After hearing this, Liu Chengcai pondered for a moment, and finally understood clearly: "Xiwen, I am willing to join Yujianju. When will I start working?"

"You can come to work at any time. If you need a rest, you can come to report at the latest in September. This office room will be used for you, and the best drawing computer will be prepared for you at that time.

In addition, we rented a house, and now only Qi Huanchang lives alone for the time being. Luo Xiaoyin will also move in at that time. If you are willing, you can live with them. If you are used to living alone, rent another house alone.

In addition, this job has no salary, but it is for food and accommodation, and we are all shareholders. After the "Xianyun" game is released and earns money, it will be divided according to proportion. After the studio is established for a year, you will decide whether to continue to be a shareholder or work for Yujianju. At that time, if you don't want to continue to be a shareholder, you will pay you a salary according to your monthly salary."

"I hope to rent a house alone, and there is no problem with the others." Liu Chengcai was very direct, "Tonight, I will go back to my hometown in Beijing, rest for half a month, and come to Yangjiang again at the end of August. Of course, I will not delay my work. When I am at home, I will finalize the original paintings of the "Xianyun" game, and of course you have to give me a printed script."

"Okay, welcome to join!" Jiangxi Wen stretched out his hand, and Liu Chengcai also stretched out his hand, and the two of them held each other tightly.

A sentence flashed in Jiangxi Wen's mind. The wheel of history began to turn again. This wheel had also turned several times. Jiangxi Wen was a little forgetful. When it turned last time, it was the moment when he and Qi Huanchang, Luo Xiaoyin, or IFL Wang shook hands.

Sending the Demon King away. Jiangxi Wen called Jinshan Company in Nanshen Market. Three months have passed. Qiu Bojun has not responded. There are too many things to be busy these days, and Jiangxi Wen almost forgot about the WPS incident.

At this time, he realized that the general managers always had to record the arrangements of things. Once there were too many things to do, it was easy to be out of order and forget what was more urgent and what could be pushed back.

"Sorry. Manager Lei happened to be not in the company."

"Where are you looking for Bojun?"

"Please, please? Do you have an appointment?"

"No..., thank you, goodbye!" Jiangxi Wen knew that the front desk switchboard would not receive the phone number to Qiu Bojun, so he simply hung up the phone. But he immediately dialed it again, and this time he directly entered the Jinshan Company General Office. "Is Qiu Bojun here? I am his old friend." Jiangxi Wen had to use extraordinary means to solve the problem.

"Mr. I'm sick and hospitalized. Who are you his old friend? What's the matter?"

"What, are you sick? Which hospital, I'll go see him."

"Nanshen First Hospital, who are you?"

"Oh, thank you. Goodbye." Jiang Xiwen nodded and hung up the phone.

I had no reply from Bojun. I must have not read the procedures he had sent to him, so I could just go to Nanshen.

No, or no! This mailing company is not even a matter of mailing. He usually has to make an appointment when answering a call. I am a child of my age, and I am afraid I don’t even have the chance to speak.

Besides, he is so busy with games now that he has to write novels. So when Fatty Qi comes back, he will ask him to travel to Nanshen and go directly to the hospital to visit Qiu Bojun.

The idea was made. This matter was temporarily understood. Jiangxi Wen called Liu Chong, Hainan, and explained the situation. Liu Chong asked to see the devil's drawings before he made a conclusion. However, he agreed to help Jiangxi Wen keep it confidential and would never leak the matter to the Taiwan Island. Since the young man in Aoye was dragging him down and refused to sign it, he would definitely not ask.

Next, Jiangxi Wen recorded all the things he had to do in the recent period into the computer and listed them in the order according to the urgency. Then he wrote a small program and saved these things into the small software, and hung them in the windows 3.2 system like a note.

That night, Fatty Qi brought Luo Xiaoyin from Modu to Yangjiang. The two of them transported Luo Xiaoyin's bulky music equipment all the way back. The freight van parked at the door of the office. When they were transported into the music room prepared for Luo Xiaoyin alone, the two guys were already sweating all over.

