I call the shots on my map [Interstellar]

Song Chenyun, who had just woken up and was still a little dazed, became refreshed instantly after seeing the message received by the light brain, but then he became a little worried again.

Although this is the first reply he has received about designing a map, according to the information he found before, don't ordinary formal virtual arenas directly use certified official communication numbers when making relevant replies?

This not only appears to be a standard operation, but also prevents those who are interested in taking advantage of loopholes and being deceived.

But the message Song Chenyun received did not have the official certification mark of Lu's virtual arena. Could it be that he happened to meet a liar?

Thinking about it this way, Song Chenyun thought about his choice of words, and then replied: [Hello, I am the designer of the Weeping Willows by the Lake. Can you provide your work certificate first? 】

Although it seemed impolite to ask directly, it was better than finding out that the other party was unreliable after communicating with the other party first.

After sending the message, Song Chenyun got up from the bed and went to clean his body first.

The environment here is very different from the environment he lived in before. Since there is no water, everyone has to rely on cleaning equipment to clean their bodies.

Although Song Chenyun was a little uncomfortable with this, from the perspective of cleaning, the cleaning device here is obviously more effective, and it can completely remove dirt from all aspects of the body without your hands.

After cleaning his body, Song Chenyun turned on the light brain and took a look, and found that the other party had replied, so he opened it casually, and then his eyes widened instantly.

[Sorry, I'm not an official employee of Lu's Virtual Arena, I want to discuss the map with you in my own name, is that okay? 】

Below this content, there is also a personal identification picture attached, and what shocked Song Chenyun was this identification picture.

The owner of this identity verification picture turned out to be Lu Wei!

In other words, the person who sent me a message last night was Major General Lu Wei, whom the original owner had admired for a long time? !

Although Song Chenyun knew that Lu Wei was one of the owners of Lu's virtual arena, as a major general of the army, shouldn't he be mainly busy with the affairs of the army?

And I just delivered a map that I don't know if I can pass it. How could I be contacted by this person?

But this identity authentication picture can't be fake, so what's going on?

For a moment, Song Chenyun was shocked and puzzled, but he didn't dare to waste any more time, because he had to go to work today.

Taking a deep breath, Song Chenyun replied: [Of course. 】

The other party replied quickly, and went straight to the topic: [Thank you, Mr. Song, can you briefly introduce this picture of weeping willows by the lake to me? 】

Song Chenyun thought about it for a while, and described it slightly vaguely: [This map is actually a scene I once dreamed about. Because I thought it was very unique, I wanted to make it into a map so that more people can see it.

In my understanding, there should be a silent lake in the center of the map, which is a kind of magical liquid that can submerge many things.The one that grows by the lake is a living object, but it cannot move freely like the fish in the lake. 】

This was originally just an excuse Song Chenyun came up with, but for Lu Wei who had just dreamed of that map last night, this passage possessed some kind of magical power.

[Lake surface, swimming fish, this is indeed a very good definition, do you often dream about them? 】Lu Wei replied.

For Song Chenyun, this should be a good opportunity to pave the way. He replied seriously: [Occasionally, I have some strange dreams. Apart from the scenery in this map, there are other things, but some are still clear. Some are very vague. 】

Probably because he realized that this topic has little relevance to the map, or he is not very interested in Song Chenyun's description, this time Lu Wei's reply did not continue to extend, but brought the topic back: [Mr. Is the virtual arena signed? 】

Song Chenyun replied immediately: [Of course. 】Otherwise he would not have delivered the map.

Lu Wei's next reply startled him: [I'm not talking about signing a map, but Mr. Song directly signed a contract with Lu's Virtual Arena to become our exclusive map designer. 】

Song Chenyun was a little confused.

You must know that the contracted map designer of Lu's Virtual Arena, especially the exclusive map designer, is the dream of countless map designers!

The exclusive map designer of Lu's virtual arena represents not only a steady stream of financial resources, but also the praise of the whole star, the admiration and support of countless people!

Although Song Chenyun didn't feel that deeply about this, he was quite shocked. He obviously only delivered a map with a small layout. How could he be qualified to be the exclusive map designer of Lu's virtual arena? ?

