CHAPTER 239: CHAPTER 239: ARABIC LANGUAGE ADAPTATION

Fifty million?

Chen Yiyang told the driver not to rush off.

This guy’s previous five hundred million was a pretty hefty ask. But fifty million is unbelievably low.

There must be some hidden catch with this price.

But fifty million is probably their bottom line. Honestly, even if Chen Yiyang were to start a new game company and hire dozens of people.

The costs from scratch to forming a company alone would exceed fifty million.

"Let’s just go with it." Chen Yiyang was mostly curious as to why the leak information referred to this deal as a bargain.

Fifty million just to satisfy his curiosity.

With the other party’s rapid cooperation, both sides signed all the contracts within a few days.

Chen Yiyang officially took charge of a company called Jiangyang Game.

"Boss." On the first day Chen Yiyang sat in the CEO’s office, the company’s manager Chen Yu came in to report work.

"It’s like this." Chen Yu said, somewhat nervously, "The license approval for the company’s new game has not been granted."

"I see." Chen Yiyang had anticipated this situation.

For a company worth fifty million, there had to be some issues.

The delay in the new game license was likely why the previous owner was eager to sell the company.

To increase revenue, they tried to squeeze money out of the company’s old game players.

But the new game’s license wasn’t approved.

Continuing this way, in a few months, the company would be operating at a loss.

Yang Yu kept watching Chen Yiyang’s expression while speaking, worried that Chen Yiyang would get angry, suspecting the old employees and the previous owner of being in cahoots to scam him.

However, Chen Yiyang didn’t react.

He was still thinking about how to turn this company around.

"Boss." Seeing that Chen Yiyang had no reaction, Yang Yu continued, "We had a discussion internally. Even though we can’t get the license approval, we can try launching the game overseas to see if we can make money in foreign markets."

"Overseas market?"

"Yes, overseas mobile games and web games market. Conveniently, our new game has both PC and mobile versions."

"The reason why classic games still have a market domestically is because they were hugely popular back then in the country. But abroad, these games were never that big, so where’s the player base now?"

"We really don’t have any other options." Yang Yu lowered his head.

Going abroad has historically been a highly risky venture.

If it weren’t a last resort, who would risk going into foreign markets?

"Alright, then. You guys start with an English version, handle the translations, and study overseas market policies."

Chen Yiyang took a tour around the company but didn’t find anything particularly noteworthy, so he just went back home.

"Boss, someone contacted you today." As soon as he got home, the voice of his accountant reached his ears.

"Can you call me something more endearing from now on?" Chen Yiyang said to the accountant, "I see others calling their bosses ’bossy’ or ’bossy-bossy,’ it’s much more affectionate."

"Boss, you’ve been playing with those gaming companions too much." the accountant retorted.

"How did you know that’s what they’re called?"

"I only lost a leg, not my hearing, and I’m not deaf when you play games."

"Oh." Chen Yiyang remembered that he plays games on speakers at home.

"So, who contacted me?" Chen Yiyang shifted the conversation to the main topic after the chitchat.

"Your old flame from Egypt."

"Old flame from Egypt?" Chen Yiyang frowned, trying to remember.

Then he recalled meeting Isis in West Capital City.

He even exchanged a factory with her for a stone slab.

"She’s back in the country?"

"Yes."

"If she’s coming to Lin’an, do help arrange for a meeting."

Isis was currently in Shanghai, and after arranging with Chen Yiyang, came to Lin’an the same evening.

Chen Yiyang thought that despite playing a friendly match with Isis, his skills weren’t impressive enough to be unforgettable.

Not understanding the reason for her contact, Chen Yiyang decided to meet at a formal high-end restaurant with Isis.

"Welcome back." Chen Yiyang hugged Isis upon meeting her.

"I heard your business is booming?"

"Just making a living."

After their embrace ended awkwardly in a few seconds, Chen Yiyang’s expression changed; this girl wasn’t wearing anything under.

"I came this time hoping to find a software company in Huaxia to help me make an app."

"An app?"

"Kind of like a dating app with integrated social chat features, but it needs to be displayed in Arabic."

"Why come to Huaxia? Isn’t it more expensive to make such apps abroad?"

"Very expensive, due to special requirements."

"What special requirements?"

"Adding Arabic."

"I’m a bit confused," Chen Yiyang asked puzzledly, "How is adding Arabic a special requirement? Isn’t it just switching languages?"

"Arabic is different from other mainstream scripts worldwide; it’s written from right to left, so the UI has to be reversed, a mirror image of the usual UI, requiring changing the software’s UI framework. Also, considerations like contextual forms, symbol adaptations, and others make it very complicated."

After Isis finished explaining, worried that Chen Yiyang wouldn’t understand, she took out her iPhone and switched it to Arabic to show him.

Comparison between Arabic UI and standard Chinese UI.

After seeing it, Chen Yiyang thought this task was definitely challenging. Although it may seem like a mere mirror flip, it involves handling various potential bugs, requiring careful attention during development and providing long-term after-sales support to enhance user experience over time.

"In that case, many niche apps probably can’t be used in the Middle East?"

"That’s true; if someone can speak English, it’s a bit better. If not, they can only use apps that support Arabic.

I have many compatriots who learned Chinese just to play Huaxia games."

Hearing this, Chen Yiyang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

But before that inspiration could be fully processed.

Chen Yiyang somehow found himself at the hotel, quite muddled.

A fierce battle ensued throughout the night.

It left Chen Yiyang’s legs trembling, his waist aching, and his stomach empty.

By the time Chen Yiyang got up the next day, all he could think about was Xue Nai’s white mark.

Luckily, Isis didn’t have anything to do today.

After exhausting each other in the room.

Entering the Ultimate Sage state, Chen Yiyang felt his mind suddenly burst with activity, as his intelligence seemed to multiply.

"By the way, can I see what games are popular in the Arab Region?" Chen Yiyang asked Isis.

"Sure." Isis handed her phone to Chen Yiyang.