Qi Huanchang called Jiangxi Wen and told him to bring Luo Xiaoyin back. Jiangxi Wen took a taxi to the school.

Looking at the two guys who were almost exhausted, Jiangxi Wen laughed and said, "Thank you for your hard work, comrades. This leader invited you to have a midnight snack. I just had a meal with a world-class artist yesterday. Today I was having a meal with a world-class music producer. I really feel good about it."

"What art, Western culture, you have dealt with the Demon King?" Qi Huanchang's eyes widened, looking incredible.

"Of course..." Jiangxiwen looked in an understatement.

"Damn, you still have the same style as you are. The masts and oars are gone as you chat and laugh."

"Fatty, don't be arrogant." Luo Xiaoyin didn't know the Demon King, so she didn't ask much about it. He turned to Jiangxi Wen and smiled, "Chief is not working hard, please go eat seafood. I heard that Yueyangjiang has just opened a shark fin king this time."

Qi Huanchang followed and said, "Xiaoyin is right. For your sake, you must not save yourself."

Jiangxi Wen was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "You two guys have only known each other for so long, so I have a tacit understanding of the two. Okay, today the leader is in a good mood, so I will invite two seafood to come."

At this moment, Jiangxi Wen felt a sense of confidence in his heart that the talents he wanted were gathering together, and a great cause was right in front of him.

"Haha, thank you for your concern," Luo Xiaoyin said with a smile.

Qi Huanchang said proudly: "Xiaoyin, we must cooperate frequently in the future and extort this young leader more."

Jiangxi Wen looked at Qi Huanchang with a smile: "Fatty, you can eat seafood, but you still have to go out. I will go to Nanshen tomorrow and bring some of the programs I wrote in the WPS window version. When I got there, I bought some good fruits and went to the First Hospital to visit my uncle.

"Que Bojun? He is sick?" Qi Huanchang said suspiciously, "Have you not replied to the email I gave him last time?"

After asking two questions that he knew it, Qi Huanchang showed a bitter face and said, "You just have pity on my fat body. You have to go on a business trip when you come back."

"Isn't it good to help you lose weight?" Jiangxi Wen smiled.

"What, do you know Qiu Bojun?" Luo Xiaoyin was surprised. Qiu Bojun's reputation was much more surprising than that of the devil.

Jiangxi Wen smiled and said, "If you don't know me, you're ready to meet me and talk to him about business."

After hearing this sentence, Luo Xiaoyin's eyes widened even wider. Sometimes the behavior of this middle school student really made him unable to guess or understand it. It was as if when he first saw him, he suddenly sang the melody of that song.

"Xiaoyin, just get used to it more. This guy's brain may not even be as good as a computer." Qi Huanchang patted Luo Xiaoyin's shoulder.

"Do you still want to eat or not? If you don't leave, you will have no place." Jiangxi Wen ignored them and left the office with big strides: "Don't forget to lock the door if you come out in the end."

After a luxurious seafood meal, everyone went home to rest. Luo Xiaoyin liked to watch horror movies in the middle of the night. When watching the ground, she would occasionally hear two ghost howls, making fun of each other and never sleep all night.

The next morning, he had to take the panda eyes and board the train to Nanshen. Fortunately, it was a sleeper and there was still a floor to rest, otherwise he would have cried and called his parents.

Early the next morning, Qi Huanchang appeared at Nanshen Railway Station, where he went to college. He was very familiar with this city. Half an hour later, the fat man was already sleeping in a single room of a cheap and comfortable youth hostel. The real bed was more comfortable than on the train.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Huanchang appeared at the First Hospital of Nanshen City with the purchased fruit basket. After asking about the location of Qiu Bojun's ward, he soon arrived at the door of the ward.

The door of the single ward was open, and a middle-aged man sat on the bed, looking pretty in good spirits. He was focusing on the laptop in front of him, knocking on something from time to time.

It seems that it is not that difficult to see Qiu Bojun. Qi Huanchang thought in his mind and gently knocked on the door of the ward. Qiu Bojun seemed to have not heard it and continued to knock on the computer.
Chapter completed!