Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

  Tianhai No. 1 Middle School, ordinary classroom, afternoon.

   "Fang Shen, what should I say after school today, should I continue to use the Internet cafe?" Swallowing the food in his hand, Su Kuang raised his head and asked casually.

   Today is close to school time on Friday, and the time is much more relaxed than the school day, so Su Kuang asked this question.

   "Uh, I'm going online late today, and I have an appointment after school." He scratched his head a little shyly, and Fang He, who had always been calm, couldn't hide his smile.

   "Oh~ I understand, I understand!" Thumbs up, Su Kuang winked.

  The person who can date Fang He, even if he thinks about it on campus, he will know who it is. Fang He is very lucky.

  Compared to Su Kuang's suddenness, the surrounding classes seemed less calm, their eyes were sometimes red and sometimes green, like a wolf.

   Of course, most of them are boys.

  Since the last time Luo Qing suddenly appeared at the class gate, Fang He has been in contact with him more and more frequently. There have even been rumors in the school that this flower of Gaoling has been plucked by Fang He.

  With Su Kuang by his side, naturally no one would provoke Fang He, but jealousy is inevitable.

  Fang He’s classmates have long since regretted their guts. The sarcasm at the beginning was stuck in their throats, and now they can’t even make a good relationship.

   Of course, there were not those who didn’t have the cheek to go forward, but Fang He flatly pushed them back one by one.

   It's not that he cares too much, it's just that Fang He has no intention of interacting with these people until now.

   Besides, studies are the most important thing these days. Even if Fang He likes to play games, he still needs to devote a lot of energy to school.

   "Speaking of which, the college entrance examination is about to come, does Fang Shen have any aspirations?" As if thinking of something with Fang He, Su Kuang's topic turned to the issues they had to face recently.

  Tianhai No. 1 Middle School is a high school with a prominent status. In fact, the college entrance examination is not so much pressure, and there are even many recommended places.

  But if you want to fight for a better way out, you have to do something real and improve your grades.

   "En." Chewing slowly, Fang He nodded, as if he had made a decision long ago.

  As someone with a top academic performance, Fang He is not worried about his grades.

  After all, before this, this is the only part of him that cannot be used as a joke.

   "Oh? I don't know where Fang Shen wants to go, multimedia?" Su Kuang became curious. Fang He's recent upload of technical videos on the Internet was the result of his instigation.

  But Su Kuang felt that Fang Hezhi was not here, and sure enough, the latter shook his head, his eyes shone brightly, and his voice resounded loudly.

   "I'm going to learn game development!"

  The light is dim, it is almost dusk, the bloated body in the office shakes his thighs lightly, a little impatient.

   "Tsk, Xie Xing hasn't come back to report yet, it's really useless!" Qian Fang's voice was irritated, his face full of anger.

   Until now, Xie Xing didn't even have a letter of approval, so he didn't need to think about it to know the result. Either, it was because something was delayed and it was not completed, or it was a failure, and he was ashamed and dared not come to see himself!

   "The useless person, it's you, Qian Fang." Suddenly, a male voice came from outside the door, the voice was deep and slightly magnetic.

   While Qian Fang was astonished, a figure pushed the door involuntarily and no one dared to stop him. Behind him, two men in suits followed, one was indifferent and the other was humorous.

  The leading man has a cold face and a neat beard. He has an aura that seems to be in charge of life and death, and he is not angry and majestic.

  Recognizing the face of the visitor, Qian Fang's face turned pale, and his legs trembled violently.

  "Mr. Huahuateng! Why are you here?." Shaking like a sieve, Qian Fang hurriedly got up from the chair, and respectfully came to the middle-aged man in front of him.

   Mr. Penguin, Birch!

   "Why did I come, Minister Qian, don't you know?" Looking sideways at Qian Fang, Hua Teng's voice was indifferent.

  The person following behind sneered a few times, showing his attitude.

  Qian Fang looked at the two people behind Huateng with frivolous attitudes, and knew that they were not Yi Yi's generation.

  The two are named Yan Kang and Wu Ke, and they often appear together with Hua Teng, who are his right-hand men.

   "The mistake of Fantasy Island this time was due to my lax management, which made my subordinates go wrong. I am really ashamed." Qian Fang nodded and bowed, with a flattering smile on his face.

  He just wanted to give himself a few slaps. If he knew that this incident would attract the attention of a big man like Huateng, he wouldn't have made that deal with Xie Xing in the first place if he was killed.

   Now that Huateng has arrived, needless to say, Xingshi is here to ask the crime.

   Subconsciously, Qian Fang wanted to clear up his responsibility, but Hua Teng stared at him fiercely, sweating profusely.

  Huateng's face was flat, "Qian Fang, I handed over the game market to you, not because I want you to do charity for the players and be a good person."

"I gave you a chance, but you can't grasp such a big market now, so I can only give this game development department a wave of blood." Brushing off his sleeves, Huateng seemed to be saying something Insignificant little things.

  Qian Fang's eyes showed panic, "Mr. Huateng, I was wrong. This time it was my mistake. Once again, once again, I will definitely crush those people!"

   Didn't listen to Qian Fang's explanation, Hua Teng waved his hand impatiently, several strong men poured in from the door, and pushed the struggling Qian Fang out.

  Outside the department, everyone was silent and did not dare to speak, knowing that Qian Fang had completely fallen, and his future was uncertain.

  The office door was closed again. Huateng closed his eyes for a long time, then broke the silence and asked with his back to the two.

   "The next market will be handed over to you, is it okay?"

   "That's natural." The one who answered the words was Yan Kang with a slightly rebellious face, the corners of his mouth curled up.

   "It's been a long time since I stretched my muscles and bones, and I just happened to play with this group of miscellaneous fish."

   "Mr. Huateng, don't worry, we will completely crush the so-called Fengyun Studio." Wu Ke, who looked solemn, also spoke, his tone was cold, but not lacking in confidence.

   "No, what I want is not just to destroy a studio." Huateng shook his head, turned around slowly, with a glint in his eyes.

   "What I want are computer games and free games, this is a brand new market!"

  Hearing this, Yan Kang and Wu Ke smiled at each other and replied at the same time.

"yes!"

   Satisfied with the two people's answers, Huateng nodded and said nothing, and waited until the people who had been driven out ahead returned, waved to stop the two of them seeing each other off, and strode away from the building.

  Come here to punish Qian Fang, it's just incidental.

  In the office room, there was a brief silence.

   "How to do it?" Wu Ke said coldly, the tacit understanding formed over the years made it easy for Yan Kang to understand what the other party meant.

   "Need to say?" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Yan Kang looked out the window, the sky was completely dark and cloudy.

   "Since you can't get something for the time being, let's destroy it completely."