27 42
"I didn't expect you to return to China to work so soon and finish your studies?" After Xiao Yunshen met Lan Jiashu at the dinner table in Beijing, his attitude was still very friendly, and he took the initiative to care about his current situation.
"Suspension." Lan Jiashu has been away from his hometown for a long time, and he has not eaten hot pot for a long time, and he is obviously quite happy: "I think this opportunity to come to Yixun is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and academic progress is not my ambition." β
"I think you made a smart choice, too." Xiao Yunshen smiled, his behavior in private was the same as in the media, and he was always very self-contained.
"Really?" Lan Jiashu suddenly put down his chopsticks: "Then guess, what am I looking for you for?" β
Xiao Yunshen pointed to his chin and said, "Invite me to go with you to Yi Xun?" β
"So smart?" Lan Jiashu was surprised.
"You can be more obvious, send me the company's information every three or five days, is it because you are full?" Xiao Yunshen drank beer and shook his head: "But I don't like the institutional atmosphere of large enterprises." β
"I don't like it either, but you can't just look at the surface." Lan Jiashu said seriously: "Yu Private, of course I especially hope to get your support, after all, you yourself are a signboard that attracts users." In fact, I entered such a huge company with such a high starting point, which is not a good thing, not only robbed other people's cakes, but also has limited qualifications, if I don't make achievements in a short time, I can only roll up and leave, I have plans in other aspects of the game, but about art, there is really no score at all. β
"What about Yu Gong, why should I help you?" Xiao Yunshen did not adopt a roundabout attitude with this young man.
"Didn't you say you wanted to make your own game?" Lan Jiashu said: "I have also learned about your studio, and it is better to say that it is artistic creativity, but in essence, it is still art outsourcing, even if you make the best effect on the market from the technical and artistic level, isn't it still to make wedding dresses for other people's products?" On the contrary, Yixun's art has never been the top in the industry, but why has it become the most profitable game company? Its mature development methods and unique operation methods, there are many places to learn directly, Mr. Xiao, you are so experienced, in fact, it doesn't take long, even if you only stay in Yixun for a year, you can absorb a lot of useful nutrients for you. β
Xiao Yunshen did not answer.
Lan Jiashu continued to persuade: "I really expect you to stay for a year, as for the position and treatment, within my ability, you can say whatever you want." β
"Yi Xun." Xiao Yun muttered deeply, as if he was thinking about something else because of the name.
But he didn't say anything, just smiled in the hot steam: "Give me time to think." β
Ken Songkou is hopeful, and Lan Jiashu can't help but feel joy.
Although what he said just now was not half a lie, what was more important to him was Hua Wan's desire to learn to paint with Xiao Yunshen.
I wonder if she will feel very happy if she really has a chance to achieve it now?
ββ
Lan Jiashu was full of ambition, but the reality quickly poured cold water on him.
It's simply a pride in the workplace and a frustration in love.
Why, what, no, meet, arrive, flower, late!
ββThis question has been deeply troubled by Lan Jiashu since the second day after entering the company.
While he was familiar with the company's products and the status of his projects, he also deliberately walked around in the name of being familiar with the company's environment, and as a result, he borrowed books, drank coffee, used the gym, and went to the canteen to eat two meals under everyone's curious eyes, but the result was that he didn't see the long legs that he was missing.
If it weren't for the conclusive evidence of the girl's personnel file and the update on the company's internal social software a few days ago, Lan Jiashu would have suspected that she was not here at all, and it was really a waste of the expectation of dressing up carefully and wearing a suit every morning.
Could it be that Hua Wan heard about his appearance and had fled?
Her personality is not so cowardly......
Lan Jiashu was puzzled.
It's a pity that everything has rules for everything, even if it is the vice president, the contact with the boss of each project in his hand must be particular.
Hua Wan's group has just been established, and they are all middle and senior staff drawn from various projects of the company, most of whom Ning Yuan has long been prepared to use for fist product research and development.
But the one who has made money is the uncle, and the income pressure that Ning Yuan gave him can't count on the new projects that haven't been skimmed at all, and he has to rely on the company's old heroes, so Lan Jiashu must first meet with a few people in charge of the game who are on the front line, and then he can take a break to discuss the new work.
He had no other way but to go to the Duanyou layer to understand the situation first under the leadership of Wang Linlin.
