Open the door and send warmth to the community!

Wen Congquan suspected that he hadn't woken up from the dream.

Neighborhood committee?Develop mobile games?

Is he out of his mind or Bai Miao's out of mind?

Wen Congquan poured himself a large cup of tea, thinking seriously about the possibility of Baimiao Hulu himself.

After a while, Bai Miao, who had huge dark circles under her eyes, pushed open the door of the tea room.

Wen Congquan looked up and saw a person following Bai Miao.

He was a handsome man in a white suit with peach blossom eyes.

For some reason, when the peach-eyed man glanced over, Wen Congquan suddenly had goose bumps all over his body.

There is an illusion that I am about to be ripped off...

Bai Miao said in a weary voice, "This is Qingqiu, the deputy director of our neighborhood committee, and also..."

He paused before continuing to receive: "He is also the legal representative of Shanhai Smart Company, one of the developers of mobile games."

Qingqiu stretched out his hand, his peach blossom eyes narrowed in a smile, which properly concealed the scrutiny in his eyes: "Mr. Wen, hello."

Wen Congquan shook his hand: "Uh... Hello Director Qing."

Everyone sat down one after another, Wen Congquan rubbed his hands, leaned over to Bai Miao and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Isn't the government official not allowed to do business?"

Wen Congquan thought he was whispering, but it actually fell into Qingqiu's ears.

Bai Miao coughed lowly: "Director Qingqiu's situation is quite special, he is not a civil servant."

Wen Congquan suddenly realized.

Wen Congquan greeted politely: "The hygienic environment around here is much better than before."

Qingqiu nodded slightly: "Yes, we are improving the sanitation environment recently."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qingqiu quickly got to the point.

He crossed his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, this game is jointly developed by our Shanhai Smart Company and Mr. Bai, and we hope to use your company as an agent to operate it and cooperate with the three parties. The development and design are all in charge of and checked by us. The operation and promotion are fully entrusted to your company, I wonder how Mr. Wen would like it?"

Wen Congquan glanced at Bai Miao.

Bai Miao was drinking tea slowly with her head down, her eyelids were half drooped, drooping down one after another.

Wen Congquan: "..."

Wen Congquan sat upright for a while, switched to a business model, and said cautiously: "I need to check out this game first."

Qingqiu pushed out the iPad in his hand, smiled and said, "Please."

Wen Congquan took the iPad and clicked to play.

Within seconds, his eyes were glued to the video.

The video lasted more than ten minutes, and Wen Congquan watched it without taking a second off.

When the screen went dark, Wen Congquan questioned immediately.

"You guys... this kind of game, this kind of picture level, how can you do it?"

Qingqiu smiled slightly, with a trace of contempt in his eyes that cannot be ignored: "If others can't do it, it doesn't mean we can't do it."

Wen Congquan choked.

He felt himself being insinuated.

But I can't blame him for making a fuss, it's because the content in the video just now was too exaggerated.

The art style of this game, he could tell at a glance that it was drawn by Bai Miao, it was indeed grand and magnificent, and the game screen completely exploded many games on the market.

But it was the mechanics of the game that really surprised him.

This is a mobile game with the theme of mountains and sea monsters and business-oriented.

The area of ​​the game is very vast, covering a dilapidated city and mountains in the distance.

Wen Congquan originally thought that the mountains were just the background, but he didn't expect that the mountains were also included in the game area.

And this city and mountains run through a large black crack like a spider web, and the player's general task is to repair the crack with the black dragon, the guardian spirit of this area, and save the world.

The game contains a randomly changing weather system, lighting system and powerful interactive system.

The gameplay is also very diverse, including drawing cards, farming, building, placing, repairing, hunting, cooking, killing monsters and upgrading, etc.

What's even more exaggerated is that players can not only overlook the city under construction from a high altitude, but can even operate the characters to fall into the 3D mountains and cities to experience the city they built and repaired.

As far as the few clips and screenshots flashed in the video, the 3D modeling is comparable to those of foreign 3A games.

Wen Congquan took a deep breath, his hands trembling a little.

If the technology of this game can really reach the level shown in the video...

No, even if it only has half the effect, it is estimated that it can shake the entire game circle.

And now, this game will be handed over to their company to operate...

Qingqiu withdrew his gaze from observing Wen Congquan, and said casually: "Because the time is relatively short, this is still a preliminary version, and there are still many details that have not been perfected, just kidding."

Wen Congquan took a few more deep breaths to calm down his dizzy brain.

He said: "Even if this kind of game can be made, the mobile phone will be burned, right? Why not make it a PC game?"

"We also do client games, but mobile games have a wide audience, so we do all of them."

Bai Miao, who lowered her head as if she was asleep, yawned hugely, with two physiological tears in her eyes, she leaned on the back of the chair and muttered.

Qingqiu: "Yes, we need rapid and large-scale promotion, the sooner the better."

Wen Congquan wondered, if this game is really so good, they don't have to worry about promotion and operation at all?

He asked the same question.

In the end, what did the peach-eyed man say.

Qingqiu raised his eyebrows subtly, and said with a half-smile: "We don't have so much time to spend on this kind of thing."

Ignoring the somewhat strange tone, Wen Congquan can understand, after all, all the energy is invested in research and development.

Qingqiu: "Let's talk about the contract next?"

Wen Congquan walked out of the tea room with straight eyes holding the tentative contract.

