consider, he would also need to decide on the first project. This project is crucial for the studio's start.

"Fire Emblem has to be put on hold," he said, shaking his head. "The development cycle is not short, and I have to personally oversee every aspect. The current funds can't sustain it... So, which game should I choose?"

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't make a decision. There were too many options, but his requirements were also too high. In addition to the five points, he added the requirement of "making people's eyes light up." Only such a game would be deeply remembered by players.

"Let's think about it slowly when I get back."

Back in the dorm, Hao Pang's large body was already on his bed, making the bed creak, and it seemed like it might collapse if he turned over.

"Back already?" Hao Pang looked up at him and said, "The black workshop application was rejected? I warned you, I have human rights, don't you dare to think about me..."

"Waiting for news, it has been reported to the school leadership," Qin Yuanfeng said calmly.

"See! I knew it wouldn't work... Wait!" Hao Pang sat up suddenly, his small rat eyes wide open. "What... What did you say? Reported to the school leadership?!"

His mouth was wide open, and he said in disbelief, "They... The school approved it?!"

"Approval is not certain yet," Qin Yuanfeng poured himself a glass of water and smiled. "It shouldn't be a problem. I reported it to the deputy director of the academic affairs office, and he said he would give a response within two weeks."

"Let's not talk about that. Let's talk about your problem." He smiled slyly. "To be straightforward, my studio currently only has me. I need a helper, someone quick-witted, strong in their field, and physically robust enough to double as a security guard."

"…Although I remain silent about your last point, I feel like these conditions are tailored for me..."

"You guessed right!" Qin Yuanfeng patted the fat man's shoulder hard. "How about it, come on! Let's challenge this world dominated by Nintendo together! The electronic entertainment industry is just starting, and it will soon enter its most glorious period. We are studying this field. Do you want to work a 9-to-5 job in an office after graduation? Have you never thought about making a name for yourself in this new world?"

Hao Pang thought for a moment and shook his head like a rattle. "No! Although I can't find any errors in your words, I feel like you're digging a big hole for me!"

"I'm serious," Qin Yuanfeng's smile faded, and he said seriously, "Applying what we've learned is the purpose of school. Unfortunately, the social environment has distorted the original intention of education. Look at the college graduates each year; how many are truly using their skills in their jobs? If you join my studio, I can guarantee you the most suitable work. As for the future, you can go wherever you want, as long as you feel comfortable here."

"Can I really leave whenever I want?" Hao Pang hesitated. In any era, applying what you've learned is a highly appealing slogan. No one wants to waste their college years.

"Of course."

"Let's talk about it later..." The timid Hao Pang finally retained his nature, mumbling, "Nothing has been approved yet, and I seriously doubt your small black workshop can afford my salary."

Qin Yuanfeng was almost amused to the point of anger. A frog at the bottom of a well, how could it understand the vastness of the world? His vision was far beyond Hong Kong.

His goals were much bigger than anyone could imagine! Not to mention one Hao Pang, even ten thousand Hao Pangs would not be a problem!

"Next time when I hit you with money, don't cry out in pain."

Just as he finished this joke, the dorm phone rang. Qin Yuanfeng picked it up and heard a cheerful middle-aged man's voice, "Xiaofeng, it's Uncle, how are you?"

Uncle? Qin Yuanfeng's heart warmed. His father had told him that Uncle would contact him, and now he finally received the call.

The school's response would come soon. It was early September, and if everything was ready, the only thing missing was the spark to ignite the company.

"Uncle, I'm doing well." He chatted for a while before Uncle Qin Sixuan got to the point, "Xiaofeng, your father told me about your plans. I can't say I support or oppose it. Right now, everyone in the country is eating from the same pot, and private enterprises will face many obstacles. Even if you start in Hong Kong, your household registration is on the mainland. But since you want to do it, I don't oppose it."

"As for money, your father gave me 5,500, and I'll add a bit more to make it 8,000, a lucky number. When are you free? This large sum of money is not safe to carry, and I have something else to discuss with you."

This large sum of money?!

Qin Yuanfeng was stunned for several seconds before he remembered the 8,000 HKD. He couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

Vision, vision determines the world.

From the beginning, he was not on the same starting line as others. When others were still correcting their running posture, he had already started muscle therapy. The inequality was there from the start.

His goal was never the rampant FC cartridge pirates in China, but the few mountains in Japan that he couldn't climb in his previous life, and the Blizzard that would dominate the industry in the future!

"I'll come to get it," he said calmly. "Uncle, can you come to Hong Kong? Are you bringing the money?"

On the other end of the phone, Qin Sixuan was stunned.

This was 8,000 HKD! In an era where embezzling tens of thousands could make one a major corrupt official, his nephew did not show the expected anxiety but instead seemed... almost nonchalant?

Did the two years of exchange in Japan change him so much?

"Special or not, there are troops in Hong Kong under the Guangzhou Military Region. I'm here on official business."

Qin Yuanfeng nodded inwardly. He remembered that the Hong Kong Garrison was officially established in 1993, but he wasn't sure if it existed before that.

"Come down now, I'm at the back gate of your school."

"Okay."

After saying this, he hung up the phone and looked at the dazed Hao Pang, smiling. "See, the money is here. Do you still not believe I can start the company?"

Hao Pang's face turned red. "But... the school's approval hasn't come yet."

Qin Yuanfeng whistled and laughed, pushing the door open and leaving. Hao Pang faintly heard his voice.

"Laughing out loud as I leave, how can we be mere commoners?"

He was stunned and muttered, "He's different..."

"He's different from the old Xiaofeng... But how is he different?"

"Xiaofeng?" As soon as he stepped out of the school's back gate, a man's voice called out. Qin Yuanfeng looked over and saw a stranger waving at him. He searched his memory and finally recognized his Uncle Qin Sixuan.

Qin Sixuan was not in uniform but in casual clothes, with a short haircut, thick eyebrows, and a height of nearly 1.9 meters. He looked around forty and exuded a sharp, commanding presence.

"Uncle, thank you for the trouble." Qin Yuanfeng politely shook hands with Qin Sixuan. "It's really embarrassing to make you come all the way here."

"We're family, no need for such formalities. I even helped you with your diapers when you were a kid," Qin Sixuan's voice was like thunder, and he laughed. "Come, Uncle will introduce you to some people."

He carefully examined his nephew. He had grown taller, and his behavior did not have the superiority complex often seen in students who had studied abroad. He was very satisfied.

Qin Yuanfeng did not ask who he would meet, and Qin Sixuan did not say. Not until they were in the car and driving did Qin Sixuan light a cigarette and casually ask, "Do you have a plan?"

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