Senior is my fake wife

Of course Fu Qiong remembered, this was his graduation work.

At that time, this group of oil paintings was also rated as an excellent graduation work, and it was exhibited in the exhibition hall of the Academy of Fine Arts for a long time.

"I went to see it several times." Sui Zhen said, "I thought I would meet you...but you never came."

"Who would go to see your own paintings...it's so shameful." Fu Qiong said, "But the paintings were pretty good at the time?"

"Your paintings are beautiful." Sui Zhen moved his body and tapped his fingers, "What were you thinking at that time?"

"Huh?" Fu Qiong said.

"When I saw it, I would think about it, princes and knights, why would you consider using such a theme? Why would a blood-soaked knight be hung in the temple." Sui Zhen said, "Just... what is the creative concept of this kind? "

"It's really not interesting." Fu Qiong hugged her knees and laughed to herself, "At that time, I just wanted to show off my perspective and let the teacher give me a high score. Other words were also made up for the defense , our defense teacher at that time still paid attention to the creative concept.”

"..." Sui Zhen paused, and then dragged the screen, "What if I want to expand these now?"

"What do you mean?" Fu Qiong looked at him.

"I want to make these stories more complete." Sui Zhen opened another folder, "This is a small part of the plot that I made together with other plot planners."

"..." Fu Qiong said, "This... you plan to follow my story?"

"Yes." Sui Zhen said, "Tomorrow I will submit the planning proposal of Aolong, including preliminary planning, budget and staffing. The more specific the basics are written, the more interested the higher authorities will be in the project. The current planning team The programming plot system is already in place, and I am mainly looking for art."

"It's so hard once you resume work." Fu Qiong sighed and jumped up, "I'll get you some fruit."

"Sit down." Sui Zhen pulled him back, Fu Qiong couldn't stand still, and sat down on him.

"..." Sui Zhen snorted.

"You..." Fu Qiong hurriedly looked back at him, got up and said, "Are you all right! I didn't stand firm..."

"No." Sui Zhen's face turned pale, and he muttered in a low voice, "I thought you were not heavy."

Fu Qiong still wanted to move, but Sui Zhen didn't let him run away.

"Stop the meeting for me." Sui Zhen put him in his arms and smelled his scent, "Don't clean up or cut the fruit, see my husband's plan and give me some advice."

When Fu Qiong heard the word "husband", she immediately remembered: "Who asked you to change my WeChat notes?"

"Your password is my birthday, and I can open it at will." Sui Zhen also pretended to be indifferent, "If you don't like it, just change it."

"..." really speechless.

Sui Zhenquan hugged him to change the plan, while Fu Qiong obediently leaned on him, occasionally poking her finger out for advice.

"Nashviolon was modeled as a semi-finished product four or five years ago. Although it is the mainstream aesthetic, it was amazing at the time, but now it is only ordinary." Fu Qiong pointed at the screen, "I think In the early stage of development, the in-depth budget for the main product cannot be saved. If it wants to be born again, it must have enough design shapes that can directly hit people's hearts, at least it can have the kind of amazing feeling of "catching the eye at first sight again". .”

"En." Sui Zhen responded, and looked down at Fu Qiong, "If this project is done by Cheng Li, what do you think is the upper limit of what you can do in art?"

"For Cheng Li, the upper limit is only technology." Fu Qiong said, "...give us enough time to refine every detail. But you know, if the developed game is too graphics-intensive, it is actually useless .”

"The details and height of the art are the icing on the cake when there are hardware conditions." Fu Qiong said, "We knew before that, compared to the upper limit of the game screen, I think we should pay more attention to its most basic...things..."

He tilted his head: "Can you understand what I mean?"

"Yes." Sui Zhen replied, "I suddenly understand why our art is always inferior to yours."

"No." Fu Qiong sighed and said, "This itself is a difficult thing to define. I think the biggest problem of our two companies in the past two years is the preference of the boss, the preference of Party A..."

"It's been a long time, and I really can't make anything." Sui Zhen typed his fingers on the keyboard and said, "Okay, I see."

"Hmm." Fu Qiong leaned into his arms to relax, looking up at the ceiling, "If Aolong can really make it, should I charge you some copyright fees?"

"Accept." Sui Zhen kissed him, "If you say it can't be used, I will delete it right away."

"That's not what it means." Fu Qiong said, "You are so smart, you should know what I was thinking when I drew that picture."

Hearing the words, Sui Zhen was thoughtful, then rubbed his lips against his cheek, and kissed the corner of his mouth.Ever since the two of them stuck together all day long, Sui Zhen started to play with him within three words.

Fu Qiong was pushed back by his kiss: "You...don't work anymore?"

"..." Sui Zhen let go of him, and could only whisper, "...for work."

……

Sui Zhen's work this week was much busier than his. Fu Qiong waited for him to come back from get off work at home, learned to cook two dishes, and the taste would not be too bad if he followed the recipe. Start changing plans.

Fu Qiong felt distressed, but she didn't know what to do to help him, and the two of them had very little communication, and Sui Zhen usually fell asleep as soon as he came back.

On Friday morning, Sui Zhen said that he had something very important to do today, and he hoped for a good result. Because he looked really nervous, Fu Qiong touched his cheek to comfort him.

Comforting and comforting, he was grabbed and kissed by Sui Zhen again until he was short of oxygen, and he didn't go out until it was almost late.

