he said he was poor

The simple sell miserably has been sold very proficiently.

[Jane Jane: They still scold people QAQ]

[Yuan: Misfortune is where blessings lie, and blessings are where misfortune lies. Losing such a partner may not be a good thing. 】

[Jian Jian: Our IP...doesn't know how many disasters it has suffered. 】

[Jane: I didn't tell you, my studio is for games. 】

[Yuan: Yes. 】

【Yuan: Don't worry, it's extremely peaceful. 】

Jian Jian looked at the chat records of the two, and returned the 800 yuan.

[yuan:? 】

[Jian Jian: Fortunately, I received it, and the money is fine. 】

He still remembered that it was not easy for the other party to make money.

【Yuan: Where is the luck?Cooperation failed? 】

[Jane: ...that's different. 】

【Yuan: It's nothing different, keep it. 】

The other party sent the money again.

Jian Jian didn't rush back, he typed.

[Jian Jian: Do you know the circumstances under which you would transfer money to others unconditionally? 】

Without waiting for a reply from the other party, he said to himself.

[Jane Jane: Lover. 】

Then he saw that the top of Luo Yuanfei's head changed to "The other party is typing...".

1 minutes passed.

Still typing.

Jian Jian felt that the teasing was a bit too much, and he was trying to make up for it——

The other party sent a voice message.

"Then you can keep it and give it to your lover later."

The tone is smiling, not angry because of his joke.

Simple and unpromising blushes.

If Lu Heng and the others see his state, they will definitely complain that he is like a little girl.

After thinking about it briefly, I accepted it.

[Jian Jian: With your auspicious words, I hope that day will come soon. 】

Luo Yuanfei didn't reply after reading the message.

He sorted out the several support plan materials in his hand, pressed the internal call button, and told his assistant: "A meeting."

On the simple side, Brother Lao also called a dozen people from the office into the meeting room.

"The reason for the meeting must be guessed by everyone." Brother Lao's face is not as ugly as in the morning, but his face is still serious: "We all know how much effort we have spent on this IP, but now we can't overcome the current situation with our technology. It is difficult, so I would like to ask, what are your thoughts now? Sell it, or continue.”

The topic was a bit heavy, and everyone couldn't open their mouths for a while.

Brother Lao continued: "If the IP is to be sold, I will try my best to ensure that everyone can join the new company."

Xiaoxiao couldn't help asking: "Can't we continue?"

"Yes, but." Brother Lao pointed his fingers at everyone: "We are now facing two problems, one is insufficient funds, and the other is insufficient technology. Neither of these two problems is easy to solve. Today's negotiation Dayan and Brother Jian know I know most clearly that because our IP has been delayed for too long, no company is willing to spend money unconditionally."

"Not to mention technical issues. I have sent letters to several major manufacturers before, but have not received any reply."

Jian Jian sat down without saying a word, rubbing his thumb and index finger, as if he was thinking about something.

Dayan regretfully said: "I finally got on Yuntian's car, but I was thrown down before I even got on the car, what a shame."

Xiaoxiao asked: "Yuntian, is it possible to try again?"

Brother Shu opened his panda eyes: "Squeeze out the storm or the LLA, or the Jiguang who was deliberately pulled up from behind? Squeeze out one of them, maybe it's possible."

Xiaoxiao: "...pretend I didn't say anything."

The office is quiet again, with so many problems, the ending is obvious.

Xiaoxiao sighed: "I still want to continue. My master and I typed up the copywriting of this game word by word. I don't know how many times the manuscript has been blocked. Although the master is gone, I still want to see it with my own eyes. It is open beta under the name of our Weaving Web Studio."

Who doesn't want it?

all want.

When Jian Jian moved, the chair made a slight friction sound on the ground, which was especially noticeable in the quiet and dreary office.

He said: "I can find a solution to the problem of funds."

Lao Ge looked at him suddenly: "Can you pull it?"

"I can't be 100% sure, I can only ask for it." Simply explained: "The other party is in real estate, and I haven't had much contact with the Internet, so I don't necessarily have the will."

Everyone has heard such rhetoric, and it may not be successful if they meet each other, let alone just try.

But Lao Ge still couldn't help saving a glimmer of hope.

"Then please, if you have the funds, you may be able to solve the technical problems."

Thinking of the negotiation this morning, Dayan felt depressed for a while: "We must study it out and let those people see who is the bastard."

Xiaoxiao asked in surprise, "Have you had a fight?"

Dayan snorted: "No, it's fine if the other party wants to buy our IP. The price they offered... I'm too embarrassed to say it."

"Okay." Brother Lao waved his hand: "It's all over, everyone can do what they should do, in case there is some stuffed pie one day... I will answer the phone."

Everyone stood up one after another without paying attention.

boom--

It was the sound of a cup falling to the ground.

A group of people couldn't help but look over before they left the office.

I saw Brother Lao holding up the phone, his eyes were confused, and his tone was very polite: "Okay, I understand... Nine o'clock tomorrow morning? I will be there on time. Thank you for giving us this opportunity."

After hanging up the phone, Brother Lao looked at the crowd with a helpless expression: "The sky is really falling apart."

