In fact, Li Zongzheng's thoughts are a little too simple, or a little too serious.
Hao Yun was probably the first person to see Liu Qingfeng's black posts on "Game Island". At that time, he saw someone throwing dirty water on his company. Although he was very angry, he didn't really take that guy seriously.
Too high to reach
Regardless of whether you can climb it or not, is a portal website like Game Island, which has gradually become less popular, worthy of being compared with Yunmeng Group
Even if he said anything to this guy, he would feel disgusted.
But no matter what, Liu Qingfeng's venomous tongue this time really made Li Zongzheng angry. For him, who treats game design as an art or even a lifelong career, insulting his identity as a game designer is tantamount to insulting his personality!
After the meeting, each member of the Xuanyuan Sword Sky Trace project team seemed to be energized and devoted themselves to the work at hand.
For no other reason, even if it was just to win public opinion, they would slap those grandchildren in the face with the facts.
While Liu Qingfeng was still there, opening his mouth and biting as if possessed, Yang Hongfa, who was far away in Yanjing, finally couldn't withstand the pressure and applied for bankruptcy protection.
Not only was the release of the new game sluggish, but also the fact that almost the entire development team was poached, which made the Luohe culture that was already struggling to maintain even worse.
Instead of continuing to lose money like this, it would be better to file for bankruptcy protection.
As he bears limited liability, he may not have no chance of making a comeback.
At least…
Yang Hongfa thinks so himself.
Seeing that his allies in the same trench had surrendered, Liu Qingfeng of Yuyu Island could not help but feel a bit of sadness in his heart...
Time passes day by day, and the new year is over quickly.
Although the winter vacation was not over yet, Hao Yun, who was busy at home, got on the train back to Jiangcheng early after successfully obtaining his driver's license.
I haven't been to the company for a few days, and I don't know if his employees miss him.
When he came downstairs of Yunmeng Building, Hao Yun happened to see a short, thin, white-skinned young man standing at the door of the building, looking around with an uneasy expression. It's like he wants to go in but doesn't dare.
Hao Yun walked over and asked curiously.
"Are you here to find someone?"
"No, no," An Ming scratched the back of his head and said shyly, "I, I'm here to work."
"Working? What's your name?"
"An, An Ming!"
An Ming
No impression…
Probably a new employee.
Hao Yun glanced at him in surprise and then said.
"Then what are you doing here? Come in quickly."
Being asked so urgently, An Ming whispered in slight embarrassment.
"I don't know which floor Yunmeng Game is on."
Upon hearing this, Hao Yun immediately became happy and said with a smile.
"This is not simple. You can just ask the front desk."
This young man is too shy, like a big girl!
Seeing that he was embarrassed to ask for directions, Hao Yun shook his head and said.
"Forget it, I'll take you up anyway."
An Ming glanced at Hao Yun gratefully.
"Thanks!"
"You're welcome."
They are all our own employees anyway, so helping you is equivalent to helping myself.
Just when Hao Yungang was thinking this, two lines of light blue pop-up windows suddenly appeared on the young man's head.
[Talent: Comic Master]
[Potential value: 7]
Seeing these two lines of pop-up windows, Hao Yun was stunned.
Damn it
Or an expert
After passing through the lobby of the building, Hao Yun stood on the elevator with a shy An Ming.
Unable to hold back his curiosity, he asked.
"What do you do?"
Hearing this question, An Ming quickly answered.
"I'm the illustrator of Yunmeng Games! Actually, I haven't joined the job yet. Today is my first time here. I have to go through the joining procedures with Mr. Li later."
"Did Mr. Li recruit you to come here?"
An Ming smiled, nodded and said.
"Well, I was helping Hero Kill draw illustrations. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li personally found my downstairs and asked me if I wanted to come to work at Yunmeng Group, and then I came."
Unexpectedly, Li Zongzheng was also a man thirsty for talents.
Hearing what the big man with a potential value of 7 said, Hao Yun felt very relieved, nodded, and continued.
