The strongest game production method

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Among the people Yu Hanguang usually dealt with, Zou Haiyao's mid-level boss had the strongest aura. At this moment, Fu Mingyue, who had a full-level experience and technical aura, could not resist.He was shocked at the moment, his hands were sweating, and even the handle of the treadmill was wet by him.

He wiped his forehead and said anxiously: "It's not a game project, no, it's a game but not all games. What we're making is a medical game, or a medical game, Mr. Fu, listen to me..."

"Who told you to come here to find me?" Fu Mingyue interrupted him directly, and walked to the rehabilitation stretching machine.

Yu Hanguang was overwhelmed by his calm and prestige, his brain was stunned, his thinking was almost stagnant, and he opened his mouth without thinking: "Senior Brother Cheng Jing, oh, it is Master Huicheng from Yuanshan Temple. He only said you I like fitness and eating hot pot, I came to the gym only after taking a gamble."

"This old boy Huicheng actually returned to Yizhou." Fu Mingyue raised her eyelids.

Following this movement, a few shallow forehead lines appeared on his forehead: "Is he your brother? He also told you that I like to eat hot pot?"

Only then did Yu Hanguang realize what nonsense was uttered in his mouth just now, and he stopped on the treadmill and cursed himself secretly.Unexpectedly, the running belt under his feet was still rolling, and he almost fell backwards in the flat sand and falling wild goose pose.

Fu Mingyue wiped off her sweat, looked at the embarrassed big horse monkey in front of her, and raised her arm to look at her watch: "I only have time from 12:30 noon to [-]:[-] today."

"Hot pot restaurant, you decide."

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At the entrance of the hot pot restaurant on Sunday, the number of diners almost occupied most of the curb.Wei Bo also stayed by his mobile phone all morning. After receiving Yu Hanguang's message, he booked a high-end box with a minimum consumption at the speed of light, and he was able to sit in it nervously at this moment.

The hot pot restaurant he and Yu Hanguang chose had been there a long time ago—for no other reason, because the rice wine paired with ginger plums was impressive.

Fu Mingyue is from Jingzhou, the capital, so rice wine in the Jiangnan area must not be common, and he is a middle-aged uncle, even if he doesn't like this one, he can still leave a good impression.

Choosing here also has his own selfishness.At the beginning, he was devastated by the plagiarism of "99", but it was in this hot pot restaurant that he and Yu Hanguang came up with a solution.

This is their blessed land.

"Mr. Fu, please come in." Yu Hanguang opened the door of the box and said with a smile, "My surname is Yu, and my name is Yu Hanguang. This is mine...my former colleague Wei Bo. Your time is precious, let's order the dishes first , so that you don’t have to wait too long. You still have dishes to add, so feel free to bring them up.”

Fu Mingyue didn't really appreciate Yu Hanguang's hospitality. After sitting down, she wiped her hands with a hot towel and squinted her eyes. There was something in her words: "Actually, no one who makes you wait too long will choose you in the end."

Yu Hanguang choked back the compliment that had slipped to his lips.

... Big brother, this person who can answer quickly, stands still.

Wei Bo got up to pay his respects, but accidentally turned over the hot towel and dropped it on the ground.When he lowered his head to pick it up, he realized that Fu Mingyue, a dignitary in the investment industry, was actually wearing black homemade shoes with double layer bottoms under his cotton and linen trousers.

If Yu Hanguang hadn't told him that Boss Fu was going to the Ritz Carlton today, he would have thought that the chubby-cheeked and kind uncle in front of him was a village secretary who had just finished harvesting grain in some commune.

At the same time, he immediately understood - Fu Mingyue's acting style was weird, and it might not be so easy for today's dinner to end smoothly.

The waiters have already served the dishes and drinks one after another.When Yu Hanguang saw the red oil boiling, he poured wine for Fu Mingyue and said, "Boss Fu, try the hairy belly first. This is the shop's signature. After it's put into the pot, it's agitated; hey, this taste!"

