Chapter 14: Dawn of the End
Just when Chen Lin was preparing to gather people.
Inside the Dawn studio.
Old Song was standing in front of the window with a serious face, holding his cell phone.
"Old Song, our two companies have been working together for many years, right?"
The voice of Star Tour Director Yang Liang rang out from the other end of the phone.
"It has been many years indeed. Why did Mr. Yang suddenly think of telling me this?"
Old Song's face darkened slightly, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Based on his understanding of Yang Liang, this guy definitely came here with a purpose.
As expected.
After a moment of silence, Yang Liang got straight to the point and said, "Xingyou wants to buy out the game Slay the Spire. I hope you can help introduce them."
Buy out Slay the Spire?
Old Song's heart skipped a beat and his expression became a little subtle.
Obviously, seeing Slay the Spire becoming so popular so quickly, Xingyou finally couldn't sit still anymore and set his sights on him.
He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Since we want to discuss a buyout, shouldn't we contact the game publisher himself?"
"We have contacted him before and offered a very sincere price, but the designer didn't seem to appreciate it." Yang Liang's voice gradually became colder.
"I heard... that Dawn is also fully responsible for the subsequent production of this game, right?"
"What do you mean?" Old Song's heart tightened.
"It's nothing. Didn't you say before that you wanted us to help make it? I plan to send a few people over to assist you. What do you think?"
Although Yang Liang's words were inquiries, there was no trace of a request in them.
If it were before, when the game was not popular, Lao Song would definitely agree to this request.
But now it’s different.
Slay the Spire is already showing signs of becoming extremely popular, and many manufacturers are watching it eagerly.
Once any mistake occurs, it will not be easy to recover.
Even the employees in his studio had to sign the highest level of confidentiality agreement before they received the subsequent production of the game from Chen Lin.
Now let a few outsiders come in.
You don't have to think about what Xing Youan is thinking.
Old Song was very angry.
Whether for the sake of the studio's reputation or his relationship with Chen Lin, he could not agree to this rude request.
This is simply trying to push him and his studio into the fire!
"If it's for this matter, please go back. I'm afraid I can't help you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to respond.
Because he could fully imagine Yang Liang's angry expression.
At the same time, he was also very clear that if he refused so clearly, he would definitely offend Xingyou, and his days would probably be difficult.
It was just as expected.
Less than ten minutes had passed.
An employee rushed in from outside.
"Boss, something big has happened! Arc Light and Hanyou said they want to terminate our previous cooperation project!"
then.
Another employee showed up with a report.
"Boss, Xinghe just called us and said they have found another partner for the outsourcing we were discussing with!"
Galaxy Studios.
It is the largest studio controlled by Star Travel.
Their attitude is equivalent to Xingyou's attitude.
Suddenly changing the partner at this time, the meaning is obvious, they just want to suppress him and force him to submit!
Bang!
Old Song slammed his fist on the desk, and veins bulged all over his arm.
As an insider, how could he not know the stench of this industry?
But even so, in order to survive he still had to immerse himself in this big dye vat, go with the flow, unable to change.
As long as new forces emerge and want to share the pie, they will be suppressed by the big companies in a united way, using all means possible.
It’s so difficult to stand out!
"Is it true that I am not suitable for this industry..."
Old Song sat dejectedly on the chair, looking at the vehicles and pedestrians outside the window.
He recalled the high spirits of his youth and the ambition he had when he had just set up his studio, planning to do something big.
But in the end.
But he still fell because he was unwilling to bow his head.
He couldn't stop laughing at himself.
After a long while, he seemed to have made some kind of decision, and raised his head tiredly: "Go, call everyone in, I have something to announce."
…
After the meeting.
More than a dozen employees of the studio came out of the office one after another with heavy hearts.
Old Song did not hide anything from them and told them the current situation of the studio in full, and how he was going to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.
He will not treat unfairly anyone who is willing to stay.
And they promised that if anyone wanted to leave, they would receive three times their salary as severance pay after the work period was over.
In this era where 996 is the norm.
There are not many bosses who can achieve this level.
Even when they left the office, the two clerk girls were wiping their tears and sobbing softly.
They really can't bear to leave this team and familiar environment that they have been working with for so long.
certainly.
Some people looked conflicted and hesitant.
After hesitating outside the door for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to go back and came to Old Song, who was resting with his eyes closed.
"Have you thought about it?"
Old Song didn't open his eyes, as if he had known they would come.
The three of them looked at each other, and then said stiffly: "I've thought about it, please approve it, boss."
“…”
Old Song didn't say anything, but looked up at the three people standing in front of him.
These three people have been there when he established the studio, and they are considered the oldest group of employees.
Although he was very surprised by their departure, he did not show it.
After all, people go to high places and water flows to low places.
I have stayed in this small studio for so many years without any complaints, and I have done my best.
"Let's go, develop in a big company, it's much better than my small place, and I will pay you the agreed salary as usual."
"boss……"
One of them opened his mouth, obviously not expecting that Lao Song would know that they were poached by a big company.
A trace of panic also flashed across the faces of the other two people.
But now that I have made up my mind, there is no turning back.
"I'm sorry, but I can't continue to work at Dawn."
"Thank you, boss!"
As he said this, he bowed deeply to Old Song, as if to thank him for his care over the years.
"Alright, alright." Old Song waved his hand. "Give your resignation to the HR department and you can leave after the work is handed over."
After saying that, he turned his back, not wanting to look at the three people again.
…
The handover was done quickly.
Those who resigned that afternoon completed all the formalities and left the studio under the watchful eyes of other employees.
After all, the project has been defunded and there is not much work on hand.
Instead of hanging on for dear life, it is better to settle the bill and leave quickly. This is also an advantage of the small size.
The original dozen or so people at Dawn Studio were reduced to ten, all of whom were employees with a strong sense of belonging to the studio.
Finish all the work.
Only then did Old Song pick up his phone to contact Chen Lin and tell him about this matter. After all, they are still cooperating now.
However.
What Old Song never expected was.
When I heard him say that he wanted to disband the studio, Chen Lin's happy voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone .
"Old Song, don't disband the studio. Transfer it to my name. I'm in need of staff."
"Are you sure!?"
