Number One Game Designer

Take a breath of the sweet smog of capitalist countries, which smells of industry, but also of strife.

"Chicago, here I come again."

The above are Fang Xi's brief thoughts after getting off the plane.

This city also belongs to the northern part of the continental United States. Fang Xi feels three points colder than Linjing City physically. Wrapped in a coat, Fang Xi and Chen Yu saw that the person who came to pick up the plane was very tall and burly. The recognizable three Ogg brothers, and their brand: GTA.

"It seems that the three of Aoge really want to make this game now." Fang Xi chuckled.

"After all, they have been idle for too long." Chen Yu who stood aside replied.

For this trip, Fang Xi still made an appointment with Chen Yu. For him, Chen Yu was almost a flawless deputy. He said less, did more, and was very capable. Anyone would like him.

Nodding his head, Fang Xi said:

"Let's go there."

Looking at the three big men wearing short sleeves and jackets, Fang Xi curled his lips, thinking that he is in good health and can do whatever he wants.

Seeing that the path he took last time was not quite the same as his last visit, Fang Xi was a little curious:

"Ogg, have you moved?"

Talking about this Aoge laughed, reached out and patted Fang Xi's shoulder, making Fang Xi's body tilt:

How come I didn't realize that this guy has such a big hand last time!

"I also want to thank you, FANG, and your assistant CHEN."

"CHEN, Chen Yu?" Fang Xi guessed.

Auger nodded:

"The last time he stayed here for a week, he helped us completely get rid of the last vampire boss, and then helped us rent a new working environment. He said that the villa will...how will it be?"

"Confusion between the working environment and the living environment can easily lead to no sense of time, but our next project may require long-term hard work." Chen Yu calmly took Ogg's words.

Fang Xi thought about the villa he saw last time. It must be spacious for three people, but it can only be said to be cramped for dozens of people.

At that time, Fang Xi also went up to look at it later, and there were also a lot of machines crookedly placed on the second floor.

Auger laughed loudly and patted Chen Yu on the shoulder again, but he didn't move. Fang Xi's eyes jumped when he saw it: "Old Chen, there is something wrong."

"Yes, yes, although I don't understand this, we are still very grateful for the new working environment you found for us, and you also helped our studio staff solve the accommodation problem, but the dormitory is a little narrower."

Fang Xi knew this, because he was the one who explained it. Now Fang Xi finally remembered that before he left, he had talked with Chen Yu about the management of the studio. At that time, Fang Xi said that copying Hongyi's small model was a good idea. The best choice is to arrange the staff dormitory within a ten-minute walk from the studio, preferably a collective dormitory, psychologically separate the working environment from the living environment, and then make the living environment a bit worse, so that employees will If you automatically choose to stay in a working environment with better conditions for a long time, you will unconsciously work overtime.

Thinking of this, Fang Xi decided to verify it:

"Ogg, do you live far from the studio?"

Satisfied with this Auger:

"Although the accommodation that CHEN found for us is not big, the price is not cheap, and it is only three minutes' walk from the place of work. We are very satisfied."

Fang Xi sighed, well, it seems that Chen Yu has learned what he said, and thought of what Ogg said just now, "getting rid of the last vampire boss", but he didn't expect it, his side is more black-hearted than the vampire boss .

Shaking his head, Fang Xi told himself in his heart that he had sent a lot of money here, so he diverted his attention, and Fang Xi asked about the game:

"Ogg, have you figured out what kind of story GTA is going to tell?"

Speaking of which, Ogg, a burly man who couldn't stretch himself in the car, smiled like a little girl:

"FANG, when you told me last time, you were confident,

I believe that you already have your own story, why not..."

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, and Dillon, who had been taciturn before, also picked up the words:

"And it is said that Sorrento's "Borderland" got your incomplete script, and the incomplete script can reach five million sales, FANG, and now the entire black market in North America is buying your full version of the game at a high price script."

Unexpectedly, Sorrento also served as a background board this time, but Dillon was still a little curious about Fang Xi:

"How's Sorrento?"

"Crazy." Ono, who was driving, pouted, his voice full of disdain.

"Yes." Ogg nodded: "Discussions related to Sorrento have been banned on the player forum RED. In the industry, Sorrento has completely lost all its collaborators after FANG you posted that video, but he still claims These are all fabricated by you, and you are jealous of his income."

Fang Xi was dumbfounded: Where is the promised beacon of freedom? "What's the matter with the ban on discussion? Aren't you democratic freedom?"

"Hahahaha" when Fang Xi said this, the three people in the car laughed and Ti Lung shook his head:

"FANG, don't you still believe this? These are the clichés that the damned officials use to deceive immigrants. If you ask me, apart from the hard conditions of public resources, education and health, everything else is nonsense."

"However, FANG." This is Dillon with a little embarrassment: "Foreigners who work in Electronic Arts can easily get a green card in the United States. We are now employees of Hongyi, and we can get a green card from Huaxia. Green card or naturalization?"

"???" Fang Xi was bewildered, what did he say that the United States is supreme?

Ogg curled his lips and told Fang Xi the truth: "Dillon may be getting married in two years. He is worried about the safety of Chicago, or the safety of the United States. If you go to China, you don't have to worry about breaking into your house in the middle of the night. You have a shotgun that can blast through the ceiling, and you don’t have to worry about the incidents on the street hitting your car full of holes, let alone being in the hospital in pain and being told by the nurse that your appointment with the doctor will be next month. I have time to treat you."

"There was a poor guy named Morley in our studio last month. His child had a fever and went to the emergency department of the hospital. He stayed there for one night. Guess how much the final medical bill was?"

Fang Xi thought about it, combined with domestic prices, tentatively guessed:

"$400?"

Ogg stared wide-eyed, then shook his head and said:

"FANG, this is why we envy you Huaxia people. For you, seeing a doctor has never been difficult. Poor fellow Molai, the emergency room for one night is a sky-high price."

Dillon solved Fang Xi's doubts: "For those who are admitted to the hospital in an emergency, there is a charging item (trauma activation fee) in the fee. Hours."

Fang Xi was taken aback. No wonder the United States respects doctors and lawyers. Lawyers don’t know, but this doctor is making huge profits:

"What about the insurance?"

"The price after insurance was $3,500 an hour, and it cost the poor guy a total of $38,000 in the end."

Fang Xi took a deep breath. At this price, if you just watch a child with a fever in China, the hospital will probably be demolished.

The people of American imperialism are indeed living in dire straits!