Wei Bo hurriedly placed the Maodu plate in front of Fu Mingyue.

Fu Mingyue smiled, and was caught off guard by the attack: "No need, don't dig out your heart and lungs, I don't eat offal."

Yu Hanguang: "..."

Wei Bo: "..."

This is really unacceptable.

The heat mixed with capsaicin rushed to Yu Hanguang's face, his neck and cheekbones were steamed red like a crab, but his heart became colder and colder.

But I still tried to save it: "Mr. Fu, the rice wine here is the most unique in Yizhou..."

"Xiaoyu, let me call you Xiaoyu," Fu Mingyue didn't add any seasoned preserved fruit to the rice wine, but drank it down in one gulp with familiarity, "Tell me about your medical game project."

Yu Hanguang's heart became bright again, his eyes lit up a few degrees, he took out the headset sample that had been prepared for demo, and introduced all the project introductions that he had memorized thousands of times in his heart: "Mr. Fu, we love dreams. The game intends to be a B-end project of hardware + game + medical treatment. The core of the project, or the underlying logic of the project, comes from [exposure therapy] in the field of psychiatry. The scenes of their negative psychological reactions are made into VR games, stimulating users to face the past…”

Fu Mingyue actually laughed.

What does he mean?

This is really unexpected.

Unexpectedly by the two of them, Fu Mingyue's eyes suddenly swept around the box: "Xiao Yu, Xiao Wei, in your opinion, what is the selling point of this hot pot restaurant?"

Wei Bo frowned in surprise, and quickly said: "Fresh ingredients, home-like service."

Fu Mingyue's face softened slightly, and she held up the snowflake-glazed ceramic wine bottle to look at it: "Then what do you think of this bottle of wine? Why is it attractive to you?"

Yu Hanguang felt that he had seen Fu Mingyue's tricks and became more confident, so he said confidently: "Everything about it, including packaging, taste, and drinking methods, all point to a clear target user - 30 to [-] years old young people."

Fu Mingyue nodded, and the forehead lines stretched out: "The better the project, the simpler and clearer the business model. One of the necessary conditions for our Zhongtian Capital investment project is to be able to explain its selling point in one sentence. So good , Tell me the selling point of the Ameng Game project, in one word."

Yu Hanguang was stunned from the neck to the spine when he was asked.

I really didn't think about this.

Fu Mingyue withdrew her smile, and glanced sharply at Yu Hanguang: "You are very smart."

"Since you are so smart, you should know that I voted for this hot pot restaurant and this rice wine brand."

Yu Hanguang: "!"

Wei Bo: "..."

I really do not know this one.

"Aimeng's project, Zhongtian doesn't consider it." Fu Mingyue got up and brushed off the burlap pants, and was about to walk towards the door, but then she paused, but turned her head back.

Wherever he looked, everything seemed to be a head shorter than him: "Xiao Yu, Xiao Wei, you both lured me here under the name of Cheng Jing, and you deliberately arranged the meeting address in the store I invested in, so that you can meet me." I drink the rice wine I invested in, so smart."

"Beware of being clever and being misunderstood by cleverness, just like Yang Ye, who loved dream games when you were back then."

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Fu Mingyue left without saying goodbye with a face full of anger.Yu Hanguang and Wei Bo lost face, but felt that the steaming red oil hot pot was like a huge mouth of an abyss, swallowing up their long-standing enthusiasm; after a few mouthfuls of hot pot, two frosted eggplants Go out and rush back.

Yu Qiezi drank two sips of rice wine in depression just now, unable to drive, and could only helplessly slump on the passenger seat.He thought about the complete defeat just now, and the depression and mania in his eyes couldn't stop: "He Fu Mingyue pulled a hammer! It's hard to find three-legged toads, and two-legged toads are everywhere."

