77: Chapter 77 The Obedient Employee

He began counting on his fingers:

"Geekphone has 'Geekphone Market', android has 'android Market', and there is also 'Yingyonghui' just launched by Innovation Works, which only went online this August. Add in 91 Mobile Assistant, Anzhi Market, Bus Store... just counting the third-party ones, one hand isn't enough."

Chen Fan frowned: "That many?"

"There is more." Zhang Tao shook his head, "There are also the ones run by mobile phone manufacturers themselves—Motorola's Shop4Apps, Lenovo LePhone's Lenovo Store, and Samsung's Samsung Apps. The three major carriers haven't been idle either; China Mobile has Mobile Market, China Unicom has UniStore, and China Telecom has E-Surfing Space, all of which have been launched one after another in the last two years."

Someone in the conference room gasped.

"This... with so many channels, where should we upload the game?"

Zhang Tao looked at Chen Fan: "Boss, that is the problem. android doesn't have a unified store; we have to upload to over a dozen platforms, and each platform requires a separate integration process. The workload is significant."

Chen Fan was silent for a few seconds, then asked: "Can these third-party stores help us promote the game?"

"Yes." Zhang Tao nodded, "They are all lacking content right now, especially high-quality games. If our game quality is solid, they will be willing to promote it."

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright, then let's upload to all of them. Get the iOS version done first, and for android, adapt to the mainstream models concurrently. Upload to every third-party store that accepts us." He paused and looked at Zhang Tao, "Having many channels isn't a bad thing. More channels mean more opportunities. Whoever grabs the users wins."

"Understood."

"What about the monetization model—are we doing paid downloads, or free-to-play with in-app purchases?"

"Free-to-play with in-app purchases," Chen Fan said, "Free is the barrier to entry. Let's get people in first, then make money through items. Don't make the items something that affects game balance; skins, decorations, demonstration items, and the like are fine. As for the specifics, have the planning team come up with a proposal first."

The planner was a young man wearing glasses named Sun Zheyuan. He nodded upon hearing this and opened his notebook to take notes.

"Any other questions?" Chen Fan looked at everyone.

"No." Zhang Tao said.

"Alright, let's wrap it up for today."

Everyone left one by one, leaving only Chen Fan and Qiao Linlin, who was tidying up the table, in the conference room.

Chen Fan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

After two hours of consecutive meetings, his brain had been working non-stop, and only now that things had stopped did he feel a bit tired.

Qiao Linlin put the cups on the table into a tray and turned to look at him.

"Boss, are you tired? How about I massage your shoulders to help you relax?"

Chen Fan opened his eyes and looked at her.

Why was this girl taking the initiative to do menial tasks?

However, since she wanted to massage him, Chen Fan wouldn't refuse.

"Then I'll trouble you."

"It is nothing." Qiao Linlin said, walking behind him and placing her hands on his shoulders.

The pressure was unexpectedly perfect—not too light, not too heavy. Her fingertips pressed onto his Jianjing acupoints and kneaded slowly.

Chen Fan's previously tensed shoulders relaxed unconsciously.

After massaging his shoulders, her hands moved to his temples and began to massage gently.

As she moved, a faint, sweet fragrance drifted into Chen Fan's nose. It wasn't a strong perfume scent, but rather something subtle and elusive.

"Boss, lean your head back."

Chen Fan leaned back as instructed, and the back of his head instantly touched something soft.

He went stiff for a moment.

Qiao Linlin behind him also paused, her hand movements stopping for half a second, but she quickly continued massaging as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that Qiao Linlin had no reaction, Chen Fan didn't move anymore, closing his eyes to continue enjoying it.

That sweet scent was closer than before, lingering at the tip of his nose.

After a good while, she slowly let go.

"All done, Boss."

Her voice was still as soft as ever, with no hint of anything unusual.

Chen Fan opened his eyes, sat up straight, and didn't turn around.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"It is no trouble. If you are tired in the future, I will massage you again."

"No need. You are the company administrator, after all. How can I keep letting you do this kind of thing?"

Qiao Linlin smiled: "Then let me be your assistant. An assistant is specifically for serving the boss—massaging your shoulders, pouring water—it is only fitting."

"A boss of such a small company like me, do I even need an assistant?"

"Although the company is small, the boss is amazing." Qiao Linlin said, her gaze landing on his face with a hint of admiration, "I believe that with your ability, Boss, you will definitely be able to grow the company into a big one in the future."

Chen Fan's lips curled slightly: "Alright, I will take your word for it. Once the company grows and expands, I will have you be my assistant."

Qiao Linlin's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Really."

"Then it is a deal." She smiled until her eyes curved into crescents, "Don't you dare lie to a little girl like me when the time comes."

"You, a little girl? You are older than me."

"Oh my—" Qiao Linlin dragged out the end of her sentence, acting coquettishly, "In front of the boss, I will always be an obedient little employee."

Chen Fan felt a bit helpless at her words; he stood up and picked up the phone from the table.

"Alright, you get back to your work. I am leaving now. Call me if anything comes up."

"Alright, Boss. Drive safely."

Chen Fan waved his hand and pushed the door open to leave.

Qiao Linlin stood there, looking in the direction he left, the corners of her mouth curling up, and she lowered her head to continue tidying the conference room.

...

After leaving the company, Chen Fan drove while his mind could not help but recall Qiao Linlin's behavior just now.

To be honest, although he pretended to be helpless on the surface, he was actually quite pleased inside.

She was pretty, had a sweet mouth, knew how to handle things, and had a great figure too.

Having such a capable and likable employee was indeed quite nice.

He drove all the way towards the Century Golden Blossom shopping mall in Chang'an.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Chen Fan prepared to go buy himself a watch.

When he passed by a watch shop yesterday, he remembered that he didn't have a watch yet. Before, he had only focused on buying for his parents and ended up forgetting about himself.

As the saying goes, the poor play with cars, and the rich play with watches.

Chen Fan also liked watches very much. In his previous life, he had no money, so he could only wear a smart watch worth a thousand yuan or so.

He had scrolled past those luxury watches worth hundreds of thousands on Douyin, thinking to himself when he would be able to buy one.

Now, he finally had the chance to make it happen.

After arriving at the Century Golden Blossom mall, Chen Fan headed straight to the Patek Philippe counter.

Chen Fan had a certain understanding of watch brands, compared to Rolex, which was a more famous brand.

Although Patek Philippe had a lower profile, its class was much higher than Rolex.

Moreover, Chen Fan felt that those big gold Rolex watches were too tacky; they were not as good as Patek Philippe, which was low-key and luxurious.