Chapter 21: The Next Sermon Subject

Standing up suddenly, Xiaodouzi's face was red, and he stammered: "I, I, I've only been here for less than a month!" And this game is basically made by the boss.,I'm just tweaking the values.。 It's really not okay to have so much money! ”

"It doesn't matter if it's money or anything." Fang Cheng waved his hand, "10% is a little less, it's still ......"

After considering the bearing capacity of Xiaodouzi and Xu Qingling, Fang Cheng continued: "15%, Xu Qingling 6%, Xiaodouzi 9%. ”

Seeing what Xiao Douzi was going to say, Fang Cheng clapped his hands and asked the other party to sit down, and then said, "I don't know much about games myself, but I can see that you are a person who likes games." Your abilities and your passion are much needed by me, so I think you deserve it. Okay, let's just distribute it, that's the end of the matter. Xu Qingling, let's talk about team building. ”

"Okay."

Xu Qingling smiled, then picked up his mobile phone and began to search for a suitable team building location nearby.

Not long after, Xiaodouzi's mobile phone rang, and the project bonus had arrived.

For the project bonus of 540,000 yuan, 140,000 yuan of personal income tax alone was deducted.

But the rest of the money is enough for Xiaodouzi to make a down payment to buy a house in Rongcheng.

Staring at the balance on the phone, even a game maniac like Xiaodouzi couldn't help but giggle.

Eleven o'clock.

Under Xu Qingling's Zhang Luo, Fang Cheng asked everyone to end today's work in advance, and then walked into a cafeteria that Xu Qingling had booked.

The self-service food of 598 is not cheap, but after tasting it, Fang Cheng said that it tastes good, and it has 60% of his father's sauce meat.

After eating, chatting, and after the two-hour dinner, Fang Cheng distributed some spiritual tea as souvenirs, and then announced that he would rest for the next two days.

The day after tomorrow happens to be the weekend, and everyone can go back to see their relatives, which is a small long vacation, and they will come back after resting.

Reluctantly watching Fang Cheng leave, Xu Qingling subconsciously said, "I really don't want to take a vacation." ”

"yes." Xiaodouzi on the side also sighed, "The thought of not seeing the boss for four days makes me grief-stricken, and I can't wait to come back and work overtime immediately." ”

Glancing at Xiaodouzi silently, Xu Qingling walked to the side silently, and then began to self-examine, why is it exactly the same as this guy's thoughts.

In addition to the two of them, there is another person who is full of emotion.

Because of the close proximity to each other's studios, Huang Ping in the empty studio inevitably saw this scene.

Seeing the three of them coming out of the cafeteria, Huang Ping felt a little bitter.

Before the release of "Dungeon of Kings", Kongkong also waved his hand and told everyone that after the project was launched, everyone would be invited to eat there.

It's a pity that the project is on.,But now it's equivalent to not being on it.,The game's data is falling off a cliff every day.,The result of cutting in half and cutting in half and then in half is that even the ankle is almost gone.。

Fang Cheng has also seen that when the other party came to the studio, it was still Huang Ping's way.

At that time, he still felt that young people were too vigorous and too ideal to play games, but he didn't expect that in less than a month, others would take off.

Eating the noodles in the bowl bitterly, Huang Ping felt that his noodles were too salty.

The salty ones want to cry.

Back at the studio, Fang Cheng stepped out, crossed the void, and came to his home.

As soon as I entered the door, I found my mother lying on the sofa, and my father was sitting on a small bench, laboriously massaging my mother's calves.

Seeing Fang Cheng appear out of thin air, both of them were startled.

Holding her chest, Fang's mother said, "I saw the hell in broad daylight, it turned out to be my son." ”

In this world, there are only two people who know the identity of Fang Cheng's immortals, one is his parents, and the other is also his parents.

Not long after he was reborn in this era, he simply clarified his identity with his parents and told them that he was an immortal.

Then, Fang Cheng pinched his fingers and told them that we were also parents and children in our last life, so I called your parents, and you don't have to be restrained, just call my son.

In this regard, Fang's father and Fang's mother's reaction was: outrageous, but acceptable.

Seeing his son who came back suddenly, Father Fang stood up, and then said, "Why did you come back suddenly, I don't know how to call in advance." ”

"Not used to it. And the call was too slow, so I came back directly. Fang Cheng said, "Is the sauce meat ready?" ”

"You didn't even call, how do I know to make sauce meat? Didn't buy any meat. ”

Reaching out and scooping it up, a piece of fine pork belly was grabbed from the void by Fang Cheng and placed in front of Father Fang.

Seeing such a scene, even though Fang's father had experienced a hundred battles, he couldn't help but say, "Son, wouldn't this be a bit outrageous?" You really won't be punished for doing this? ”

"It doesn't matter. And in a way, I'm retribution. ”

"The immortals are amazing!"

After complaining, Father Fang still held this precious pork belly and went into the kitchen to make sauce meat.

Fang's mother turned over and jumped up from the sofa, watched her son nod constantly, then took out her mobile phone and opened the photo album.

Pointing to the photos of beautiful women on her phone, she said to Fang Cheng: "Son, choose one." ”

Taking the phone, Fang Cheng flipped through it for a while: "Did you find the employee for me?" Do you have a resume? Do you like to play games? ”

Fang's mother looked at Fang Cheng helplessly: "It's a blind date." I'll help you get through it, everyone is so good. And they've seen your photos too, and they say it's okay to be small. ”

"There's no desire for that."

"But I have the desire to have children! Your father and I retired early, and now we have nothing to do every day, and our only pleasure is to watch others go to work and not die. ”

"Mother, I think your hobby is a bit weird."

"You don't understand. But it's a bit boring to watch too much, so you hurry up and give the whole child out, I'm good to have something to do every day. You were too serious when you were a child, I wasn't tortured by children, you grew up, and now you need to fill in the regrets. ”

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense." Fang's father, who was still handling the sauce meat in the kitchen, said, "Young man, play for a while, don't enter the grave of marriage so early." I've known your mom since high school, and I haven't played a lot of things that I should have played, and I feel like something is missing from time to time. ”

Fang's mother stopped talking, and looked at Fang's father's eyes in the kitchen full of murderous intent.

And Fang's father didn't realize it, and still chattered and said: "And you have to focus on your career now, although you are making games, you must also have feelings, and you must pay attention to cultural communication." My country's traditional culture is very good. Isn't it fun to paste Spring Festival couplets and set off firecrackers in the game? ”

"Traditional Culture......

Fang Cheng thought about it, and felt as if it was a little bit interesting.

In traditional culture, there are a large number of symbolic hints and various cultural customs, and it is an interesting behavior to see the development process of different cultures in depth.

Why do you want to set off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year? Why are there New Year's paintings? Who are the door gods? There's a lot of interesting cultural implications in it, and it should be fun to make a game.

So, the subject of the next sermon was decided.

Traditional culture.