But Liu Qingyan couldn't figure out what the reason was, so they had no choice but to give up no matter how unwilling they were.
As for Bai Xingyi, she calmed down and devoted herself to work.
She studied finance in college, because Liu Qingli initially planned for her to come back and join Zhan's company, but later found out that unless she got the position of president, her salary for that month would not be enough to make up a fraction of her salary. Later, she changed She wanted to take shortcuts, so she stopped caring about whether she was studying well or not.
So Bai Xing transferred to design school halfway through, and now works as a game original artist. As the team leader, if her session is not completed, much of the subsequent work will not be carried out.
Fortunately, my body recovered and I felt much better after a good night's sleep.
Bai Xingyi arrived at the company early the next day. After the team meeting, Ruan Qing from the publicity team heard that she was going to see her boss. She thought she also wanted to report, so she went with her.
It was said to be a first draft, but in fact it had been revised many times. Bai Xingyi handed it over with confidence and took it back dejectedly.
Considering her illness, her boss Xiao Cheng asked rather tactfully, "Is this what you spent half a month making?"
Bai Xingyi heard the doubt in his words and nodded hesitantly: "Because the goal set in the early stage was to make a healing game, I started from the pastoral direction and designed several ancient-style characters..."
Xiao Cheng raised his hand to stop. As a decision-maker, he took a longer-term view, "Team Leader Bai, you have to know that if a game wants to run longer, its uniqueness plays a big factor."
"As for the pastoral style you mentioned, as far as I know, the studio next door has made three." He asked Bai Xingyi, "Do you think the ones you make are better than theirs?"
The studio next door started earlier than them, and in the early days, they even picked up original painters who came from big companies, and their qualifications were much higher than Bai Xingyi's.
Regarding what Xiao Cheng said, Ruan Qing, who often visited the game, knew a thing or two, and added in a low voice: "None of the three games passed the test, and the highest player retention rate in half a year is ridiculously low."
It’s a shame since the studio next door made games.
Hearing this, Bai Xingyi's face turned red and he didn't know how to refute. The question raised by Xiao Cheng was indeed fatal, and she took it for granted.
Being hit by such a blow, her mood was somewhat depressed.
Ruan Qing knew that Bai Xingyi had put a lot of effort into this, so he added, "But Boss Xiao, there are only so many themes, and the label pastoral is a healing one, so it can be considered an advantage."
Xiao Cheng was not so polite to her, "Low risk means low return. The game turnover income is linked to your bonus. We have learned from past mistakes. Are you sure you stick to this direction?"
Not to mention Ruan Qing, Bai Xingyi had nothing to say about this, "I understand, boss, I will redesign it."
Xiao Cheng was business-like: "I'll give you another week at most."
"Okay boss."
Bai Xingyi and Ruan Qing left the conference room together. Ruan Qing glanced at the first draft and felt helpless, "Zhou Bapi has a very high vision. In his eyes, such a good design is no different from garbage."
"But what he said makes sense." Bai Xingyi sighed.
Her design draft looks pretty good, but as Xiao Cheng said, the chances of a game based on it failing are too high.
They are not a big manufacturer and don’t have that much money for trial and error. Forget it, let her think about it again.
Bai Xingyi lowered his head and glanced at the time. It was dinner time. He turned to Ruan Qing and asked, "Let's go eat first."
The studio is equipped with a microwave, so if you don’t want to eat takeout, you can bring your own food to heat it up.
Bai Xingyi and Ruan Qing both brought food from home. They had a good relationship and often ate together. The two took their lunch boxes and walked towards the microwave.
But for some reason, after working on it for a long time, the microwave didn't seem to be running, and the indicator light on it never came on.
Ruan Qing patted it twice and said, "The microwave seems to be broken."
"What should I do?" No one in the studio knows how to repair things. Now it's too late to call the maintenance master to eat. Bai Xingyi can only report the situation first and glance at the lunch box sadly. She doesn't want to eat cold food.
"Would you like some takeout?"
Ruan Qing's mind was racing and she shook her head, "There's no good takeout here. There's a microwave next door. Let's borrow it. Come on, I'll take you there."
Bai Xingyi has a deeper understanding of Ruan Qing's social status.
They say they are next door, but in fact the two families are upstairs and downstairs. Ruan Qing was too lazy to climb the stairs, so he took Bai Xingyi up in the elevator. When he went out, he was at Lingfeng Studio.
The two of them walked in chatting and laughing. At this time, Fu Qi had just finished talking about cooperation with the boss of Lingfeng Studio. The two groups of people passed by. Fu Qi looked back and his eyes stayed on Bai Xingyi for a few seconds.
Bai Xingyi is a beauty everywhere, so she really attracts attention.
But Fu Qi felt that something about her looked familiar. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember and said to the studio owner on the side:
“Boss Huang’s employees are more beautiful than the last.”
Boss Huang didn't know why, so he followed his gaze and saw Ruan Qing. But Ruan Qing is familiar with him, and his appearance can only be considered handsome. People like Fu Qi should not find it strange.
Therefore, he should be talking about another person.
Bai Xingyi rarely went out outside his studio. Boss Huang didn't know him and guessed he was Ruan Qing's colleague. He felt a pang in his heart when he saw Fu Qi staring at him.
Mr. Fu must have fallen in love with her.
Boss Huang instantly felt that Ruan Qing and Bai Xingyi were an eyesore. He thought for a moment, smiled at Fu Qi and said, "Mr. Fu, they are not from my place. They look strange. They may be relatives of one of the employees."
A trace of suspicion flashed in Fu Qi's eyes. He didn't believe Boss Huang's words. He turned around and glanced at Bai Xingyi. He remembered the other person's appearance in his heart, turned around and said, "That's it."
Then he stretched out his hand and shook hands with the boss, "That's it for today. I hope we can have a happy cooperation."
When Boss Huang heard this, he smiled brightly: "Okay, Mr. Fu, if you need anything, please contact me at any time. I will definitely spare no effort to cooperate with you."
Fu Qi nodded to him, raised his feet and left.
Watching the elevator go down, the boss waved to the assistant next to him, "Those two people from Atomic Studio who came to our place just now, what did they say they were here for?"
The assistant inquired about it and replied: "The microwave is broken and he wanted to come over and heat up a meal with us."
The boss felt really depressed after hearing what he said.
"Tell them to leave immediately. They are not allowed to come here to heat meals again."
The assistant felt helpless after hearing what he said.
The boss is so overbearing that he won't even let me borrow a microwave oven.
He didn't know that what the boss was thinking about at this time was that he was afraid that they would come to steal his business and prevent Fu Qi from meeting them again.
"Okay boss, I'll go right away."
