Later, An Ming discovered that his reaction at that time was indeed a bit exaggerated.
Unlike the new giant that monopolizes the gaming industry in his mind, the Yunmeng Group in reality is far more harmonious and friendly than he imagined.
It's not just the boss who takes him to the elevator who is approachable here.
Both senior executives and senior employees are very easy-going and easy to get along with at work.
An Ming couldn't believe this situation.
Although he is a homebody, it does not mean that he has no life experience. In fact, he also worked part-time in some companies before.
The reason why he didn't persist was not because he was not capable enough, but simply because his personality was incompatible with the people around him, and he was slowly excluded from the circle, and finally he chose to become a freelancer.
Perhaps because of its short history, Yunmeng Group is completely different from the companies he has worked for.
There is no strict boundary between superiors and subordinates here, and there will be no hard work left to him just because he is a newcomer, or any workplace pua.
In addition to different positions at work, everyone is equal in personality.
In addition, the most incredible thing to him is that everyone who works here is a talented person. Not only do they speak well, but their way of thinking about problems is completely different from some of the colleagues he has worked with before.
Generally speaking, it would be incredible to have two or three such people in a company, but everyone here is like that.
Although it was only a subjective feeling, An Ming felt that his feeling should not be wrong.
It is precisely because of this that he admires Mr. Hao more and more for the dragon that never sees its end.
To be able to bring so many experts together, Mr. Hao must be quite an expert even if we put aside the things that people on the Internet praise.
The 6th working day after the New Year.
As usual, An Ming came to the company to check in, walked to his desk, sat down, turned on the computer and started a new day of work.
At this time, the department head of the art department, Jiang Lexeng, came over and moved a chair to sit across from his desk.
Still not used to communicating with people face to face like this, An Ming said with a slightly embarrassed expression.
"What's the matter?"
Jiang Lecheng was used to being carefree and spoke directly to the point.
"There is something that the boss asked me to discuss with you. Do you think you are free now?"
"…What is it?"
"It's the comic on your scarf. Mr. Hao is very curious about the continuation of the story, so he wanted me to ask you if you are interested in continuing the story."
When he said this, Jiang Lexeng actually looked puzzled.
She had read the comic that Mr. Hao was talking about, but she didn't feel that it had any bright spots worth developing.
The idea of the entire comic is nothing more than the routine of traditional martial arts novels. At the beginning, a young man has a sword and carries a certain belief in bitterness and hatred, and then he is assassinated by a mysterious Qin assassin.
To be honest, she didn't understand why those assassins wanted to assassinate a young boy, and the method of assassination was very similar to that of the novice village goalkeeper who gave away experience.
As a reader who cares more about the logic of the plot than the fun, Jiang Lecheng feels that even if this thing is sent to fill the library of Heidegger comics, others may not be willing to accept it.
Not to mention the value of IP, what’s so good about this thing
All I can say is that the boss has a really good appetite!
Hearing the words of his immediate boss, An Ming had a surprised expression on his face.
"You mean...the boss wants me to finish the comic I posted on my scarf?"
"That's right." Jiang Lecheng nodded and continued, "He also said that the comics were quite good, and it would be a pity to end them like this. If you are willing to continue drawing, he is willing to fund your dream."
Fund my dream
An Ming was completely stunned this time. He didn't understand what this sentence meant for a while. After a while, he asked in a tentative tone.
"Mr. Hao means... to let me draw comics in the company?"
Isn't it appropriate to do personal work during working hours
"This is one of two options."
After a pause, Jiang Lexeng continued.
"Some time ago, our company established a fund to serve dreams, called Yunmeng Fund. Its purpose is to invest in all projects with dreams. If you sort out the outline of the comic and write it into something similar to a plan, and If you finally pass the review, you will not only have your own studio in Yunmeng Building, but you will also get financial support for the publication of comics and even the adaptation of animation and film and television works."
Damn it? !
I still get money for updating comics
An Ming was instantly excited and asked in a tone of disbelief.
"Is it really possible? Even comics like mine that have no readers at all—"
Jiang Lexeng shrugged and interrupted him.
"Why not? At least Mr. Hao still likes your comics very much."
When she said this, even she didn't realize that her tone couldn't help but take on a sour taste.
There is no way, this thing will hurt anyone.
If she hadn't drawn comics before, she would be digging holes now. No matter how good she is at not talking, at least she is somewhat confident that her painting is better than this guy's.
However, An Ming did not notice the sour taste. At this moment, he was completely immersed in this sudden happiness.
He didn't expect that there was such a magical company in the world. He felt so moved that he almost cried.
This statement may be a bit exaggerated, but it is his truest feeling at the moment.
An Ming only hates himself now. Why didn't he think of submitting a resume to Yunmeng Group in the first place? He didn't remember that there was such a company until the senior executives of his company came to visit him.
What a mistake!
After Jiang Lecheng left, An Ming opened Word on the computer at the speed of light, recalled the inspiration he had when communicating with Mr. Hao on the elevator, and typed out the first line of the outline—
It is said that at the end of the Warring States Period, wars continued, and then Qin destroyed the six countries, swept the world, and unified the Central Plains. However, although the war has calmed down, internal and external troubles have not stopped. There is a turbulent undercurrent under the order. The Xiongnu invades the territory in the north, and the remnants of the six countries have different intentions in the country.
At this time, the world's best swordsman Ge Nie and the son of his old friend Jing Ke embarked on a journey full of thorns to avoid being pursued by assassins sent by the King of Qin.
In addition to this main plot, Anming referred to Mr. Hao's imagination and added a series of settings such as the Hundred Schools of Scholars and the Six Kingdoms' Relics, and divided them into distinctive factions. It is integrated into the plot in the form of a "martial arts sect".
This is not only the collision between people and swords, but also the sparks caused by the collision of beliefs and beliefs, thoughts and thoughts!
The more settings were written in the outline, the brighter An Ming's eyes became.
Especially once the mind is opened, it cannot be stopped at all.
After finally finishing the entire outline, An Ming paused slightly with his index finger and gently rubbed the enter button.
Speaking of which, his protagonist does not yet have a name.
But at this moment, a sudden burst of inspiration from the depths of his brain made his eyes light up again.
Almost like a conditioned reflex, An Ming typed out the name that flashed through his mind.
Jing Tianming!
It's him!
At the same time, Hao Yun, who was sitting in the library of Jiangcheng University, sneezed without warning.
Ah sneeze!
Who is thinking about me again
After muttering, Hao Yun continued to focus on the book in his hand.
The class schedule for next semester has been sent out.
In order to make this semester as free as last semester, he planned to finish all the courses before officially starting...