Why Can’t I Play Games

  Chapter 5 The Savior

Late at night.

  The hustle and bustle outside the house finally calmed down.

  As a fresh graduate, Zhong Chongwen has ups and downs in his heart.

  He can't sleep over and over.

  Outside the window of the old house, there are patches of bright moonlight, but the light is so quiet and lonely, and there is endless mystery in the distance, and I don’t know where it leads to.

this day…!

  He has experienced many things.

  I will join the work and the expectations and prospects after work. I have experienced heavy blows from reality, and I feel inferior and disappointed with my physical defects...

At last…

  He heard the demon-like devilish voice again. In the abyss of despair, his blood boiled suddenly, full of fighting spirit.

  Even if I think about it this time, he still has a feeling of excitement and blood.

  In fact.

  People live in this world, who doesn’t want to be recognized?

  Who doesn’t want to be respected?

"I think it's a bit like a pyramid scheme..." On the other side of the broken wooden bed, brother Zhao Hang suddenly said this sentence. Then, his voice suddenly became very complicated: "If you really can't mix in Yanjing, I Or just go..."

  Zhao Hang has experienced human feelings since he was a child.

  In a sense, he maintains a vigilant attitude towards human nature from beginning to end.

  When chatting with Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang made him excited, and he couldn’t wait to lower his head and charge!

  But after calming down, reason finally prevailed.

  The dream is brilliant, the idea is very good, but the reality...

  The method of publicity is undoubtedly the empty glove white wolf, let him talk about the world, but there are still several problems before them...

"He has no money, no skills, and he doesn't even understand basic programming. In this house, there is no computer with a high point. Even this mouse is not a cursor, but a round mouse... We Everyone knows that this is an outdated product!" Zhao Hang felt his brows frown deeper and deeper: "Although we graduated from college, we are not three-year-olds... The annual salary of 100,000 yuan seems very attractive, but what will he give? If he has so much money, why does he still come to seek a job in the morning?"

   "Well, it seems to be..."

   "Well, let's wait for the phone call. I have certain doubts about mobile phone recordings. I think this thing can be forged..."

"Ok."

  At this moment, Zhong Chongwen, who was originally a little bit passionate, was like being poured down by a basin of cold water, and instantly became cold.

  Reality shines into all fantasy.

  As if the dream was broken.

  Thinking about it carefully, he suddenly felt right.

  They just met Zhang Yang...

   Zhang Yang seems to be very candid with them.

But…

  All this frankness is based on the premise that he fooled them over.

  Annual salary is one hundred thousand!

  The top ten game companies in the world?

  Which one is not to draw a pie, and which one is not to flicker?

  He looked around the dilapidated house.

  ……………………

  Early morning.

  When Zhang Yang got up, he saw that the next room was empty.

   Then, he saw a letter.

  The letter says "Sorry, after careful consideration, we plan to wait for the call over there...".

  The public expression was suddenly sluggish, and then stared at the door, silent for a long time.

  Finally, he smiled relievedly.

  A ray of sunlight shone on his face.

  He was not disappointed.

  Many things, he has been mentally prepared for a long time.

after all…

  Why do you make them believe you?

  Why do they believe you?

  No matter how well you speak, no matter how well you paint the pie, you can’t change the nature of your nothing.

  People all have to eat!

   Zhang Yang sighed helplessly, touched his dry belly, then turned around to make a bag of instant noodles for himself, and then thought about the next step.

   Before him, there is still a problem!

  That is money!

  Money can make ghosts go ahead, but no money...

  What can you do without money?

  "In 2005, how can I make money in this world?"

"In 2005, it was really an embarrassing era... The Internet is still underdeveloped. There are no so-called internet celebrities. There are only a bunch of non-mainstream and no traffic stars. However, domestic copycats are already sprouting in the future. There will be a number of technology companies that make copycats."

  "TV shopping is basically mobile now. Although online shopping is available, it is not popular."

   "But these are far away from me, even if I want to sell it, it will cost a certain amount..."

   "I can copy the text, but the problem is, I only remember how to sing now, but I can't arrange music at all, write lyrics..."

