Chapter 134: President Pei's Carefully Laid Misdirection!
Chapter 134: President Pei's Carefully Laid Misdirection!
Ma Yang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned red with emotion.
“Brother Qian, even at a time like this, you still trust me so much. I... I’m really...”
Pei Qian patted Ma Yang on the shoulder, then looked over at Zhang Yuan.
“Remember this: I’ve always had high hopes for you two. That’s never changed.”
“So what if we’re losing over 300,000 a month? That’s pocket change! Tengda is a huge company now. Keeping all that money sitting around won’t make it grow on its own—it needs to be spent wisely!”
“As I’ve said before, Moyu Internet Café is a key part of Tengda Group’s strategic layout. I value it more than anything, and that’s why I entrusted it to you two.”
“From now on, forget all about making a profit. Absolutely do not lower the prices. Just keep things running exactly as they are—understood?”
“Ma Yang, even if we lose three million, or thirty million, as long as you follow my instructions honestly, no matter how much we lose, I won’t even frown!“
“So go ahead—do it boldly. Like I’ve said, no matter how much we lose, I’ll cover it!”
Pei Qian then turned to look at the slightly uneasy staff members in the internet café.
“You guys are the same. Don’t carry any psychological burden. I promise you all right here: no matter how much Moyu Internet Café loses, not a single brother will be laid off!“
“This time, every staff member is getting a 30% raise. I hope you’ll continue to serve every customer with enthusiasm!”
“Next month, we’re opening a new café in Jingzhou City. Every one of you will have a chance to be promoted as the new store’s manager!”
Pei Qian’s rousing speech hit maximum hype levels.
The servers' eyes instantly lit up!
A raise for everyone!
And a new branch opening soon, with store manager positions up for grabs from within!
Ecstatic! They were truly ecstatic!
Originally, everyone had been terrified that President Pei would give up on the café due to the constant losses, worried that one day they’d suddenly lose such a great job.
But instead, President Pei didn’t abandon anyone. He was taking them all to greater heights!
Now, everyone had only one thought in their minds—they’d give their all for President Pei!
“All right, I’ll head back now.”
“I’m leaving the café to you. I trust you.”
Pei Qian gave Ma Yang’s arm one last pat, then turned to leave.
As Pei Qian got into Assistant Xin’s Cayenne and drove off, Ma Yang’s heart was stirred:
“I’ll figure out a way—no way I’m losing to Huang Sibo!”
Zhang Yuan was just as fired up.
“It’s almost evening. I’ll sing a few extra songs tonight and try to draw in more customers to buy drinks!”
...
...
In the car.
Pei Qian was well aware of what kind of impact his motivational speech would have on the people at Moyu Internet Café.
But he wasn’t worried.
Because no matter how hard you work, if you’re headed in the wrong direction—it won’t matter!
Ma Yang was fired up, sure. But then what?
Pei Qian wasn’t the least bit worried that Ma Yang would do anything outrageous.
So what if Zhang Yuan put more effort into mixing drinks and sang his heart out?
So what if the other employees treated every customer like royalty?
The key issue was that the pricing and location of Moyu Internet Café had already driven away most of the mainstream crowd.
Even if all the staff were injected with pure adrenaline, the pricing was still right there in plain sight. The rich would come regardless, and regular folks who couldn’t afford it still wouldn’t—nothing was really going to change.
Besides, once Pei Qian opened a new branch next month, the losses would start snowballing.
And wouldn’t that be great?
...
Back at the company.
Pei Qian felt like there wasn’t much left for him to do—all he needed to do now was quietly wait for the settlement period.
Most of the company’s employees were just doing their own thing at this point, more or less in a free-roam state.
But as Pei Qian stepped into the office today, he immediately noticed something off.
The atmosphere was... too lively!
A bunch of people had gathered around Lu Mingliang, looking at something and chuckling silently.
Even worse—Pei Qian spotted Huang Sibo and Zhu Xiaocai among them.
What the hell were they doing here?
Pei Qian's instincts flared up. Danger!
These two were like cursed talismans—every time Pei Qian saw them, something terrible followed.
