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Yu Hanguang was a little bit concerned.

cowardly.

Once the Lantern Festival is over, the Spring Festival will be completely over.Without the excuse of "we'll talk about it after the new year", Yu Hanguang faltered in response to the life-threatening series of messages sent by Yang Ye.

"Master!" Zhou Xiaosheng ran over, waving his five fingers in front of his eyes, "The channel operation data you want has been sent to your IM, have you read it?"

"You have a problem, Master. Last week it was playing the piano, but this week it was in a daze."

Yu Hanguang came back to his senses, and smiled angrily: "Why don't you observe users and data, and observe me?"

Zhou Xiaosheng lowered his voice: "Not only to observe you, but I found that Teacher Wei always looks at you. Master, is there something wrong with our game?"

Yu Hanguang said: "Stop thinking about it, you are limited to three seconds to get out of my sight. Is the analysis report finished? Send it to me before two o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhou Xiaosheng slipped away dejectedly.

However, Yu Hanguang is now in a Schrödinger state of cranky thinking about "The Ice of the Lonely Man".

The loneliest is the one who wants to stay but cannot stay.

As long as he hasn't agreed to Yang Ye, he has to continue to whitewash the peace.

But if even the project team sees his anomaly, if things go on like this, "Cracking Ice" will definitely be affected.

IM lighted up without any discernment—it came from [Mu Yi Huo Hua] again.

Yang Ye seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. Since the warm invitation on the rooftop that day, he didn't say anything. Instead, he forwarded some "Case Report on Man-Your Linkage Mode Research" and "Revisiting the Comics Market, Commercial Value" to him every day. Re-evaluation" "The more you read this comic, the better it is!The only downside is that it keeps me up late! "The articles are both professional and earthy.

In fact, Yu Hanguang had already searched for these contents on the Internet earlier.

Therefore, at first, he clicked in and glanced at them. After a long time, he wanted to deliberately ignore them, but found that they had already become a lingering source of mental pollution, and he threw recyclable garbage into his mind every now and then.

He tapped his fingers on the keyboard.

[Yu Hanguang]: [God Ye, I use you as a teammate, but you use me as a file transfer assistant? 】

[Muyi Huohua]: [Teammates?Do not lie to me. 】

Can't delay any longer.

He got up and walked to Chi Lan's office.

Yu Hanguang's face was solemn when he entered the door, but when he went out, he was piled up with some complicated relief.

The relief is that when Chi Lan learned that Yu Hanguang was going to transfer to another group, after being surprised for a moment, she readily agreed.

It's just that one has to report to Wan Minzhe, and the other is that it will take time to screen resumes just after the Chinese New Year.

Everything is ready, but he is in a complicated mood, like a student who is about to enter the college entrance examination room, but still owes a few English composition templates and can't move.

After dawdling back to his work station, he let his whole body sink into the seat and peeked through the gap between the display screens.

The gap is not big, but the position is just right - the screen can't block Wei Bo's side face line, but he finds that Wei Bo's expression is too calm.

Can't guess.

According to Chi Yu and Zhang Jiahao, Mr. Wei recently even rejected the technical requirements of other project teams in order to specialize in the optimization of the new version.

He sighed inwardly, called up the chat box with [Mu Yi Huo Hua], and typed a few words slowly: [God Ye, when will I join the group? 】

Fingers paused on the Ctrl and Enter keys.

"Ding-dong-"

[Teacher Wei]'s chat box popped up unexpectedly: [See you in the coffee shop on the first floor in 10 minutes. 】

……

The waiter brought the latte to the table. Because he was a regular customer, he was blessed with good looks, and presented a plate of freshly baked caramel biscuits.

The movie soundtrack was playing in the cafe, the melody of the piano and cello ensemble flowed from the ears to the heart, and the aroma of cinnamon was also lingering in front of the table, which dispelled Yu Hanguang's worries.

He was a little surprised, Wei Bo always preferred Baishui when staying up late to work overtime or having group dinners.

In his memory, Wei Bo seemed to be drinking coffee on his own initiative for the first time.

"I want to make a new game." Wei Bo frowned and took a sip of his latte, "Let's go together."

"You haven't promised Mr. Yang, have you? Tell you now, I don't know if it's too late."

Yu Hanguang thought about it, and turned his gaze to the table. At this moment, he was extremely grateful to the hands holding the coffee cup. It was them who didn't press the send button to Yang Ye just now.

"Wait... I'll stroke it..." Although he was secretly happy, he still had a few doubts unsolved, and his heart seemed to be faintly pierced by a small stone.

Yu Hanguang raised his palm, stretched it to the opposite side and made a pause: "If we make a new game together, what about "Lonely Cracking Ice"?"

