Number One Game Designer

As a passer-by in this world, Fang Xi has always had a sense of alienation from the world, but this year the sense of alienation is a little weaker than in previous years.

On the one hand, it may be because I already have a large enough foundation in this world. This foundation is equivalent to my coordinates in this world, and is equivalent to my "anchor" in this world. realism.

On the one hand, it may be because he is now lying in Lu Wanqi's arms, the nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, and he doesn't think about anything else.

"Shall I go to your house for Chinese New Year this year?"

Lu Wanqi's face was a little red, and she still felt shy to talk about this topic.

"Go, why don't you go? My parents have asked me several times when I will take you back." Fang Xi was lying down and playing with his mobile phone. Five million, Weibo is quite satisfied with the frenzy caused by Hongyi, and sent an intention of in-depth cooperation. However, after thinking about it, Boss Fang also felt that there were too few fields that overlapped with Weibo and his own game making, so the cooperation intention was put aside for the time being.

Weibo didn't think it was disobedient either, for them, Hongyi's traffic this time was enough for them to have a good year, and now they can do it by letting the operation of Weibo call Fang Xi his father, so Hongyi treats them The cold treatment is just a trivial matter.

And what attracts the most attention recently is that the annual koi will be announced in three days, so many silly netizens who dream of falling from the sky have already begun to bathe and burn incense, and then offer daily prayers for Fang Xi's longevity brand. Fang Xi was also quite speechless.

"But, we're not engaged yet, isn't it because the woman went to the man's house too many times before marriage..." Lu Wanqi hesitated.

After all, Beiyang City is still a small city. According to the customs of the older generation, if the man and woman are not yet married, if the woman comes to the door many times on her own initiative, she will be stabbed in the back.

"What kind of thing is this?" Fang Xi shook his head, Lu Wanqi was fine with everything, but she cared about other people's opinions on some things.

"If you're not happy about this, whoever said that, I'll just buy his house and ask them to move out of town tomorrow."

Listening to Fang Xi, the "dominant president", Lu Wanqi couldn't laugh or cry, but the tension caused by it disappeared, and the two quietly enjoyed the limited leisure time of two people throughout the year.

Some people are leisurely and others are busy.

Walking out of the Long Beach International Airport, Chen Yu looked at the big sun in Los Angeles and was a little helpless. He originally planned to take advantage of the half-month vacation to go back to meet his parents and take the two elders out to have fun, but it turned out that Su Luo spent a lot of time on the road with a phone call. Fly to Los Angeles this afternoon.

In the end, why didn't Su Luo say anything, but just said that it was something important for him to come quickly. Chen Yu heard that it was something important and wanted to report it to Boss Fang Xifang, and then he was bloodied by Su Luo's mother over the phone and said: If he hadn't come here immediately, he, Chen Yu, would have been Su Luo's enemy for the rest of his life.

"In the end, I couldn't even see the person who picked up the plane."

Chen Yu went out of the airport to observe for a long time, neither was there a sign with his name on it, nor was he holding a sign that said Hongyi or Xuanniao Studio, so he had no choice but to take a taxi by himself, but fortunately he knew that Xuanniao The studio is located in Los Angeles, and you can go there by yourself.

Entering the Xuanniao studio, Chen Yu also found that the atmosphere was a bit wrong. He had been here twice, but when he asked if Su Luo was there, the young girl at the front desk looked at him, which made Chen Yu flustered for no reason, as if he had encountered a natural enemy. .

"Am I not dressed well?" Chen Yu asked, and looked himself up and down by the way.

"No." The girl at the front desk held back a smile and said, "President Su is in the office on the third floor. Director Chen, you have been here before, so I won't take you there."

Chen Yu nodded, took his temporary pass and walked into the elevator, but before the elevator closed the door, he seemed to hear whispering voices:

"That's Director Chen?"

"That's the lucky one?"

The elevator quickly reached the third floor, and Chen Yu had a different impression from the last time he came here.

The third floor was quiet, and all the workstations were empty, which made Chen Yu puzzled:

Fang Xi's double holidays seem to be only for China. Is there a holiday here in Los Angeles? With doubts, he knocked on Su Luo's office door.

"Enter." The voice trembled a little, which confused Chen Yu.

Su Luo, who came into view, was not wearing the OL outfit she was familiar with. She stood in front of the window dressed as if she was going to a dinner party. She didn't wear makeup but was still full of charm. Looking back and smiling, Chen Yu lost his mind:

"Chen Yu, let's get married."

Clear Chinese characters.

Clear Chinese.

The voice was not loud, but Chen Yu's eyes went blank for an instant, and he staggered a little.

The conversation between Lu Wanqi and Fang Xi, who were still lying together, was still going on.

"A lot of people in Haifang may be broke after the Chinese New Year." Speaking of this, Lu Wanqi was a little gloating, which made Fang Xi very curious:

"what happened?"

"I won't tell you, you'll know when the time comes." Lu Wanqi blinked mischievously, and decided to keep it a secret.

...

For Sun Daxing, who works in building materials, Chinese New Year has always been painful and joyful.

For those related to their projects, Chinese New Year is equivalent to going door-to-door to collect bills like a grandson or above. If there are too many bills collected, there will always be dead debts. If the project is lost, then the person disappears without a trace. , there was only an orphan and a widow at home as a gatekeeper, which made Sun Daxing lose a little interest in celebrating the New Year.

It only takes three or two dead accounts like this to dispel Sun Daxing's enthusiasm for a long time, but fortunately, this year's luck is not bad, 31 accounts, the fast ones were directly handed over in cash, and the slow ones also promised to arrive within three days. .

This is probably also the benefit of being creditworthy when you come out to do business. Those who say they can pay back will definitely be able to pay back.

The car was parked outside the bank, and Sun Daxing happily counted a box full of cash in the car. He was a big bastard, and he couldn't say "money is a string of numbers to me". For him, who was born in elementary school, making money is basically the biggest vision in his life, and these hot banknotes are the best merit for him.

Carrying a box of money in, it took only ten minutes to exchange the box of money into a line of numbers on his account after walking through the VIP channel. They are all masters who want money, but this year, if they are not short of money, they are not short of that little New Year's money.

"Old Chen, exchange some new banknotes for me, the New Year's money." The manager of this bank has dealt with Sun Daxing many times, and he is an acquaintance for a long time.

The manager called Lao Chen put a habitual smile on his face, then thought about it and said:

"Then give you 10,000 yuan in cash? If it's not enough...Brother Sun, do you know that a game maker has released a software called 'Scan', which can directly send red envelopes, which is popular among young people now. "

"How about I teach you how to use it?"