Villain Girls Don't Die in Riots

The real founder of virtual games, Hanyuko.

The momentum for virtual gaming had already begun to materialize when virtual reality first exploded.

But at that time, not many people dared to end the game, including major game companies who just waited and watched.

So even when Virtual Life was in the limelight, no large-scale games came out.

However, at this time, a small company with basically no well-known works before, it can be said to be a small company with a personal studio, forcibly relying on its own time and technology to grind out the first work in the virtual era that can be called It's a masterpiece.

Plot, characters, authenticity, details.

All aspects can be regarded as top-notch even in the ordinary game industry.

However, this is when everyone thinks that this game will be successful, and even if it is not successful, it will at least keep its money.

The game's sales have exceeded everyone's expectations.

Not to mention the time cost, even the development cost has not been able to earn back.

And that company eventually withdrew from the game industry completely because of that failure.

The company also went out of business due to debt.

The once famous game developer "Hayuko", also known as Ms. Yushi Yoko, disappeared after this incident.

But in any case, in Candice's view, the failure of this event is not a problem with the quality of the game itself.

As a developer, Yoko Yushi has obviously demonstrated her value.

So when thinking about game development, Ms. Candice subconsciously thought of this once famous genius game producer.

"Then, does Miss Afra know where the other party is now?" Candice asked, turning her head to Afra.

And according to the investigation, this 'Hayuko' was one of the friends who had worked with Miss Afra.

"Knowing is knowing..."

Aphra looked like she didn't know what to say:

"But her current situation may not be suitable for developing games."

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PS: An update today.

Chapter 159 Chapter 140 I like you very much, would you like to come with me?

The lower district of Seitan Street actually has its own name.

But it seems that not many residents of rue seitan have formally called rue seitan by its name.

Most of the verbal descriptions are slums or lower-class districts, which are obviously the same class oppressed by the group of people in the city center, but they are divided into more different classes within it.

It feels very ironic and realistic, but it is very reasonable.

Nylonball District, one of many tertiary districts.

Perhaps it was because the Seitan Street Company drove the overall development, the development here can be regarded as very good, even in the third-level district, it can be ranked in the forefront.

Because of the particularity of the third-level area and the geographical location of the Nylonball area, the developable market here is actually very large, and its potential is not smaller than that of the second-level area at the bottom, but it is also because it is a third-level area , It has become a very difficult thing to develop the resources here.

A very dilapidated old building. As a real estate developed decades ago, the main audience after its completion was the poor. The quality is not good. After decades of devastation, it looks even older .

What is even more ironic is that the opposite of this real estate is also the new development zone of Nylonball, where there are many modern high-rise buildings and capsule apartments, and the airship shuttles between the predetermined areas.

Yoko Yushi held the plastic bag in her hand, sighed slightly, and walked towards the old building.

The various noises coming from the development zone across the street made the residents here sleepless all night. After complaining for a few days and no improvement, Yoko Yushi bought a pair of smart sound-proof earplugs. .

This is something she can afford with a whole month's salary.

The more confused the more depressed, this kind of thing only people who have really experienced know what it is like.

Especially when the parties have not completely given up.

Open the door and put the ingredients in your hands into the refrigerator.

Yoko Yushi walked towards her notebook while stretching.

On that, the sales of a small game are still soaring.

After the complete defeat last time, Ms. Yushi Yoko was not completely defeated, and some of the holes were finally filled in by relying on a few small games made by herself.

But thinking of the hundreds of thousands of credits owed, Yoko Yushi still felt a little overwhelmed.

At least in the last few years, I have to think about how to pay off the debt as soon as possible.

"dong dong dong"

A rough knock came from the door.

Yushi Yangzi's heart tightened, thinking that the debt collector was coming again.

She put on her slippers, ran to the door, and looked out through the cat's eyes.

"Hey, Miss Yushi, when will your rent be settled?"

At the door, the green-haired man with earrings seemed to have noticed that someone was looking out through the peephole, and said impatiently,

Not for debt collection.

Yoko Yushi breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the door. The green-haired man at the door was startled, and then said cursingly:

"Damn it, I'm here to collect the rent, are you still planning to invite me in for a sit-down?"