When I arrived at the office, I suddenly ran over quickly, and before putting down the bag, I shouted: "Fu Qiong! Fu Qiong!! Come here quickly!"

"Huh?" Fu Qiong was startled, with a bun in her mouth.In order for Sui Zhen to sleep more in the morning, Fu Qiong bought steamed buns for him these few days and took them away.

"Swallow it!" Annie put the water glass on his table, "Drink!"

"What's wrong..." Fu Qiong swallowed it quickly, wiping her mouth with a tissue.

"Come on, follow me to the conference room." Annie looked him up and down, raised her hand to smooth out his hair, "take off my coat!! Can you dress better for work!"

"??" Fu Qiong had an intuition that some important person was coming, so she quickly took off her coat and raised her hand to scratch her hair, but she still had a confused expression on her face, "Okay...are you okay?"

"Well, let's go," said Annie.

Fu Qiong followed her tremblingly: "What's wrong?"

"Of course it's a good thing." Annie said, "It's not me looking for you, but President He looking for you."

He... Mr. He.

Fu Qiong's eyes lit up, and the thought actually came.

Annie helped him cut his hair and said: "Mr. He came to you by name, are you going to be promoted to the beauty?"

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Qiong smiled and shook her head, "I was promoted to Master and I was also looking for me for personnel affairs, why did Mr. He look for me?"

"That's right." Annie said, "It's said that it's related to the project. I guess it's because the mobile game project is doing really well this time. Hey, we're going to give out bonuses too. I'm so excited. I want to change to a new house quickly."

While listening to Annie's words, Fu Qiong remembered the conversation with Lang Lang.What he originally thought was that if he had the opportunity in the future, he might be able to meet Mr. He through Langlang one day, but it always needs to be mature in all aspects.

But I didn't expect that Mr. He would come to ask him out so early.

Thinking of this, Fu Qiong gradually became nervous again. Walking through the long corridor of Chengli, Fu Qiong's anxiety completely replaced his excitement. Door.

"Dong dong", every knock made him feel a little terrified.

Fu Qiong took a breath, stood at the door and closed her eyes.

The door opened.

"Mr. He." Annie stepped in with one foot, "I'll take the payment...Huh? Where's Mr. He?"

"Mr. He just went out." The human inside said, "Come in first."

Fu Qiong opened her eyes, only to hear that Mr. He was not there, so he entered the big conference room first, and the morning sun warmed everything in the conference room of the glass room.

"You guys sit down first." The person inside seemed to be Mr. He's assistant, she put the coffee cup in front of the two of them, Fu Qiong thanked them, and only after sitting down did she notice that there were coffee cups around her.

What's going on... Is this a meeting?So Mr. He didn't just find him?

Fu Qiong looked at Annie and signaled with her eyes if she knew what happened?Annie shook her head, looking like she didn't know anything, the two of them stared wide-eyed, and took a sip of the water glass tacitly.

After a while, there were obvious footsteps and conversations at the door.Annie and Fu Qiong glanced at each other again and quickly stood up, just as the door was also opened, they saw Mr. He striding in, and when he turned his face to see Fu Qiong, he immediately smiled: "Oh, here we are."

"Hello, Mr. He!" Annie and Fu Qiong said in unison.

"Come here." Mr. He said to the door.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of chaotic footsteps at the door approached, and three people came in one after another. Fu Qiong's eyes flicked away one by one, and stayed on the last person who came in.

Of course, the man's eyes also crossed over, and then he slightly frowned at him.

That person was actually Sui Zhen.

Fu Qiong almost didn't bring it up in one breath.

In the morning, the two of them were still kissing at the door of the room. Now that such a big person is standing in front of me, the secrecy work is too good! ?

"Let me introduce you." He Xiang said, "Before the introduction, go and close the door."

The assistant walked to the door and was about to close the door, but suddenly he kicked the door open with his foot.

"Ah..." the assistant said, "Mr. Xie."

"It's a meeting, Mr. He." Xie Yun entered the office and smiled, "I'm late."

"The general manager is still late. I can't justify it. I almost closed the door." He Xiang smiled gently, opened the chair next to him for him, and said to Xie Yun: "Let me introduce, these three are the planners of Hongyi Huyu team."

Xie Yun didn't seem to bother talking to them at all, so she pulled out her chair and sat down, slamming her hands on the table, but her eyes lingered on Fu Qiong and Annie, and then looked at He Xiang with a half-smile: "Mr. He, I didn't mean to be late, after all, I'm very busy, if I don't have any interest after listening to your so-called sgagaga project for 5 minutes, I will get up and leave, and! Get rid of everyone in this room who is not from our company."

He looked through Fu Qiong, and looked at Sui Zhen who was sitting opposite him: "You, Hongyi's chief planner, aren't you?"

"Hello, Mr. Xie." Sui Zhen looked at him with indifferent eyes, "My name is Sui Zhen, and I have been in charge of the planning of several game projects in Hongyi."

"Oh, not bad." Xie Yun was perfunctory and indifferent, but pointed his finger away, "Then you, you give me a reason, why should I lend you my precious art?"

Fu Qiong froze for a moment, then said "ah?" uncontrollably.

"It's not borrowing." Sui Zhen didn't feel angry at Xie Yun's attitude at all, but said calmly and methodically, "It's cooperation."