Game designer: I make games, not charity

In the office.

Chen Feng was alone and coded out all the data of the game "Legend" in his mind.

Then it is stored on the computer.

Although the system gave him all the data of the entire game.

But data is data after all, and if you want to really make the game, Chen Feng still needs to write all the data first, and then build and make it little by little.

Compared

with other game designers, Chen Feng completely skips the most difficult game development process and directly obtains all the core data of the game through the system.

This saved him a lot of time in game making

, but even so, the rest of the work was not a small amount.

Chen Feng probably calculated that if he was the only one who wanted to make the legend, no matter how hard he tried, he would have to do it for nearly five months!

After all, the company is already on the verge of bankruptcy, plus debt.

Three days ago, the predecessor dismissed all employees.

With Chen Feng's current situation, even if he wants to recruit employees, he can't pay salaries.

Unless someone is willing to do it for nothing... But this is clearly not possible.

Knock knock!

Suddenly.

Knocking sound from outside.

Chen Feng, who was writing the keyboard, was stunned, turned his head, and immediately saw a blurry figure outside the glass door of the office.

"Please come in!" he

said, cleaning up his hairstyle that hadn't been washed for three days, a little surprised, he couldn't think of anyone running to the company at this time.

Before Chen Feng could figure it out, the glass door was immediately pushed open from the outside, and a dazzling figure entered sideways, first looking at the office.

Then instantly put his gaze on Chen Feng, his beautiful eyes widened, and his face showed a slightly surprised expression, but then returned to normal, showing a smile: "Senior is really you!"

Chen Feng looked at the girl in front of him stunned.

A light green shirt with slightly fragrant shoulders, a short black skirt that just showed his knees, small black leather shoes, a slender jade neck, straight legs, and a pavilion.

The white skin made his whole body glow in the dim office.

This is...... Chen

Feng didn't expect it for a long time.

"Huh?" The

girl didn't wait for a reply, a little puzzled, and then took out the hand behind her back and carried a plastic bag.

"I brought dinner, senior, you shouldn't have eaten yet, right?" The

words made Chen Feng instantly feel his stomach souring.

While Chen Feng remembered that he hadn't even eaten lunch, he finally remembered the identity of the girl in front of him.

Zhang Mengyao!

One has only been in the company for more than half a month, and then he was dissuaded to quit at the same time as all the employees, so the predecessor was not deeply impressed by it.

I just remember that the other party graduated from the same school as himself.

So I always call myself a senior, and I am more attentive.

It's just that the predecessor at that time was trying to save the company, so he didn't pay much attention to this student who graduated from the same school!"

"Why are you here?"

Chen Feng immediately asked, he remembered that the conditions in this Mengyao's home were not bad, and when he entered the company, he also said that he was for the dream.

"I... Then when I passed by, I saw that the company lights were still on, and I thought it was a thief, so I came up to take a look. Zhang Mengyao's response seemed a little unconfident and full of loopholes.

As a person who has left, the company has a thief obviously has nothing to do with her, and this kind of high-end office building has security, it is strange that the thief can come in.

And Chen Feng clearly remembered that when the other party just came in, he obviously said "Senior is really you!"

Chen Feng glanced at the time on the computer desktop, and it was already ten thirty-six at night.

Which normal person would come out to buy dinner at this time?

There was too much noise, so that Chen Feng was a little unclear where to vomit, so he simply skipped the topic: "Let's eat first

!" "Oh, good!" Zhang Mengyao nodded, immediately walked over, and put the bag in his hand on Chen Feng's table.

"Thank you!" Chen Feng was not polite, and began to gobble up, it was a big deal to give money.

Zhang Mengyao moved the chair next to him, sat opposite Chen Feng, observed the office for a while, and when Chen Feng was not so anxious to eat, he asked: "Senior, why are you still in the company so late?" Chen Feng

took a sip of soup: "Alas, mixed food!" Zhang

Mengyao: "I remember that the company has not been..."

Chen Feng: "Yes, it went bankrupt, but I still owe a lot of money, I have to make games to pay back."

Zhang Mengyao's eyes widened, and her face was surprised: "Senior, are you still making games? It doesn't matter if it's not convenient to say, I just ask casually... Of course, if I can say it, I'd love to listen... emmm...... In fact, I want to say, can I help

?" Chen Feng

: "..." He swallowed a mouthful of food and looked down at the meal that was obviously only enough for one person: "Don't you eat?"

Zhang Mengyao immediately shook his head: "I have eaten... Uh-u Belch...... I...... I'm not so hungry, in fact, I've been losing weight recently, right! Lose weight!" Chen

Feng: "..."

If a person wants to lose weight, then she can't run out in the middle of the night to buy food.

Of course, it is also possible that Zhang Mengyao feels that these foods are not enough for Chen Feng to eat alone, so he plans to use the reason of weight loss to give him the meals.

Chen Feng continued to search in his mind, but he never found out from the memory of his predecessor that he had any relationship with Zhang Mengyao.

Tentatively said: "You should also know the current situation of the company, I can't afford to pay."

Zhang Mengyao immediately became excited, and did not even hesitate for a moment: "It's okay, I can not ask for a salary!" Chen

Feng: "???"

So crisp?

Chen Feng: "Say, what is your purpose?" Seeing

the betrayal of his friend in the memory of his predecessor, Chen Feng would naturally be more vigilant against others.

Zhang Mengyao: "No, I have absolutely no wrong thoughts about you, senior!"

Chen Feng: "..." Zhang Mengyao: "???

" Zhang Mengyao: "..."

Chen Feng looked at the somewhat cute elementary school girl in front of him, searched all the memories in his mind, and never found the origin of the predecessor and the other party.

After a moment of silence, Chen Feng said a little helplessly: "Say... What the hell am I doing to you, what is it... So that you have so... Dangerous thoughts?"