As he said that, he glanced at Yoko Yushi again. Yoko Yushi, who had just put on her home clothes, had an inexplicable aura. In addition, Yoko Yushi's appearance could also be called beautiful, so he again In other words:

"Of course, if you want to invite me in, it's not impossible."

And maybe you can get a discount on your rent.

Of course, the green-haired man didn't say those words.

Although the woman in front of her is quite beautiful, she is nothing more important than credit.

After all, sex dolls and super dream chairs are enough for most people to meet their needs.

In addition to solving the problem of reproduction, real mating has become a low-cost sport.

Of course, it is limited to these people at the bottom.

"Didn't I just pay three months' rent some time ago?"

Yushi Yoko looked at the man in front of him, frowned and said.

This man is the owner of the rented house. The house is the legacy of his dead father, and the man in front of him has already moved to the new development zone.

Although they are not rich people, they are already a group of people who lived in the slums quite well.

"When?"

The man pretended to be a bit puzzled, and said with a smirk at the corner of his mouth:

"I'm just here to inform Ms. Yushi Yoko that a lot of poor people have been driven over from the development zone, and they are desperate to rent a house here."

"It means you have to raise the rent, right?"

Yushi Yangzi suffocated in his heart, held back his anger and said:

"How much to mention, just say it."

"Six hundred credits."

"you....!"

Yushi Yangzi heard the words, looked at the man in front of him, with a look of daring to speak out, but died down after a while.

"I don't have that much money right now, can I delay it for a few weeks..."

Saying this, Yushi Yoko began to complain about himself back then.

Back then, I shouldn't have chosen such an insecure rental house for petty gain.

I thought it would be fine to live there for a few months, so I prepaid the rent for three months in advance, but something happened right after the payment.

"I don't like credit."

He sneered:

"Either take the money, or leave, or I will give the house to someone else tomorrow."

"If Miss Yushi Yoko doesn't mind sharing the rent with other people, you can stay here."

"..."

Yoko Yushi stood at the door, feeling extremely wronged.

"But if Ms. Yushi Yoko wants to continue living, it's not... Guwa!"

The man in front of him suddenly made a strange sound, which made Yoko Yushi unconsciously look at him.

Two or three burly men in black suits stood in front of her at some point, while the green-haired man had already been pushed away and collapsed on the ground.

"Who are you? What do you do?"

Just as the man paralyzed on the ground spoke, a white-haired girl with sunglasses walked over.

The green-haired man who fell on the ground was furious, but when he saw the white-haired girl, he died again.

Judging by the attire of these people in front of them, they don't look like they are easy to provoke. Some of them don't know the identities of the other parties so that conflicts will break out.

"This is my door, what do you want to do." The green-haired man obviously lacked confidence.

"The company on Seitan Street does business, and the idlers leave."

The white-haired girl glanced at him and ignored him. The other two understood and pulled the green-haired man out.

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do??"

The voice of the man shouting became farther and farther away, and the white-haired girl wearing sunglasses looked at Yoko Yushi:

"Miss Hanyuko, is it?"

It was a language she knew, but a little broken.

"Yes, what's the matter with you?"

Yoko Yushi took a deep breath, and replied in Es language.

The white-haired girl took off her sunglasses, and looked closely into Yoko Yuishi's eyes:

"I like you very much, would you like to come with me?"

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PS: Three shifts will start this Sunday, and there will be single shifts in the next few days.

Chapter 160 Chapter 140 Congratulations to Candice for Adding Another General (Fog)

Very classic lines, after saying this, the white-haired girl even wanted to lift the opponent's chin with her hand to reproduce the classic plot of the domineering president

【Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention】

But unfortunately, it would be awkward for a girl to do this kind of action, so she temporarily gave up this idea of ​​humiliating herself.

The development of virtual reality is still in the secrecy stage, so at this time Yoko Yushi has no idea what Seitan Street Company is doing.

Similarly, she didn't quite know what the white-haired girl was looking for her for.

And when the other party took off the sunglasses, Yoko Yushi recognized the girl's identity.

Heir to the Capet Consortium, president of Seitan Street Company.

The situation of the two of them at this time is somewhat like a scene described in an online novel, with a domineering president and unknown employees.

But unfortunately, Miss Candice's height is not enough to support the gold content of the domineering president.

When the girl makes this action, the small details that she even tiptoes slightly make people feel cute.