In the Internet age, who still makes traditional games?

The boss was furious, and his subordinates naturally had to explain.

The subordinates weren't new to the workplace; their ability to pass the buck was maxed out.

Even if they didn't know the real reason, finding a few plausible excuses wasn't difficult.

One seemingly reliable reason was:

There are differences even among artists.

"Dream-Building must have found a master-level artist. Maybe the decision to change the game's style was to match this artist's style."

Here's a more cunning reason:

Differences in models.

"Although we prepared for longer, our artists couldn't quite grasp the key points. Only after inviting a model for a live demonstration last month did they get some ideas."

"But only a few project team members watched the demonstration, and the model's level wasn't very high."

"Maybe Dream-Building invited more expensive and professional models."

Fei Zhiyuan, the boss of Moyu Games, couldn't judge whether his subordinates' reasons were correct.

But that wasn't important.

In any case, for such situations, as a leader, he had a set of universal standard response procedures—

First, get angry and scold them to let them know he wasn't easy to fool.

Then, provide support to show that he still trusted them.

Finally, give them a warning, telling them that he wanted to see results. Good work would be rewarded, and poor work would be severely punished.

This strategy could deal with more than 90% of the problems.

"I'll approve another project fund for you."

"Go dig up more top-notch artists."

"Go invite more high-end models."

"I'm giving you the money and the power, but you have to give me results! If there are no results, your positions will be taken by others!"

The subordinates left confidently.

Fei Zhiyuan sat in his boss's chair, looked at the two pictures, and still felt a little uneasy.

He then pulled up the revenue comparison chart for Moyu Games and Dream-Building Games from last month, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the difference of more than 20 times.

… …

The next day, Moyu Games efficiently updated its recruitment information.

Many headhunting companies also received commissions from Moyu Games, turning their attention to well-known game company art directors in the industry.

Especially the "New Original Art Creator of Dream-Building Games"; the commission amount for this person was directly three times that of others.

Driven by money, these headhunting companies, which already had extensive connections, quickly obtained Ding Nian's information.

Xu Meng watched Ding Nian's phone vibrate again and couldn't help but say, "Is there something urgent? Why are so many people contacting you suddenly?"

"If there's something really urgent, go take care of it first. This isn't urgent."

"No, maybe my phone number was leaked somewhere. I'm getting a bunch of harassing calls."

Ding Nian hung up the phone unhappily and simply turned it off for peace and quiet.

She was interviewing with Xu Meng.

The reason Xu Meng wanted to personally interview was because the applicant was named Tang Ya, stage name [Ya Ya Didn't Wear Anything Today].

Judging from the stage name, one could guess that she was a slightly famous returning doujinshi artist.

That's right, Xu Meng had previously said in the announcement, "Warmly welcome doujinshi artists to come ashore," and now a doujinshi artist had really come ashore.

Her reputation wasn't earth-shattering, but after two years of graduation and six years in the industry, she was considered an old-timer in the industry, and her artwork quality was extremely high, widely praised by readers.

To show sincerity, Xu Meng naturally had to attend in person.

The interview process was actually very brief.

When Xu Meng expressed that she wanted to see her work, this artist named [Ya Ya Didn't Wear Anything Today] not only handed over a thick, well-printed portfolio but also handed over a phone displaying a pink manga APP. In Xu Meng's mind, she had already passed the interview.

The rest was just going through the motions, listening to her and Ding Nian's industry exchange.

One was a proper artist, and the other was a doujinshi artist, but their communication was surprisingly compatible. Xu Meng sat until her butt was numb before they finally finished chatting.

Xu Meng didn't do any of that disgusting "go back and wait for notification" stuff. She stood up and shook hands directly: "Welcome to Dream-Building. Let's work together to create better games!"

"Definitely!" Feeling that the boss and colleagues were easy to get along with, Tang Ya was also very happy.

Thus, another great general was added to the Dream-Building art department.

