Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"I just have a little thing..." Wang Zhaoyun tried to pretend to be strong, but before he finished speaking, thinking of what happened these days, his nose turned sour, and the corners of his mouth rolled down, with a mournful face, his expression was indescribably abstract.

Ji Lianhuo took a step back with a calm gaze, distanced himself from the person in front of him.

"I'm woo woo!" Wang Zhaoyun's tears flowed down, and his mouth was still drooling.

"I don't want to go back to school, I don't want to go back to school, I don't want to see my brother, ahhhhh!"

Wang Zhaoyun wailed loudly, with tears and snot running down his nose, and wiped the spout around his mouth with one hand, he was completely imageless.

Ji Lianhuo looked at his peers in front of him, Zhao Zhao's half-brother, and after a moment of thought, he spoke slowly.

"I have a company."

Wang Zhaoyun's crying stopped abruptly, and he looked at the person in front of him with teary eyes, as if he saw the great saint with a halo of light behind his head. Wang Zhaoyun covered his heart, sniffed his nose, and cried.

"Brother Ji! You are such a good man!"

"But I don't know what you can do." Ji Lianhuo was expressionless.

"I can do anything." Wang Zhaoyun rushed over excitedly, and Ji Lianhuo turned sideways, so as not to let Wang Zhaoyun get in the slightest.

"Give me a broom, and I'll give you a clean office; give me a mop, and I'll give you back a shiny floor; give me a rag, and I'll make every mosquito on your desk split! "

Wang Zhaoyun was full of anticipation, "Just give me a place to live, a mouthful of food, and a bowl of water to drink."

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaoyun in front of him, and realized that the office really lacked such a talent.

"Go to my company and start working tomorrow." Ji Lianhuo informed Wang Zhaoyun that the interview was successful.

"No, no, I can start working now!" Wang Zhaoyun's eyes lit up, "Brother Ji, where is your company? I'll go right now!"

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaoyun and said the address. Wang Zhaoyun memorized it carefully, and ran out of the community without saying a word, with a happy smile on his face.

When Ji Lianhuo returned to the villa, he was a little disappointed to find that brother Zhaomou hadn't come back yet, and Mrs. Cheng had already prepared the meal and was watching TV.

"Xiao Ji is back?" Mrs. Cheng saw Ji Lianhuo coming back and brought the dishes out of the kitchen, "Master just called back and said that he might be late tonight and let you eat first."

"Thank you Mrs. Cheng." Ji Lianhuo lowered his eyes, glanced at the TV in the living room, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Ji Lianhuo walked quickly to the TV, and saw that it was a young reporter from the local station, who was interviewing passers-by near the Shengshihuajing real estate in Sioux City.

Ji Lianhuo saw the headline on the TV, [The tallest residential building in Wenjiang Province opens today. 】

The reporter was interviewing the crowd who came to buy a house, because they couldn't squeeze in, so they had to find someone to interview on the outside. Ji Lianhuo saw Wang Zhaomou and Lao Qi outside the crowd, as if to see the sales situation, but was caught by the young reporter See.

"What's your name, sir?" The reporter saw Wang Zhaomou, his eyes widened, and he immediately pointed the microphone at the handsome young man in front of him.

Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment, looking at the camera in front of him, his expression normal.

"Let your surname be Wang."

Ji Lianhuo looked at a string of words appearing under Wang Zhaomou, [Enthusiastic Citizen Mr. Wang].

Ji Lianhuo suppressed a smile, looked at the man on the screen, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. Wang, are you also here to buy a house?" The reporter asked enthusiastically.

Wang Zhaomou's eyes were calm, and Ji Lianhuo couldn't help laughing when he saw Lao Qi behind Brother Zhaomou.

"I do have a house here." Wang Zhaomou replied unhurriedly, with a gentle and modest expression, and his exquisite appearance made people unable to take their eyes off.

"When you bought a house here, did you see the advantages of this community?" The reporter was refreshed when he saw that he had asked the right person.