Could he still be dreaming?

Or, this Lu Wei is actually someone else pretending to be?

Just when Song Chenyun was dazed and thinking wildly, the other party sent another message.

[What I prepared for Mr. Song is an A-level signing plan. We will not interfere with Mr. Song's map design work in any way, and will try our best to meet all your needs.

In addition, we will vigorously promote each map of Mr. Song, and the revenue sharing ratio is 8:2, and Mr. Song gets [-]%.In addition, Mr. Song can raise any other requirements. 】

The conditions were so generous that Song Chenyun felt more and more that he might be dreaming.

Isn't Lu's virtual arena considered the number one virtual arena in the interstellar world?

Isn't the exclusive map designer of Lu's Virtual Arena known as the pinnacle of the map design industry?

I haven't officially started on the road yet, so it's impossible to reach the peak all at once, right?

But this kind of good thing is right in front of him, even if there are many doubts in his heart, Song Chenyun doesn't want to let it go.

After thinking about it, he came up with a more secure method: [Can we meet to discuss the signing of the contract in detail? 】

Through the optical-brain connection, what can't be seen or touched always makes Song Chenyun feel a little confused, and it's safer to talk face-to-face.

This time, the reply from the other side was sent a little later: [Okay, when is Mr. Song free? 】

Song Chenyun glanced at the time, and replied: [I still have to go to work today, and I get off work at about [-] pm, can we meet at my residence at [-] pm tonight? 】

Even if he really signs a contract with Lu's Virtual Arena, Song Chenyun is not sure whether his map can really make money. In order to survive, the work that should be done now is still to be done.

The other party replied quickly: [Okay, I am looking forward to meeting Mr. Song. 】

At the end of the conversation, Song Chenyun quickly drank a pack of nutritional supplements and hurried out.

Although Lu Wei's information had a big impact on Song Chenyun, he still had to restrain his mind and work hard when working.

However, I don't know if it's bad luck or some other reason. Today, another employee who is adjacent to Song Chenyun suddenly showed extra enthusiasm and has been looking for opportunities to communicate with Song Chenyun. Even though Song Chenyun showed obvious alienation, he still not so useful.

Just when Song Chenyun was considering whether to ask the supervisor to help with this matter, the lunch break finally came.

Song Chenyun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that temporary colleague came over again: "What are your plans for noon? How about we rest together."

Song Chenyun almost couldn't help rolling his eyes: "No need, I'm not used to resting with others."

However, the other party was not discouraged, and instead became more enthusiastic. Song Chenyun had no choice but to say clearly: "Sorry, can you stay away from me? I want to be quiet for a while."

Hearing such straightforward words, the other party walked away with an embarrassed expression.

Song Chenyun originally thought that the effect of this sentence would last forever, but when he was working in the afternoon, the other party unexpectedly started to behave again.

"Brother, can you do me a favor?" The colleague licked his face again and walked in front of Song Chenyun.

Song Chenyun really wanted to seal this person's mouth now, but he directly refused with a cold face: "Now is working time, if you continue to interfere with other people's work like this, I will report it directly to the supervisor."

The other party's face changed, and he said with some displeasure: "I just want to ask you for a small favor, why are you showing such an attitude?"

Song Chenyun replied without changing his expression: "I think you should be the one with a problematic attitude. Talking about irrelevant gossip during working hours, and even deliberately disturbing your colleagues' work, is this your work attitude?"

And for some reason, Song Chenyun always felt that there was something wrong with this person's attitude. Yesterday their work positions were adjacent, but he didn't say a word to him.

But after just one night, why did this person's attitude change so much?

But no matter what this person is going to do, Song Chenyun can't make him do what he wants, and he has to find a way to figure out what this person is going to do.

Seeing Song Chenyun's resolute attitude, the other party was also a little timid, and after muttering something in a low voice, he returned to his job.

In the following time, this person didn't come to talk to Song Chenyun again until he got off work on time at six o'clock.

According to the previous plan, Song Chenyun planned to go home directly, after all, he had made an appointment with Lu Wei before.

But because of what happened today, Song Chenyun did not leave in a hurry, but quietly followed after the colleague who had behaved abnormally before left.