"Are you good at drawing comics?"
When he heard the word "manga", An Ming's face felt a little embarrassed again.
"I can't say I'm good at it... I did draw comics, but no one read them. Speaking of which, how did you guess that I could draw comics?"
"Guess."
Too lazy to make up an excuse, Hao Yun answered the question with two words and continued to ask curiously.
"Where did you paint it?"
"Neck scarf."
"A scarf? Can you draw comics there?"
"Yes, but I don't have many fans, so I just entertain myself."
Hearing this sentence, Hao Yun became even more interested.
"Can you tell me what you drew?"
"Is it a modern martial arts theme? It mainly tells the story of various schools of thought in the pre-Qin period."
"How specific?"
An Ming seemed not very good at talking about his works in real life. He scratched his head unconsciously with his right hand and said embarrassedly.
"To be more specific... it is the story of an orphan who was born in troubled times. During the pursuit of Qin assassins, he and his master depended on each other to survive. Finally, he defected to the Chu army and entered Xianyang. But I have only reached the beginning, and many things behind it are In terms of outline, we haven’t had time to expand on it yet.”
Although what An Ming said was ambiguous, Hao Yun frowned slightly after hearing it, wondering why he felt something was wrong.
This story…
Why does it sound so familiar
"Is your protagonist named Jing?"
"...Jing?"
Hearing this inexplicable question, An Ming was stunned on the spot. However, Hao Yun, who had an open mind, did not know how to get the energy. He poured out the fragments in his mind and asked urgently.
"That's... the descendant of Jing Ke! Does he have a friend named Xiang Yu, a master who learned swordsmanship from Gui Guzi, and a group of good buddies who are good at the Mo family's mechanism skills... I can't remember the details. , have you thought about whether there are any of these things?"
"No, it's not that complicated..."
An Ming looked at Hao Yun blankly and shook his head subconsciously.
However, after he chewed these words carefully, his eyes quickly brightened and he murmured excitedly to himself.
"Yeah, I didn't expect... to set the protagonist as a descendant of Jing Ke!"
There are also those masters who have learned swordsmanship from Guiguzi, the Mohist disciples who are good at machine arts, Xiang Yu in his youth...
These seemingly disorganized settings are surprisingly touching when mixed together.
Originally, his comics had been put on hold for a long time because the plot had reached a dead end.
Unexpectedly, after being given a few pointers by this senior, the plot that had already reached a dead end in his mind suddenly became clear, just like pressing the flush button.
An Ming's eyes were excited and he clenched his fists unconsciously. It was as if he wished he could go home and pick up a paintbrush to draw out the stories in his mind.
Seeing the inspired look on this guy's face, the more Hao Yun thought about it, the more he felt that he had seen what this guy painted somewhere, or that he had a sense of immediate sight.
However, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of any clues, so he simply spoke.
"Forget it, you won't be able to explain it if I keep asking... Later, you can push your bib account to me. I'm a little interested in that comic. If it's convenient, I'd like to know about it."
An Ming nodded excitedly.
"No problem! Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet—"
While talking, the elevator arrived at the floor.
As soon as the door opened, Li Zongzheng walked right in front of him.
Seeing Hao Yun standing with An Ming, he was stunned on the spot and blurted out with surprise on his face.
"Mr. Hao?!"
Hearing this from Mr. Hao, An Ming, who was standing next to Good Luck, had an even more exaggerated expression on his face. He took a half-step to the side with a look of disbelief on his face, his mouth opened and closed, and his voice stuttered.
"You, you are Mr. Hao?!"
Hao Yun touched his chin and gave him a strange look.
"yes."
There are still people who can't recognize themselves these days
How long has this guy not been online
After receiving the confirmed reply, An Ming stood there dumbfounded.
On his first day at work when he went through the onboarding procedures, it was Mr. Hao from Yunmeng Group who took him upstairs
In other words, the boss is actually by my side? !
this…
This is so incredible!