With Chen Xiaoguo's promise, Wang Cheng's psychology is much more relieved, at least he doesn't need to worry a lot about this matter, and then he can rest assured to find the necessary personnel for the formation of the game studio. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Before coming up with this idea, Wang Cheng had carefully understood the personnel required for a small, independent game development studio: producers, programmers, artists, planning, and testing. Different types of work have different responsibilities.

Producer: This is equivalent to the director of the film, the backbone core, and the overall coordination.

Program: Provide technical support, complete programming and other related work.

Artist: CG animation, in-game picture drawing, etc.

Planning: Provide gameplay, such as game backgrounds, props, and characters, just like writing a movie or TV series.

Testing: After the game is ready, it needs to be tested and fed back to various departments so that changes can be made.

And Wang Cheng thinks that the producer and planner can bear it alone, and the next step is to find a programmer ape and an artist, as for the testers, forget it, now is not the time for luxury and waste, and wait for the scale of the game studio to grow in the future.

In fact, in Wangchengkai, the little game he wanted to develop didn't even need art, but for the sake of perfection and the integrity of the studio, he still felt the need to break the bank.

It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening when he left Chen Xiaoguo's house, and today Chen Xiaoguo did not look for Wang Cheng to drink for the first time, and the two of them worked hard to put a pot of chicken soup into their stomachs to forget it, and after leaving, Wang Cheng swayed a belly of chicken soup and pedaled the little three wheels back home.

He plans to take a look at the talent market in two or three days, to see if he can find a few fish that have slipped through the net under the layers of selection by large enterprises, of course, the premise is that people can take a fancy to these independent studios with no background, no funds, and no works? Wang Cheng himself does not believe it.

Early the next morning, as soon as Wang Cheng's table was set, Lin San walked over with three or four men who looked like little hooligans, "Brother Wang, has you just opened the store?"

"The third brother laughed, where is my storefront, it's just a stall. Wang Cheng said with a smile, but he looked at the few people behind Lin San who were a little helpless.

Wang Cheng also knew that this was Lin San's subordinate who brought him training, but the clothes and the expressions on their faces all revealed that they were not good people; although Wang Cheng didn't think that setting up a stall was a very glamorous profession, he didn't need a suit and leather shoes, but he was exposed to the sun many times, but a harmless and kind face of people and animals was always needed.

But the person brought by Lin San is good, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, shrinking his neck, exhaling his waist, and his left and right legs are constantly exchanging and shaking, this image is definitely a guest to scare away one.

Lin San saw the helplessness in Wang Cheng's eyes, and he was also very helpless about this, how could he not know the importance of image, but the few people behind him were already these few people who could handle it, and the others couldn't even look at it: "This brother Wang, you should take care of it a little more, although my little brothers are not very good in image, they are all hard-working people, if there is anything bad you can do, you can take care of it a little more." ”

Wang Cheng nodded, he still understands this, but disciplining this group of people is also a headache, "Third brother, you can rest assured, since I have promised this matter, I will definitely do a good job, and you will know yourself to pick up people after a week." ”

Lin San smiled with relief, although his reputation has always been a little shameless, but he also came slowly from a gangster, he knew how difficult it was to peel off this coat, so he didn't want his little brothers to go down the same path as him again, he was eager to change the fate of these people and the trajectory of their future lives.

Although Lin San also ran a factory before, and all his younger brothers worked in it, but the financial crisis swept in, and now his factory is beyond his means, and all the younger brothers are idle at home, worried that they will go down the crooked road again Lin San is eager to find a suitable job for them, which is why Lin San will not be able to hold his breath and agree to Wang Cheng's request, it is not an exaggeration to say that Lin San's entire worth will be invested in cooperation with Wang Cheng.

"You all listen well, whatever Brother Wang tells you to do, you have to do it, if you let me know who is disobedient, that person will die. Seeing Wang Cheng say this, Lin San issued a warning to the four people behind him, and he was also afraid that Wang Cheng would not be able to control these slippery heads at his young age.

Just as Lin San thought, his four junior brothers looked at Wang Cheng with disdain in their eyes, and only then did they know that Lin San had warned the dead man.

Lin San said a few more words in front of Wang Cheng before he left, leaving behind the four junior brothers staring at each other with big eyes, just standing there without saying a word.

"Tell yourselves, a few of you. Wang Cheng broke this embarrassment in a timely manner, he didn't want all four of them to stand in front of his stall, this time to create the lowest point of his daily turnover.

"My name is Haonan!" the young man on the far left was the first to speak, and it was the name that gave Wang Cheng an extra black line on his head.

"My name is pheasant!" Wang Cheng had another black line on his head.

"My name is Da Tianer!"

"My name is Nestskin!" Wang Cheng's entire face darkened.

After the four of them were introduced one by one, Wang Cheng's whole face turned black, this is Hong Xing! But what kind of ghost is this? What age did the pheasant Haonan come out? Where is this to put Ye Liangchen's face?

Oh yes, now that Ye Liangchen hasn't appeared yet, Wang Cheng said angrily: "I'm asking your real name, who asked your nickname." ”

"Brother Wang, you just call me that. The boy named Nest said with a sneer.

Wang Cheng gave him a blank look, how could this kid called Chaopi want his younger brother's foreskin?

"I want my real name, if you don't say it, you can go back to Lin San directly. Wang Cheng looked at the four men with a threatening tone.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin San was mentioned, the four of them stopped eating in an instant, and they lowered their heads and said their names one by one.

"Zhao Fei"

"Tang Jing"

"Liu Yue"

"Chen Chen"

Wang Cheng nodded with satisfaction, what a nice name this is, what a bad thing to pretend to be in the underworld these days!

"Okay, okay, you should immediately return to me and change into clothes, the most ordinary and ordinary ones are fine, and if you don't want to, go back to Lin San immediately. ”