Masashi Ota didn't take long to consider, and he agreed to cooperate with Takayuki on the sa day.
Subsequently, Takayuki negotiated with Masashi Ota and signed a brand new partnership contract.
Masashi Ota's arcade would beco the primary distribution channel for upcoming ga consoles.
For each machine, Masashi Ota would receive a 15% cut, and the sa for each ga.
This ant approximately ¥1,000 in profit per machine and around ¥350 for each ga.
Without these ga consoles, his shop wouldn't be as bustling; it relied heavily on them to thrive, thanks to "Bamboo Gas" to sustain itself.
It was like making use of previously wasted space.
On the other hand, Takayuki would handle the remaining packaging and transportation work.
In the future, Takayuki also planned to continue finding so good candidates to help deal with these remaining troubleso matters, focusing solely on ga and console production.
Since the distance wasn't far, and each ga console took up very little space, coupled with promotional materials and packaging, the final average cost should be less than ¥3,000.
If the scale grew larger in the future, it would still be possible to keep it within ¥3,000.
With this arrangent, including the cut for Masashi Ota, Takayuki's profit could also approach ¥3,000.
This was essentially a doubling of returns.
However, in the future, for the sake of promotion, sales, and subsequent cost reduction of improved models, Takayuki would lower its profits.
Because he knew that the real money was ultimately in the gas themselves, not the consoles.
In his previous life, he had witnessed many battles of electronic ga consoles.
Several companies took turns entering the fray, all initially aiming to profit from ga consoles.
However, when Nintendo erged with inexpensive consoles and captivating gas, it quickly captured every player's heart, becoming the eternal god in players' eyes.
Because anyone buying a ga console wouldn't be satisfied with just one or two gas; the actual profits from each ga were staggering. This was still in the early physical stage; when the digital age arrived later, the profits were even greater.
At this point, major companies finally woke up to the fact that gas were ultimately the main focus.
It wasn't until later that they changed their strategies, learning from Nintendo's approach.
However, this still allowed Nintendo to dominate for more than twenty years, only allowing Sony to barely snatch a piece of the market in later years.
Except for Sony, other manufacturers could only be considered short-lived; every ti these short-lived ones appeared, society would widely promote Nintendo's "magic pill," but in reality, it remained unshakeable.
However, before Takayuki's crossing, Xbox also showed signs of rising, but what happened later, Takayuki was not sure.
The lowest price Takayuki could accept for ga consoles was to deduct all its profits, relying solely on the scale of the gas to make a profit.
This was also Takayuki's ultimate goal.
Later on, it was precisely Takayuki's decision that made the Red and White Machine far exceed its sales in his previous life, becoming a super hot product.
For Japan, the Red and White Machine was equivalent to less than a day's wages, sotis cheaper than gas, and anyone with a little money seeking entertainnt wouldn't mind spending that amount to make themselves happy.
Even after many years, it remained enduring; thirty years later, its sales volu reached an astonishing five hundred million.
Compared to the small profits from five hundred million consoles, the inco from gas was terrifying.
And at this mont, Takayuki was still focused on developing the first ga.
Dragon Quest had been almost completed in half a month, and next, he truly needed an artist who could help him promote the ga.
Ga art was like another soul of a ga.
It was indispensable at any ti, but he had always lacked soone to take care of this matter for him.
Now, Takayuki decided to seek help from outside.
His own mother.
Takayushi.
At this mont, Takayuki stood nervously in front of the phone.
Takayushi was the mother of Takayuki in this world.
In Takayuki's impression of this world, she was a very independent woman.
And she seed to be a painter with a certain reputation abroad.
She was one of the few artists in Japan who could go abroad and be welcod.
In the mories of the previous owner of this body, Takayuki seed to have had a good childhood with his mother.
But since Takayuki entered junior high school, Takayushi began to travel around the world, seemingly for various art exhibitions and teaching jobs.
If he wanted to find a qualified or even surpassing his expectations artist, finding his mother was definitely the right choice.
Compared to contacting those uncontrollable billionaires his father knew, there was no problem finding these purely instruntal artists.
However, the original owner of the body had little contact with his mother since junior high school, and most of the ti, it was Takayushi who actively contacted him.
Perhaps because he had already integrated well with this body's identity, when Takayuki decided to call his mother, he was actually a little nervous.
At this mont, he kept thinking about how to say the first sentence to his mother.
Takayuki shook his head, while Sayuri peeked out sneakily, eagerly wanting to listen to so of Takayuki's secrets.
She seed to have long since stopped being an outsider.
In the end, Takayuki picked up the phone and dialed the number that would always give the child the green light first.
Ring... Ring...
Click!
"Is this Takayuki? Is this Takayuki?"
"Mother, it's ."
At the other end of the phone, a spirited female voice sounded.
The mont the call was connected, the tone of the woman on the other end was very cheerful and happy.
It seed that Takayushi was very happy that her son called her.
"Wow, Takayuki finally took the initiative to call . It's really heartwarming! Today I must celebrate properly!"
At this mont, Takayushi was in a hotel sowhere abroad, and the hotel room was filled with various painting supplies and canvases. Judging by the clutter in the room, it seed that Takayushi had been staying there for a while.
The sky outside was already turning white, roughly the opposite of the ti difference in Japan.
At this ti, Takayushi usually slept in, but the child's call was extraordinary. It had been a long ti since Takayuki called her himself.
The mont the phone rang, she rushed up and picked up the phone designated for her child, faster than ever before.
"Mother, are you okay? Have you been staying up late?"
"Your mother will certainly take care of her body, but what about you, Takayuki? Are you doing well at ho? Is it ssy? If it's ssy, you can call the cleaning company to help."
"Don't worry, I'm fine here."
"Takayuki, let tell you, you must take care of yourself. Your parents have always been away from you, and the only thing they can do is provide money or so limited help with connections, so you mustn't neglect yourself, understand?"
"Mm-hmm."
Takayuki nodded earnestly.
Then, Takayushi's tone changed, "Alright, spill it. What's the matter? I'm sure it's not about money."
"I need an artist, preferably a manga artist. Of course, the more options, the better."
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