In the style of the Kohaku Uta Gassen, advertising is definitely not done so overtly, so this introduction by the host is just about right.
Moreover, as the president of a giant in the electronics industry, he cannot lower his status too much, so this kind of advertising can be considered just right.
Even with this kind of promotion, it's not sothing that can be achieved solely with money.
The reason why Kentaro Hayasaka did this is probably more for the sake of his own child, and secondly because the field of electronic gas does indeed have a promising future, making it worth doing so.
This is just a small episode; the main content of Kohaku Uta Gassen is still the singers' performances.
And now, Takayuki continues to watch the program peacefully in front of the TV.
Buzz~ Buzz~
The phone rings again at this mont.
Takayuki picks up the phone and finds it's Hiroto Tomita, a salesman from the ga console motherboard manufacturing factory.
This salesman later beca the head of the Red and White Machine special business departnt, specializing in the production of cartridges, motherboards, controllers, and other hardware for GaStar Entertainnt.
As the Red and White Machine beca more and more popular, GaStar Entertainnt signed another order for two million ga console motherboards and long-term ga cartridge orders when sales reached six hundred thousand.
Now Deep Eletronics has also beco a deep cooperation partner of GaStar Entertainnt.
As the sponsor, Hiroto Tomita, this salesman, naturally needs to curry favor, especially at tis like this during the holidays.
The two of them exchanged a few words and wished each other a Happy New Year before hanging up the phone.
But Takayuki hadn't put his phone back on the sofa when it rang again.
This ti it was an unfamiliar number. Takayuki guessed it might be soone else calling to wish him a Happy New Year.
He picked up the phone again.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"... "
"Hello?"
Takayuki was puzzled.
There was no sound from the other end.
He double-checked that the phone was connected, and he could vaguely hear the sound of beeping from the other end of the line, as well as the faint sound of a fan spinning, as if it were so kind of computer or sothing.
"Hello?"
"I'm here."
A slightly indifferent female voice sounded.
Takayuki imdiately recognized this voice.
"Ms. Tsukino, right? How did you get my number?"
"I... got it from other colleagues."
Takayuki was puzzled.
Got it from other colleagues?
Why does it feel a bit off?
But he didn't think too much about it. He casually said, "Happy New Year. Is there sothing you need from ?"
"Well, there is indeed sothing, about ga developnt."
Ga developnt?
Oh right, he vaguely rembered that Ayaka Tsukino had participated in a few ga developnt courses.
But after participating, there was no follow-up. He thought Ayaka Tsukino was considering making gas, she always seed a bit mysterious.
According to other employees of the Second Ga Developnt Team, Ayaka Tsukino is the programming backbone of the team. Whatever problem is handed to her, she can solve it quickly. She's a very talented programr, but she's a bit of a recluse, just like wrapping herself up tightly even in sumr, completely different from many Japanese girls who like to show off their bodies.
Before, Takayuki had thought that if such a talented programr seriously made gas, it would be very good.
When he heard that the other party actively sought him out for sothing, Takayuki beca serious.
"What about ga developnt are you asking about?"
"Do you have any other ga developnt plans in the future? I want to learn from you. Of course, I won't just learn for free. If you have any problems with networks, computers, or programming, I can help you solve them quickly and efficiently."
"Um..."
"Is it not okay?"
"Well, it's not that. It's just that what you're saying is a bit sudden. Why do you suddenly want to learn from ?"
"Because I think I can learn the essence of ga developnt firsthand from you. Otherwise, I'll always be behind until you release a completely new type of ga, and then I'll know it's possible to make gas like that too late."
"From what you're saying, it seems like you're also working on making gas?"
"Yes, but I've never been quite satisfied because every ti I feel like I'm doing okay, you always manage to develop a completely new type of ga, and then I imdiately feel like my ga is outdated. It feels terrible."
After thinking for a mont, Takayuki said, "Your idea is actually not quite right. There's no such thing as a ga genre becoming outdated or not. It's just whether a certain gaplay is popular with players at a certain ti. If you just want to make a ga that's popular with players, you don't necessarily need to chase after so innovative ga genre."
"No, I just want to make it for myself, so it has to be good enough, and very good, and also trendy enough."
This strange woman seems to be a perfectionist.
She has to make it perfect to be satisfied.
She's not making gas to please players, she's doing it entirely to please herself. So if she really wants to learn, there's no problem. Besides, Takayuki also wants to see how good this programr, praised by the entire Second Developnt Team, really is.
Usually, when he develops gas himself, he can solve problems on his own.
But as the size of the ga grows, having a good programr as assistance can be quite significant.
And she also ntioned that she could help with network problems?
The company also happens to be planning to develop its network platform. In the future, ga consoles will definitely be connected to the internet, which is one of the essences of future gas.
Pulling her out should be much better than just staying in the Second Ga Developnt Team.
"Alright, after the New Year holiday ends in ten days, you can co and learn ga developnt with . I also have so new ideas. If you have any questions about ga ideas, you can ask . Of course, you'll also be busy then."
"Okay."
"Is there anything else?"
"No."
"Then I wish you a Happy New Year."
"Um, Happy... New Year."
Ayaka Tsukino seems a bit uncomfortable with this kind of polite exchange, saying these things sounds much more awkward than discussing work.
It would be very awkward to continue chatting, so Takayuki decisively hung up the phone. Takayuki is not the kind of person who is good at small talk. If the other party doesn't have any topics, both sides will be awkward, so it's better to hang up directly.
Ayaka Tsukino, holding her phone, stared at the computer screen for a while. She was still sitting on a chair at ho wearing a tank top, seemingly not planning to change her posture for a long ti.
However, after hanging up the phone, she seed to look a little happier than before.
As for Takayuki, his phone didn't ring again afterwards, and he continued to eat oranges alone. Later, he would prepare so food. This New Year's would pass just like that.
At this mont, Takayuki always feels a bit strange. He ca to this world with parents, but it seems that his parents have hardly returned since the original owner beca an adult.
His mother is a well-known painter, and his father seems to have been involved in investnt, but later followed his wife to write novels abroad, but it is said that the sales were not very good, and it seems that he was just writing novels to pass the ti.
These parents can be said to be totally indifferent.
There is only one person in this big house now, and even Sayuri had to go ho. Otherwise, the house would be livelier.
In his previous life, he had wandered outside for many years, and there were also several years when he didn't go ho for the New Year. In fact, he was used to the feeling of being alone.
Just...
"Why do I suddenly feel a little sad? I thought I would have so changes after crossing over, but it seems that my essence hasn't changed much."
Takayuki sighed softly, then prepared to leave the TV on and sleep on the sofa for the night.
However, just as he was a little drowsy and about to fall asleep, the sound of the doorbell woke him up.
"Who would co at this ti?"
Takayuki was puzzled, and slowly got up from the sofa, while the doorbell kept ringing incessantly.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, stop pressing."
Takayuki lazily walked to the entrance and opened the door, where he saw a figure.
It was a woman wearing a beige woolen coat, with a woolen hat embroidered with Princess Peach on her head, and a pair of cute cat ear earmuffs. Her hair was slightly loose, looking very smooth.
When she heard the sound of the door opening, the figure imdiately turned around.
"Sayuri?"
Takayuki widened his eyes, obviously very surprised.
"Weren't you supposed to go ho for the New Year?"
Sayuri smiled happily, wearing a pair of knitted Mario woolen gloves on her hands, and holding a basket with a faint steam rising from it.
"I live in Tokyo, and I've already spent the New Year with my parents. There's just so food left, so I brought it over to you! Also, Happy New Year, boss!"
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