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Chapter 118(2/3)

Meng Shu threw the question back, but it was considered another answer.

Fang Yuancheng was stunned, looking a little unbelievable.

"Don't I?"

He didn't finish what he said, but the meaning behind it was already obvious.

Meng Shu shook his head, took out a business card and handed it over.

Fang Yuancheng took it and looked at it in the dim light.

"The only game?"

It turns out that he is really a game entrepreneur! And he is also the founder of this company?

"The "Dark Forest", "Blackjack", "Face" and "Sky Mountain" on the market are all games developed by our company. At the same time, Infinite Entertainment is our main cooperative publisher. If you have never heard of the only game,

You must have heard of Infinite Entertainment, right?"

Meng Shu opened his mouth and slowly recounted these historical achievements.

Fang Yuancheng was stunned again and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

Let’s not talk about Infinite Entertainment for now. The four games just released are so impressive!

As a former game practitioner, I naturally know what these four games represent.

only

Unexpectedly, the founders of the developers of these four games came to them personally.

For him now, this is really a bit flattering!

but

Fang Yuancheng smiled to himself.

"Mr. Meng, you may have found the wrong person. I don't know what you want from me, but I know that I can't bring you anything."

After saying that, Fang Yuancheng turned around and entered the dining car, took out two beers from the freezer, and picked up some peanuts and brought them up.

Meng Shu watched quietly as he put down the peanut plate and took out two disposable paper cups and filled each of them. She saw him pull out a low stool and sit down, drinking down the beer in one gulp.

Finally, let out a sigh of relief.

"I still have a daughter to raise. In order to take care of her, I can't join those companies. Because as you know, in the game industry, working overtime is normal. I am the only girl left, and her grandparents passed away early. I

If she joins a company, who will take care of her? A daycare? But she has lost her mother’s love, will the remaining father’s love also be lost?”

As he spoke, he knocked on the low table in front of him with a bitter look on his face.

"I don't want to sell fans and noodles, but I have no choice. In order to take care of her, I can only do this. During the day, I will book manuscripts, and at night, I will sell fans and noodles. But the market for booking manuscripts has become more and more popular as people get more and more popular.

There are more and more customers, and the sources of business are becoming more and more fixed. It is difficult for me to keep the same price as before. It even takes time and effort to write a draft, and the money I make is not as much as I sell fans."

"So Mr. Meng, I'm glad you can find me. I also want to resume my old career, but I can't ignore this girl. I can only say sorry to you here for making your trip in vain. This bottle of beer

, I invited you!"

After that, he filled another glass for himself and toasted to Meng Shu.

The latter just picked up the paper cup and touched it lightly with him.

"I did it, you can do whatever you want!"

Fang Yuancheng raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Meng Shu watched calmly from the side.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but quickly disappeared.

Just clinking glasses, there is a small detail.

Fang Yuancheng lowered his cup.

In the wine table culture, this is respect and has priorities.

This is Fang Yuancheng.

Treat him, Meng Shu, as a guest.

Meng Shu chuckled and took a sip from the paper cup. Then he picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, smiling.

"Mr. Fang Yuancheng, do you think this is a problem?"

Fang Yuancheng was stunned and suddenly looked at Meng Shu.

That look is self-evident.

Meng Shu picked up another peanut and threw it into his mouth. While chewing it, he took out his mobile phone.

Through the bright screen, there is a rather spectacular science fiction building above.

There are endless tall buildings standing there.

The light pollution of feasting and feasting lingers among them.

It looks like a future technological city.

But to use another word, it’s very cyberpunk-like!

Meng Shu placed his cell phone on the low table, not caring whether there was any oil stains on it.

Then he pointed at the original painting in front of him and spoke calmly.

"You have the ability."

Then, he took out a hundred-yuan note and placed it next to the mobile phone.

"And I have the money."

Meng Shu dragged the banknotes onto the phone, covering the cyberpunk-style city. He raised his head, looked at Fang Yuancheng, and smiled.

"I use this money to hire your abilities."

"As long as your ability is greater than this amount of money, then the problems you are worried about are not problems for me."

Fang Yuancheng was stunned on the spot.

Regarding the young entrepreneur in front of him, he felt a little shaken in his heart.

If you don't want to go back to your old career, that's impossible.

With his ability, it would be no problem to find a company for around 8,000 yuan per month, not to mention 10,000 yuan.

But now, because of the little girl, he can't leave her alone at home or at school.

She is only five years old. This will further alienate her from her father's love, as she already lacks maternal love. This is a bad thing for her as she grows up.

Besides, if something happens.

Then he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Meng Meng. What should we do if possible?"

Unknowingly, Fang Yuancheng's address to Meng Shu changed from Mr. Meng to Mr. Meng.

The latter nodded slightly and spoke slowly.

"Based on your ability, I can temporarily give you 10,000 yuan in the first three months. When you feel it is suitable, we can sign a ten-year contract with a monthly salary of about 35,000 yuan, paid annually. Other benefits are all in labor

In the contract, I don’t want to go into detail here.”

"In addition, you can work remotely from home for the time being. Because the company is too small now and there is not much space left. After the new company is renovated, you will need to go to work in the company. The new company is in Jichuang Industrial Park, not far from you.

, it takes about 40 minutes to drive. My food and accommodation are included, and I can rent you a room. You can also take your daughter with you to work, and I will give you an independent office."

"Provided that."

Meng Shu took the hundred-yuan note away from his phone and pointed at the cyberpunk city on the phone screen.

".Your sword is not old yet."

Fang Yuancheng pursed his lips and stared at his past works on his phone, lost in thought.

I don’t know if it was because I was moved by the scene or because of Mr. Meng’s words.

Now, after seeing this picture, he can still recall every detail of how he created it.

The entrepreneur in front of him put it in front of him, and he was confident that he could still do it!

After all, this was the guy he used to eat, and his expertise was engraved in his bones.

But he didn't know how to answer.

Bragging and saying it’s okay? Or being modest and low-key and saying it should be okay?

He wasn't sure.

For a moment, he was in trouble.

car?

He didn't.
To be continued...
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