The strongest game production method

When Yu Hanguang came out of the conference room, Meng Tanli was crouching in his seat, aiming diagonally across, while writing on the pad like a god.

Although she lowered her head, she couldn't hide her snickering at all, and her short flaxen hair jumped back and forth in small arcs.

Yu Hanguang was taken aback - the girl's attire changed again.

In terms of being eye-catching, Yu Hanguang originally thought that the entire company, and even the entire Yizhou, had no rivals; but in the past month, Meng Tanli has overwhelmed him.

Since she started to work as an intern in the company, she has often become the focus of gossip because her appearance is incompatible with other people. Everyone believes it.

Gossip belongs to gossip, and Meng Tanli's brilliance has become an object for many girls in the company to imitate. Even Chi Lan, who has always been dressed professionally, quietly put on daddy shoes.

Meng Tanli not only occupied the magpie's nest, but also compared his most proud advantages.

Killing hearts.

"Short hair," Yu Hanguang has become familiar with Meng Tanli, and he is used to calling her with a hairstyle that changes every day, "Write a paper, is it a success?"

Meng Tanli quickly put the Pad on his heart: "I am happy to be bathed in the ocean of knowledge!"

She had no other tasks this semester, and only took an online course called "Media Management". Seeing that the deadline for the final homework was approaching, she approached Meng Ai for help.

Meng Ai pushed her to Yu Hanguang along the way, and said to Yu Hanguang, "Just treat him as an intern", and secretly asked several times if his sister had caused him any trouble.

Yu Hanguang wished he could clasp his hands together.

——Meng Tanli's "cute but useless" temperament is very popular in life; but at work, it is a nuclear explosion-level disaster.

Of course, it was impossible for Yu Hanguang to take the boss's own sister as a member of the project team. Except for letting her do some light work of trial play and project filing on the first day, he let Meng Tanli be a fashion blogger for the rest of the time.

As long as it doesn't affect the progress of the project, it doesn't matter if she shaves her head and wears a sack.

"You are clearly painting," Yu Hanguang said, "You are painting..."

"If I want to draw, I don't need to hide it from you? I painted this office." Meng Tanli proudly looked around the office he designed, then unconvincedly opened the Pad and handed it to him.

Yu Hanguang saw words such as [communication mechanism], [empirical research], [taking games as an example] in the dense English, and of course he did not miss the [AloneOnIce].

He couldn't hide his joy: "We are a small icebreaker, and the platoon is quite big."

"The background shows that "Lonely Cracking the Ice" recently has a lot more IPs for overseas visits." Wei Bo suddenly got up from the screen.

Yu Hanguang shrugged his shoulders and swallowed unnaturally.

Returning from the spring break, this unnatural feeling is simply customized—everyone he meets in his daily life is well-rounded, except for a pair of Shang Weibo. .

Therefore, as long as he is free, he will carry out self-psychological construction:

The city is bustling with traffic and traffic, whether it's too drunk to lose your kidneys, or someone falls asleep in the spring breeze after drinking, it's the most common urban story under the neon lights.

Not being responsible for each other is also a kind of responsibility.

It's like drinking fake wine.

"There are bloggers on the Internet who often broadcast "Lonely Cracking the Ice"," Meng Tanli looked at Wei Bo as if admiring a work of art, and sighed, "Mr. Wei, with your face, it is not a problem to be a blogger."

"Call Lili again, and I'll be the first to give you a reward... Sigh! Lili almost forgot about me recently." She said, "Ms. Wei, does she have anything she likes in particular? Food You can wear whatever you want to play with..."

The relationship between Wei Bo and Wei Li was still up and down as always, and they just smiled when they heard this.

"You ask Teacher Wei, why don't you ask me." Yu Hanguang went around behind Wei Bo, with his arms unconsciously resting on his chair, wanting to tease her.

"Wei Li is such a good girl. She cares about her studies. I don't know what she likes, but she definitely doesn't like to change her look every day."

Wei Li has a lot of chores during the graduation season, so Yu Hanguang has been very sensible recently and has not disturbed her.

Meng Tanli retorted: "She doesn't like not changing her look for a month even more. Brother Han Guang, you have been wearing this shirt for a month, it's already May, you really don't think it's too hot?"

Yu Hanguang sternly touched the cuff of his shirt.

Seeing that Wei Bo hadn't mentioned a word, he had the audacity to not return the shirt.

The flannel is mild to the touch, and the off-white color is unremarkable. It is a popular brand-you can always find similar styles when you walk around the park with a few programmers.

There are no more than ten or eight pieces of clothes in my closet that are more eye-catching than this one, but Yu Hanguang is like a bewitched, always worried that this shirt will disappear with the passing of spring, and it will be a day if he can wear it for an extra day.

