In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games.

Chapter 21 The Next Sermon Topic

Standing up suddenly, Xiaodouzi blushed and stammered: "I, I, I have only been here for less than a month! And this game is basically made by the boss, I just adjusted the value. So much money It really won't work!"

"Money doesn't matter anymore." Fang Cheng waved his hand, "10% is a little less, it's still..."

After considering the tolerance of Xiaodouzi and Xu Qingling, Fang Cheng continued: "15%, 6% for Xu Qingling, 9% for Xiaodouzi."

Seeing what Xiaodouzi wanted to say, Fang Cheng clapped his hands to let him sit down, and then said: "I don't know much about games, but I can see that you are a person who likes games. Your ability and your enthusiasm are both I need it urgently, so I think you are worth it. Alright, let's just distribute it like this, this matter is over. Xu Qingling, let's talk about the team building. "

"Ok."

Xu Qingling smiled, then picked up her phone and started searching for suitable team building locations nearby.

Not long after, Xiaodouzi's cell phone rang, and the project bonus had already arrived.

For the project bonus of 54 yuan, 14 yuan was deducted from personal income tax alone.

But the remaining money is enough for the down payment for Xiaodouzi to buy a house in Rongcheng.

Staring at the balance on the phone, even a game fanatic like Xiaodouzi couldn't help but smirk.

eleven o 'clock.

Under Xu Qingling's help, Fang Cheng asked everyone to finish their work for the day in advance, and then walked into a cafeteria that Xu Qingling had reserved.

The self-service food for 598 people is not cheap, but after tasting it, Fang Cheng said that it tastes good, with [-]% of his father's sauce.

After eating, chatting, and after the two-hour dinner party, Fang Cheng distributed some spirit tea as souvenirs, and then announced that they would be off for the next two days.

The day after tomorrow happens to be the weekend, and everyone can go back to see relatives. It's a small long vacation, and come back after resting.

Watching Fang Cheng leave reluctantly, Xu Qingling said subconsciously: "I really don't want to have a holiday."

"Yes." Xiaodouzi on the side also said with emotion, "When I think that I won't see my boss for four days, I am heartbroken, and I wish I could come back and work overtime immediately."

Silently glanced at Xiaodouzi, Xu Qingling silently walked to the side, and then began to self-examine why she had the same thoughts as this guy.

In addition to the two, there was another person who was filled with emotion.

Because the studios of each other are very close to each other, Huang Ping of the Kong Kong Studio inevitably saw this scene.

Seeing the three of them walking out of the cafeteria, Huang Ping felt a little bitter.

Before the release of "King's Dungeon", Kong Kong also waved his hand, telling everyone that after the project is launched, everyone should go there for a meal.

It's a pity that the project was launched, but now it's equivalent to not being launched. The game's data is falling off a cliff every day, and the result of cutting in half and cutting in half is that even the ankle is almost gone.

He has also seen Fang Cheng before. When the other party came to the studio, Huang Ping led the way.

At that time, he still felt that the young people were too energetic, and it was too ideal to play games. He didn't expect that in less than a month, others would take off.

Eating the noodles in the bowl bitterly, Huang Ping felt that his noodles were too salty.

It's so salty that I want to cry.

Back in the studio, Fang Cheng stepped out, traveled through the void, and came to his home.

As soon as he entered the door, he found his mother lying on the sofa, and his father sat on the side with a small bench, laboriously massaging his mother's calf.

Seeing Fang Cheng appearing out of thin air, both of them were startled.

Clutching her chest, Fang's mother said, "I thought I saw a ghost in broad daylight. It turned out to be my son."

In this world, there are only two people who know Fangcheng's identity as an immortal, one is his parents, and the other is also his parents.

Not long after he was reborn in this era, he simply revealed his identity to his parents and told them that he was a fairy.

Then, Fang Cheng made a calculation and told them that we were also parents and children in our previous life, so if I call you parents, you don't have to be cautious, just call me son.

In this regard, Fang's father and mother's reaction was: outrageous, but acceptable.

Seeing his son who came back suddenly, Father Fang stood up and said, "Why did you come back suddenly? I didn't know to call in advance."

"I'm not used to it. And the phone call was too slow, so I came back directly." Fang Cheng said, "Is the sauce ready?"

"You didn't call, how did I know to make sauced meat? I didn't even buy the meat."

Reaching out to fish, Fang Cheng grabbed a piece of good pork belly from the void, and placed it in front of Fang's father.

Seeing such a scene, even though Fang's father had experienced many battles, he couldn't help but said: "Son, is it a bit outrageous to do this? You really won't get retribution for doing this?"

"It doesn't matter. And in a way, I'm retribution."

"The fairy is amazing!"

After making complaints, Fang's father still took this precious piece of pork belly and went into the kitchen to make sauced meat.

The Fang mother turned over and jumped up from the sofa, watching her son nod her head, then took out her phone and opened the photo album.

Pointing to the pictures of beautiful women on the phone, she said to Fang Cheng, "Son, choose one."

Taking the phone, Fang Cheng flipped through it for a while: "Did you find an employee for me? Do you have a resume? Do you like playing games?"

Fang's mother looked at Fang Cheng helplessly: "It's a blind date. I'll help you pass the test, everyone is very good. And they have also seen your photos, and they said that it doesn't matter if you are young."

"There is no desire in that regard."

"But I have the desire to have children! Your father and I retired early, and now we have nothing to do every day. The only pleasure is watching other people go to work and look like they can't survive or die."

"Mother, I think your hobbies are a bit weird."

"You don't understand. But it's a bit boring to watch too much, so hurry up and give the whole child out, so that I have something to do every day. You were too serious when you were young, and I haven't been tortured by children. You have grown up, and now you need to fill up I'm sorry."

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense." Fang's father said, who was still processing sauced meat in the kitchen, "Young man, play for a while longer, and don't enter the grave of marriage so early. I have known your mother since high school. There are so many things to play with." Playing until now, I feel like something is missing from time to time.”

Fang's mother stopped talking, looking at Fang's father in the kitchen with murderous intent in his eyes.

But Fang's father didn't realize it, and still chattered and said: "And now you have to focus on your career. Although you are making games, you must also have feelings and pay attention to cultural transmission. Our traditional culture is very good. In the game Isn’t it interesting to post Spring Festival couplets and set off firecrackers?”

"Traditional culture..."

Fang Cheng thought about it, and felt that there was a little bit of meaning in it.

In traditional culture, there are a lot of symbolic hints and various cultural customs. It is a very interesting behavior to study the development process of different cultures.

Why are firecrackers set off during Chinese New Year?Why are there New Year pictures?Who are the door gods?There are many interesting cultural meanings in it, and it should be fun to make a game.

Then, the subject of the next sermon will be decided in this way.

Traditional Culture.

(End of this chapter)