Chapter 92: Did not meet expectations

"what!"
With a scream, Zheng Shaofeng directly knelt on the ground.
Before he could stand up, Wu Tian punched and kicked at him again with his fists, and in a moment he beat the boy's head to blood and scars.
In order to save his life, he had to beg for mercy: "Don't fight, I'll crawl."
After saying this, Zheng Shaofeng managed to endure the severe pain and crawled out of the hall.
"And you."
Wu Tian turned his head and stared fiercely at Tian Kui and the others, and shouted, "Climb out from here."
Tian Kui and the three of them were all frightened by Wu Tian's brutal means. Without saying anything, they obediently followed Zheng Shaofeng out of the martial arts gym.
The members at the scene all laughed and laughed. Seeing these people who kicked the stadium crawling outside in such embarrassment, everyone felt very relieved.
This time, it was President Wu who helped the club save face, and it was President Wu who helped the members regain their dignity.
Everyone was very grateful to President Wu, and they also admired the new President even more.
"call!"
Seeing the people kicking the hall were driven away by Wu Tian, ​​Gu Xiaoman sighed inwardly and stepped forward to Wu Tian's approach, "President Wu, thanks to you for breaking the siege this time, otherwise I don't know what to do."
"Since I have become the president, I naturally can't see the members suffer." Wu Tian took it for granted.
As the president, you must protect the reputation of the society, as well as the dignity and face of all members.
"President Wu, you are awesome."
Gu Xiaoman pulled up her ears and hair, and said softly, "You are really good. It's great that our agency can have a president like you."
"Girl, looking at your obsessive eyes, wouldn't it be your heart to the president?"
"Go, nothing."
"No heart, why are you blushing?"
"Nothing." Gu Xiaoman was a little embarrassed, covering his face.
"You're so cute." Wu Tian teased a few words, and took the initiative to change the topic: "Are there any activities in the Wushu club recently?"
"There may be a league in a while."
"Well, let everyone train well and try to get the first place."
"First place?" Gu Xiaoman blinked his big eyes, feeling that Wu Tianye was so ambitious that he was about to take first place with his mouth open.
"Our goal is to be the first." Wu Tian raised his head somewhat confidently, "I don't want to be the general's driver, but he is not a good cook."
"puff!"
Gu Xiaoman smiled very low, and was amused by the words.
The smiling flowers quivered, leaned forward and closed back, and looked very beautiful.
"Take everyone to a good training. I'll leave first. Call me if you have anything to do." Wu Tian stared at the girl for a few times, then turned and walked outside the hall.
"Hey, President Wu..."
After walking a few steps, I heard Gu Xiaoman's shout.
Wu Tian hurriedly stopped, turning around and wondering: "Xiaoman, is there anything else?"
"I...no...nothing."
"Really all right?"
"Really okay." Gu Xiaoman bit his mouth, swallowing what he wanted to say.
"Then I'm leaving, bye bye!" Wu Tian waved his hand, turned and hurriedly left the martial arts club and took a taxi to the company.
Recently, the company has been very busy, and employees are launching new games non-stop.
As soon as Wu Tian arrived at the office, he couldn't wait to ask Yuan Wangchun: "How about the new game test?"
"Very smooth."
"Has it been reviewed?"
"pass."
"That's good." Wu Tian was particularly happy to learn that everything went well.
Happy for less than three seconds, Zhou Cheng poured cold water, "Boss Wu, our new game did not meet expectations."
"Low traffic?"
"The traffic is not low, but the recharge rate is very low, and even the cost of promotion and drainage is not earned."
"Open the background, I will look at the data."
"Good!" Zhou Cheng hurriedly opened the game background.
After reading the background data, Wu Tian's face instantly sank.
Originally, this was a game aimed at local tyrants and relied on recharging to make a profit. I did not expect that the recharge rate and retention rate were very low, which was less than one-tenth of the expected.
Judging from the data, the promotion is fairly successful and the traffic is not bad. There are hundreds of thousands of downloading users, and very few users are really willing to spend money to play.
"Boss Wu, if this continues, our new game will definitely lose money." Zhou Cheng looked at the backstage with a frustrated expression, feeling extremely depressed.
They worked hard and stayed up late to make this game. Everything was perfect, but the result was disappointing for everyone.
"Don't worry, let me think of a way." Wu Tian was also very depressed, but he did not sentence the game to death.
He needs to find the reason for the low game recharge rate, and then prescribe the right medicine.
Leaning on the chair, slowly closing his eyes, the thoughts kept in his mind.
From the traffic point of view, this game is not bad, but because people are unwilling to recharge, there is no passion to play.
The question now is how to let users recharge to buy equipment and how to attract local tyrants to recharge?
After thinking for a long time, Wu Tian took out his mobile phone and registered a game account, entered the partition and started playing the game.
The newcomer trumpet couldn't play at all, so he simply recharged several million in his account, bought high-end equipment, brushed a wave, and quickly lit up various medals.
In this way, his account quickly reached the top of the server and became the obvious player, the of war in the game.
Subsequently, Wu Tian various tyrannical small players, and shouted other players in the division to challenge them.
With such a provocation, many local players have filled up money to buy equipment, all wanting to surpass Wu Tian and tyrannize Wu Tian.
In this way, the district has become lively.
Not only the local tyrants have filled up their money, even ordinary players have also poured into the division to cheer for those local tyrants.
A local tyrant recharged five million at once, crushed Wu Tian and became the of war in the division, sought after and loved by other players.
The local tyrant's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he simply rushed in another two million, continued to light up the medal, and challenged the higher-level God of War.
"it is good!"
Before the game was over, Wu Tian couldn't help clapping his hands.
Seeing that a local tyrant bought equipment and crushed him, he danced happily, "Great."
"Boss Wu, what's the situation?" Li Mu, Yuan Wangchun, Zhou Cheng and others asked about the situation after seeing Wu Tian having fun in the office.
"I have thought of a good way to stimulate recharge."
"any solution?"
"Whether it is a real or a virtual society, everyone likes to compare and everyone wants to pretend to be forced. As long as we stimulate the players, we can make the local tyrants recharge obediently." Wu Tian said in his mind.
Through the game test just now, as long as you continue to provoke and stimulate other players as the God of War, you can make the local tyrants recharge and transform into the God of War to pretend in the game.
"How to stimulate?" Zhou Cheng and Yuan Wangchun asked in unison.
"This is very simple, it can be solved by finding a childcare."
"What do you mean, we are looking for someone to pretend to be a player, and deliberately provoke those local tyrants?"
"Yes, that's what it means." Wu Tian nodded vigorously.