Chapter 130: The Proud Boy
Song Xiang's already slightly red cheeks became even more red when Shen Fan asked him this.
Song Xiang nodded lightly: "Well, it was my birthday the day before yesterday." β
Shen Fan looked at the minor in front of him, well, he was a classmate who had just become an adult and felt speechless for a while.
After Song Xiang finished speaking, there was a strange and quiet atmosphere in the entire office.
Shen Fan coughed lightly: "That, happy birthday classmate." "Temporarily relieved the awkward atmosphere at this time.
"That.... I'm an adult and can work. Song Xiang raised his flushed cheeks and said softly.
Shen Fan coughed and said, "That's the truth, it's just that classmate, you just turned eighteen years old, classmate, don't you have to go to school?" β
Hearing Shen Fan say this, Song Xiang's head lowered even deeper, Song Xiang paused and said more quietly: "That, I just wanted to ask, does our studio recruit part-time players, it's the kind of part-time player." β
"Part-time player?" Shen Fan was a little puzzled
Song Xiang whispered: "It's that I have to go to school now, but don't worry, I will spend all my spare time working." β
After saying this game, Song Xiang lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Shen Fan anymore.
Shen Fan glanced at the fat man next to him, the fat man didn't say anything, just gestured to Shen Fan, and then shook his head.
The meaning of the fat man is obvious, Shen Fan also understands the meaning of the fat man, now some studios are recruiting full-time gamers, and there is no need for part-time players, besides, Song Xiang is still a student, and there is not much game time that can be taken out in a day.
Although the pros and cons of this matter Shen Fan had already seen it clearly without being reminded by the fat man, this time Shen Fan hesitated.
"Can you tell me why you want to work part-time?"
Song Xiang said slowly: "That.... I need money, so I want to do a part-time job, I used to play some other games to do part-time, this time I want to give "Shengshi" a try... Rest assured, I'll work eight hours a day, and I'll be paid half as much as anyone else's. β
The fat man, who had no voice and had not spoken, said: "Classmate, do you have a game helmet for the prosperous world?" β
Song Xiang shook his head.
Seeing this scene, the fat man shrugged his shoulders and gestured to Shen Fan.
Hearing this, Shen Fan couldn't help but sigh, if Song Xiang had a game helmet himself, Shen Fan might give Song Xiang a chance out of personal feelings, but if Song Xiang didn't have a game helmet himself, he would need the game studio to give him a game helmet, which was obviously not cost-effective.
"May I ask you, if we recruit you, will you work in our studio or at school?" Shen Fan asked.
Song Xiang was silent.
The fat man said again: "If we recruit you, we not only need to equip you with a game helmet, but also your place of work can only be a school, I don't mean anything else, I just say something like this, we don't worry about the game helmet equipped with you, I don't mean anything else, no malice is just a matter of facts, I hope you won't mind." β
Song Xiang smiled bitterly: "It's okay, it's because I didn't think it through." β
After Song Xiang said this, he stood up and bowed deeply in the direction of Shen Fan and the fat man: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble today." β
After saying this, Song Xiang turned around and was about to leave, when Song Xiang's hand just touched the doorknob, Shen Fan's voice sounded behind Song Xiang.
"Wait one
Down"
Shen Fan could see the stunned expression on the fat man's face after he said this.
"Is there anything else?" Song Xiang turned around and said.
"Don't be in a hurry to leave, the interview is not over yet, and my questions are not finished yet." Saying this, Shen Fan also smiled at Song Xiang.
"Good"
Song Xiang listened to Shen Fan's words, sat in the chair again, and the interview continued.
In fact, Shen Fan was also very entangled when Song Xiang got up to leave just now.
At that time, two voices appeared in Shen Fan's heart, one of which came from reason, and reason told Shen Fan that it couldn't be because of the so-called compassion, and the other voice in his heart came from emotion.
Sensibility made Shen Fan see Shen Fan's shadow from Song Xiang, as I said before, when Shen Fan was about to graduate from college in the previous life, he was preparing to create a game studio, and Shen Fan's experience at that time was the same as Shen Fan, facing the wall everywhere.
Shen Fan, who was sensitive to games in his previous life, knew that the game "Shengshi" would be popular when "Shengshi" first opened the service, and Shen Fan smelled the opportunity in "Shengshi", so he decided to start his own business after graduating from college and establishing a game studio.
At that time, Shen Fan had accumulated a lot of game friends when he was a part-time gamer, and at that time, Shen Fan had found a good candidate for the game studio, everything was ready, and it was almost Dongfeng, which was naturally the start-up capital of the game studio, and without the start-up capital, the game studio couldn't do it.
At that time, Shen Fan asked Song Xiang to go to investment institutions one by one, hoping to get the upfront investment from the game studio.