"Whose phone number?" Dayan looked at his expression and joked, "You can't be in the sky, can you?"

Luo Ge looked at him and said nothing.

Dayan's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly put down the information in his hand, unsure: "Is it really Yuntian?"

Slowly, slowly, Brother Lao straightened his back, and then smiled: "Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, Yuntian will send a specialist to discuss with us about support."

shit.

It's really a big mouthful of pie!

"So, in the end, we not only solved the financial problem, but also solved the technical problem." In the evening, after the simple wash, he and Luo Yuanfei spoke, and the tone could not help but bring some joy.

"Brother Lao was so happy that he bought us a big meal out of his own pocket. Your red envelope is still very useful."

It might be inconvenient for Luo Yuanfei to send the text.

【Yuan: Then it should be well preserved. 】

Simply put forward the invitation: "Let me treat you to a meal, just as a thank you?"

Luo Yuanfei was having a video conference here, looked down at the message, and simply replied.

The process of finalizing the Weaving Web Studio was actually not very smooth.

Although the concept of this small studio is novel, Yuntianfa's development team agreed that there is no need to take this risk.Regardless of LLA or Storm, they can save a lot of things. Yuntian only needs to provide a technical port, which saves time and effort.

Even Jiguang, a newcomer, has very successful operating experience. I believe that with Yuntian's technology, the project at hand will definitely become a hit.

Luo Yuanfei rejected all opinions: "We need fresh blood, and we need a project that can make Yuntian have its own characteristics. It is safe to be the same, but taking risks can break people's inherent impressions. This is something that the other three studios cannot do. .”

The final negotiation is that both parties take a step back, and Weaving Web Studio can participate in this competition, but whether it is worth letting Yuntian support until the end depends on their own abilities.

The negotiations in the morning went very well. Yuntian did not interfere too much with the web weaving project. To put it simply, as long as there is no trouble, Yuntian will not terminate the support plan for no reason.

The problem that had been annoying for a long time was suddenly solved, and Jian's mood improved.

After finishing his work in the company, Jian Jian asked Brother Lao for a day off.

He is moving.

Brother Lao complained about him: "Have I withheld your vacation or squeezed you? Can't you move in two weeks?"

Jian Jian refused simply and rudely: "No, I have to set aside two weeks."

Luo Yuanfei agreed to his dinner invitation, but unfortunately the other party's time was uncertain, and Jian Jian was afraid of missing the weekend, so he deliberately chose to move within a week.

"It's up to you to see if it's fake or not."

Brother Lao almost rolled his eyes to the sky: "PiPiPiPi, you are my boss, and I am my younger brother."

Simply patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Serve the people."

"Go." Brother Lao slapped his hand away: "Only one day, the follow-up process of the project is already on the right track, and I don't have time to waste it for you. You should work harder recently and bring Xiaoya out."

Simpler than OK.

The new home was arranged by Jian Ze, although he had promised well in front of Jian's father that day, in the end he followed Jian's own wishes and arranged a clean and simple house.

The house faces south, with two bedrooms and one living room. Although the area and facilities cannot be compared with Jian's villa, the lighting and ventilation are quite good, and the sound insulation is also good.

It's obvious at a glance that it's taken care of.

It was rumored that he and Jian Ze were separated from each other, but Jian Jian knew that the two brothers didn't really care about it, but there was still some estrangement between them because of that incident.

He sent Jane a thank you note.

Jian Jian moved all the daily necessities here. Although Jian's villa is comfortable to live in, Jian Jian still wants to live outside by himself. There is no other reason and he is comfortable.

Someone had come to clean the house before, so there was no need to do anything simple. There was still half a day left before the things were sorted out. He took a few photos and subconsciously wanted to send them to Luo Yuanfei, but luckily, his reason pulled him back in time.

Just as he was thinking about whether to play some golf in the afternoon or lie down at home, he received a message from Lin Hua.

[Hua Zi: Did you seriously accept the private draft in Moments last time? 】

[Jian Jian: Well, what?To take care of brother business? 】

He said it casually, but he didn't expect the other party to really respond.

[Hua Zi: Damn, to tell you the truth, my girlfriend's vacation is coming to an end, I want to leave her a thought, I'll send you a photo of us, and you draw it for us. 】

【Hua Zi: Of course, Dad won't take advantage of you for nothing, it's based on the market price. 】

[Jian Jian: I thought it was a big deal, so I sent it over. 】

[Jian Jian: Forget about the money, I won't invite Qiao Jing for that meal, it's due. 】

Lin Hua groaned over there.

【Hua Zi: How much does a painting cost when you step on a horse, how much does a meal in a mountain court cost, and refuse to kill familiar behavior. 】

Although the mouth said so, he still sent the photo in a smooth manner.

Keep it simple and remember something later.

He tapped the screen, but still couldn't help it.

……

After Luo Yuanfei finished the meeting, he rubbed the space between his brows wearily, then glanced at his phone, there were indeed a few more messages on it.

[Jian Jian: Private custom portraits are half price, don't miss them when you pass by, the child has to pay back the money, save the child! 】

Below is the audio.

The young man deliberately lowered his voice, as if coaxing or whispering.

"Little brother, do you want a self-portrait?"