At this moment, the store manager seemed like a senior game player, explaining the gameplay to the young people in a clear-cut manner.
The young people in society are complaining in their hearts, don’t you know how to play the game very well? Why did you just say that you don’t understand it at all?
However, this was not a big problem, and the young man quickly got involved in playing Second Life again.
"Hey, there is a mushroom here, you can eat it... Forget it, you have missed it, but there is one in the next place... Hey, don't run so fast!"
Young social animal:...
Once again, accompanied by the rhythmic music of failure, the young social animal failed by falling off the cliff at the last moment when he was about to reach the finish line.
"Store manager, please let me continue playing seriously, can you please stop talking?"
"Ah? Oh okay."
The store manager also realized his gaffe at this time.
Very strange.
Obviously I have no interest in this thing.
However, watching a guy who didn't know how to play play this game made him very anxious.
He just wanted to give some advice so that young people could avoid many pitfalls.
But the young man was obviously impatient.
In a state of impatience, young social animals once again lost their last lives.
But this time, he accidentally collided head-on with a mushroom monster halfway and ended his life.
Store manager:……
I didn't say anything.
Young social animal:...
"One more time, store manager, do you have any coins?"
The young social worker subconsciously took out a thousand-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the store manager.
At this moment, the store manager's mood was complicated.
This social beast seems to be interested in this game console.
Moreover, it’s not just this young social animal.
Even myself...
The store manager shook his head vigorously to get this thought out of his mind.
Then he went to give the young man some change.
"died……"
"Dead again..."
"Again!"
…
Early the next morning, Zhu Youxing stretched himself and walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked at the scenery outside.
The spring scenery is still a little chilly, but there are already some trees outside that are sprouting buds, indicating that the new year and new hope are coming.
As for Zhu Youxing, he was also in a good mood.
"Good morning, Takeyu-san."
Behind him, a lazy voice sounded.
Airi Hayasawa walked out of the bedroom in a daze, with a toothbrush in her mouth and her hair looking a little messy.
In the past few days, Airi Hayasawa was actually very careful about her image in front of her boss.
But perhaps because Takeyusei is so easy-going and just like a friend, Airi Hayasawa no longer pays so much attention to her image.
First I woke up late, then started to walk around the house wearing slightly more casual clothes.
Then I woke up early and said hello to Zhu Yuxing in a slightly unkempt manner.
"Good morning Airi, today is a busy day."
"Busy? Do you plan to continue manufacturing game consoles again today?"
"No."
Zhu Youxing shook his head.
"Today, we are going to start making money."
Hearing the word "making money", Airi Hayasawa's spirit seemed to be sober.
She blinked and asked, "Make money? How to make money?"
"In the past, there were game consoles in the entertainment halls in those shopping malls. Today it's almost time to collect the first pot of gold we earned."
At this moment, the bald store manager's mood was very complicated.
His eyes were also covered with dark circles.
Twenty thousand yen.
This is the revenue of this game console yesterday.
If we use modern Internet buzzwords to describe the young social worker yesterday, he was a thorn in his feet.
Those kids can play Super Mario for at least three or four levels, which takes an average of five minutes.
But young people who are social animals can persist for less than two minutes on average.
Then, he can instantly spend more than 2,000 yen in an hour.
In the end, he spent nearly 6,000 yen, until the store manager couldn't bear it anymore and said he was closing, and the young man reluctantly left.
At the same time, he told the store manager that he would come again tomorrow, and told him in advance that he would leave this machine to him...
Twenty thousand yen a day, is this thing a money printing machine?
This is just one machine. If there are dozens of machines, the income in a day... I can’t even imagine it.