… …

That afternoon, Xu Meng conducted another interview.

Or rather, it couldn't be said to be an interview, because Dream-Building had invited someone else.

The matter of Xu Meng asking people to invite a few harem novel authors previously hadn't gone smoothly.

Successful writers were their own bosses, coding words and driving, looking at lewd pictures in groups, and teasing readers. Life was very comfortable, and they were unwilling to be grandsons under someone else's hand.

The not-so-successful ones often lacked ability and couldn't handle this job.

Finding an author who was capable and willing to find a job was quite difficult.

Fortunately, the person invited to visit Dream-Building today and have coffee with Xu Meng in the company's entertainment area after the visit was not some small fry but a writer who had written several popular works.

The latest novels are first published on 69shuba!

However, he felt that he was getting older and his body was getting worse and worse. He couldn't keep up with the increasingly competitive coding intensity in the online novel circle, and his results were declining as a result.

So, on his wife's advice, he wanted to find a job with normal working hours, which could be considered early retirement, so he accepted the invitation.

After Xu Meng sat down, before mentioning anything else, she couldn't help but ask, "Can I ask why your pen name is 'Wheel Turner'?"

He had been puzzled for half a day.

"Uh…" This older brother, approaching forty, awkwardly adjusted his glasses, "This…"

"Do you know Lao Ai?"

"Lao Ai?" Xu Meng blinked and searched for information about this person in her brain. Then, she suddenly reacted, "Oh~~~ that meaning!"

Lao Ai was the Marquis Changxin of Qin during the late Warring States period. In his early years, he pretended to be a eunuch and entered the palace, had an affair with Empress Dowager Zhao Ji, and had two sons. He once wielded great power. In the end, he launched a rebellion and was executed by King Ying Zheng of Qin, torn apart by five horses.

Of course, all of this had nothing to do with his name.

What was related was that Lao Ai had an extremely famous specialty—

"He traveled with his yin gate as a tung wheel."

Translated, it means that Lao Ai could use his lower body as an axle, threaded on tung wood wheels, to make them rotate and walk.

This was also the reason why he was recruited into the palace by Empress Dowager Zhao.

This guy took the pen name "Wheel Turner," meaning that he could also perform the art of wheel turning.

Xu Meng was amazed for a moment.

As expected of someone who wrote harem novels, he had the strength!

—And he was also cultured, unlike those uncultured pretty boys who only said things like, "Mine is very big, please bear with it."

She just didn't know if he was willing to perform it.

Xu Meng really wanted to see it…

"Awesome." Xu Meng gave him a thumbs up, "Brother Wheel…"

"No, no, no!!" Brother Wheel hurriedly said, "Don't call me that, just call me Zheng Yi, I'm begging you!"

He added, "I was young and didn't know any better back then. Later, the fans got used to calling me that, and it wasn't easy to change… These years, I've just gone along with it… It's too embarrassing to be called that in real life…"

"Haha, okay, let's talk about the 'Frost Snow Project'?"

"Okay." Zheng Yi nodded. He really had a lot of complaints to vent.

Before coming, he had played the 'Frost Snow Project' and gone through the character settings and plot.

From his point of view, the game's plot and character settings had a lot of toxic points. Writing it as an online novel would definitely get him sprayed by readers until his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

At this moment, talking to Xu Meng, he was not at all timid and spoke eloquently.

Xu Meng nodded frequently—their views on many points were highly consistent, so they chatted more and more compatibly and more and more deeply.

Many character setting changes and plot node modifications were quickly finalized in this conversation.

By the time the two finished chatting, it was already time to get off work, and their stomachs were also full of coffee, drinks, and snacks.

Finally, the two shook hands tightly, declaring that Zheng Yi had officially joined Dream-Building.

Dream-Building's last leaderless, inefficient department—the copywriting department—had finally welcomed reinforcement.

Receiving two great generals in one day, Xu Meng only felt that geniuses and heroes were all within her grasp.

The situation was excellent!