Legendary American Tycoon

The girl probably couldn't see it anymore, and said "I'll help you" and walked over.

I pinched the straw with my fingers and inserted it into the Coke mouth with three clicks.

"Too impatient." The girl teased.

White took the Coke cup and looked at the hole above, thinking that it was such a simple matter, why did he just work so hard just now.

He felt dry and dry, and took a few sips of Coke while biting into the straw, his eyes fixed on the notebook in front of him again, waiting for Brooklyn's reply.

If you reply quickly, you can start to work tonight.

White thought so, only to hear the girl's voice above his head: "This Coke is not a free promotion for everyone. It is dedicated to handsome guys, and only handsome guys like you will have it."

When White's coke choked, he suddenly coughed violently. Seeing White's fierce reaction, the girl quickly handed out a tissue. White took it and said thank you, while looking at the girl.

Only then did she discover that the girl had golden eyes and a golden horsetail on her back. She liked to laugh very much. When she spoke, she showed her white teeth and a small tiger tooth on the right.

"Well... that's absurd." White said.

The girl was very interesting. She put her upper body on the table with her cheeks in her hands, and said, "I have seen you staring at the computer since just now. What baby is there that fascinates you?"

"Oh, this..." White was interrupted by Iverson as soon as he spoke.

"Of course it's hanging girls on the Internet." Iverson yelled, and White glared at him. Iverson grinned and made a grimace, as if saying that you were alone, it was too interesting.

Unexpectedly, this girl really believed it and said with her big eyes: "So you are doing this?"

"How is it possible!" White strongly denied.

Iverson, dare to disturb him? He has to be plugged with something. White rolled his eyes, exited the mail, entered the encryption mode, and then pushed the computer in front of Iverson.

"Play your blog." White stared.

After finishing speaking, before Iverson would react, White owed something to the side and said, "Is it okay for you to chat like this now? Not during working hours?"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you escape for a while. What can the store manager do to me?" The girl didn't care.

The girl moved inside and sat beside White and said, "I'm really tired after running all afternoon. It's okay to rest now."

White asked: "Are you a college student nearby?"

They look alike and look alike.

"There are prestigious universities around here, do you think I can pass the exam?" The girl smiled humorously, ridiculing herself indifferently, and then introduced herself.

"My name is Evelyn, and I work as a model in this nearby graphic company. A small model doesn't make any money at all, so I came here to work." The girl said.

White suddenly realized that he was a part-time model. No wonder he looked so beautiful.

"You just said blog? It happened that I was also playing, it's a coincidence. Why not add blogs to each other, White." Evelyn said. She should have known his name during their conversation just now.

White said: "I don't have a blog. It's my roommate who is playing. His name is Iverson..."

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Halfway through, White stopped suddenly. He saw Evelyn's face filled with interest, and a thought was spinning up from the cerebral cortex.

Evelyn is a typical young person at the moment. Why not let her be the second test subject, and then push the closed beta version of the game to her friends to see the effect and the feedback of the product?

The heart is not as good as the action. White was thinking about how to open this mouth. Iverson suddenly shouted: "I'm going, what are you doing, White? Why was my food stolen?"

At this time, the attention of both of them was all attracted by Iverson, and White put his cheeks up, his mouth was raised, his expressions were very meaningful.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't have any friends, where are you from stealing my food?" Iverson asked fiercely.

"Don't be so excited, this is originally a vegetable stealing game. It is strange that no one steals. So I added a flower picker to the system." White grinned.

"Flower-picking thief?" Iverson vomited blood. What kind of word was this, he didn't understand?

White didn't mean to explain it to him, but saw Evelyn next to her with a look of interest, and leaned over.

"What are you talking about? What stealing food?" Evelyn asked.

When the subject became a girl, White appeared to be extremely patient. He explained: "It's a small game we recently developed, a casual mode focusing on raising vegetables and stealing vegetables."

"Sounds interesting!" Evelyn's eyes beamed.

White seized the opportunity to lure: "The game hasn't been released yet, so I'm worried that no one will help in the closed beta."

Evelyn really took the bait: "I can do it, I usually like to play this kind of little game."

"In that case, give me your cell phone number first, so that you can contact me." White said.

Evelyn immediately agreed, turning around to look for a pen, but White took the lead in taking out his mobile phone, looking ready, and said with a smile: "Come on, I'm ready."

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"..."

White and Iverson walked out of the fast food restaurant, and Iverson finally couldn't help but said, "It's just a test. Is it necessary to add a mobile phone?"

"You don't understand, right, look a little longer and a little further. Besides, didn't I say it all, exchange numbers for easy contact." White put the laptop in his pocket and buckled the laptop in his arm, of course. .

"I think you are going to make an appointment to the bar, right?" Iverson snorted coldly, with an expression I don't know yet.

White said: "Just know, just know. Low-key, low-key."

I arrived at the apartment in a blink of an eye. White was in a hurry and ran upstairs in twos, Iverson followed behind, panting.

"Don't forget to share it with me." Iverson shouted.

"Here you are." White entered the room, threw the phone back without looking back, then ran to the sofa, sat down, and turned on the computer.

He suddenly had a new idea.

Try to analyze the player's psychology, why is it heartache to see that the food is stolen? This psychology is no different from that of Zhu Gong Cabbage. The Chinese cabbage that you have grown so hard has been picked up by others. Will you be happy? It's right to be unhappy. It's better to add some special effects to the game. For example, when the player is working hard to go online and plan to harvest the vegetables, the background music will catch the laughter of pigs off guard, just like the treacherous laughter of mocking the hard-growing vegetables——

"Hahaha! Interesting!"