Open your mouth and feed you candy

The other things don't matter. A game developed by Song Qingyang attracted Wen Wei's attention. He never thought that this popular game among teenagers was actually developed by Song Qingyang. His ability should not be underestimated, Wen Wei Licking the back molars and pondering, I don't know how valuable it is to give two opinions.

So Wen Wei was ready to be self-reliant, probably only Song Qingyang had that ability.

So Wen Wei went to the Internet cafe to play a few games.

Only then did he have the courage to go to Song Qingyang's company. Those who engage in scientific research are different. Wen Wei hardly sees any women. They are all gentlemen, without exception, wearing suits and leather shoes, glasses, and a little older. They all reflect the hardships and baldness of being a programmer.

"Hello, I'm looking for Song Qingyang." The handsome guy at the front desk looked up at him, and Wen Wei could tell from the amount of hair that he was an intern.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, but please can you call him for me, he should choose to see me when he hears my name, my name is Wen Wei."

After all, the intern was so foolish that he really made this call, but he hung up after half a minute, "I'm sorry sir, the boss told you to get out of here."

"..."

Not to mention slaps in the face, why is such a big boss so unqualified.

"Call one more, and I'll tell him."

The intern dialed the phone, and Wen Wei picked it up instantly, "President Song, don't be angry, it's me, Wen Wei, I'm in a hurry, please help me, just give me a few minutes."

Song Qingyang leaned on the seat, holding the phone in his left hand, scrolling the mouse with his right hand, and staring at the computer screen, "Mr. Wen, why did the call come to me, shouldn't it be Yi Han or Feng Lin?"

Wen Wei's flattering tone reached his ears through the phone, "President Song, don't be like this, you are a technician, you are different from them."

Song Qingyang raised the corners of his lips, and turned the pen in his hand leisurely, "You can come up, but that intern has to go." How could Wen Wei have the heart to mess up other people's work just because of his own crap Well, he is also the ordinary person struggling at the bottom of the society, it is too wicked to compare his heart with his heart.

"Forget it then." Song Qingyang was about to speak again when Wen Wei actually hung up the phone!Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Song Qingyang was quite speechless. It seemed that his so-called urgent matter was not urgent at all.

Wen Wei turned around and left lonely. He also prepared a lot of drafts in an attempt to persuade Song Qingyang, but he didn't expect that this guy didn't even give him a chance to meet.

He stood at the entrance of the company and took a taxi, and the intern quickly chased him out, "Mr. Wen, wait a minute, the boss let you in." Wen Wei couldn't figure out what the psychology of these big bosses was, as if going through such a procedure would make more money Like a piece of meat.

Wen Wei quite likes to complain. After complaining, he still faces everything with the fullest attitude. He took the elevator to the top floor. He has to admit that Song Qingyang's company is serious and rigid. The top-level computer equipment that can be seen everywhere is simply The most high-end Internet cafe.

He knocked on the door, and heard Song Qingyang's deep voice, "Come in." Wen Wei pushed the door open and walked in. Song Qingyang's desk was as big as a bed, surrounded by six computers, and the pure black desk There is an emerald green prickly pear, which finally adds some color to the office. He is wearing glasses and typing on the keyboard with a solemn face.

"You sit first."

Wen Wei didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing his work. For a while, there was only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard in the office. Song Qingyang pressed the save button, leaned on the seat and looked at Wen Wei.

"looking for me?"

Wen Wei sat closer, "Song Qingyang, if it's the monitoring data from a few years ago, how sure are you that you can recover it?"