Super Game Empire

Lian Wei's relaxed and calm tone made Yang Yun on the other end of the phone a little surprised. Few ordinary people would be so calm when they heard his name. Lian Wei is really an interesting person.

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"I've seen your thoughts on the fairy tale game. I want to invite you to lunch and discuss the ideal fairy tale world together. Are you free at noon today? I'll send a car to pick you up."

"Okay, I'm free, please ask the driver to pick me up at this address..." Lian Wei calmly reported the landlord's address, and then hung up the phone gently.

The landlord and aunt are pretty good. Not only do they not look down on Lian Wei at home all day long, but they often are from other places and send him some vegetables every now and then. Later, they learned that he is a literary worker and his novels are about him.

She is also encouraging, not despised, from this point of view, she is a good person.

"Xiao Lian, who called you? It sounds like he wanted to treat you to a meal?" the landlord asked curiously.

"Yes, Aunt Wang! Thank you, this phone call is so important to me! I'll go back to the house first!"

Lian Wei nodded with a smile, his mind became particularly clear-headed. He knew that Yang Yun must have seen his reply in the post and agreed with some of his views and thoughts, so he called him.

Ask him to meet.

This may be the only opportunity in his life. Whether he can find a way out and whether his dream of martial arts and fairy tales can continue to be preserved depends on whether he can impress Yang Yun for today's lunch.

"If you young people are better off making more friends and communicating with the outside world!"

Lian Wei expressed his gratitude. He left the landlord's home and returned to his simple and cramped small single room. He closed the door, fumbled and lit a cigarette, and sat in front of the computer.

He did not turn on the lights, nor did the curtains open, and there were only dim lights from the computer display screen in the room. He just smoked a cigarette and sat silently for ten minutes.

Then he acted as if he had made up his mind. He began to rummage through boxes, press himself under the bed, dragged out the innermost bookcase, and took out several black cover notebooks at the bottom, which were his former fantasies.

It is possible to see the light of day again, and these things today are likely to be valued by some people.

After putting away the notebook, he opened the D disk of the computer, picked up some of the electronic information he collected, stored it in a floppy disk, and then placed the floppy disk into the mezzanine of his schoolbag, clamped it with the notebook to prevent it from being bent.

He did all this in a very organized manner, and after doing it all, he looked at the clock. It was still more than half an hour before the agreed time was reached. So he turned off the computer, turned off the light, curled up at the foot of the bed, and hugged his legs.

The eyes in the darkness shone with light, and he looked at the glass windows that were stuck to the newspaper, without blinking.

The sun shines on the newspaper outside the window. You can vaguely see the bold title and the outline of the picture. The sun is bright outside. The inside of the house is pitch black, which is Lian Wei's special way of thinking. This is how his martial arts novel plot is thought out.

It's like looking for light in the darkness.

He was quietly drafting his hand in his belly, thinking about the emergencies and various problems that might be encountered later. He knew that opportunities were for those who were prepared, and he must seize this opportunity as long as he could push it.

Open the black window covered with newspapers, and outside is the paradise of the broad road.

At 11 o'clock, Lian Wei locked the door, walked out of the courtyard with a heavy schoolbag, walked through the alley, and stood on the street. He saw a tall and mighty black business car driving towards him and parked beside him.

He was a little lost in the sight of the herringbone circle trademark at the front of the car, as if it was a Mercedes-Benz. He only heard a voice asking, "Is it Mr. Lian?"

"yes!"

"Please get in the car, Mr. Yang is already waiting for you!"

Lian Wei got into the car. The Mercedes-Benz business car was wide and the seats were soft leather sofas. The luxury and exquisiteness were everywhere in the car. The Mercedes-Benz trademark was solemn and formal, all showing the owner's respect for him as a guest.

At the same time, Zhou Tao was also picked up by a black Mercedes-Benz business car from the entrance of the faculty and staff building of Beijing Normal University, which surprised the colleagues and teachers who knew him well.

"This car is a Mercedes-Benz imported business car? I have only read pictures in the newspaper and heard that one car is more than one million!"

"Tsk tsk, although I don't know the car logo, I know the license plate! Jinga11888, this brand is definitely not cheap!"

"Haha, see who would still say that Xiao Zhou's father-in-law came to inspect? If it were his father-in-law, anyone would be nervous if he had such a rich father-in-law. If he had such a rich father-in-law, he would still be a lecturer in our miserable place.

Qualifications?”

Several teachers watched the Mercedes-Benz disappear from their sight and smiled and returned to their respective positions. Although they didn't say anything, their hearts were already full of turmoil. No matter what, Zhou Tao's relationship is quite solid.

They began to wonder if they had offended him before and how they should make up for the broken relationship when he came back.