He had just negotiated with Qingqiu in the tea room, and his entire back was drenched with sweat.

How can there be such a terrible man in this world?

The man's smiling eyes were like a sophisticated X-ray machine, and his smiling lips were like a boning knife. The words he uttered stepped on his psychological bottom line, and every sentence made him hard to resist.

Not even the cunning old foxes in the headquarters had ever put such a lot of pressure on him.

During this period, he even tried to ask Bai Miao for help.

It's a pity that Bai Miao was slumped on the chair and had already fallen asleep.

Wen Congquan was physically and mentally exhausted.

He sighed, his eyes fell on the contract in his hand, and he burst out with boundless ambition.

If this game is real...

Even if they drank the soup, it was enough to make a big fat man!

Wen Congquan returned to the company, and as soon as he entered the office, he received a few winks from his subordinates.

The secretary whispered, "Mr. Wen, someone from the headquarters is here."

Wen Congquan raised his eyebrows, turned his feet, and walked towards the conference room.

In the conference room, several middle-aged and elderly people sat in the main seats.

In front of them, the projection is showing their company's mobile game that has recently become popular due to the Bai Miao character design, including many unannounced and unrealized content.

Wen Congquan glanced away, and the young man who manipulated the projection immediately lowered his head.

"Is Koizumi here? Sit down."

The leader, the old man in Tang suit, stomped on the crutches in his hand and spoke flatly.

Wen Congquan remained silent, pulled the chair on the other side and sat down.

The projection is almost at the end of the show.

The old man in Tang suit nodded, and said with satisfaction: "That's right, let's continue with this momentum. Don't young people like these now? Let's make some female characters and let the two men have some emotional entanglements, and then do some proper marketing. , can be even hotter."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and told the young man who was operating the projection: "Xiao Chen, you should inform the Propaganda Department, step up promotion and marketing, and buy a few more trending searches..."

"and many more."

Wen Congquan tapped the table with his fingertips, and raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

He said: "From today, most of the resources of the Propaganda Department will be devoted to the new project. The two characters of Kim Jiu Il and Bi Fang will also be linked with the new game, and cannot be changed casually."

The old man in Tang suit frowned: "What new project?"

Wen Congquan raised the contract in his hand: "The agency operation was just discussed today."

The old man in Tang suit stomped his cane: "Nonsense! How could you..."

With a "snap", Wen Congquan slapped the conference table vigorously with his palm.

"Uncle, I think you made a mistake. Although this game company is affiliated with Wen's Group, it is solely owned by my father, and I, Wen Congquan, is the person in charge. It's not up to others to point fingers."

Wen Congquan vented the pressure he felt from Qingqiu in one breath.

The old man in Tang suit tremblingly pointed at Wen Congquan, and several other middle-aged men shouted: "Why are you talking to uncle, where are your tutors?!"

Wen Congquan put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Oh, by the way, I haven't thanked my uncle for the porcelain vases that my uncle gave us last time."

He squinted his eyes and stared at the purple-faced old man in Tang suit: "What kind of gift does uncle want in return?"

Seeing the old man in Tang suit trembling with anger, Wen Congquan raised his voice and said: "Xiao Chen, take uncle to the hospital, don't suffer from a stroke when you are old."

He stared at Xiao Chen's back, grinning at the corner of his mouth: "By the way, Xiao Chen, you don't have to come back after seeing off uncle."

Xiao Chen froze, lowered his head and followed the old man in Tang suit out.

When Wen Congquan put his hands in his pockets and left the conference room with the contract under his arm, he felt windy when he walked.

He felt that he had an aura of [-] meters just now, and he was so cool that he was no different from the protagonist of the novel.

Learn now and sell now, it's really fucking easy to use, hee hee.

He is now looking forward to the Shanhai Smart Company to quickly develop the finished product for him to see.

However, Director Qingqiu, the legal representative of Shanhai Intelligent Company, did not stay up late to catch up with technical R&D personnel as Wen Congquan expected.

They are continuing to hold the ghost art talent show that was suspended midway.

The shaggy ghost was dressed in red and willow green, and held a big horn: "The competition of one hundred to fifty is about to start, please residents vote for the contestants you support, and they will have the opportunity to appear in the newly developed Shanhaitian Go on the green mobile game!"

Screams exploded, and a mess of support banners and light boards shook excitedly.

That's right, the game they are planning to cooperate with Wen Congquan is called Shanhai Tianqing, which is taken from Shanhai Community and Qingshan Mountains, very casually.

Hundreds of contestants blushed with excitement.

A newly developed mobile game with a vast game space means countless new npcs and countless new designable card surfaces.

During this period of time, the topic of the entire community is the Shanhai Tianqing mobile game, and even ordinary people know that Shanhai Smart is about to launch this game.

Compared with the excited ghosts and ghosts, there are more gods in the neighborhood committee.

They have already taken advantage of their positions to reserve roles from Bai Miao.

Jin Jiuri and Bi Fang directly used the linkage data, saving worry and effort, and director Ao and Qingqiu, needless to say, were also at the ssr level.

Except for those who were selected for the competition, other workers who did not participate in the competition can earn an npc no matter what.

All the ghosts were beaming, only Bai Miao was pale, his eyes were in a trance, his eyes were blue and black, and he looked weak.

Even the sprites singing on the stage had double images.

So many ghosts, such a huge map...

Bai Miao's head hit the judges' table with a "bang".

He regretted it.