This marketing method of Chicago Co., Ltd. has been tried and tested, and the game sales have been rising steadily. The company was rated as one of the top ten emerging IT companies in Japan the year before.

But other game companies are in trouble.

Qiancao Co., Ltd. will not mess with industry giants like Sony and Nintendo. But if a game sold by a small game company collided with Qiancao Co., Ltd., it would often fall into endless online debates, and sales and reputation were greatly affected.

After all, in the eyes of passers-by, this kind of online debate is like two people fighting in the mud. No matter who is right or wrong, it is very ugly and affects the impression.

Chicao Co., Ltd. also happens to participate in the Winter CM Fan Exhibition to promote "Love Bubble Battle".

So the Terracotta Warriors and Horses entertainment "The Story of the Oriental Fantasy Village" ran into it.

The debate between these two games soon spread from a forum to spread throughout the Internet.

One side is a professional navy with 50 yen, and the other side is a very loyal fan. The battle situation between the two sides was particularly fierce for a while, and it was difficult to tell the difference.

Qin and Han also learned about this situation very soon.

"Chancao Co., Ltd.?" He felt that the name seemed familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that when he was selling the "Zhenbao Island" comic, he met a buyer with a very arrogant attitude, who seemed to claim to be the assistant president of Chicao Co., Ltd.

Because I offended the other party, I lost a large amount of sponsorship for the animation "Monday's Plump".

"The world is so small. Is this the so-called "Enemy is not gathering"?" Qin Han smiled.

He probably also saw clearly the propaganda routine of the other party deliberately provoking trouble. However, Qin Han decided to wait and see, and was not ready to do anything.

Because of such a quarrel, it is also beneficial to the promotion of "The Story of the Oriental Fantasy Country".

In Japan, console gamers are the mainstream. PC independent games like "Oriental Fantasy Country Story" that are about to be released on the steam platform are relatively niche. Today's potential buyers are either fans of Qin Han or core PC players. These people will not be too disturbed by public opinion and have their own judgment.

In fact, when he predicted sales, he believed that the three language versions of "The Story of Oriental Fantasy Country" will be released in the Chinese version, followed by the English version, and the Japanese version last.

So Qin Han was also happy to let his fans fight with the navy soldiers of Chicago Co., Ltd., just treat it as free publicity.

In this way, in the impetuous and gunpowder-filled Internet atmosphere, the opening day of the CM fan exhibition on January 10th was ushered in.

Early in the morning, Kyokamiri crawled out of the cold quilt, stomped her feet to warm her body while washing and dressing up.

After preparing breakfast, she came to her sister's room.

"Mengxiang, get up quickly, otherwise the milk will be cold!"

"Sister, the milk will be hotter when it is cold. Let me sleep for a while."

"Doesn't it cost electricity to heat it in a microwave oven? You can't even pay the heating fee at home, so you must save it!"

Jing Jia Mengxiang in the quilt rubbed her eyes and got up reluctantly.

Since her parents died in a car accident three years ago, the two sisters Kyoka have been relying on each other and have a very difficult life. After graduating from high school, her sister Miri gave up the opportunity to go to college and started working.

After Mengxiang washed up, she sat on the dining table and found that the breakfast was milk and toast crust. Her face suddenly collapsed: "Eat these again?"

"The toast crust is what my sister asked for from the bakery. This is the scraps cut from making sandwiches, so it's not expensive!" Miri said proudly, "If you have food, you should be grateful. Don't be too picky."

"I know." Mengxiang lowered her head and silently gnawed the crust.

Jing Jiamiri continued: "Today's work is paid 10,000 yuan. If you get the money, my sister will take you to eat beef rice."

"You want to be a pronunciation lady at Fanrenshow? It's very hard."

"No matter how hard you work, you have to continue working, otherwise where will the money for meals come from?"

"I can go to work, too."

Kyoka Miri glared at her sister and vetoed her: "No! You went to work in JK coffee shop without hiding it before. How could I let you go to work again when you encountered that kind of danger? The police said that the suspect was still a famous cartoonist and actually did this kind of thing. Mengxiang, there are too many bad guys in this society now, and my sister must protect you!"

Looking at her serious sister, Jing Jia Mengxiang didn't dare to tell her that she was actually the "bad guy" who framed people, and she didn't dare to take out the 500,000 "illegal income".

After breakfast, Kyokamiri left the rental house with a rent subsidy provided by the government and took a tram to the Tokyo International Exhibition Center.

Kyoka Miri came to the Chika Co., Ltd. exhibition area in the West Pavilion, and a staff member called her: "Is it Miss Kyoka?"

"Yes, I'm Kyokamiri." The girl bowed 90 degrees. She knew that working outside, etiquette can leave a good impression on people, and maybe she will get more opportunities in the future.

"It's almost time to open the store, go and change your clothes. Remember, today you cosplayed the character named Morina in "Love Bubble Battle". He is a gentle senior sister. Please understand it yourself."

Jing Jiamiri came to the locker room with the clothes provided by the company.

"Summer student uniform? This kind of weather!?" The girl was in a dilemma.

After a while, she found a stopgap solution.

There is no way to go for the lower body, so I can only wear short skirts and over-knee socks as required. However, the upper body can still wear sweaters in a thin summer shirt. Although it looks a little bloated, it is better than being frozen.

After changing clothes, Kyokamiri walked around to warm up before the store opened. Soon, her attention was attracted by the exhibition area next to Chikura Co., Ltd.

"The characters drawn on the board are so beautiful. I wonder which cartoonist's work is the work?" Kyung Kamiri looked carefully at a blonde female knight wearing skirt-style armor, holding a sword in her hand, and a dazed hair raised on her head, then looked at the cute witch lady wearing a huge bow next to her.

"This club is... Terracotta Warriors Entertainment? A strange name."

She glanced at the exhibition area again and found a young man with a particularly temperament who was directing a group of people to work hard.

"He should be the president, right? He is handsome, young and rich, and his girlfriend should be very happy..."

Just as Kyokamiri was in delusion, a scolding came.

"What's wrong with you? How can you dress like this!"
Chapter completed!