No matter how long the job lasts.

For this salary alone, they are willing to keep working.

However, if they graduate or find a more stable job, they are not sure whether they will choose another direction.

Then this time they could have a big meal, Zuo Zhen treated them, and they felt that they had never been so happy in their lives.

Everyone was happy, and Zuo Zhen was equally happy.

This small team of my own has been formed.

Next, the efficiency of game development can also be greatly improved.

He has already begun to consider making some game types that he has not been able to get involved in before.

It’s best to eat up all the dividends of the early Famicom era in one go.

A group of people were full of wine and food and returned to their respective homes.

Xie Qin drunkenly rode a brand new bicycle back home.

This bicycle was bought with his salary and cost him forty yuan.

This is the first time in his life that he has spent so much money, and he is very precious to his bicycle.

He simply pushed his bicycle inside the house, as if he was afraid that his bicycle would be exposed to the sun and rain.

"Son, where did this... your bicycle come from?"

Xie Qin's mother walked out of the back room after hearing the sound at the door, and then saw Xie Qin pushing the car in.

She looked stunned.

Where did such a new car come from?

Bought with money?

How can the family have the extra money to buy another bicycle?

Xie Qin's face turned red after drinking, and now he said very proudly: "Mom, I have started to make money, and I can also treat your illness in the future!"

"Ah?" Xie Qin's mother was confused. "Dad, has your father arranged a job for you? Where is it? Driving nails or mopping the floor in the office?"

"No, I'm just doing some work with someone. Mom, let me tell you, this job is much better than in the factory. I don't even have to use my physical strength, I just need to use my hands."

"It's just nonsense, there's no such thing as such a good thing."

"Look, Mom, if you still don't believe it, come on, Mom, look at what this is."

Xie Qin took out the remaining 60 yuan of salary to buy the car, and then stuffed it all into his mother's hand.

"This is my salary, one hundred a month!"

"..."

Xie Qin’s mother felt in a trance.

Is this a dream?

But the money on hand, and the brand new bicycle...

"Mom, just be happy! Your son can make a lot of money in the future! Brother Zuo said that there will be additional rewards at the end of the year. Then I will take you to a big hospital to prescribe medicine. Your illness cannot be delayed. Got it!"

Xie Qin was happy that he could make money, and he was also happy to show off to his mother.

At the same time, he was still thinking about video games in his heart.

He can also play and experience games while working, and once you play this thing once, you will never forget the feeling.

It was a very wonderful experience.

In the university, Yu Mengchen, who had dinner with Zuo Zhen and others, returned to the dormitory.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Entering the dormitory, the three roommates were discussing something at the table by the window. They turned their heads after hearing the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Ah, our Mengchen is back. He came back very late today. Is this the work you mentioned?"

Yu Mengchen shook his head: "No, it's not work, it's a dinner for our team to celebrate the first salary."

"Huh? Are you getting paid? How much are you getting?"

"It shouldn't be much, just a job at the university, ten yuan?"

"Ten yuan is not a lot. I can buy a lot of cream."

"But it shouldn't be anything to us Mengchen, haha."

There was a burst of laughter from several girls.

Yu Mengchen was helpless: "Money is not important, what is important is..."

"We know that the important thing is that our Mengchen is recognized by others. You have said this several times before, and we have memorized it."

Yu Mengchen was silent for a while.

"So Mengchen, how much have you paid? You still have to go out to celebrate. Your leader is very rich."

"From what you say, a meal probably costs thirty or forty yuan, right? How much salary can you give? Ten yuan? Twenty yuan? It can't be thirty yuan, right?"

In the eyes of several girls, university jobs really don’t pay much.

"There's a hundred dollars."

? ? ?

"One hundred dollars?"

"Yeah." Yu Mengchen nodded.

She didn't feel much about it.

However, she discovered that the expressions of the three roommates in the dormitory had changed significantly.

The three of them wanted to confirm again, but for a moment they didn't know how to ask again.

One hundred yuan can buy several pieces of clothing, cream, and even lipstick.

Just painting?

Yu Mengchen said that they were all a little envious.

"Mom, if I could have a salary of 100 yuan, I would buy a suit with shoulder lifts."

"I heard that afro hair is very popular recently. It costs more than 20 yuan to perm it once. One hundred yuan is enough to perm it five times."

Mengchen did not participate in their discussion.

Because she seemed to be very worried at this time, she went straight back to her bed and hugged her legs with her hands, her head buried deep in her knees.

She remembered what happened when she went home a few days ago.

That was something that didn't make her very happy.

Only by being around Zuo Zhen and working for Zuo Zhen can I feel a little bit like I can find myself again. Otherwise, I feel a little confused in life.

In such a preoccupied situation, she fell asleep unknowingly. In her dream, she dreamed that her father and brother strictly ordered her to agree to their request, otherwise there would be very serious consequences.

She felt bad.

The next morning, today was the day Zuo Zhen and Nakamura Akira agreed to talk.

So he rode his bicycle to the telephone building early and waited for Akira Nakamura's call before answering the long-distance call.

A few minutes later the phone rang, and it was Akira Nakamura.

There was no need for the operator to check this time. Zuo Zhen was already very familiar with the operator and just picked up the phone and answered it.

"Hello, Zuozhen-san?"

"It's me, Nakamura-san. How are the preparations for the squirrel battle going?"

"The promotion has started, and I have been keeping an eye on it. Now your game is also the project I am focusing on this time. The sales of Contra were good before, and the people above have paid more attention to it."

Akira Nakamura was in a good mood.

Because of Contra, he received awards from several major directors above.

At the same time, his team also developed two high-quality games this year.

The Legend of Zelda, and Metroid.

One is aimed at children and the other is aimed at youth. At this time, both have achieved millions of sales.

Coupled with the fact that he has a keen eye for Contra, this is all his merit.

"This is really good news. Then Nakamura-san, I will bring you new good news."

"What?"

"I've made another game, do you want to see it?"

Akira Nakamura:?

Do you play games to lay eggs? Why doesn't it stop?

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