"I'm catching the tail of spring." The more miscellaneous thoughts in his mind became sticky and churned into a pot of porridge, the more stubborn his mouth was, "Short hair, it's already May, you really won't come back School?"

Meng Tanli's eyes could shoot him through, so he lowered his head subconsciously.

Unfortunately, his eyes hit Wei Bo's side face again.

Yu Hanguang's voice slowed down, and he joked, "I'm poor! New clothes? I can't afford them. Ask your brother to raise my salary."

"Not only is I poor, but I can't sleep well now. The little money I finally earned was all bought for melatonin." He pretended to be miserable.

If two details are added to the joke, the joke will appear even more absurd.

But what Yu Hanguang said was true.

The "99" project was successfully established. This game is more complicated and tricky than the projects he has been involved in before. Several bosses in the company are watching. Yu Hanguang's recent state can indeed be described as "poor" and "sleepy":

During the day, he moves bricks and fills holes in the office, constantly recruits groups to build groups, introduces new members, and assigns new tasks. In addition to the first few people in the "99" project team, it quickly expanded to more than [-] people. bit.

Naturally, he has to take out the project manager with the team as a pie - giving red envelopes, buying coffee, having dinner - this is the most basic social etiquette in the workplace.

When he got home at night, he couldn't relax his mind. "99" is the art of dream-making, but it has disrupted his lucid dreams, and now he even has to rely on drugs to solve it every night.

"Can't afford it, can't sleep, I'll give you two tricks," Meng Tanli put the back of his hand on his mouth, his voice was very low, "The first trick, you rush to my brother and kneel down, hug his thigh ..."

She had played with Yu Hanguang a long time ago, and she talked vulgarly: "Second trick, find a caring person to warm your bed."

Yu Hanguang trembled when he heard the words, almost choked up a mouthful of old blood, and rolled back to the conference room with the laptop in his arms.

I don't know if Meng Tanli's mouth was open, Yu Hanguang was called to the office by Meng Ai that afternoon, and he almost knelt down in front of the Lego puzzle on the wall [play more games and less sulk].

"Lao Meng, I'm one of the top ten big ones, and I have piles of problems on the project. You still want me to organize the VR game festival? Shouldn't Boss Wan be in charge of the game festival?"

He's sweating a little.

This flannel shirt is really unwearable.

The annual "VR Game Festival" is the largest exhibition event in the industry. A large number of players come to the event, which is a good opportunity for public relations. If the publicity is proper, the product and the company can stand out.

The VR Game Festival was previously held in first-tier cities like Jingzhou and Chongzhou. This year is the first time I have come to Yizhou. Several well-known local companies have already geared up and are preparing for a big job.

Yu Hanguang enjoys the excitement of being surrounded by users, and also likes the thrill of players indulging in their own works.However, he looked at the frequent 999+ group chat messages on his phone, thought about the next work plan that could be filled with a hundred pages of documents, and felt that it would be better to take less melatonin.

He also wants to work for the health of the motherland for 50 years.

Meng Ai said calmly, "What's wrong with "99" now?"

"The biggest problem with "99" right now is that I might die from overwork."

Yu Hanguang cast a sulky tone, and echoed in the quiet and empty office: "Boss Wan, what can't be done, why do you want me to go?"

After the big drink during the spring break, Yu Hanguang felt that the relationship between himself and Meng Ai seemed to return to the time when Aimeng first stayed in the incubator.

Meng Ai took off the mask called "CEO" and the armor called "distance sense", and became a senior again.

Therefore, he also had the courage to speak boldly and directly.

There is a way to brush up favors in front of the boss, called "technical complaints".

Unexpectedly, Meng Ai's temper is quite good today, and she persuaded her gently: "Boss Wan's daughter has been ill and almost entered the ICU recently; she doesn't usually talk about it, but it's not easy. Han Guang, please take care of me."

ICU?

Seeing Yu Hanguang staring at him blankly, Meng Ai said again: "You have rich experience in activities, I leave it to you, and Lao Zou and I both agree. He voted to abstain from "99", and I feel somewhat sorry. Don't worry, before and after the exhibition It's only been two weeks, we're all on your side, if you need any support, just come to me."

Before Yu Hanguang could get his thoughts back from the ICU, he heard that Zou Haiyao was the one who abstained from voting for the project approval. He was confused for a while and stayed where he was.

All along, he could feel that Meng Ai was deliberately pushing him up, but obviously he was not at ease with his ability, and he was always hesitant at critical moments.

The last time he heard Chi Lan say that "99" had an abstention vote, he naturally thought that this vote came from Meng Ai again.

It was wrong to blame the boss.

"...I'll take this job." Yu Hanguang gritted his teeth secretly.

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Xiao Yu beat someone, knelt down and fell asleep

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