"You have fallen into a misunderstanding of thinking. The two games are not incompatible at all." Wei Bo tilted his head slightly to avoid his cover, "We can continue to be responsible for "Lonely Cracking Ice" to the end while making new games."

Everyone likes other people's children, but if you really want to mention your own, even if you have a bad temper, poor grades, and make trouble from time to time, you should hold your child in your arms to protect the child from wind and rain.

"Lonely Cracking Ice" is his child.

"There is no precedent for the company. Taking a step back, even if we are really able to take charge of two projects at the same time, we are afraid that we will die suddenly from exhaustion..." Yu Hanguang said.

Wei Bo shook his head: "You can find the person in charge of "Lonely Cracking the Ice". I think you have already been to Chi Lan's office. Although you intend to leave, it's still a mistake."

Yu Hanguang's eyes rolled - Wei Bo was indeed secretly paying attention to his every move.

"Recently, there will be a lot of changes in the project team personnel. I will advance part of the work in hand first, and after the follow-up people come in, it will be easy to hand over."

He looked into Yu Hanguang's eyes, like a painter gazing at a still life to be depicted:

"There is no precedent for the company, and we will make it a precedent."

"That day when you heard that I was leaving, why were you relieved?" Yu Hanguang still asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"A few years ago, I made a prediction. If "The Lonely Cracking Ice" maintains its current status, the data will drop soon, and the prospects are not optimistic. Because this is the first project you are in charge of, I am afraid that you will dig into the corner."

Wei Bo praised: "You have an advantage, I admire it - you can afford it and let it go."

Working in a start-up company, Yu Hanguang has never stepped on and seen pitfalls, big and small, so he understands the truth of letting go when it is time to let go.

It is not difficult to afford it, because affordability is determined by ability.As for letting go, it depends more on psychology, to see if you can cross that invisible hurdle.

"Actually, I struggled for a long time," Yu Hanguang said bluntly, "and I went directly to God Ye..."

"So I regret it." The coffee made Wei Bo's voice sticky.

"I want to make a new game, with you."

Yu Hanguang clenched his coffee cup tightly.

Wei Bo said: ""Cracked Ice" is not necessarily as bad as we think. Be optimistic about uncontrollable things (1). And you have taught me not to be anxious. Why did you forget?"

Yu Hanguang lowered his head and thought for a while, he seemed to have said this.

But he paused for several seconds before he could breathe.

——It was all because he remembered the warm touch when Wei Bo fell on him while climbing the mountain that day.

Milk froth collided and blended on Wei Bo's lips, but landed on Yu Hanguang's heart.He rolled his eyes, feeling excited, and pushed the biscuit over: "What kind of game does Teacher Wei want to play?"

"...I haven't thought about it yet. Give me some time, it won't be long." Wei Bo put down his coffee cup.

The sound of coffee dripping stopped suddenly, and the cinnamon aroma of the biscuits disappeared without a trace.

He suddenly remembered Yang Ye's phrase "A pair of kings bring a pair of three", and he felt that in the future, the project team of [Respect the Liver] will probably have "a pair of kings bring a pair of three".

Aimeng's management was loose, but he and Wei Bo stayed in the cafe for a long time, which could easily be interpreted as a crowd paddling, so the two tacitly took different elevators to go upstairs.

Yu Hanguang was standing at the entrance of the elevator at the side door, lowering his head to cope with the new round of information bombardment from [Mu Yi Huo Hua] on his mobile phone.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he burrowed in without raising his eyelids, almost stepping on the feet of Zou Haiyao and Chi Lan.

"At this point, why did you two collide?" Yu Hanguang raised his wrist to look at his watch, and asked suspiciously.

"Cough, it just so happens..." Chi Lan shrank her high heels to the side in embarrassment, "What are you looking at? I lost my soul."

"News, it's related to "Cang Hai Ling Jing." There were only the three of them in the elevator, and Yu Hanguang guessed that Zou Haiyao knew about it, so he said frankly, ""Cang Hai Ling Jing", the new comics that I want to buy in the product group, I can't find you in the morning. This is also the case, adding people to the project team..."

Chi Lan quickly understood.

Zou Haiyao on the side touched his nose: ""Canghai Lingjing"? It's so familiar, where did I hear it?"

Yu Hanguang was stunned for a few seconds.

Didn't Yang Ye tell Zou Haiyao such a big thing as "spending money to buy a child"?

Before he had time to think about it, the elevator went up to the entrance of the company.

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(1) From the ancient Roman philosopher Epictetus, the full sentence reads: Be cautious about things that are controllable; be optimistic about things that are beyond your control.

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