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Chapter 178 - I want to make them look up to me

"President, which company do you think might be trying to limit our development?"

After discussing the next steps with Takayuki, Matsuhashi Miho casually asked.

Takayuki replied, "Who else could it be? It's Suirei Electronics, our continuous competitor. They've always struggled to compete with us in the Japanese market, but in the US market, they've been operating for many years and have considerable influence. They understand the American market better than us, so it's normal for them to try to undermine us."

In Japan, Suirei Electronics seemed more like a company with a so-called warrior spirit. They preferred to compete with Gamestar Electronics Entertainment honorably, without any tricks.

When the TV station was suppressing Gamestar Electronics Entertainment, Suirei Electronics didn't get involved. They just took the opportunity to have a few baseball players help with the promotion.

Of course, this might also be related to the person currently in charge of their video game division, the president's son, right?

He's quite a decent person.

But overseas, the competition strategy isn't something Taniwaki Hidehito from Japan can control.

There must be a management team in the US, and they won't easily be influenced by Taniwaki Hidehito. Moreover, the US doesn't follow Japan's way of doing things; they prioritize profits and are a true capitalist empire. How can they become a world power without playing a little dirty?

Miho nodded. "Suirei Electronics was the first company that came to my mind too, but I think there might also be some local US companies involved. The electronic gaming market in the US is divided among several major companies now."

Takayuki nodded. "That's also possible, but it doesn't matter now. Let's follow the advice of that lady and negotiate with small retailers. Even if these companies have extensive influence, they can't cover the entire industry. The US government won't turn a blind eye to that."

The US has suffered from complete monopolies in the past, so they're quite cautious about it. Even if it's a monopoly, they still leave some room for competition, not completely cutting off avenues for other companies.

"Okay, I'll go talk to them later," Miho said.

Takayuki said, "Forget about that. It's less than three months until the National Electronic Consumer Expo. Have you completed all the necessary procedures?"

"I've taken care of everything. As long as the application criteria are met and we pay the fee, we can participate. But since major companies usually reserve the best spots in advance, we'll only have a small corner."

"It doesn't matter. Good products don't need a big stage. As long as the product itself is attractive enough, it'll do."

Takayuki had deep feelings about this. Like when Steve Jobs introduced his first computer, he and a friend showcased their computer in a corner at the consumer expo. But that day, they became the most eye-catching figures.

There were several similar examples, so Takayuki didn't care about the size of the venue. As long as there was enough space to showcase the product, it was fine.

"The hang on for a moment," Takayuki suddenly remembered something and stopped Miho from hanging up.

"Is there anything else, President?"

"This matter could've been discussed later, but it's okay to talk about it now. After negotiating with these retailers and officially launching the product, record the sales data every day and send a separate copy to those large retailers."

Miho's eyes lit up. "President, you're a bit wicked."

Takayuki grinned. "So what? If our sales data isn't good, then I won't say anything, but if our products sell well with small retailers, it would be too cowardly not to annoy those retailers who are trying to trip us up."

Miho immediately agreed, "That's a great idea. I'll make sure to do that when we officially launch."

"Alright, focus on your work there, and also remember to live well. Just because you're in the US doesn't mean you can work overtime casually. If you dare to work overtime casually, I'll dock your salary."

"Okay, President. Thank you for always caring about my health. But shouldn't you set an example too?"

"Me? I'm still young. But you're already in your thirties. We're not comparable. If you were in your twenties, I wouldn't ask you to."

The two exchanged a few simple jokes, their relationship more like good friends rather than superiors and subordinates.

Miho felt quite comfortable.

"In any case, please take care of your health, President. I won't disturb you further. Please rest early. If you suddenly die because of this, the company will be completely scattered, and it'll be difficult to find such a good company again."

"Alright, I'll seriously consider your advice."

After hanging up, Takayuki had already finished most of his work. Even if Miho hadn't mentioned it, he would have rested anyway.

Now he was the backbone of the entire company, so he had to ensure he wasn't tired during the day. There were still many things to be done during the day.

Returning to his office, he turned off all the lights in the company and crawled into his sleeping bag, ready to sleep well.

Suddenly, he remembered his past life.

He had slept in the company office several times during the 996 period, which was similar to the current situation.

However, his position and environment had completely changed.

Previously, he had worked 996 just to make a living.

Now he was working more for his dreams.

The process might be tiring, but everything was worth it.

And now, this wasn't his peak yet.

In the future, he still aspired to be even stronger.

Even if he just wanted to make good video games in this world, he was determined to be at the top of the video game industry.

He wanted people in this world to remember him even a hundred years from now.

He stared at the ceiling, his eyes seemingly shining with a spirit of progress, a spirit of confidence.

Then, subconsciously, he reached out from his sleeping bag and grabbed at the empty space on the ceiling, as if grasping something, filled with confidence.

Now he was like the sun at eight or nine in the morning, the most energetic time. No one could stop him from moving forward.

Even if there were countless people trying to suppress him in the US market, he wouldn't yield. He wanted those people to look up to him in the future.

Video games were also a path to the peak.

And those large companies in the US didn't yet know about the ambitious heart of the young man in a company across the ocean.