Qiu Shu listened attentively: "How do you say?"
"The two main games of Sufeng are of oriental aesthetic style. The market audience is mainly domestic and supplemented by foreign countries. Compared with the top game companies abroad, Sufeng has its uniqueness. Now, you are Do you want to throw away this uniqueness?"
"Feng Nie is a design master who came back from abroad. She has always been very ambitious. She wanted to surpass the achievements of the first and second generations, and also wanted to create a game that is popular all over the world. That's why she chose to follow the Western aesthetic style. globalization… "
Lu Mian narrowed her eyes.
"This is the disadvantage of wanting everything and being good at nothing. There is no game that can please all users. Feng Nie should not understand this truth."
Qiu Shu pouted, "She just wants to make some achievements, and she doesn't want to be compared."
Lu Mian didn't want to listen to these messy things, "Just say can you change it?"
Seeing that she didn't care about Sufeng, Qiu Shu made up his mind.
"It's not that you can't change it. If you return as the second-generation great god Sanqianyu, you can change the theme in minutes, and even the third generation can't say anything."
"Have you learned how to negotiate conditions?" Lu Mian curled her lips, her brows and eyes full of evil, arrogant and unruly.
"I..." A man in his thirties was so cowardly.
Lu Mian chuckled, "I don't like you. If you don't change it, don't change it. I will report you for leaking the content of the competition. Who is it that is difficult to end when I see it. You know, I am very good at reporting..."
Qiu Shu: ...
"This time, I can report to your prince, Xiao Qian." Lu Mian took out her mobile phone as she spoke.
Qiu Shu is completely convinced, this aunt is a master who cannot be provoked or calculated, and his little thoughts are all abused into scum in front of the boss.
"Okay, okay, I see, I'll go back and coordinate."
Qiu Shu left dejectedly.
Not only did he fail to invite Lu Mian this time, he was also assigned a new mission.
A generation of great god w was not found.
The second-generation great god Sanqianyu was not invited.
He had to talk to Sandai Fengni about changing the theme when he went back.
God, did anyone save the baby? !
Whoever helps him out of this predicament, he must be regarded as a reborn parent!
—
When Lu Mian returned to the hall, Lu Xi walked over.
"Mianmian, how do you know Director Qiu?"
"Just a casual acquaintance." Lu Mian restrained her evil spirit and smiled.
"Then why did he ask you? You wouldn't ask him for the theme of the competition, would you? Even if you know, don't tell me, I won't listen!"
Lu Mian: "..."
She shook her head helplessly, "No, he came to me just to let me... introduce him to someone."
"Ah?" This irrelevant topic is too weird.
Lu Mian opened her mouth and said, "He's in his thirties and hasn't had a girlfriend yet, so be anxious."
Lu Xi felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't refute anything, "Then it's unreliable for him to introduce someone to you. You are only young, and the friends you know are about the same age. He is really desperate to go to the doctor. Still Why don't you ask me to introduce him..."
Lu Mian looked up at him and smiled, "Brother, you don't even have a date."
Lu Xi: ...
The two brothers and sisters walked in while chatting.
Xiao Qimo, who hadn't seen Baby Mianmian for two hours and forty-eight minutes, deliberately went downstairs to ask for a chance encounter.
"Mianmian! Mr. Lu, what a coincidence."
Lu Xi was still sulking, and nodded not very enthusiastically, as a greeting.
Not too cold, but not too warm, just maintain a flat and alienated polite attitude.
Lu Xi led Lu Mian past Xiao Qimo.
"Mianmian, has he talked to you about Sufeng's two generations of great gods, the first generation w and the second generation Sanqianyu?"
"They..."
Before Lu Mian could speak, Xiao Qimo followed, and said with joy, "Mr. Lu wants to get acquainted with them?"
"No, no, I don't have that kind of luck."
Speaking of these two generations of masters, Lu Xi's attitude is obviously much better than when he heard that Xiao Qimo was the founder of Sufeng.
Lu Xi waved her hand shyly: "I'm just a small fan."
"Then who do you like better?"
As soon as Lu Xi finished speaking, there were two coincident voices beside him, a man and a woman asked this sentence almost at the same time.
He looked at Xiao Qimo, then at Lu Mian, and suddenly had the feeling of "the child is forced to ask whether he likes his father or his mother more".
Because of this subtle tacit understanding, Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo looked at each other, a little sweet.
"Cough." Lu Xi didn't bother to answer the question, she took Lu Mian's arm and walked upstairs, saying as she walked, "Mianmian, you are just too simple..."
Xiao Qimo watched them go upstairs with a smile, and he didn't look back until he could no longer see the brothers and sisters.
"Ye, Jin, Wen!"
The man almost gritted his teeth and called out the name.
"Here we come, Seventh Brother!"
The most miserable little leaf in the universe floated over like the wind, "Seventh brother, I have been actively cleaning the toilet! I will definitely let every brick in the toilet exude the fragrance of a single dog."
Xiao Qimo had forbearing veins on his forehead, he took several steps back, away from Ye Jinwen.
"Give you three days to settle this matter for me."
Ye Jinwen was about to cry, Brother Qi finally gave him a chance to make amends.
"Seventh brother, this is too simple! Do what you like!"
"more specific."
"Whatever Mr. Lu likes, you can just get it in front of Mr. Lu!"
Xiao Qimo seriously pondered the feasibility. Lu Xi said just now that he is a fan of the first and second generation gods, so he should like these two people very much, but he is not sure whether Lu Xi prefers the first generation or the second generation.
For a generation, it's easy to handle.
If it's the second generation, it's hard to say.
Xiao Qimo thought secretly in his heart, turned around and went upstairs with a cold face.
Ye Jinwen cried and shouted from behind: "Seventh brother, please help me say something nice to Xixi, Xixi came from the Red Sandalwood Pavilion and hasn't spoken to me for two hours and fifty-five minutes!"
A magnetic but cold voice came from the stairs: "No help."
"Seventh Brother, please don't hurt each other..."
—
Lu Mian followed Lu Xi upstairs, and Yeling heard the sound and came out of the room.
"Brother Mian! Hello, Mr. Lu!"
Lu Xi smiled slightly, "Hello."
"Brother, this is my good friend Yeling, let me say a few words to her."
"You talk." Lu Xi paused, "I came up with a creative idea here, you can come over and help me as a staff officer later."
"..." Lu Mian couldn't help but nodded, "Okay."
Lu Mian and Ye Ling leaned against the window in the corridor.
Ye Ling combed her long wavy hair, teasing: "Brother Mian, few people control you like that."
Lu Mian said "um", and the tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes when she lowered her head proved that she did not reject such a state.
"You." Ye Ling understood her mood, this was one of the few family affections Lu Mian had, and she enjoyed it very much.
Lu Mian didn't say much, but gave Ye Ling a serious expression.
"You do me a favor."
Ye Ling's expression froze, and then he became serious: "You say, you will go through fire and water, and you will do whatever you want!"