Carly Tyri is the kind of woman who is not beautiful but has a very elegant temperament. Even if she stands there and doesn't move, she can always attract people's attention like an out-of-body sword.

When Jester drove his Ford Mustang to Los Angeles in a dusty manner, she saw Carly, who had been waiting for him for a long time, with light makeup on her face, a dark purple evening dress, and a simple pairing with a few simple accessories.

Jester suddenly discovered that in addition to being a strong woman, the CEO of his distribution company is also a very charming woman.

She did not have the pretentiousness of those little girls, and the first sentence she said when she saw Jester was not, "Am I beautiful today?", but: "Why did you come so late? It made me wait for more than an hour in vain!"

Carly complained a little annoyed.

Jester could only call him. It wasn't his intention, but there was a traffic jam on the road.

After looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock. The banquet started at seven o'clock. There was not much time. Fortunately, the distance was not far. Jester called Carly to get in the car, then stepped on the accelerator. The powerful Ford Mustang roared and roared away.

"I didn't expect you to drive such a bad car. It's better than driving myself!" Sitting in the car, Carly kept mocking Jester.

"I just like this kind of muscle car." Jester curled his lips indifferently. In his eyes, those flashy sports cars were just a pair of mobile coffins. If you were not careful, the car would be destroyed and people would die. How could such heavy muscle car come to make people feel at ease?

The Los Angeles Hotel in Los Angeles was later rated as one of the ten most luxurious hotels in the world. The degree of luxury is unquestionable. Its presidential suite is equipped with a twelve acres of gardens, and this dinner was also held in the garden.

Shirooshi Nakayama has a very strong position in the Japanese business world. Before acquiring Sega, he was the president of the Esco trading organization and the founder of the Nakayama Caviar Group. Most of the Japanese business people invited this time were given face unless they were really unable to escape.

Jester took Carly and showed his invitation to the reception staff, and entered the venue.

The garden has been extremely luxuriously decorated and is surrounded by bright lights, as bright as daytime.

The exquisitely dressed waiters walked through it from time to time, providing food and drinks to the VIPs who came to attend the dinner.

Jester drove the car all the way and felt a little hungry. He took a stack of cooked meat rolls from the food plates around him, and took a bite. The meat rolls made of slices of meat that had been peeled as thin as paper almost melted in his mouth. A strong meaty aroma immediately filled his mouth, which immediately made his index finger move.

"The food in the top hotel is also top-notch." Jester Feng swept the clouds and finished the stack of meat rolls cooked in his hand with unknown ingredients and techniques, and then picked up another plate with unsatisfactory desire.

Carly looked at Jester with a dark face. She looked at Jester with some difficulty in understanding. Did he really not know what this kind of dinner party is for?

After a few more games were solved, Jester, who was not so hungry, also noticed Carly's strangeness. He smiled and said, "I know that this kind of dinner is mainly social, but look at these people, they are not directors of big groups or American heads of multinational companies. How could they see small companies like us be seen by them? Instead of taking the initiative to please these people and being underestimated, it would be better to just spend time. And even if I can attend this banquet, it is just because President Shirooshi Nakayama is about to sign a contract with Sega. And I think this contract may not be as simple as a "American Square"."

The game issuance rights of Mars Entertainment have been handed over to Jester Holdings. When Fengxing Issuance Company was established, Jester also authorized the game issuance rights of Mars Entertainment to Fengxing Issuance Company. Therefore, this time the contract with Sega was Fengxing Issuance, not Mars Entertainment. Carly, the CEO of Fengxing Issuance, is also very clear about the process of this transaction.

"You mean they still want to get the authorization of the three games of "Gem Maze"?" Carly said thoughtfully.

"It should be right, Sega is really sad now. Their new arcade game may not be officially released until next year - at least at the end of this year. If you want to survive this difficult day, a "American Square" is not enough for them, and our three new games are also excellent enough. If the price is right, I think Sega will still win it." Jester smiled and said his analysis.

Just as Jester was talking to Carly, the protagonist of this dinner tonight, Nakayama Shizuo, finally arrived surrounded by everyone.

He was a middle-aged man with a pair of glasses and a bit elegant. He stood in front and said something to everyone. He was in Japanese and Jester couldn't understand it very much, but he could still feel a decisive feeling from the other party's tone as if it was a metal-iron fight.

Of course, this may be psychological reasons. Jester knew that this was an old man called Conra.

Conra is a transliteration of Sanskrit. It means a person with the strongest fighting spirit, and this is the kind of person that Nakayama Shizuo.

