Fangcheng Studio.

Huang Ping sat nervously in the living room, pulling his collar from time to time so that he could catch his breath.

He joined Tianyi after graduating, and he hasn't moved for nine years, and he doesn't have much interview experience.

Now that it's a former competitor again, it's natural to be a little nervous.

Because his reputation is not very good now, Huang Ping is even ready to take the initiative to reduce his salary.

Don't want 18,000, don't want 12,000, just 10,000, and take it home with a nine-year-old plan.

While waiting for Fang Cheng, he observed his surroundings.

Fangcheng Studio is very large, and Mr. Shen, the first generation of domestic gamers, has a great face, so he directly invited one floor as a studio.

And the other party is also the person that the president of Tianyi particularly wants, claiming that as long as Mr. Shen comes, then Tianyi will definitely give a studio directly, and he will definitely not ask.

As the proud disciple of the other party, as soon as Fang Cheng appeared on the stage, he proved that a famous teacher is a high apprentice, and it is reasonable to get so many resources.

He didn't wait long before the door of the studio was pulled open and producer Fang Cheng walked in.

After seeing each other again, Huang Ping suddenly felt dizzy.

Not only the appearance of the other party, but also the aura on the other party.

Two free and very attractive games, a game with sales exceeding 300,000 and still rising, and the three games have established the identity of each other's cutting-edge producers, which makes Fang Cheng have a sense of divinity.

Especially "Princess Dungeon", there is no consumption of feelings, no sadness card, but really shows his strength with the quality of the game, and he is a rare gamer who has proved himself with hard power in recent years.

Standing up, Huang Ping shook hands with Fang Cheng nervously, then took out his resume and previous portfolio, and said to Fang Cheng: "This is my previous work, please give me some advice." ”

Although he has been in the industry for nine years longer than Fang Cheng, in front of this kind of cutting-edge producer, Huang Ping does not dare to have any shelf.

However, Fang Cheng just flipped through it hastily, then pinched his fingers and nodded with satisfaction.

Putting his resume aside, Fang Cheng asked, "Mr. Huang, is it convenient to know what your previous salary was?" ”

Now that it's out, the previous salary confidentiality agreement no longer applies.

And in this kind of private occasion, Huang Ping was not worried that Fang Cheng would leak secrets, so he immediately said: "Ten thousand eighteen." ”

"Eighteen thousand, ah......"

Finding that Fang Cheng showed a thoughtful expression, Huang Ping was about to explain that he could reduce his salary, but he saw Fang Cheng turn his head and say to the beautiful employee at the door: "Xu Qingling, what is Xiaodouzi's salary?" ”

"Twelve thousand, what's wrong?"

"Can we raise Little Bean's salary to thirty-six thousand?"

"Why?" Xiao Doudou, who was adjusting the value, raised his head from the computer desk in fright, and looked at Fang Cheng in surprise.

"Because I read on the Internet that if an employee changes jobs, won't the salary have to be doubled? Mr. Huang used to be 18,000, so it's normal to double to 36,000, right? ”

"What does that have to do with me?" Little Beanzi continued to ask.

"It was said on the Internet that after the new employees came in, the salary was higher than that of the old employees, which was a harm to the old employees. So I decided to raise your salary, and there should be no problem. ”

"You said it's online, so can this kind of thing be considered normal? Xu Qingling, tell the boss! Don't spend money on it! ”

"It's not a big increase, I don't think there's a problem." Xu Qingling said confusedly.

"Are you a rich second generation?"

In this way, because of the addition of new employees, Xiaodouzi's salary has inexplicably quadrupled.

Although the bulk of his income is still in bonuses, the sudden skyrocketing salary still makes Xiaodouzi laugh for a long time.

Even more shocked was Huang Ping.

He was ready to take a pay cut, but he didn't expect his salary to double in a few minutes.

If it weren't for Fang Cheng's reputation, he would have suspected that he was deeply involved in an Internet scam, and he would soon be sent to a small country in the south.

Dizzy and sat down beside Xiaodouzi, and an employee gift bag was sent again.

Drying the spiritual grass he planted himself into tea leaves, and pressing the spiritual energy into the essential oil by the way, Fang Cheng gave two gifts to Huang Ping, and then said to Huang Ping: "Your workstation is next to Xiaodouzi, and the position is the main planner, responsible for adjusting the gameplay of the new game with Xiaodouzi." ”

"New game!" Huang Ping was shocked, "You guys are making games so fast?" ”

"Because the boss did it." Xiaodouzi said seriously.

Looking at the serious little bean, Huang Ping was shocked.

It's been a long time since I've worked outside, and now the studios outside have evolved to this extent?

An omnipotent producer, a suspected rich second-generation administrator, a fanatic believer, why is this studio so weird.

After stabilizing his mind, Huang Ping left in Fangcheng, and said to Xiaodouzi next to him: "I didn't ask a lot just now, when are we going to clock in and go to work?" ”

"I usually go to work at half past nine, leave work at five o'clock, and rest from twelve to half past one in the middle. If you're in a bad mood, it's okay to work from home. ”

Huang Ping gasped: "So loose? Don't you work overtime? ”

Hearing the words "overtime", Xiaodouzi sighed.

The familiar reaction made Huang Ping relax a little.

After all, what game company doesn't work overtime.

The game is basically mental work, and the boss can't count the pieces, so he can only use the working hours to measure whether the employee is working hard.

Coupled with the fact that some workers and thieves are fueling the flames and crazy involution, the old employees even regard overtime hours as their own merits.

Huang Ping's requirements are not high, 996 is common, and 007 he can withstand it.

After sighing, Xiaodouzi said faintly: "Don't add ......"

"I'll just say it...... How could it not be added! How could it be so fast without adding you! ”

"I'd like to add it. It is my hobby to stay by my boss's side every day and admire the honor of his boss. But...... The boss won't let him. ”

Looking at the beans who were mourning, Huang Ping felt that the other party was not lightly ill.

"That's right, that's right."

Executive Xu Qingling didn't know when he came behind the two of them: "I think about how to make up reasons for the boss to work overtime every day, but the boss just won't do it." Wouldn't it be nice to look like that and stay for a while longer? ”

Spit on the boss can enhance the relationship between employees.

But Huang Ping knew for the first time that the boss could become a point of complaint if he didn't work overtime.

Just when Huang Ping was stunned, Xu Qingling said to Huang Ping: "Huang Ping, can you please give me a bank card number as your salary card?" ”

"Oh, okay."

After providing the card number, it didn't take long for Huang Ping to receive a notice of the arrival of the bank card.

"[Rongcheng Bank] Dear customer: Your account received a transfer of 36,000 yuan, and the balance is ......"

Seeing this text message, Huang Pingren was numb.

Standing up, he trotted all the way to Xu Qingling, and then pointed to the text message and asked, "Is the money wrong?" ”

"That's right, boss's request. He thinks you're a rare talent, and he feels like you've been a little short of money lately, so he asked me to get my salary in advance. ”

"Isn't there a tax deduction?"

Xu Qingling looked at Huang Ping in confusion: "Our salary income is after tax." Ah, I see, I forgot to give you the entry bonus. Sorry, don't tell the boss. ”

Smiling embarrassedly, Xu Qingling turned another four thousand yuan.

Pinching the bank card back to his workstation, Huang Ping touched his waist.

That one......

If you don't have a waist, you should be able to live, right?