Chapter 48: Cheap Memory Chips (Seeking Recommendation Tickets!!)

  Carly Teri is the kind of woman who isn't pretty, but has a lot of charm. Even if she's standing still, she can attract people's attention like a sharp sword.

  When Jester arrived in Los Angeles in his dusty Ford Mustang, he saw Carly waiting for him, her face lightly made up and wearing a deep purple evening gown with simple accessories.

  Jester suddenly discovered that the CEO of his record company was not only a strong woman but also a very charming one.

  She didn't have those affected and artificial manners of little girls, the first thing she said when she saw Jester wasn't "Do I look pretty today?" but rather: "How come you're so late? You made me wait for over an hour!"

  Carly complained somewhat irritably.

  Jester could only laugh it off, but this wasn't intentional, as there was a traffic jam on the road.

  He glanced at the time, it was almost seven o'clock. The banquet started at 7:30, and there wasn't much time left. Fortunately, the distance wasn't far, so Jester ushered Carly into the car and then floored it. The high-powered Ford Mustang roared to life and sped away.

  "I didn't think you'd actually drive such a crappy car, it's not even as good as me driving myself!" Carrie continued to tease Jester while sitting in the car.

  "I just like this muscle car." Jest shrugged his mouth, those flashy but impractical sports cars were just a moving coffin in his eyes, one wrong move and it would be a fatal accident, how could they compare to the safety of this sturdy muscle car.

  The Regent Beverly Wilshire in Los Angeles is considered one of the top ten most luxurious hotels in the world, and its Presidential Suite has a 12-acre garden, where this dinner was held.

  Nakayama Tetsuo is a prominent figure in the Japanese business world. Before acquiring Sega, he was president of Esco Trading Co., and also founder of Nakayama Fish Paste Group. The Japanese businessmen who received invitations this time gave him face unless they really couldn't get away from it.

  Jester brought Carly in after showing their invitation to the receptionist.

  The garden was decorated with great luxury, and the surroundings were also brightly lit, shining like daylight.

  Exquisitely dressed waiters darted back and forth, providing food and drinks to the distinguished guests attending this dinner party.

  Jester opened a road car and felt a little hungry, so he casually took a stack of already cooked fragrant meat rolls from the surrounding dishes, and took a bite. The thinly sliced meat strips rolled into meat rolls almost melted in his mouth, and a strong meaty aroma immediately filled his oral cavity, instantly making him crave for more.

  "The food in the top hotel is also top-notch." Jest took a stack of meat rolls made from unknown materials and cooking methods, finished eating them, then picked up another plate with an insatiable appetite.

  Carrie's face turned slightly black as she stared at Jester, looking at him with some difficulty in understanding. Did he really not know what this dinner was for?

  After solving a few more plates, Jest, who was no longer hungry, also noticed Carly's abnormality. He smiled and said: "I know this dinner party is mainly for socializing, but look at these people, they are either directors of large conglomerates or American heads of multinational corporations. Our small company will not be taken seriously by them. Rather than going to curry favor with these people and being looked down upon, it's better to just pretend to be mixing in the crowd. And even if I could attend this dinner party, it would only be because Zhongshan Xiong, the president of our company, is looking at us signing a contract with Sega, and I think this contract may not be as simple as just one "American Block".

  Mars Entertainment's game publishing rights have been handed over to Juster Holdings, and when Fengxing Issuance Company was established, Juster also authorized Mars Entertainment's game publishing rights to Fengxing Issuance Company. Therefore, the one who signed with Sega this time is Fengxing Issuance, not Mars Entertainment. As the CEO of Fengxing Issuance, Cari is also very clear about the process of this transaction.

  "Are you saying they still want to get the rights for those three Jewel Quest games?" Carrie said thoughtfully.

  "It should be, Sega's current days are indeed very difficult, their new arcade game may not be officially released until next year - at least by the end of this year, wanting to get through this difficult time, a 'Tetris' is not enough for them, and our three new games are excellent enough, if the price is right, I think Sega will still take it down." Jest said with a smile.

  Just as Jester was talking to Carly, the protagonist of tonight's dinner party, Nakayama Hayao, finally arrived amidst a crowd of people.

  He was a man of medium build, wearing glasses and had an elegant demeanor. He stood at the front, speaking to the crowd in Japanese. Jester couldn't understand much, but he could sense a tone that was as sharp as clashing steel, leaving no room for doubt.

  Of course, this may be psychological reasons, Jester knows that he is an old man known as Contra.

  Contra is a transliteration of Sanskrit, meaning the person with the strongest fighting spirit, and Nakayama Tadayuki is that kind of person.