He led Sega to fight Nintendo for half of his life, and fought repeatedly and never gave up. It can be regarded as a true portrayal of this spirit. In the last three years of his tenure, Sega finally surpassed Nintendo in terms of shareholding. Although he was defeated by Sony and Microsoft later and completely withdrew from the home game console industry, he had retired due to physical reasons at that time, which was a complimentary comfort for him to make significant contributions to the entire electronic game industry.

After he finished speaking, some Japanese applauded, and then he said a few simple words of thanks in English, so that everyone could enjoy the dinner.

Jester was a little bored. He was not very interested in such banquets, although there were many beauties and many celebrities.

In his opinion, it would be much more interesting than to continue playing "Thunder and Lightning" in his office.

After a while.

What Jester did not expect was that Sega's head, Hayao Nakayama, actually walked straight towards him, stopped in front of him, and he still stretched out his hand.

"Zhongyama Hayao."

Shikio Nakayama stood in front of Jester and introduced himself. Next to him was the accompanying staff. Jester did not see Yu Suzuki, and it may be because he did not accompany him to Japan this time.

Jester quickly reached out his hand and held it with the old man.

Looking up close, Shinto Nakayama is still a very kind person.

Jester thought so.

"I received the words you asked Suzuki to take. I'm in good health." Seeing Jester, he seemed a little nervous. Shiroozuo Nakayama teased a little funny. Then he looked at Jester and said in a very admirable tone, "I admire Mr. Li's talent in game research and development."

Jester smiled embarrassedly and said modestly: "Mr. Zhongshan has been awarded."

Unexpectedly, Shirooshi Nakayama shook her head directly, and her tone became firm: "I, Shirooshi Nakayama, never say compliments, and Mr. Li doesn't need to be modesty. Sometimes, modesty is not a virtue."

After saying that, Shinto Nakayama bowed slightly and said apologetically: "I still have some trivial matters to deal with, Mr. Li enjoy it."

Then, Nakayama Hayao, surrounded by everyone, walked towards the other side.

Seeing that Nakayama Shinoo was so polite to a young man who seemed to have no origin, Jester also attracted the attention of some people.

Not everyone doesn’t know who Jester is. Obviously, many people here have heard the news that Mars Entertainment and one of their games have sold $100 million in sales recently.

Those who knew and those who didn't know said a few words in a low voice, one to ten, ten to hundreds, and there was not much time, so Jester's identity was well known.

These people were just a little curious about Jester, but they were just a little curious. It was impossible for them to take the initiative to hand over Jester's identity, and Jester did not have the qualifications.

It's just a lucky boy who has lost his luck in the game industry.

There is nothing to pay attention to.

This is what these people think. Jester doesn't care about this. He even thought with some bad taste. Today you are disdainful to me, and I will make you unable to stand up in the future.

But it is not absolute, and there are exceptions.

"Hello, Mr. Lee." A middle-aged man with a low figure and even a little short came to Jester. His face was square, black hair, yellow, and his English was not as curled as a Japanese tongue. "Li Kun-hee is the third son of Lee Byung-chul, the president of Samsung South Korea. "

"oh."

Jester just agreed calmly. He had seen enough celebrities when he came to this world and had enough surprises. He had even seen mythical figures like Sandy Will, let alone a future Samsung president who has not yet taken power.

Although this person will personally build Samsung into a huge empire in the future, he is now like himself. In the eyes of these big names at this banquet, he is also just a small person who is not worth mentioning.

However, Jester asked in confusion: "We know Mr. Li?"

Lee Kun-hee smiled awkwardly and quickly explained: "Mr. Lee, I just heard that your company is about to do game console business. I think we can cooperate with each other."

This made Jester wonder. Even in 2014, Samsung claimed to be using electricity and did not make game consoles. And there was no rumors about Samsung having made game consoles or making games in his memory. Could it be that the wings of his butterfly had such a great influence that Samsung had to do something they hadn't touched for more than 30 years?

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

"No, Mr. Lee misunderstood." Lee Kun-hee shook her head when she heard Jester's words and explained to him, "We don't do game consoles, but we do what is needed to make game consoles and game cassettes."

"Oh?" Jester looked moved, as if he had thought of something.

Then Lee Kun-hee looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them, especially those who stayed on several Japanese company leaders for a while, then deliberately lowered his voice and said, "For example, memory films are much cheaper than Japanese."

Seeing Jester's face, he had some changeable expression.

Lee Kun-hee continued firmly: "The quality of our products is definitely no worse than that of the Japanese!"
Chapter completed!