   "Even if you write, probably no one can bird yourself, and you can't touch it..."

   "In fact, I can only do one thing temporarily, and that is to stand on the vent of the game!"

  "..."

  Zhang Yang thought for a long time in the room.

   finally stood up and took a long breath.

   Then came to the table hungry, hesitated for a while, finally took out the notebook, opened the notebook, and looked at the schedule.

  "The first step is to make a game!"

  "The second step, sell games!"

   "The third step, make money!"

  "..."

  When he saw the business of making games, he squinted his eyes and looked at planning, art, programming, operations...

  These steps.

  He slowly took apart these steps.

  In fact, he has nothing and doesn’t understand anything except for the knowledge of the game in the original world in his mind and probably knows the trend in the next few years.

  He was feeling a little lost again.

  But after a long time, his gaze turned to the words "registered company" in front of him.

  He squinted his eyes.

  When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with determination, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight curve.

   "Just go this way!"

   Then, he took out another resume that was pasted.

  After watching for a while, she smiled.

  ……………………

   "Sorry, the people are full."

   "Sorry, you can go to other places to see."

  "Hello Mr. Zhong, do you have an appointment? If there is no appointment, please go out..."

  "..."

  The day after the job fair ends.

  Zhong Chongwen and Zhao Hang did not wait for the call.

  They still ran to those companies with their last hope.

  But in the end, after the sunset, all they got was loss and disappointment.

  Sitting at the door of a big company, they watched the crowds not far away...

  People seem to be very busy and have their own things to do.

  And they seem to be one or two alternative people who are not accepted by this city.

   "He didn't lie to us!"

  After being completely disappointed, Zhao Hang suddenly lowered his head, recalling what Zhang Yang had said to them, and...

  The recording.

  In the recording, every word pierced their hearts.

  At this moment, he was as bitter as if he had eaten coptis.

  As for Zhong Chongwen, he kept his head down and remained silent.

  The flame in my heart has been burning, and I gritted my teeth.

   "It's better than... better, just, just, follow, follow Zhang Yang!"

  That's what he thought in his heart.

but now…

  He felt that he was going back like this, and he couldn't put it down, and Zhang Yang would not necessarily want him.

   Just when he was thinking about it, when he was full of troubles...

  "The weakness of human nature always does not hit the south wall and does not look back."

   "Many things are loss aversion..."

   "Han Chuang has been studying for so many years, everyone wants to have a Bole to appreciate him, everyone wants to enter a big company, a big company, so that they can do their best!"

"But…"

  "..."

  He suddenly heard a familiar voice.

  He looked up sharply.

  However, Zhao Hang stared in one direction with his gaze blankly, as if his eyes were very complicated.

  Under the sunset, Zhang Yang chewed gum and held a briefcase, walking towards them step by step.

  Cleared with the brilliance of the setting sun, as if radiating a trace of light.

   "Believe it now?"

   "Zhang, Brother Zhang, you, how do you..."

   "Oh, I'm here to register the company and interview another colleague by the way. His name is Wu Zhuang...oh, here he is."

  Zhang Yang then turned his head and looked to the other side. A big, seemingly simple man, holding his resume, walked towards him step by step.

  "Are you sure you want to sit here all the time, complaining and complaining about God’s injustice, or get in the car with me and go back to the company for a fight?"

  "..."

  A taxi stopped on the side of the road.

  Zhang Yang sat in the co-pilot and looked at the two of them...

this day.

  In the sunset clouds all over the world.

  The business license of "Universe Technology" swings in Zhang Yang's hands...

  The two followed subconsciously...

  After getting in the car, Zhao Hang's emotions are still very complicated.

  I don’t know why, what he thinks or what he thinks, seems to have been guessed by this young man who is not much older than himself.

   "Mr. Zhang, why do you know we will sit here?"

   "The weakness of human nature, that's it... However, now is not the time to discuss this, our company's first game planning plan, you can take a look..."

"what?"

  "..."

  Zhao Hang and Zhong Chongwen received a proposal.

  When they saw this plan, the two of them opened their eyes wide!

  (End of this chapter)