Eighteen Years of Legendary Wave

The dinner is over before nine o'clock.

Su Qingyue got on the bus, Li Huandou shook hands with him, and again asked: "Mr. Su, I wish our cooperation go smoothly. I will go to China to taste the Eight Kings Pendant." Su Qingyue understood the last three words, and Cui Chengyou urged: " Welcome to Gangnam, Seoul, I am waiting for you."

"Let's get drunk with Overlord." Su Qingyue finally said, shaking hands with Cui Chengyou.

Get in the car and leave.

When the car was about to leave this area, Su Qingyue looked back and realized how hard it was to find it. Completely hidden in a seemingly inconspicuous area. But once you enter, it is a chic Japanese-style courtyard. Su Qingyue remembered his family's name.

Su Qingyue closed the window when the car got on the highway.

Fortunately, he didn't finish a pot of sake. The whole person is very awake, not even in a slightly drunken state. Ask the driver to drive directly to the hotel, take a hot bath and rinse his mouth after entering the house.

When I came out, Amou came back and asked her casually: "It's over? So early."

"Well, I didn't drink much." She said, and looked at Su Qingyue, and found that he was changing his clothes. She was a little curious, and asked: "Are you going out? It's so late."

"Yes." Su Qingyue said, putting on his shirt, and leaning closer to Amu and said: "Do you smell the smell of alcohol on my body?"

"Smell of wine?"

Ah Mou leaned close to him, her nose wrinkled, "It doesn't smell of alcohol, but there is another smell." She said, her small eyes squirming and smirking.

Su Qingyue asked: "Why is that taste?"

"It smells like a stinky man." Ami chuckled as he spoke, and asked him with a serious look: "I honestly confess it's so late, what are you going to do?" she said, looking at him.

"Mr. Fu called me." Su Qingyue said, briefly explaining the reason.

Ami listened, knowing that it was important, and took out the tea from the box: "You chew a few mouthfuls, it still tastes a little bit of alcohol." She said, "My dad used to be like this. If there is a leader, there will be It smells like alcohol, so he chews tea."

Do as Amu said.

Less than ten o'clock, Su Qing stepped out of the door. The hotel where the industry department is located is not too far away from them, and can be reached on foot. Although it is not five-star, the lobby is not so luxurious, but it is still bright and clean. There is a Japanese-style tea house on the first floor. As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw Fu Sichang's secretary in the lobby.

A simple greeting when two people meet.

Su Qingyue smiled and asked him: "What animation company is this?"

"Ying Associated Press, surely you know it?" Fu Sichang's secretary smiled back: "The biggest animation company here seems to be Zhou Yang invested in it. It was his appointment. Mr. Fu thinks they have something worth learning. Just let me call you."

He said that Su Qingyue was very happy at first, but when he heard Zhou Yang, he immediately felt that something came around him. Realizing that it is not that simple, but still smiling: "Yes, most of the anime we watched are from the Win Associated Press."

The two were talking and went into the tea house to see Fu Sichang and Zhou Yangzheng talking.

Greet him as soon as you see him come. Zhou Yang smiled even more and said: "Mr. Zheng He Fu said about your "Little Demon Fairy", this time it is really a sudden emergence. It is really not what ordinary people can do to be able to be on the front page of the "Exhibition Daily"." He said with a smile. .

"Yes, it can be seen from the effect of the booth. At least the online game "Little Devil" is really outstanding." Fu Sichang said with a smile, let them sit down, and said: "It happened that Zhou Yang said that he indirectly controlled the win. Associated Press, I want to ask everyone to chat."

"Understand." Su Qingyue nodded.

They talked, looked at the watch, and there were still twenty minutes before the agreed time.

I didn't feel too anxious, and had two sips of tea. Zhou Yang greeted them, his tone was still flat, showing a kind of rationality. But his face was stiff and kind, which made people hesitate. Not knowing what he was calculating today, Su Qingyue smiled and talked to Fu Sichang.

Zhou Yang smiled and said: "Qingyue, I think I want to have a good chat with you. You have a good grasp of the theme of "Little Devil". I also said that you are here, saying that you have created different markets in the game field. "He said, caring for my little brother like an old man.

Seeing that Fu Sichang hadn't spoken, Zhou Yang picked up his teacup and didn't speak any more.

After a moment of stun, Fu Sichang said to Su Qingyue: "Qingyue, a generation of Chinese software people and gamers has gone a lot of wrong ways for you. Now I hope you young people will follow." He said, and said: " Although our domestic game industry has developed rapidly, there are still many problems. Not only the layout, but also management, historical accumulation, industry norms and culture. Can we create a healthier development model and form a good competitive atmosphere? , To provide help for culture to go abroad, these are what we need to learn and pay attention to."

Fu Sichang said, Su Qingyue listened. Although thinking of the industry sector to organize a collective overseas exhibition, it cannot be a simple overseas exhibition, but Fu Sichang personally expressed the deep meaning, and Su Qing realized that these are the fundamental reasons for organizing the exhibition. He was so excited, he couldn't help sitting upright.

The latter added: "The essence of games is animation and cultural industries. I hope everyone can learn and communicate with their local counterparts outside of the exhibition. This is not only the operation and maintenance of fans, but also social responsibilities and peripherals. Development..."

"Our industry is lucky to have someone like Mr. Fu." Zhou Yang continued.

Su Qingyue also followed earnestly: "Mr. Fu rest assured, we will cherish this opportunity."

Several people are talking.

Su Qingyue was thinking about how to ask questions on the one hand, and Zhou Yang on the other.

While talking, someone from Japan came.

There are only two people, one is a middle-aged man with white hair, a very delicate back, a beard, and black-rimmed glasses. Carrying a black briefcase in his hand, the brand cannot be seen. Behind him was a young man with a height of 1.8 meters, who should be an interpreter.

Everyone stood up and greeted.

Zhou Yang introduced that the UU reading www.uukanshu.com man is the president of the Win Association: Antou Rongren.

After everyone chatted with each other, they exchanged business cards. Only then did Su Qingyue know that the man behind An Bed, like Zhou Ziyou, was from around Pingjing. He is now studying management at Waseda University. Because of his passion for animation, he is also doing some transactional work in the Yinglian News Agency.

Fu Sichang heard that he was a Chinese and was very happy. Tell him that this area is also developing at a high speed, and there will be many such opportunities when returning to China after graduation. He also said: "Companies such as Su and Jay Chou are expanding their boundaries at a rapid pace. Animation is a field that must be entered."

As he spoke, Zheng Wei smiled and nodded, and also said that he wanted to major in this area.

Follow everyone to sit down.

There are special tea ceremony masters who help to make tea.

Following An Bed, he said something first, and Zhou Yang no longer needed to help translate.

Zheng Wei followed: "Mr. Antou welcomes you here first, and I am very happy to meet you all. Yinglian Press attaches great importance to the contact with you. I hope to cooperate and exchange more with you in the future."