Wei Qiezi knew that he was angry at his incompetence, so Hulu patted the back of his head: "I heard that many bosses are most afraid of others speculating on their own preferences. It's just a coincidence that we were probably taken by Mr. Fu for ulterior motives... ..."

How could it be a coincidence that we chose this hot pot restaurant? !

Yu Hanguang calmed down, leaned on his shoulder and kissed his ear.A little coolness from the earlobe reassured him.He sighed: "Damn it! I won't take the company into the ditch again!"

"Crisis and opportunity are always two sides of the same coin. Recently, I read a lot of books at home. In fact, in history, many epoch-making new products and even great companies were born in crisis." Wei Bo held his hand Hand, returned a long kiss at the wrist artery.

While thinking about it, Yu Hanguang frowned slightly.

Wei Bo's "long vacation" made him very envious.

When he first bought a house, he also purchased a large bookshelf in a decent manner, and bought a lot of tomes and pamphlets for elegance.It's just that I'm too busy with work, and the most frequently read book on the bookshelf is probably "Longman Contemporary English-Chinese Dictionary".

Abandon on the first page has been read by him countless times.

Unexpectedly, when the bookshelf met Wei Bo, it would be regarded as "hard to find a bosom friend" to exert its greatest effect.

Once when he came home from overtime work late at night, Wei Bo was still reading a book by the bedside and waiting for him; while "30 Years of Stirring" and "A Hundred Years of Silicon Valley History" that he had left on the bookshelf for ashes were placed on the bedside table.

Wei Bo said again: "Honey, Lian Chang just sent the script of the variety show, let's have a good rest when we go back, and study together at night."

Yu Hanguang knew that Wei Bo was helping him to relieve his anxiety—he had been an otaku cooker lately, and he was not in a hurry to think about his next plan—he just read books and studied algorithms at home while waiting for Lian Chang's variety show call.

Thinking of Lian Chang, he took out his phone and planned to ask that fellow how the preparations for the new variety show were going.

"Damn!" Yu Hanguang couldn't help but cursed.

The afternoon rush hour was not over yet, and the bustling commercial avenue was still blocked. Wei Bo looked at the navigation map in the stagnant traffic, and was about to change his route.

Hearing this, he looked at Yu Hanguang with a question mark on his head, his tense cheeks were sharp.

"Mr. Wei, I know why Fu Mingyue said he only has an hour and a half at noon." Yu Hanguang raised the screen to Wei Bo's eyes, "Good guy, I dare to be invited away by Lian Chang!"

Wei Bo took a closer look, and found Lian Chang's social network in Yu Hanguang's phone.

3 minutes ago, Lian Chang updated a status:

[Have a good conversation with Mr. Fu Mingyue of Zhongtian Capital]

Yu Hanguang tilted his head and muttered to himself: "It's weird, Lian Chang and Fu Mingyue, these two people who can't get along with each other, why did they get mixed up?"

Wei Bo chose a new route, and was about to turn on the turn signal to change lanes: "Will President Fu invest in Lian Chang's company?"

Because he had never dealt with investors seriously before, it was only when Fu Mingyue almost beat him to the center of the earth that Yu Hanguang finally remembered to check the situation of Zhongtian Capital.At this moment, he firmly said: "No. After I came out of the hot pot restaurant, I went to Zhongtian's official website to check. Zhongtian has never invested in any entertainment companies, not even a studio. I think Zhongtian's investment style is also based on Hard technology and Internet companies are the mainstays, and entertainment is not a good business in their view.”

Yu Hanguang's convertible trot is very awkward, the distribution of buttons on the car is different from other cars.Wei Bo subconsciously flipped his right hand, the turn signal didn't turn on, but the wiper swayed back and forth in front of his eyes.

"Honey, is there such a possibility." He turned off the wiper and was silent for a while.

"Boss Fu is going to participate in Lian Chang's new variety show?"

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Mr. Fu: Who are you with?

Those who memorize Abandon's memorization, let me see your hands

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The long-awaited role of variety shows is coming out hot