  He led Sega in its fight against Nintendo for half his life, repeatedly defeated but never giving up, and is a true embodiment of this spirit. In the last three years of his tenure, he finally allowed Sega to surpass Nintendo in market share, although it was later defeated by Sony and Microsoft and completely exited the home console industry. However, by then he had already retired due to health reasons, which can be seen as a comforting tribute to his significant contributions to the entire video game industry.

  He finished speaking, some Japanese people applauded, and then he said a few words of thanks in simple English, letting everyone enjoy the dinner party.

  Jester was somewhat bored and had little interest in this kind of party, although there were many beautiful women and numerous celebrities inside.

  It's better for him to continue playing "Raiden" in his own office, which is more interesting than this.

  After a while.

  Reijiro didn't expect that Sega's president, Nakayama Osamu, would walk straight up to him, stop in front of him and even extend his hand.

  Nakayama Hayao.

  Nakayama Hayao stands in front of Jester, making a self-introduction, with accompanying personnel by his side. Jester did not see Suzuki Hiroshi, possibly because he did not accompany him to Japan this time.

  Jester hastily stretched out his hand and shook hands with the old man.

  At close range, Zhongshan Youxiang is still a very gentle person.

  Jester thought so.

  "I received the Suzuki-kun you sent, my body is fine." When he saw Jester, Nakayama Hayao seemed a bit tense, and then he looked at Jester with an admiring tone, "Mr. Li's talent in game development is truly admirable."

  Jiest also smiled somewhat awkwardly and modestly said: "Mr. Zhongshan is overpraising."

  "I, Nakayama Hayao, never speak flattering words. Mr. Li doesn't need to be modest either. Sometimes, modesty isn't a virtue."

  After finishing speaking, Nakayama Hayao slightly bowed his head and said with some apology: "I still have some trivial matters to attend to, Mr. Li please enjoy yourself."

  Nakayama Hayao then walked away in the opposite direction surrounded by everyone.

  When Zhongshan Xun saw that he was being so polite to a young man who seemed to have no background, Jester also drew attention from some people.

  Not everyone is unaware of who Jest is, apparently many people here have also heard the news that Mars Entertainment's game has sold for $100 million recently.

  Those who knew whispered a few words to those who didn't, and in no time at all, Jester's identity was common knowledge.

  These people are just a little curious about Jester, but only a little curious. Their identity is not possible to actively lower themselves to interact with Jester, and Jester doesn't have that qualification either.

  He's just a lucky kid who happened to stumble upon success in the gaming industry.

  Nothing worth paying attention to.

  That's what these people think, and Jest didn't mind it either. He even had some wicked thoughts: today you look down on me, but in the future I will make you unable to reach me.

  But not absolutely, there are exceptions.

  "Mr. Lee, hello." A middle-aged man of short stature, with a flat face, black hair, and yellow skin, came before Jester. His English didn't have the rolling "r"s that Japanese people often had. "I am Li Jianxi, third son of Samsung's Chairman Lee Byung-chul from South Korea."

  "Oh."

  Jester simply nodded calmly, he had seen enough celebrities in this world, and was no longer surprised, having met even the legendary Sandy Will, let alone a future three-star president who had yet to take power.

  Although it was this person who would personally turn Samsung into a massive empire in the future, he was now just like himself, an insignificant small figure in the eyes of these big shots at the banquet.

  But Jester still asked in doubt: "Mr. Li, do we know each other?"

  Lee Jianxi smiled somewhat awkwardly and hastily explained, "Mr. Li, I just heard that your company is going to do game console business, I think we can cooperate with each other in some way."

  This made Jester feel strange, even in 2014 when Samsung claimed to be making electronic devices for everything except gaming consoles, and he didn't recall any rumors about Samsung making a gaming console or games either. Was his own butterfly effect so great that it had influenced Samsung to make something they hadn't touched in over thirty years?

  "Are you guys from Samsung also making game consoles?" Jester's tone became extremely surprised.

  "No, no, Mr. Li misunderstood." Li Jianxi heard Jester's words and quickly shook his head, explaining to him, "We don't make game consoles, but we do make things that are needed for game consoles and game cartridges."

  "Oh?" Jester's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

  Then Li Jianxi glanced around and found that no one was paying attention to them, especially after lingering on the Japanese company executives for a while, before deliberately lowering his voice and saying: "For example, memory chips, memory chips that are much cheaper than those of the Japanese."

  Jester's face showed some changing expressions.

  Lee Kun-hee said emphatically: "The quality of our products is absolutely no worse than that of the Japanese!"