He quickly ran through a mental checklist.
Did he overlook any crucial issue?
"Game Producer" had already gone viral.
"President Pei’s Daily Life" had also exploded.
He’d just come from the internet café, and it was still happily losing money. No problems there, right?
He was basically a dead man walking at this point—what worse news could there possibly be?
Then... what were these people whispering about?
The suspense was eating at him...
“President Pei’s back!”
Someone suddenly shouted.
Huang Sibo rushed over, his face full of admiration.
“President Pei, I never expected that you’d laid out such a grand strategy! I’m truly in awe!”
Lu Mingliang added emotionally,
“Right? Who would’ve thought that such a casual reminder from President Pei actually carried such profound meaning!”
Ma Yiqun gave a big thumbs-up.
“Planning from a thousand miles away, winning before the battle begins—that phrase was made for you, President Pei!”
Pei Qian was suddenly surrounded, his mind drawing a complete blank.
What were they even talking about? He didn’t understand a single word!
Trying his best to stay calm, Pei Qian asked, “What’s going on?”
Bao Xu stepped forward. Normally the picture of calm, even he was brimming with admiration now.
“President Pei, you told us before not to disclose your true identity or the specifics of Tengda’s benefits to outsiders.”
“At first, I only understood the first layer of your reasoning.”
“I thought you didn’t want our high benefits to influence the broader domestic gaming industry too much.”
“But now I realize—there was a second layer to your meaning!”
“President Pei, take a look at this article!”
Bao Xu handed over his phone. On the screen was a headline:
"Inside the Enigmatic Tengda Games: A Utopia in China’s Gaming Industry!"
Pei Qian’s eyebrows twitched.
Damn it!
Who the hell did this?
He quickly skimmed through the article—and finally let out a small breath of relief.
Thankfully, it wasn’t a disaster.
The article didn’t mention his real name, nor did it reveal any of Tengda’s specific benefit policies. It didn’t even name any interviewees. The whole thing was vague and lacked credibility.
But still—what was so special about this report?
Did they really have to get this excited about it?
Seeing that Pei Qian had finished reading the article, Bao Xu couldn’t wait to keep talking.
He wasn’t usually the type to show off, but today, he felt an overwhelming urge to brag!
Part of it was wanting recognition from President Pei.
The other part was—this scheme was just too brilliant not to share!
“President Pei, your decision to hide your real identity and keep Tengda’s internal benefits a secret—what a masterstroke of misdirection!”
“Game Producer has earned widespread acclaim in the domestic gaming industry thanks to its top-tier quality and uniquely artistic promotional campaign.”
“Meanwhile, President Pei’s Daily Life has blown up in the short video space, generating tons of buzz and discussion.”
“But what I didn’t expect at all… was that they were both parts of your larger strategy!”
“Game Producer and President Pei’s Daily Life are like two blazing fires—and you, President Pei, you just dropped a tiny spark that set off an even bigger inferno!”
“That little spark… was your misdirection!”
“Once this article came out, gamers and video viewers suddenly developed intense curiosity about our company.”
“If it had been a straightforward, factual report, their interest might’ve faded quickly.”
“But this report—this deliberate misdirection—instantly triggered a wave of speculation, with real and fake information blending together. The topic exploded!“
“‘Tengda Games’ has already made it onto Weibo’s trending list, and tons of curious bystanders are getting pulled in. Some of them are trying our existing games, while others are flocking to the short video content!”
“In just the past two days, the popularity of all our games has surged—even the Lonely Desert Road suddenly blew up again!”
“And on the short video side, it’s even more extreme. Each episode is now getting an extra 300,000 to 400,000 views, and countless people are wondering—is the real boss of Tengda really like the President Pei they see in those clips?”
“I bet the day your true identity is revealed will set off an even bigger storm!”
“Maybe you’re saving it for the release of the next big game?”
“This is just so exciting!”
Faced with this overwhelming flood of flattery, Pei Qian stood there completely dumbfounded.
What the hell?!
He thought he was already buried six feet under, utterly ruined.
And now… these people had gone and dug up his grave?!
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