"The first thing to consider is the price. The price of Shengshi Huajing is close to the people. After the first opening of various activities, the price of Yiping is only 2588 yuan."

Wang Zhaomou looked at the camera with a smile on his lips.

"Secondly, Shengshi Huajing has a very high green area and pleasant scenery. After a while, you can enter the community to take pictures and enjoy it. There is a marble-carved swan fountain and an artificial shallow river. The scenery is no worse than that of the park."

"Finally." Wang Zhaomou continued to smile, "The location of Shengshihuajing is also a major advantage. There is a kindergarten and a middle school near the community, and the transportation is very convenient."

"Mr. Wang seems to have done his research before buying a house." The reporter smiled.

"But Shengshi Huajing also has a problem, that is, the floors are very high. The shortest buildings have 25 floors, and the highest reaches [-] floors. Have you considered this problem?"

After the reporter finished speaking, he immediately turned the microphone to the interviewee.

Wang Zhaomou nodded lightly.

"This issue has naturally been considered."

"The two most concerned points of living in high-rise buildings are the living experience and the safety issue.

For the living experience, there is an elevator installed in Shengshi Huajing, and the elevator has a backup power supply, so you don’t have to worry about going up and down. The quality of Shengshi Huajing’s house is guaranteed, and it has passed various quality inspections. The degree of privacy is extremely high.

As for safety issues, Shengshi Huajing buildings are equipped with fire extinguishers and fire hydrants, and high-rise buildings above the [-]th floor have special fire protection floors; and the community has reasonably planned parking spaces, and there is an underground parking lot, which will not block the fire exits. "

Seeing the young man in front of him speaking clearly, the reporter was stunned.

Ji Lianhuo watched the TV, couldn't help raising his hand, and gently stroked the person on the screen.

Mrs. Cheng finished serving the meal, and when she saw Ji Lianhuo's actions, she immediately yelled out.

"Xiao Ji! This is an LCD screen, don't touch it!"

Ji Lianhuo glanced at Mrs. Cheng, immediately pursed his lips and closed his hands, sat at the dining table, looked at the empty main seat, couldn't help but took out his mobile phone, and opened Mutual Trust.

[The person you like is right in front of you, but you can't touch it.

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The news was only visible to Wang Zhaomou, and Ji Lianhuo waited for a long time. After night fell, the voice of new news suddenly came from Mutual Trust.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't wait to turn on his phone, saw Zhao Zhao's update, and liked it.

A like.

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Wang Zhaoyun is in the public office, wearing earphones and holding a mop in his hand, cleaning up happily.

This job is much easier than working in a plastic factory. They clean it every day at noon, and at night after get off work. They usually clean up when there is garbage. Just this job, [-] a month, including food and housing, and they can still often Fishing, playing games.

Little days are also very happy.

Wang Zhaoyun listened to the music and mopped the floor happily, while a programmer next to him poked at his colleague.

"I developed another small game, can you take a look?"

"I'm busy, don't disturb." The colleague wiped his hairline and refused mercilessly.

The programmers got up and asked colleagues one by one. It was almost lunch time, and the hungry people had no time to lend a helping hand, leaving one sentence after another, "I will definitely see it next time" and "I will watch it when I have time." ".

The programmer sat back at his desk, hearing the sound of a mop, turned around and saw a happy guy listening to music with earphones while mopping the floor.

"Hey, buddy!" The programmer greeted Wang Zhaoyun. Wang Zhaoyun heard the movement next to him, looked at the programmer next to him, stepped forward skillfully, lifted the trash can, and cleaned up the garbage on his desk.

"Dude, take off your headphones." The programmer looked at the young guy in front of him, and tried to ask, "Have you ever played games?"

Wang Zhaoyun took off his earphones, and when he heard the question from the person opposite, he couldn't help but look up and laugh.

I, Yan Can, Tianying Xueyue, Ziyun Fengpang, a resident of the online game rankings, a krypton gold boss, and the guild leader, he actually asked me if I have ever played games!

