NOVPUBChapter 731 -413 We Will Come Again (Part 1)_1
Chapter 731 -413 We Will Come Again (Part 1)_1
Upon arriving at the destination, the PR person in charge at Game 2000 had been replaced.
Although Huang Ping felt this issue wasn’t really a big deal, the other party insisted it was a major PR blunder that needed to be addressed.
Of course, some people felt that the response to the issue was a bit over the top.
After all, the faces of Huaxia people do look rather similar, so a small mistake was quite normal.
But after seeing the photos of Fang Cheng and Huang Ping, nobody felt that the handling of the matter was problematic. Instead, they thought that the PR manager’s judgment truly wasn’t suited for the job.
After getting out of the car, the person responsible for the handover repeatedly confirmed Huang Ping’s identity and then warmly said in Chinese, “Mr. Huang Ping, welcome to North America.”
“You can speak Chinese?” Huang Ping’s wife asked curiously.
“Yes, I like Chinese, and our Game 2000 has always paid close attention to the Huaxia market. We believe this market has great potential, even though we found out a bit late. Fortunately, it’s not too late,” the PR manager named Dailte said.
After a friendly handshake, Dailte added, “Once again, welcome here. There’s still some time before the expo starts. If you don’t mind, I’d like us to take care of your schedule while you’re here, is that okay?”
Generally, such arrangements would be made by the inviting party.
However, if the participants have special requests, such as familiarity with game colleagues in the area, they can change the receiving party after providing a letter of consent.
Although it was a small gesture, Huang Ping nonetheless felt how much the other party valued him.
And he quite liked the games from Game 2000. Their expertise in simulation games was profoundly attractive to Huang Ping.
Before this trip, Fang Cheng had told Huang Ping he could make decisions on his own while outside, and he didn’t need to report back unless it was something significant. He trusted Huang Ping’s judgment.
Being trusted by the boss was a good thing, but Huang Ping wondered if this indicated that his boss didn’t really care much about the award?
With a mix of complex emotions, Huang Ping agreed to Dailte’s proposal and provided the necessary proof to the expo committee.
Only at that moment did Dailte relax and say earnestly, “I was a bit worried you wouldn’t agree, Huang Ping. Come on, let’s first have a look around our studio.”
Huang Ping’s wife wasn’t particularly interested in the place, and the considerate staff from Game 2000 had someone take her shopping instead.
While walking with Huang Ping around the studio, Dailte said, “We at Game 2000 also have our own studio in Rong City, and we’re committed to developing our unique gaming culture. Mr. Huang Ping, is there a particular game you’re interested in?”
“The ‘Civilization’ series!” Huang Ping responded immediately, his classic favorite.
“Then you’ve asked the right person. I’m also a fan of that series, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that I joined the company because of it. I’ll submit a request to visit, and then we can go. But before that, let’s take a look at the other parts of the location here,” Dailte said.
Unlike the gaming companies inside Huaxia, those in North America seemed to have more of a human touch.
There were spacious lounges, with free and unlimited coffee. Next to the lounge was a specialized soundproof room containing gaming peripherals, allowing the staff to play different games.
They even had gaming pods, which, with a price tag in the tens of thousands of US dollars, not everyone could use them and one needed to apply first.
With pride, Dailte expected to see envy on Huang Ping’s face but found him just calmly nodding after a brief look.
Frowning, Dailte realized that the man had quite the poker face.
So, they moved on, and arriving at the cafeteria, Dailte said, “Here, lunch and dinner are provided for free. We have our own restaurant, offering a different culinary theme each day. Today’s theme is Huaxia, would you like to try it?”
Looking at the oddly colored, inaccurately named Himalayan-style General Tso’s chicken, Huang Ping thought it best to pass.
Noticing Huang Ping still had little reaction, Dailte continued onward, pointing to the fifth floor, “That’s our gym. Employees can use it anytime if they need to. We also have our own psychologist, our own in-house gaming guilds, and if you ever feel workplace bullying, you can come here for consulting any time. On top of that, we have birthday parties, holiday gifts, and we even have extra-long holidays for Christmas. Everything is in the service of our employees.”
“Hmm… nice.”
Seeing Huang Ping’s indifferent attitude all along, Dailte cautiously asked, “Mr. Huang Ping, do you feel that our facilities are lacking in some way?”
“No, they’re quite nice. In Huaxia, let alone, but even in North America, there probably aren’t many gaming companies that can top this one,” Huang Ping replied.
“But you don’t seem very envious?”
“Because, there’s nothing to be envious of.”
Before, Dailte had met several Huaxia people who had come here for visits and exchanges, and without exception, they were all highly appreciative of the work style here.
In their eyes, this was a paradise for gamers, where they could work on what they loved every day with the spirit of playing games, which made them very envious.