At that time, Shen Fan went to find an investment institution and an angel investment, but the reply from each one was the same, and the answer Shen Fan got was to refuse.
In the end, the game studio established by Shen Fan and his game friends finally failed due to lack of funds, and it was really because of this failure that Shen Fan missed a trial lecture on the first launch of "Shengshi", thus missing a lot of opportunities.
The shadow of this matter has disappeared after Shen Fan's rebirth, but today, Shen Fan saw the shadow of Shen Fan in the previous life from Song Xiang's body.
Anyway, Shen Fan had already stopped Song Xiang, who was about to leave just now, so he still had to carefully understand Song Xiang's situation first.
Wait until Song Xiang is seated.
"Can you tell me why you chose gaming as your part-time job?" Shen Fan asked.
Song Xiang still lowered his head cautiously: "I'm short of money, so I'm going to work part-time to earn money." β
The fat man also spoke: "You can choose other careers as a part-time job, why do you have to choose games?" β
Shen Fan said again: "Since you have been a part-time gamer for several years, you should also be clear about the affairs of professional players, and you should also understand the troubles and pains of professional players, and even experience them." So why do you still have a part-time job in games? β
Song Xiang raised his head and smiled at Shen Fan: "I don't want to miss "Shengshi", I'm afraid that if I miss it, I will regret it for the rest of my life." β
When he heard this, Shen Fan's body suddenly had a feeling of electric shock.
In the previous life, the reason why Shen Fan insisted on founding a game studio was the same as Song Xiang's, or the sentence "I don't want to miss it!" β
Shen Fan didn't want to miss "Shengshi" at that time, and Song Xiang is the same reason today, he doesn't want to miss "Shengshi".
However, the difference between Song Xiang and Shen Fan is that Shen Fan missed it the first time, but Shen Fan had a second chance, and if Song Xiang missed it, there would be no second time.
Shen Fan smiled: "Have you ever played "Shengshi"."
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"Nope"
"Then why do you think there is an opportunity in "The Prosperous Age", and you don't want to miss it." Shen Fan said.
Song Xiang shook his head: "I haven't played it, but when I saw the promotional video of "Shengshi" for the first time, a voice in my heart told me that I must not miss this game or I will regret it for the rest of my life, and it is for this reason that I came here." β
Song Xiang paused and added, "Isn't this too naΓ―ve? β
Shen Fan shook his head seriously: "I don't think it's naΓ―ve, there was once someone who had the same reason as you." β
"Who?"
Shen Fan smiled and said lightly: "A friend, but he is luckier than you." β
Song Xiang raised his head and said seriously: "That, I don't know if my decision today is right or not, but I want to say that I don't regret today's decision, I know that my decision is very naΓ―ve for you, I can do without salary, I can use my salary to offset the money of the game helmet, I can ask for a salary according to the hours I work, that is, how many hours I have worked this month, you can give me a salary according to the hours I work, okay?"
Looking at the young man in front of him, Shen Fan knew that what he said just now might have exhausted the last pride of a young man.
Shen Fan glanced at the fat man again, and the fat man also gestured with his eyes to think about Shen Fan, the fat man meant to let Shen Fan decide whether Song Xiang would go or stay.
Song Xiang kept rubbing his knees with his hands, waiting for Shen Fan's next sentence, Song Xiang knew that Shen Fan's next sentence could decide whether he would go or stay. The fat man was also looking at Shen Fan, waiting for Shen Fan's final decision.
Shen Fan laughed and said, "Xiaoxiang, what do you want to eat today, the working meal is our Mr. Zhang." β
"Working meals?" Hearing Shen Fan's words, Song Xiang was confused.
The fat man smiled and said, "Old Shen means that you have been admitted." β
"Ah, I've been admitted....." Hearing the news of his admission, Song Xiang couldn't even believe it, he had a dreamy feeling, as if he was in a dream.
After pinching himself hard, Song Xiang said happily: "Great, I was admitted, thank you." β
After saying this, Song Xiang quickly stood up and bowed to Shen Fan.
"Don't be busy bowing, hurry up and think about what to eat at noon today, Mr. Zhang will pay the bill!" Shen Fan also stood up and said with a smile.
Hearing Shen Fan's words, Song Xiang just stood there and smirked.
Shen Fan said again: "By the way, your salary will be calculated according to the hours you work, rest assured that your salary standard is the same as others, your working hours are their amount, and your salary is also theirs." β
Song Xiang hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, it's already good to give me this opportunity, and I don't have to pay that high!" β
"Boy, you deserve it, by the way, come on, proud boy!" Shen Fan patted Song Xiang on the shoulder.
Later, when Shen Fan recalled this day, he would always smile and say, "That boy didn't let me down!" β
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