Afternoons are a lazy time for all office workers.
The development of the game that was already in operation was not very busy, and the young people who didn't know that he would raid and check were eating fruit, surfing the Internet, chatting, and ...... Looks very idle.
Lan Jiashu has never relaxed in the past few years at MIT, and usually only sleeps for about four hours a day and feels that there is not enough time, so the scene in front of him makes him a little irritable, and even his brows are furrowed.
Wang Linlin couldn't help coughing lightly, kindly reminding everyone.
The astute employees finally discovered the new leader, who knew nothing about the details, and immediately sat up right at the speed of light and got down to business.
But there will be people who don't have long eyes everywhere.
The two or three programmers in the corner were still wearing headphones to watch new episodes and chat about internal groups, and Lan Jiashu didn't even notice when he stood behind them.
In fact, not everyone will work hard and live desperately.
Many domestic companies are Yixun's atmosphere, with big families, big industries, and many bastards.
Lan Jiashu can also understand these realities.
But he was sharp-eyed, and saw that the outermost dead fat programmer actually posted a photo of Hua Wan in a group, which seemed to have been taken secretly at Starbucks downstairs, and typed a few words of yellow waste.
The silly girl in the photo is still wearing hot pants heartlessly, biting the straw and smiling at Lori next to her, although that height makes few men dare to chase, but the model-like figure is enough to make these single lewd men think.
Lan Jiashu was furious, reached out and ripped off this person's headphones, and asked coldly, "Do you know that it's work time?!" β
The fat man was shocked and suspicious, and when he turned around, he saw that it was the vice president who had already appeared on the homepage of the company's website, and quickly explained: "I was distracted for a while after the work was done just now." β
"Really?" Lan Jiashu leaned over and typed a few lines of instructions on the intranet machine he used for encoding, then picked up his badge and asked, "The time of your last server message was 5:38 pm yesterday, may I ask what you are busy with during this time from now on?" β
The fat man concluded, he hadn't seen the management of the programmer.
"Since it's so idle. It seems that neither the company nor the project needs your presence very much. Lan Jiashu dropped this sentence and went to the producer here.
Huang Linlin pursed the corners of her lips helplessly, so she had to play the role of the bad guy, write down his job number and let him pack up and leave.
"I'll ...... It's scary...... As for ......"
"I thought it was little fresh meat, but it was so ruthless......"
"I'm glad you reminded me, otherwise I'd have to change jobs......"
Everyone talked about it, and in an instant, Lan Jiashu's notoriety spread to all corners of the company along the Internet.
ββ
The hectic rush continued until two days later.
Lan Jiashu still didn't meet Hua Wan in the company, so she had to take the initiative to find her producer and take a look at the working environment of the long legs by the way.
When he approached the neighborhood, he couldn't help but feel a slight tension that he couldn't suppress.
Hua Wan should already know that she is coming
How would she react?
Awkward, angry, pretending to be stupid, or pretending not to know?
Or...... Happy?
Lan Jiashu's eyes were dazed, and he took a deep breath before approaching the office area in front of him alone.
I don't know if the employees are afraid of him, they all behave very seriously, work when they should work, hold meetings when they should have meetings, look at it and be orderly.
Walking to the side of the art department, Lan Jiashu almost immediately found Hua Wan's table, because it was full of all kinds of snacks, and the computer and chair were also made colorful by toys...... It's exactly the same as the rudimentary condition of the small apartment back then.
It's a pity that she wasn't there at all, and she didn't even turn on the computer.
No one knew about Lan Jiashu's dismissal two days ago if he didn't agree.
Song You, the special effects girl next to Hua Wan, raised her head and found that Mr. Lan had already frowned at Hua Wan's table, for fear that her long legs would unfortunately suffer, so she hurriedly explained in a low voice: "She, she hasn't come back from annual leave, it's not skipping work." β
"Hmm." Lan Jiashu breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that Huang Hongyu, the producer of this project, had already walked towards him, so he stretched out his arm to shake hands and say hello, and went to the conference room with him to communicate.
"I heard that Lan is always a doctor at MIT, don't you particularly look down on us?"
"What's so great about returnees?"
"It's not a big deal, you take one, do you recognize twenty-four letters?"
"Twenty-six, idiot."
The people who were also relaxed began to talk about it again, and they had obviously begun to demonize Mr. Xiaolan.