Bow down willingly as a child

"Bai Kangzhe, you knocked on the wrong door, come here quickly."

Zhang Yibiao in 705 could vaguely hear Bai Kangzhe's voice outside the door, and when he opened the door, he saw the boy standing at the door of the CEO's guest room, and hurriedly called him over.

The president's cold-faced male god, it would be bad if he didn't explain clearly which room Bai Kangzhe stayed in.

Bai Kangzhe hurriedly stopped chattering, cursing to himself why he got carried away with complacency, if Zhang Yibiao heard what he said just now, he really didn't know what he would think about his relationship with Shang Xuyan.

Rubbing his head, he walked up to Zhang Yibiao in embarrassment, flashed into 705, there was no silver 300 taels here and said, "I thought we lived in 705, no wonder no one opened the door after shouting for a long time."

Zhang Yibiao sneered mockingly, but did not expose Bai Kangzhe.

Although he didn't hear the rustling conversation between the two outside the door just now, it was definitely not about business. Shang Xuyan is a cautious person and would never talk about private matters in public.

Being able to chat for so long without discussing business shows that their relationship is unusual.

No wonder there were rumors that Bai Kangzhe was Shang Xuyan's distant relative before the company. It seemed to be true. Secretary Mo's behavior of scolding Bai Kangzhe was just to cover up people's eyes and ears.

"You've been sleeping for a long time. We've all had dinner."

Zhang Yibiao walked into the bathroom and came out with two boxes of meals, probably from starvation, Bai Kangzhe felt that the aroma of the food could be tasted through the lid.

"I packed a portion for you, and I don't know if you like it or not. There is no microwave in the hotel to heat it up, so I've been keeping you in the sink with warm water, and it probably hasn't cooled down yet."

Putting it on the table, Zhang Yibiao took apart the disposable chopsticks and handed them to Bai Kangzhe.

Bai Kangzhe walked over to take down the chopsticks in three steps, said thank you, and started to eat voraciously.

Halfway through eating, he suddenly thought of Shang Xuyan who stayed with him in the car, and asked, "Has the president eaten?"

"Eat it, don't worry, eat it while it's hot, take a shower and go to bed after eating, and start working early tomorrow morning."

"Well! Thank you, team leader!"

Zhang Yibiao looked at him softly, stretched out his hands to rub his hair and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat."

Bai Kangzhe shrank his head uncomfortably, the words that Shang Xuyan reminded him when he was separated from Shang Xuyan were in his ears.

Be careful with Zhang Yibiao.

What should be careful about him?He is very nice!

I really don't understand.

The next morning, I negotiated with several people from the university game design team at the hotel, and the other party offered 30 yuan for a terminal game that focused on male college careers.

In the afternoon, I negotiated with a local medium-sized game development company, and the other party asked for 50 yuan, which is a relatively common fantasy martial arts type end game.

After the conversation, they didn't spend much time with each other, but the three of them asked for a private room in the hotel for the convenience of the meeting.

"After listening to the design concepts and finished products of the two groups, what do you want to say?"

Shang Xuyan sat at the center of the private room facing the door, with an iPad in front of him, and Mo Yuwen's face was on the iPad.

They are having a teleconference.

Mo Yuwen's position is higher than Zhang Yibiao's, so she took the lead in expressing her opinion: "I think we should choose the company we discussed in the afternoon, because after all, this company has a long-standing foundation, and the quality and details of the game are far away from what they have made. It is much more refined than the student team, and other series that will be differentiated later will inevitably be more professional."

Zhang Yibiao did not agree with her statement. After Mo Yuwen finished speaking, he couldn't wait to put forward his personal thoughts.

"I think we should sign a contract with the student team. First of all, the fantasy martial arts games are already bad, and most of them are similar. I don't think their games are attractive. To make this kind of game, our development department will give them every minute. You make several identical versions, why spend 50 to buy them back? Secondly, the game designed by the university team fits the reality of life, and the game is more realistic, which is a good condition to attract players to keep playing.”

Zhang Yibiao started from the game itself, and Mo Yuwen was so angry that she wanted to curse, but because of Shang Xuyan, she had no choice but to shut up.

Both of them had different views, Shang Xuyan's splashed eyes glanced at Bai Kangzhe.

"What about you?"