Wang Zhaoyun wiped his face and looked at the programmer in front of him pretending to be modest.

"It's just a game of [-] million points."

"Then can you try this little game, feel it, tell me if you find any bugs, and then give me some advice?" The programmer tried to ask the young man who would smile strangely in front of him.

"Try it?" Wang Zhaoyun was about to step forward when he suddenly stopped and looked at the programmer with a serious expression.

"To do this, you need fate."

"Fate? What fate?" The programmer looked bewildered

"One hundred yuan." Wang Zhaoyun raised a finger.

It really needs money to live alone. Although the company provides food and housing, but the game also requires krypton gold, and occasionally buy some fruit and clothes, the money is not spent at all.

"One hundred yuan?" The programmer mercilessly rolled his eyes at Wang Zhaoyun and turned away.

"Ahhh! You can bargain!" Seeing this, Wang Zhaoyun hurriedly stopped the programmer, "Can't you try to cut it?"

The programmer moved his eyes and cut it in half, "Fifty?"

"Deal!" Wang Zhaoyun and the programmer clapped their hands together, pulling the programmer up from his desk without saying a word, sitting in front of the computer, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

The programmer subconsciously felt that he had cut less, but now that it was done, he could only reluctantly pay for it.

"Try both the web version and the mobile version." The programmer felt sorry for the money and added a task to Wang Zhaoyun, "At least ten comments must be made!"

"Don't worry." Wang Zhaoyun was not annoyed. After reading the game's gameplay introduction, he controlled the villain, "I'm the best at complaining about games."

A small game developed by programmers, the theme is the most old-fashioned warrior dragon slaying. The pixel villain has to avoid dangers one after another, and finally slays the dragon and rescues the princess.

Wang Zhaoyun was not familiar with the operation at first, and the programmer behind him looked helpless, "Can you do it?"

"Didn't I use the dog leash to find bugs for you?" Wang Zhaoyun was confident, "There are many bugs in the game, and they come from the dog leash. If you don't lie down a few times, then change the position and lie down, how can I find it for you?" bug?"

When the programmer heard it, he thought it made sense!

After several times of proficiency, Wang Zhaoyun finally passed the first pass. After passing the first pass, Wang Zhaoyun lay down on the table and wrote ten suggestions to the programmer.

The programmer picked up the paper, looked at the dog-like words on it, and frowned.

There is no new idea, why do you have to save the princess; the dragon slaying line is too long, it is recommended to add a few plots in which you will get equipment after passing the level, so that players can experience step by step becoming stronger; the plot is too little, and you can't get involved at all...

Fang's handwriting was ugly, but the suggestions he put forward were pertinent.

"Also, I remember that your mutual trust is not a communication software? Why do you need to design a subsidiary game?" Wang Zhaoyun asked curiously.

"Of course it is to enrich everyone's spare time life, and make everyone feel relaxed and happy through games!" the programmer said righteously.

Wang Zhaoyun looked at the person in front of him, waggled his fingers, "You are dishonest."

I've played so many games, and I'm always so angry, where do I feel relaxed?

"Okay." The programmer looked serious, "In order to make money, in order to increase the user's online time and increase user stickiness."

"I'm familiar with letting players krypton gold!" Wang Zhaoyun was heartbroken, "Give this villain a more handsome skin, five yuan, there are a lot of people willing to pay; give this villain a pet, can you buy it?" Add a little damage for him, and the players need to incubate themselves for ten yuan. There are definitely not a few people who pay for it. Isn't this money coming!

If you want to increase the user’s online time, you can set a time reward, how long you can be online, what kind of virtual gift to give, or what level to upgrade. Many people are willing to stay overnight in Internet cafes for this gift and level. ! "

The programmer looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, and was a little curious.

"How do you know so clearly?"

Wang Zhaoyun turned his head to look at the programmer, and smiled weakly, "I'm the one who spent a lot of money on the game, and in order to get the account level, I was connected to the night cultivator in the Internet cafe."