Number One Game Designer

The two sat there looking at each other speechlessly, but Ti Lung's posture was a little bit vigilant, because Lin Rongchang's appearance seemed a bit suspicious no matter what.

In such a quiet atmosphere, the ringtone of the mobile phone seemed unusually abrupt.

Lin Rongchang was taken aback by himself, while Di Lung on the other side became more and more wary: Why would a person who has no ghosts in his heart be so startled?

Lin Rongchang took out his mobile phone and shivered again. The note on it clearly showed Fang Xi's number. After struggling for less than a second, Lin Rongchang still pressed the answer button.

"You should have arrived in Chicago?" Fang Xi's voice in the microphone was as usual, bright and kind, but Lin Rongchang's cold sweat came down "shua".

"If you don't say anything, you agree. You should also know that I'm in Long Island. You don't have to come here. I'm leaving soon. Well... you can rest for a night and then buy a plane ticket. See you in Greece. I'm going to Chongming Bird Studio."

"Is there a problem?"

Lin Rongchang took a breath, and said hoarsely: "Okay...Okay."

Fang Xi frowned while holding the phone: "Pay attention to your body, don't force yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Xi pulled the zipper of the jacket, and then pulled it up a bit to prevent the wind from blowing in.

At this time, he and Ogg were on the beach in the northern part of Long Island. The wind was howling, the blue waves were empty, and there were dots of snow particles greeting their faces. However, Fang Xi also saw scenery that he could not see in his hometown:

A thick layer of ice and snow has piled up on the reef standing by the sea, and the lower half of the reef is still under the impact of the waves. The temperature here is already below zero, but because of the waves, there is no ice, only in places where the waves cannot reach. Snow and ice.

"Who said there is no snow in Long Island." Fang Xi pouted, the snowstorm was enough for him to drink a pot.

"Boss, is this snow so beautiful?" Aoge couldn't understand. He knew that it snowed in his boss's hometown, so how could he be so obsessed with snow like a person who grew up in the tropics?

"You do not understand."

Standing pretty in the cold wind, Fang Xi looked melancholy:

"He still yearns for the snow on Long Island, and the singing of birds in the Pampas... Bah, bah, bah, bah."

Before he finished speaking, he swallowed a mouthful of wind and snow, and Ogg retracted his head directly into the car. The two of them rented a car, and Ogg acted as a bodyguard and driver. During this time, he also felt that his boss It's not as scary as imagined, it's still the happy young man who can't understand.

Fang Xi shook his head, and decided to forget about the affairs of this place. He wanted to be a literary artist, but now he felt like a dude at the scene.

After shaking off the wind and snow, Fang Xi also got into the car, the heater blowing on his face relieved his stiff face, Fang Xi rubbed his face, then stretched out his hand to warm his hands at the warm air vent of the air conditioner, and said to Ogg:

"Come on, let's go directly to Greece."

Ogg heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his boss did not continue to go crazy. If he stayed here, he was afraid that his boss would wear shorts to the beach to fight against the wind and waves like those Viking warriors in his hometown, so he had to consider whether to put it on. The boss knocked me out and took me back to see a doctor.

Taking a last look at the windy seaside, Fang Xi knocked on Ogg's car seat to signal that he could leave.

"Boss, why didn't you drive your private jet when you came out this time?" Aoge chatted with Fang Xi while stepping on the gas pedal and turning the steering wheel.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Fang Xi was curious,

By the way, I removed the scarf around my neck. After the car warmed up, the scarf that was originally used to keep out the cold was like a prison rope, which was very uncomfortable.

"For our project last month, I just completed the structure related to the flight of the plane in the game, but after I finished writing the structure, I ran and tried it, and it felt weird. It's the kind of game where flying a plane feels..." Ao Greg scratched his head, trying to find the right words to describe his feelings.

"Nothing special?" Fang Xi continued.

"Right!" Auger slapped his thigh, and Fang Xi's eyelids trembled when he saw it. Fortunately, this is not a busy city, otherwise Fang Xi would have wanted to grab the steering wheel and drive by himself.

"It's the feeling you mentioned, boss. I feel that the flying effect I made is no different from other games. Then my second brother Dillon told me that it might be because he has never taken a private jet before. Said that I should do field research and take a private jet, and it is best to go to the cockpit of the private jet to take a look at the materials when I can fly, so maybe I can understand what is wrong with the flying effect I created myself.”

"Then...?" Fang Xi understood, he wanted to collect information.

Auger smiled shyly:

"My second brother said, Boss, you bought a very expensive private jet. If I beg you, you might have a chance to realize your wish. What do you think, Boss?"

Fang Xi froze for a moment, clapped his palms and laughed, it seems that Ogg's mind is not as rough as his appearance.

But this is not a difficult task. After buying this private jet, Lu Wanqi only used it once. Thinking of this, Fang Xi said:

"Tomorrow, I will send a private plane to Greece to pick us up for Huaxia. You can take a good look at it then."

Ogg laughed too, and said another thing:

"Boss, when you came to Chicago, the old man at the University of Chicago invited you to give a speech. Why didn't you go?" Ogg asked another question.

Fang Xi lowered the back of the seat, and then lay down lazily, feeling drowsy with the warmth of the car's air conditioner. Hearing what Ogg said, he asked in a half-dream, "What do you think?"

Aoge was a little excited because Fang Xi agreed to inspect the private jet. Hearing what Fang Xi said, he immediately analyzed with great interest:

"I think the first one is because it was too sudden. Boss, you are a global celebrity now. A singer came to Chicago for a concert half a year ago. We started promoting it a year earlier. Boss, you are richer than that singer. Well, there is nothing so casual."

"Then I think it might be because the old professor didn't say how much he paid." Ogg curled his lips: "Knowledge is priceless, but dissemination of knowledge requires rewards. These people always want to do nothing."

Fang Xi laughed in a low voice while he was half asleep and half awake, and said in an ethereal voice:

"It's not the time yet. When our second world is completed, I'm going to start a global speech tour to tell them that the new era has already..."

This sentence can still be heard at the beginning, but the sound has gradually become inaudible, and then only a slight snoring can be heard.

Auger turned his head to look at Fang Xi, who was already asleep. He hesitated for a while or slowed down the car, and then turned on the air conditioner a little softer.

Then he grinned silently: Boss is really relieved of himself.

Of course he didn't know how powerful Fang Xi's strengthened body was, and Fang Xi would be able to wake up immediately if he was even slightly malicious.

The premise of being reassuring to others casually is to have confidence in one's own strength.