Plural Apostles

"Wake up... wake up... Hill!"

Hill raised her head buried in her hands in a daze, she raised her small hands and rubbed her eyes, and looked sleepily at Siegfried in a suit standing in front of her: "Oh...is the meeting over yet? ?”

"It's over, my little secretary." Siegfried raised his hand and knocked on the table, and the crisp sound finally brought Hill back to his senses, "It's time to go back to the office, and I'm going to be busy."

"Um……"

Back in the office, Siegfried started to deal with the accumulated documents. Usually he would finish them all in one go, and then call the relevant people to give instructions in person, but now it is more convenient to have a secretary by his side, so he can directly ask her to help Just run errands to deliver files and receive reports.

Hill ran up and down to deliver things, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

"The matter is almost settled, let's see what other people can submit." Siegfried looked at his watch, "Hill, how about treating you to lunch?"

Hill rolled his eyes and nodded: "Okay."

"Yeah." Siegfried opened the mobile app and ordered two takeaways directly, "The takeaways will be delivered downstairs later, you go and get them... What's wrong?"

Hill looked at Siegfried rather speechlessly: "I thought I was going to have a big meal."

"It's just a lunch, as long as you can eat enough, the taste is not too bad." Siegfried said without changing his face, "I asked you to have a good meal yesterday, and it is often a big meal that tends to dull the sense of taste." of."

"Hmm... okay." Hill scratched his head, "That Siegfried, can I ask you a question?"

Siegfried said with a smile: "Are you sure you want to ask me a question?"

"To be precise, sister Bronya wants to ask you a question."

"Tell me."

"What is your aspiration?"

"...Dream?" Siegfried was stunned for a moment, asking himself what does this question mean?He rubbed his chin for a while, then replied with a smile, "My dream is to make money."

This time it was Hill's turn to be stunned for a moment, she hadn't expected Siegfried's answer to be so solid.

"Make money? How much money is your dream? There must be a limit, right?"

Siegfried said with a smile: "People always have dreams in life, so my dream is to make money until I die of old age."

"..."

Hill frowned and was entangled in making money until he died of old age?Doesn't that mean that this world of mental imagery will not end until Siegfried dies of old age?No, there must be something wrong with it. Even if Siegfried is telling the truth, the end of this world of mental imagery must have other impacts... Like Sister Bronya said, let the trajectory of reality development be different from that of Siegfried. To prove Siegfried's determination to "want to make money"?

"Then... are there any phased goals?"

Siegfried thought for a while: "For example, can the game I developed become a hit?"

Hill was troubled for a while, and said, "Well... okay! Let's change the question, why did you choose the game industry to make money?"

What are you doing, little guy, life survey failed?

Siegfried couldn't understand what Hill was thinking, but there was nothing wrong with answering this kind of question casually: "Of course the game industry is very profitable, entertainment is something that conforms to people's instincts. No matter what time it is, the entertainment industry is very profitable. A profitable industry, especially in this era of popular technology..."

"Is that so?" Hill scratched his head, a little strange, "But why does the game industry make so much money?"

"It is said that it is entertainment that complies with human instincts... A person's life is very short, decades to hundreds of years, the first 20 years or even more than 20 years, under normal circumstances people have to keep learning and learning, and when they get practical results , It’s usually in the second half of life, but entertainment is different, and games are different.” Siegfried squinted his eyes slightly, “You can see the experience increase by fighting a monster, and you can see the gains in an instant by swiping a dungeon. Seeing the numbers actually go up, it's immediate feedback and experience."

"Sense of accomplishment, satisfaction, vanity, etc., in most cases, people who can endure and calculate gains and losses often go further than those who are greedy for enjoyment, but it is human nature to be greedy for enjoyment and play with things. So...in ancient times, being able to visit kilns, playing with flowers, birds, fish and insects, playing with gold, jade and strange stones, and being able to play games in modern times, these things that follow human instincts mean that you can make money."

Siegfried shrugged: "However, if you want to make money, you have to show your skills. After all, there are so many people who want to make money. It depends on who can grasp the psychology of consumers and formulate reasonable strategies. Of course, at this level, it is business. level of competition."

Hill scratched his chin: "Siegfried, are you interested in making a game that promotes justice?"

"Who would play that kind of game... If justice is about violent action, it's okay."

"Then are you interested in making a game about becoming a teacher?"

"Talk about the relationship between teachers and students, is it the kind of strategy for students?"

"...What about the one that talks about humanistic care and social philosophy?"

"Don't be ridiculous, who knows how to play, and even if you really make an interesting game according to your ideas, the audience will definitely not be many. Maybe it will be praised as a masterpiece in the small circle, but it won't make much money in terms of profit." Zieg Fei Fan rolled his eyes, "I said, are you here to give me bad ideas?"

Hill didn't speak, but his little face was contemplative. Is this Siegfried's concept of life like this?Make money... alas?Why does it feel so similar to Siegfried's father's character?Just like his mother and grandfather commented, he is a layman...

"Well, what do you want to do after you make money?"

"What do you want to do after making money? Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course, life is better." Siegfried yawned, "Look at me now, I have a car and a house to live in, and I have a lot of employees. I want to buy I can buy whatever I want, I can eat whatever I want, and it’s not impossible to travel around the world when I’m interested... But I’m not very interested in those things. It’s enough to meet the standards for basic necessities, food, housing and transportation. If it’s too much, I always feel It doesn't make much sense."

"If you want to say what you really want to do... well, it's just a pity to prove that I am richer than my father."

Hill slapped his palm and pointed at Siegfried, his voice was clear and powerful: "You need a wife!"

Siegfried looked expressionlessly at the phone that rang suddenly, and raised his chin towards the door: "Go, the takeaway is here."

Chapter 820 The Four Faces

Hill ran downstairs, found a takeaway from the company's front desk, and then ran back upstairs.

"Siegfried, you haven't answered me yet!" Hill put the takeaway on the table and asked persistently, "Don't you think you lack a wife?"

"What's on my mind, little girl, all day long?"

Siegfried took his takeaway, opened the disposable chopsticks, and said jokingly: "Could it be that you still want to recommend yourself as a pillow mat? Don't, don't, I'm not interested in a little girl like you."

And God knows what you're up to.

"Aren't you going to get married?" Hill sat across from Siegfried, and opened her takeaway box. She looked like a pyramid scheme... oh no, a salesman, "I have a good candidate here, Siegfried Do you want to think about it?"