Zhou Tao soon arrived at the Beijing Animation and Game Industrial Park. Mercedes-Benz drove straight in, and the doorman took the initiative to salute them.

He didn't dare to ask too much. Although the driver was also very kind, he always felt a sense of diaphragm.

Yes, he felt very uncomfortable with such treatment from the bottom of his heart. He knew that the driver could not afford this car, but he felt that even the status of the driver was not as good as that of his psychology field.

A kind of Mendessa psychology category, too big of a gap will easily lead to a sense of loss.

But the loss soon disappeared. Mercedes-Benz stopped near a building with people coming and going. Pedestrians were wearing work clothes with the words "Longteng Entertainment Games Company" printed on them. The ordinary building entering and leaving the book "Longteng Canteen" is written on it.

A big word, a sense of intimacy arose in Zhou Tao's heart, as if he was in a place where teachers and students had dinner together in the school.

The driver smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Yang is waiting for you in the CEO's private room on the second floor of the canteen. I won't take you out!"

Zhou Tao agreed, opened the car door, suddenly felt a little weird, and asked, "Why is Mr. Yang treating guests in the cafeteria? Did he not go to the hotel or something?"

The driver smiled: "Mr. Yang invited the French President to dinner in this canteen!"

Zhou Tao was in a good mood immediately. Mercedes-Benz was too far away from his life. He might not have entered a five-star hotel once in his life, but the cafeteria was different. He saw it three times a day.

When I heard that even the French president was invited to dinner in the Longteng cafeteria, his feeling of respect really made him feel extremely satisfied, as if he had become the French president and enjoyed the treatment of the president.

But... there are too many presidents here, right? Zhou Tao smiled at the crowds of Longteng employees and walked into the cafeteria quickly.

The president's private room on the second floor was decorated in a simple and gorgeous manner, with a large area, and the two waiters served the whole process. Zhou Tao walked in carefully and happened to hear the loud talk coming from inside.

"...I think the central point of the word martial arts should be in the word "门". The earliest hero in China should be a ranger in folk culture, but this spirit is not recognized by the political center, or even prohibited!"

"Interesting, you will continue to introduce it."

"I have written such an example in the forum. Han Feizi, a Legalist in the pre-Qin era, had a famous article called "Five Worms", which pointed out that there are five types of people in society who should be killed, Confucian scholars of the Warring States Period, Zong/Hengjia, with a sword

Rangers are afraid of military service and business practitioners. Rangers are considered to be violating the ban with martial arts, and their military power is too strong, which may cause great disasters..."

Zhou Tao didn't finish listening, but he knew that he should have found the real master. The person who explained the word "martial arts" should be his familiar friend "Li Ming" online. They have already dealt with each other online, and the other one should not be unexpected.

It is Yang Yun, the host who treats him today.

Sure enough, after the waiter informed, Yang Yun and others stopped to discuss, and the guests stood up together, greeted Zhou Tao with a smile, and welcomed him to take his seat.

We have been intimate with each other for a long time, and we reported our names to each other and introduced ourselves to our work in reality. After handing over a round of cigarettes and complimenting each other, we became familiar with each other.

Yang Yun looked at the guests and asked with a smile: "Why don't we serve the dishes first and chat while eating?"

Next, someone came to ask what wine to drink. Zhou Tao and Lian Wei only realized after hearing the explanation that everything here is free for self-service, with more dishes and more wine, and whatever they want. The two of them were feeling that Long Teng made a big deal.

At the same time, they noticed the warm reminder everywhere on the menu, saving is a virtue, and they really admire it as much as they eat.

"This is our Longteng culture. We will create a very free environment for every employee to do whatever they want. It turns out that this will not lead to uncontrollable abuse and collapse. On the contrary, everyone consciously regards themselves as their masters.

Showing considerable autonomy." Zhao Yongping introduced to the two of them, who nodded and praised repeatedly.

"After hearing this explanation, the French president nodded like this!" Zhang Guoqiang suddenly said this, which made everyone laugh.

The atmosphere was very good. After the dishes and wine were served, everyone started chatting while eating.

At Longteng’s working meals, people usually rarely drink alcohol, no wine or etiquette. Everyone is like drinking afternoon tea and smoking in the corridor and balcony, because when eating, it is the most relaxed and pleasant

At all times, the brainstorming of many game development teams is caused by dinner parties.

Yang Yun said: "I invite you two, mainly because I appreciate you two. I like your speeches on the official forum very much, and I also have a few things I don't understand that I want to ask you in person. I want to ask Teacher Zhou, Teacher Lian just now

It is said that the knights were the opposition of society in the pre-Qin era, and I also saw that it became a popular type during the Han Dynasty. Liu Bang, the Emperor of Han, was called a model of the chivalrous man. This 180-degree transformation in history,

What do you think?” (To be continued...)