Chapter Seventy-One: Departure
After going through the formalities of quitting the Wind Wings Studio, Nie Fan felt that he finally had a down-to-earth feeling.
"It's a pity to quit Wind Wings like that." Ling Han said with a sigh in the back.
Pity? Will Nie Fan feel pity? Apparently not, it's too late for him to be happy.
"So many of the outer members of the Wind Wings are here today, although I am no longer a member of the Wind Wings, but there are some things I have to say!" Nie Fan calmed down his emotions a little, "When I entered the game, I was grateful to Wind Wings for giving me such a job, allowing me to enter the Sword of Dictatorship and appreciate a whole new world. Before that, I had basically never played any virtual games, and I was not even qualified to be a peripheral member. I feel that although I don't have much of a sense of belonging to Wind Wings, I will complete the tasks assigned by the studio no matter what, and be worthy of the helmet that Wind Wings gave me and the salary I was paid every month! ”
Hearing Nie Fan's words, all the peripheral members couldn't help but feel a little emotional and embarrassed, many of them have been working in Wind Wings for several years, although they are not formal employees, but they still have some feelings for Wind Wings. Many of them have the same rustic ideas as Nie Fan, and they treat professional gamers as a job, not a play.
At the same time, they couldn't help but have some doubts in their hearts, since Nie Fan had such a mentality, why did he quit the studio? Compared to other jobs, professional gamers are indeed a good job.
The left hand hell's eyes were a little fluttering, and he said in a deep voice: "Now that you are no longer a person from the Wind Wings, if there is nothing wrong, you can get out!" ”
"Nie Fan, you go on." Lin Xinyan glanced coldly at the hell in her left hand and said loudly.
Lin Xinyan is Lin Quan's cousin, and she often works in the Wind Wings, so she is still very prestigious, and more importantly, everyone wants to know what happened that prompted Nie Fan to leave the Wind Wings resolutely.
Looking at the left hand hell, Nie Fan's gaze suddenly sharpened, and said: "Before, I was just a peripheral member of the Wind Wings, it stands to reason that there is no reason to question the decision of the top management of the Wind Wings, you only need to complete the tasks assigned by the studio every day." But why do I have to complete five or six times as many studio tasks every day as ordinary peripheral members, fifty copper coins on the first day, one hundred copper coins on the second day, and even two hundred copper coins after a few days, does the upper echelons of the Wind Wings be fair and just, and do they maliciously target me? ”
"It can't be!" Left-handed Hell sneered, "Do you think they will believe you when you say that you turn in so much every day?" If that's the case, why didn't you plead your case at the beginning, and now you're quitting the studio and you're starting to spew blood! "The average player can't earn fifty copper coins even if they work the first day, and if they turn in fifty copper coins on the first day, it will have a devastating impact on the player's strength, and it is impossible to hand over one hundred copper coins on the second day.
Lin Xinyan frowned, she intuitively thought that what Nie Fan said was the truth.
"Will you pay attention to what I pleaded at the beginning? Don't forget, you're the vice director of the studio, and I'm just an ordinary peripheral member! Nie Fan said disdainfully, there was a reason why he didn't say anything when he was in the Wind Wings before, he was under the roof and had to bow his head, and now that he was out of the studio, he could say whatever he wanted, even if he was hunted down by the left-handed hell or even Lin Quan, what was there to fear!
A group of peripheral members probably agree with Nie Fan, they are a group of peripheral members, they have no status in the studio, even if they wear small shoes on them, they can only endure it, even if they say it, no one will pay attention to it, and they will even be treated more harshly. Nie Fan chose to leave the studio and then plead, which was a more rational move, so that some of them couldn't help but feel happy, but they didn't dare to do such a thing as quitting the studio, quitting the studio, where would they find the same job?
If what Nie Fan said is true, then it really goes too far, handing in so much every day, even a strong formal employee will be overwhelmed, not to mention a newcomer who has just been in contact with virtual games for a long time! Nie Fan must have offended someone!
"Funny, are you sure you turn in that much every day? Shall we check the studio's mission history? Left Hand Hell scoffed at Nie Fan's words.
Lin Xinyan quickly checked the task record of the studio, her authority in the studio is still quite large, and a part of the equity of Wind Wings is hers, so she can easily retrieve the information, and Nie Fan's task record above is zero, and not a single copper coin has been handed over. How can it be! Lin Xinyan frowned slightly, this task record is obviously someone who has done something.
"I don't have to check the task records of the studio, do you want me to call up my remittance records?" Nie Fan was for tat.
The left hand hell was a little weak-hearted, snorted twice, and said, "Whatever." ”
"I'll send out my remittance records later, in addition to the studio's daily tasks, is your meeting also aimed at me?" Nie Fan said, he has always wondered why the studio asked to come to Moxie three times and twice to gather just a few days after the game opened, and it wasn't until he came here that he understood.
"You also think too highly of yourself, holding a rally specifically for you, you really have a big face." Left-handed hell naturally won't admit it.
"I wonder a little why I was named to be a pharmacist at the beginning of this rally. Have I seen Left-Hand Hell Vice Dong before? Nie Fan retorted coldly, "How do you know that I am suitable to be a pharmacist?" Doesn't the studio's pharmacist look at the player's own talent and don't need to ask for the player's opinion? ”
Nie Fan's rhetorical questions made the left hand hell not know how to answer.
"If I really become a pharmacist, you can do whatever you want, stay in Mokexi Village every day, you just throw me a few herbs every day, let me produce a few bottles of potions every day, and you don't have to do anything, it won't be long before I am wasted. What a good calculation! ”
The left hand hell just wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Nie Fan, Nie Fan continued: "I just found out now that this is an arranged trap, I will either obey your arrangement and be played to death by you, or as you expected, I will be forced to quit the studio, but if I quit the studio, I must bear a lot of compensation." 300,000 copper coins, it's really a good calculation, 100,000 copper coins on the first Wednesday, 130,000 on the second Wednesday, and 170,000 on the third Wednesday. ”
The left hand hell snorted coldly a few times, but he didn't say anything, if he spoke at this time, it would only get darker and darker!
"I'll send 300,000 copper coins in a week, and from now on, I have nothing to do with Wind Wings. It's not me who bears the Wind Wings Studio, it's the Wind Wings Studio who bears me! Nie Fan said everything he wanted to say, and the resentment in his chest came out, and he was much more relaxed, and he no longer paid attention to the left hand hell and the others, and turned to leave.
The back of Nie Fan leaving alone was extremely lonely, and the players of Wind Wings couldn't help but be silent, not knowing if the high-level leaders of Wind Wings would regret today's actions.
~~ It's a little late for today's update, sorry