Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 14
Who's Your Daddy?
When she heard the name, Chu Qingzhou froze for a moment.
So the soap opera plot she overheard outside Gu Sheng's office that day... was actually them discussing a game title?
That name though...
Chu Qingzhou frowned.
What a weird choice.
She glanced over the data she had just noted down and raised her hand slightly.
“Sorry to interrupt, Director Gu, but is there still room to adjust the pricing for this game?”
Chu Qingzhou felt the pricing was too low.
This time, the investment was ten times that of Cat Mario!
Logically, the price should fall somewhere between 15 to 20 yuan per copy.
Setting it at just five yuan was way too low.
That would mean they’d need to sell at least twenty thousand copies just to barely break even.
Gu Sheng shrugged at her words, looking a bit helpless, then turned to Little Nezha. “This price…”
“I finalized the pricing, Secretary Chu,” Shen Miaomiao nodded and looked at her,
“I have full confidence in Director Gu’s work.”
Bullsh*t!
Shen Miaomiao was screaming inside!
You think I wanted to set the price that low?
It was the system that limited my genius plans!
After the Cat Mario disaster, Shen Miaomiao had learned her lesson the hard way.
She thoroughly analyzed why Cat Mario managed to turn a profit and reflected on her own shortcomings.
In the end, she decided to go for a bold strategy to solve the fundamental issue of why their games couldn’t sell!
Her plan? Price the game at 10,000 yuan!
Sure, there were plenty of suckers in the world,
But suckers willing to spend 10,000 yuan on a game that screamed “desperate excuse” were extremely rare.
The idea sounded great in theory.
But the system wasn’t stupid.
It immediately flagged her pricing attempt as a violation and enforced that the game price must stay within a “reasonable range.”
For Who's Your Daddy, the suggested price range was around 25 yuan.
That “reasonable” limitation left Shen Miaomiao both frustrated and helpless.
So she pivoted—if she couldn’t go high, she’d go low.
If there were suckers out there, at least she’d make sure they couldn’t recoup the cost quickly.
“…I’ve got the pricing under control,”
Shen Miaomiao waved dismissively.
“I believe any game made by Director Gu won’t let us down.”
With that, she lifted her hand, signaling Gu Sheng to start the gameplay demo.
Gu Sheng nodded and exchanged a glance with Lu Bian beside him—they both gave each other the go-ahead.
The meeting room went silent.
Shen Miaomiao watched the projector screen with keen interest.
Chu Qingzhou also held her breath, eager to see how this 100,000 yuan game would perform.
Soon!
As cheerful music played, the game screen lit up on the large projector.
There it was!
Against a dynamic blue backdrop, images of baby cribs, tricycles, beer bottles, and rat poison rolled across the screen.
Near the top, scrawled in crude handwriting, was the game title—Who's Your Daddy.
And under the title stood a figure in an orange shirt and blue jeans... some kind of bizarre creature?
Calling it a “character” felt generous—Chu Qingzhou simply couldn’t bring herself to use the word “human” for the game's father figure.
Because that model was just too f***ing abstract!
A round head with an oval-shaped clump of hair on top, two big round eyes that looked like they’d clip through at any moment,
and a vacant gaze that screamed braindead energy!
The limbs had no visible joints—just four rough noodle strands glued to a torso!
And next to this creature was a baby model—barely the height of a person’s calf.
The proportions were a mess!
On a head that resembled a smooth, boiled egg, a scribbled-on face was awkwardly slapped on.
The diaper looked fused to its body and twisted grotesquely as it crawled around, even clipping right through the mesh!
This... this is what cost 100,000 yuan to produce?!
Chu Qingzhou was beyond furious.
No, fury didn’t even cover it anymore.
She was… stunned. Appalled. Emotionally wrecked.
It was like she ran a small shop, and one day, three dumbsses tried to scam her with counterfeit cash—
except the fake bills were hand-drawn with a f**ing ballpoint pen!
Call the cops!!!
These three are straight-up con artists!!!
Sure, 100,000 yuan wasn’t a lot for a polished game.
But this thing? This mess? You call this a game?!
And to think she just argued that the selling price was too low!
Looking at it now, they’d be lucky if players didn’t sue them for psychological trauma!
And this was just the start screen!
What the hell would happen once the game started?
Chu Qingzhou couldn’t even imagine the disaster waiting to unfold.
“...Huh?”
Chu Qingzhou was speechless.
She had no idea where to even begin.
Her mouth just fell open, releasing a long, emotionally loaded—“Huh?”
She turned to look at Shen Miaomiao, hoping her boss would call the police and bring these scam artists to justice.
Only to find—
Her boss, Shen Miaomiao, was staring at the screen like she’d been hypnotized—her eyes gleaming with excitement!
Wahoo!
Let’s f***ing go!
At that moment, Shen Miaomiao felt like a stallion galloping freely across the prairie!
You guys are really in the game business, huh?
That modeling! That character design! That visual!
Good heavens!
Right then, she genuinely wanted to ask the three brainiacs opposite her:
With this kind of crap, even if it were priced at just one yuan, would you buy it?
As for Shen Miaomiao herself? Definitely not.
She wasn’t about to turn herself into a dumb*ss just to save one yuan.
“Great!!!”
Thanks to her recent crash course in fake enthusiasm, Shen Miaomiao had become a master of backhanded compliments:
“The art style of these characters is truly... extraordinary!”
She honestly couldn’t think of any other word.
“To my knowledge, no one else in the gaming market has dared to use such an art style to challenge players—or the market itself!”
“But you did it!”
She nodded repeatedly, showering praise:
“Director Gu’s pioneering spirit is something we should all learn from!”
Hearing that, the three across the table exchanged looks.
Lu Bian nudged Gu Sheng with his elbow and whispered,
“…Old Gu, is Little Nezha roasting us with sarcasm?”
“I’m not sure...”
Gu Sheng whispered back,
“But given her personality, she doesn’t seem like the type to talk in circles…”
“So... she’s actually praising us???”
Xu Dajiang whispered in shock,
“Sheng-ge, is our boss... actually dumb?”
After a brief round of murmuring, Gu Sheng cleared his throat,
“Um—President Shen, do you want to see the full demo?”
“Oh, no need for that.”
Shen Miaomiao waved it off gleefully.
Just seeing the screen was enough—what demo could top that?
If a player actually buys this game and doesn’t report them for fraud, they should consider it a miracle!
No need for a demo.
With a game like this, there was no way anyone would even reach the gameplay stage.
They could just sit back and watch as every single sale turned into a refund.
As for her?
Heh.
She was just waiting for the money to roll in!
With that thought, Shen Miaomiao dramatically waved her hand!
“I declare! This game company is approved! The game goes on sale tomorrow!”
Ding!
As soon as she finished speaking, the system’s thrilling notification rang out in her mind!
[Investment Rebate System]
[Project: Who’s Your Daddy]
[Current Investment: 100,000 yuan]
[Expected Rebate: 1 million yuan]
[Settlement Countdown: 6 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes, 59 seconds (pending activation)]