[520th floor: The results are out!!] That car was waiting for R! 】

[521st Floor: R?] Wow, it's her. 】

[522F: Didn't you say that R was an orphan?] The person who picked her up shouldn't be a relative or something, right? 】

[523F: I vaguely saw that it should be a very young man!] You say, will it be...... Huh? 】

[524th floor: Don't talk nonsense upstairs, have you forgotten what you were warned about last time? ] 】

[525th floor: upstairs, R is F's person...... Didn't you see the short stories that were hung on thousands of posts in the previous posts? 】

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[999th floor: I'm sour, it turns out that the one really came to pick up R in person! 】

[1000th floor: But what if not?] 】

[1001st floor: Pull it down, if not, wouldn't that one be ......]

[1002F: I heard that R and Z are quite close, maybe it's someone from Z's family?] 】

[1003F: The Z family shouldn't be able to afford a limited-edition Rolls-Royce, right?] 】

………………

The forum was lively, and in the car at this time, Fu Qiran looked down at the documents, and seemed to have no intention of speaking.

Ruan Jiaojiao always felt that Fu Qiran, who was silent, was not in a very good mood.

There was no smile on the face with a hint of tenderness in the past.

Silence spread through the car.

Ruan Jiaojiao pursed her lips inexplicably and nervously.

She sat down on Fu Qiran's side for a while, and said, "Mr. Fu, are you in a bad mood today?" ”

Fu Qiran tilted his head and looked at Ruan Jiaojiao.

From her eyes, he could clearly see his own figure.

The shadow was very clear, but the clarity was only for a moment.

Fu Qiran's eyes sank, and there was still a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

"Nope."

Ruan Jiaojiao tilted her head, and her pure black eyes showed a hint of worry.

"Mr. Fu, if you have anything unhappy, you can tell me, maybe I can help Mr. Fu."

Could it be that Mr. Fu met the original heroine, and then something unpleasant happened?

Ruan Jiaojiao guessed, but heard Fu Qiran say: "There is indeed an annoying thing. ”

"Huh?" Ruan Jiaojiao let out a soft nasal voice.

"The game "Glory" has received a good response in the market at the moment, but there are still too few heroes in it."

"We need to design more characters, and the design of some maps needs to be optimized."

Speaking of this, Fu Qiran's eyes looking at Ruan Jiaojiao seemed to be dyed with a little light.

"Except for you and Yoo Yong-nam, the rest of the people who participated in the design of this game belong to the above."

"According to the rules, they can't work in private studios."

"Therefore, the development of the game "Glory" will be bottlenecked within half a year."

And in just half a year, it is simply not enough to make the game "Glory" profitable.

When Ruan Jiaojiao heard this, she vaguely understood what Fu Qiran meant.

"Mr. Fu, do you mean that you want me and Liu to go to the FR game studio to help?" She asked.

Fu Qiran didn't answer Ruan Jiaojiao's question, but asked, "Jiaojiao, are you willing to help me?" ”

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded and said without hesitation: "I do." ”

After all, she was involved in the development of the game "Honor".

Although the main force is not her, she does know this nervously a little more than others in the FR game studio.

Thinking of this, Ruan Jiaojiao's head was hot, and she said, "Mr. Fu, I can help." ”