Lieutenant, stand at attention and rest!

As soon as Fang Qingzi got into the car, Qin Zhelang ordered him not to come to the hospital to visit Yao Xiaojing in the future.

She flattened her mouth and wanted to argue, but Qin Zhelang didn't give her the slightest chance: "You are already 20 years old this year, Haruko, you should understand that you have to pass electricity here before doing anything!" He nodded his temples Straightforward hairline.

Fang Qingzi fell silent, curled up silently in the wide seat of the Land Rover, her face turned to the dark car window.

Qin Zhelang frowned, it was really hard to say anything about her uncooperative attitude.

"Boom..." He quickly started the car and plugged the bluetooth into his ears by the way. .

"Hi... John, I'm Zhe Lang. Yes, it's night in China... I'm fine, thank you! Um..." He glanced at the figure who was still staring at the black window of the car. Said: "She's not bad either... Yes... There's something wrong. You immediately notify the technical department to increase the difficulty of Fantasy Century... Yes, every level has to be increased..."

Next, he calmly listened to the subordinates of the New York company in the United States express their surprise and dissatisfaction to him on the other end of the phone, because Qin Zhelang's decision was no less than overthrowing all the previous ones for a game open project that had already taken shape. Results of the work.

"Why...why! Zhe Lang, you will make such a decision."

Qin Zhelang pursed his lips slightly, glanced at the hospital building hidden in the thick night from the rearview mirror, and said in a deep voice: "Because, someone has already passed five levels in less than three hours..."

"..." The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then asked a question in astonishment: "Except for you... Zhe Lang, I don't believe anyone else in this world can reach this level... Zhe Lang , are you kidding me..." His subordinates found his words unbelievable.

Qin Zhelang's fingertips trembled slightly, and Yao Xiaojing's pale and haggard face appeared in front of his eyes, as well as the indifferent expression on her face when she gently pushed open the handbag that had successfully passed the level.

She doesn't care about the difficulty of this game at all. For her, all the difficulties and obstacles are like powder under her jumping fingertips. With just a wave of her fingers, they can wipe away their hard work for three years. .

"No... John, I'm not kidding... she did."

The other party remained silent. . . .

But after a while, he said the most critical difficulty in one sentence: "But, Zhe Lang, you have to know that there will be a world premiere ceremony for "Fantasy Century" in New York next month."

Qin Zhelang pressed the steering wheel subconsciously with his fingers, and there was an elusive dark light in his long and narrow eyes. .

"Rescheduled..."

This time, it was Fang Qingzi who suddenly turned her head and screamed, "Qin Zhelang...no!"

Qin Zhelang smiled slightly, and he said to his subordinate John: "Let's do it this way... If there is no quick way to reach a higher difficulty level, the world premiere ceremony... can only be postponed!"

Qin Zhelang took off the Bluetooth and threw it on the driving dashboard.

The expression on his face was unpredictable, and he turned to Fang Qingzi who had tears in his eyes and said, "Don't cry... and don't say you're sorry."

Fang Qingzi opened her lips and swallowed back the three words he didn't want to hear.

Qin Zhelang touched the stubbled chin with one free hand, and then put it on the steering wheel to turn. After a while, he said, "Haruko, maybe I should thank you."

"Huh?" Fang Qingzi straightened up from her seat in amazement and stared at him blankly, thinking that she was hallucinating or that he had been confused.

Qin Zhelang's eyes reflected the streamer of neon lights outside the car, and his tone seemed to be comforting her, more like comforting himself: "If the game is released and Xiaojing clears the level within a few hours, it will be the biggest disaster and loss for Morningstar." All the games in the world cannot escape the urgent desire of the general public for all kinds of stimuli in real life, and the links set in various games are to confuse specific consumers to form a kind of you that cannot get rid of once they enter. confused. Similarly, "Century Fantasy" is also in the endless task chain, attracting players from all over the world to chase after consumption.

This is also the key point for game operators to make profits.

If a smart game that is claimed to be played by the smartest person so far, it will be instantly conquered by players as soon as it comes out.Just imagine, even for a network technology company with the scale and strength of Morningstar, one of the best in the world, the loss cannot be measured by money.

Very serious consequences.

But fortunately. . . .Fang Qingzi did a great favor just right.

Yao Xiaojing's strength made him lose his self-confidence that he was always proud of. The Chinese female student with pure black eyes has awakened his arrogance and self-righteousness in her unique way.

Perhaps, the misfortune that has already happened, which in the eyes of others is a disaster, can be successfully transformed into a kind of motivation and spur when it is placed on him or Chen Xing.

Fang Qingzi didn't understand what he said, but she guessed from the sudden light in his eyes that things were not as bad as she imagined.

She licked her dry lips, and sincerely wanted to help him: "Qin Zhelang, why don't you ask Xiaojing to join Morningstar's R&D team to help you improve the game... She is so good, she will definitely help you make "Century Fantasy" more perfect!"

The speed of the car suddenly slowed down after hearing her suggestion.

Qin Zhelang suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Qingzi, the light in his long and narrow eyes was frighteningly bright.

"Haruko... The second thing you did right today was to give me the most constructive suggestion in the history of Morning Star!"

Fang Qingzi grinned her lips and smiled silently: "Me?"

"It's you... That's right!" Qin Zhelang showed a rare smile on his face, he reached out to touch Fang Qingzi's heart, pressed it hard, and turned his attention back to driving. .

Fang Qingzi's eyes flickered.

She sideways glanced at the handsome man beside her pretending not to care, looked at the slight curvature of his lips, and silently turned her head to look at the bustling and noisy street outside the car window.