As the largest shareholder of Gastar Electronic Entertainnt, Takayuki stood at the center of the entrance to the skyscraper on a chilly day.
Countless reporters were snapping photos like crazy at this mont.
It had to be said that even though the advertising campaign by Surui Electronics was fierce, it seed that it couldn't attract as much attention as the inauguration ceremony of Gastar Electronic Entertainnt's new building.
The inauguration ceremony of the skyscraper was a big news event that many companies vied to cover. Such things were rare, while ga console releases happened every few years.
At the sa ti as the inauguration of the building, it also represented the official release of the latest handheld ga console.
The na of the new console had just been officially announced, called the GSL.
The 'L' stood for the abbreviation of the English word 'life', symbolizing the new console as a new life of a new era.
Of course, the na wasn't important; players were more interested in what kind of gas they could play first.
Actually, behind the reporters, the streets had already been completely blocked by crowds.
Most of these crowds weren't here to see the inauguration of the new Gastar Electronic Entertainnt building.
Most of them were players who had rushed here to buy the new ga console.
In the plan of the new building, there was a section on the first floor facing the public that served as the official retail store.
Since this was the official store, it should logically have the most stock.
So almost all the players in the Tokyo Harbor area ca here.
Among them, you could even see several governnt officials and the boss of a well-known company rushing over to buy gas, making the scene very spectacular.
On Takayuki's left and right were the two distinctive figures of Sayuri and Tsukino Aya.
The identities of these two were very clear to everyone present; they were definitely the core mbers of Takayuki, and the kind that shouldn't be lightly joked about, so no one would underestimate them just because they were won.
Next to them were long-ti employees who had followed Takayuki for many years.
There were Masashi Ota, Matsuhashi Minoru, and so on.
Of course, there were also governnt officials and the only third-party shareholder, the current director of the Japan Economic News.
Today, it could be said that there was a gathering of big shots here, representing the first public announcent of a small group of Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
Then, Takayuki took out the scissors, and others also took out scissors, showing their trademark smiles facing the caras.
Finally, Takayuki was the first to cut the red ribbon with scissors, and others followed suit. The Gastar Tower was officially inaugurated, and employees could officially start working inside.
Of course, the actual work had already started half a month ago; today was just a formality.
Then there was a burst of applause, but the applause didn't last long before it was interrupted by a group of people.
"Hey, hey, is it over? We want to buy ga consoles. Don't you want to make money?"
Takayuki's ears perked up, then he imdiately said to the people around him, "Alright, the ribbon-cutting is over. Thank you all for coming. There will be a reception here tonight; everyone is welco to attend. Now, I'm going to welco our first round of guests. Let's get started."
Other people were slightly surprised by Takayuki's straightforwardness, but many of them had gotten used to it.
In Takayuki's mind, ga developnt was the most important, followed by countless players.
These two things were more important to Takayuki than anything else, everything else had to take a backseat.
Hearing Takayuki's words, the players were very satisfied, and then they imdiately entered the product sales area of the building in an orderly manner.
At this mont, the staff in the sales area were already on high alert.
What followed would be a real battle.
There were fifty cash registers here, and boxes of GSL handheld ga consoles and cartridges were piled up like small mountains in the center of the store.
At this mont, Takayuki loosened his tie; he had had enough of this thing almost strangling him. He didn't need to be so serious with the players.
He walked into the sales area himself to lend a hand.
As the first-party store of the company, and also located in the company's first building, it was natural for Takayuki to show so effort.
Taking photos with players and signing the ga consoles they purchased were necessary.
And the first player to buy a ga console also had the privilege of receiving a certain special treatnt, getting a full set of the console and a year's worth of gas for free.
Takayuki took this matter very seriously, more seriously than the slightly perfunctory ribbon-cutting ceremony just now.
Cutting the ribbon was just a formality, but serving the players could bring tangible benefits and influence to himself.
With good order maintenance, no players did anything out of line, and even if sothing did happen, soone would imdiately co forward to stop it. This had long been a convention for the first release of products by Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
At least on his own turf, there absolutely couldn't be any serious issues beyond sales.
Ten minutes later, boxes of ga consoles and ga cartridges in the hall were disappearing rapidly like lting snow.
The staff responsible for restocking didn't stop for a mont. Whenever the inventory in a certain area decreased to a certain extent, they imdiately pushed carts of goods over to restock.
Shortages could happen anywhere else, but not on their own main turf.
In terms of sales experience, Takayuki had hired the most powerful sales consultant team to accurately calculate the sales quota to ensure that there would never be a shortage due to human error.
As long as there were no shortages, then it would also be the best way to suppress scalpers.
On March 1st, 2002, Takayuki felt like his legs were about to go numb.
Even with his seemingly inexhaustible energy, he finally seed a bit overwheld.
He needed to shake hands and take photos with countless people, and also sign his na for countless people. This was a thank you to his supporters and had to be taken seriously.
Even though he was ntally fatigued, Takayuki tried his best to persevere. This was probably the most tiring day he had experienced in this world.
But he felt very satisfied.
To have so many people supporting him in this world was a great feeling. His efforts were recognized, which was more important than anything else.
But even so, Takayuki alone couldn't et the demand for so many people wanting photos and autographs.
"Big brother, please take a rest, you've worked hard."
At this mont, a tender voice sounded.
Takayuki had just finished signing for another person, then turned his head to look.
It was a child who was only about six or seven years old, being led by a man who was close to thirty.
The child's eyes were innocent and pure.
"Big brother, you don't need to work so hard. Let sign for you."
Takayuki showed a slightly stiff smile and then took the pen to sign the ga console package the child's father was holding.
But at this mont, his hand trembled slightly, and the pen fell to the ground.
"Takayuki-san, you've already worked hard enough. You don't need to sign anymore. It's already an honor for to see the God of Gas in person."
The child's father hurriedly helped Takayuki.
Takayuki had been busy since early morning until seven in the evening, hardly stopping at all. The staff admired him the most because they had been watching Takayuki personally busy until now, and even now Takayuki seed a little physically exhausted.
This was completely different from supervising ga developnt. Here, you needed to stand non-stop, constantly sign autographs, and shake hands continuously. Takayuki felt like his hand wasn't his own anymore, otherwise his hand wouldn't be shaking.
"Takayuki-san, you don't need to sign anymore. Please take a rest, God of Gas!"
With the suggestion from the father, many players behind also couldn't help but persuade him.
"Thank you very much for your support."
Takayuki no longer insisted, but nodded slightly in acknowledgnt to the crowd before leaving under the gaze of countless people.
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