Chapter 163: They all stand and get scolded by me!

 Ye Feng put on his shoes and went out. He glanced at his mobile phone. He could only help him check his homework when he came back.

There is no problem with the other party sending documents, and there is no problem with sending Happy New Year.

 The problem is that they connect these two things together, and that’s where there is a problem.

Who would add a document when saying Happy New Year to others? This is not to say that although it is the Chinese New Year, I still trouble you to work hard and work overtime.

However, Ye Feng just complained a few words in his heart. He has almost no days off all year round. In addition, the customs at home and abroad are different, so he is too lazy to argue with the other party.

 EA is very eager to produce the game and is progressing very quickly.

However, Ye Feng is more pleased that after the last time, the things they submitted no longer have too many flaws.

“Old thief, if this time’s content is up to standard, we want to release the first phase trailer. Can you watch it?” EA’s contact person asked cautiously.

 “Are you planning to release it this year?” Ye Feng replied with a confused message.

“Well, everyone wants this game to be released as soon as possible, so they are working hard.”

“Okay, I’ll release the first phase of the trailer after I go back and check if it’s OK.” Ye Feng replied the message and took a bag of snacks from the supermarket shelf.

 He didn’t know what to buy, so he could only buy a little of various snacks and food.

Ye Feng couldn't help but smile. Speaking of it, it was really a coincidence. The previous Battlefield series was the work of EA. The game was really bad, but the game was also really fun.

  In the past, EA ignored the voices of players, resulting in numerous criticisms for a good game.

Now he can point his nose and scold EA executives in front of them, and if EA makes those principled mistakes again after making games, he can also criticize them in front of them.

 It’s a pleasure to think about it.

 You are the only one who doesn’t care about the needs of players, right?

Then stand at attention and punish me now, and let me stand and scold you all!

 After buying the things, Ye Feng stood at the gate of the community with large and small bags of things, waiting for the arrival of his third uncle.

Ye Feng didn't come back to his senses until a BMW drove up in front of Ye Feng and rolled down the window.

“Are you Xiaofeng?” The car window rolled down slowly, revealing a middle-aged woman in rich clothes.

Ye Feng took a closer look and saw that the person sitting behind the wheel was his third uncle.

 Although the memory about Third Uncle was very vague, the moment he saw the person coming, the blurry face in his mind became clear in an instant.

There seemed to be someone sitting in the back seat, but the view was blocked and the view was not very clear.

“It’s me, Uncle San, drive ahead. There is a parking space in front of you.” Ye Feng pointed ahead along the road.

 There are very few parking spaces in their community, and most of them are parked randomly.

Seeing the chaotic corridor of the community, the third uncle frowned, but he still drove in the direction pointed by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng happily followed him. It had been a long time since any relatives came to visit him. Now he felt very happy to have relatives come.

 It’s Chinese New Year, and having people come to visit adds to the New Year flavor.

 When the car stops, the people in the car follow.

 Sitting in the back seat was a young man who looked like he had just graduated from college.

The third uncle and the third aunt were dressed very richly, but the person behind them looked a little careless.

“Xiao Feng, do you live in a community like this?” The third uncle looked up at the environment of the community and couldn’t help but frown. "This road is too narrow, making it difficult to drive."

“Yeah, I think so too, but my parents like it here. They say there are many acquaintances and friends here, and they don’t want to move away.”

Ye Feng walked in the front to lead the way. He didn't think what his third uncle said was weird. He had complained about this little thing countless times.

 So he simply stopped driving and parked his car in a parking space in a shopping mall outside.

“Xiao Feng, it’s been two years since you graduated. What kind of job are you doing?” The third uncle was also looking for a topic to chat with Ye Feng on the way.

 “Making games.” Ye Feng replied. This kind of plot of being questioned about work by relatives is really familiar.

 It is a pity that he has graduated now. If he had not graduated, he would definitely open his pocket with one hand and say to his third uncle;

"Uncle San can't help me. I'm an adult and don't need red envelopes anymore."

 Then, open the purse pocket a little wider.

 “You also play games?” The third uncle looked at Ye Feng in surprise.

“This kid in my family also makes games. He’s good at playing games. He’s good at playing games. This kid in my family has made a lot of money just by playing games.”

“I heard from my kid that he joined one of the most awesome game production companies now, called Sprout Studio.”

“I’m just a little tired, but it only took half a year for us to buy a car.” The third uncle’s voice was full of emotion.

Ye Feng's heart suddenly thumped, and he looked back at his third uncle's son.

 His name is Ye Cheng.

 So strange...I don’t know him at all...

There are too many people in his studio now, and all the game production departments have been fully developed. Ye Feng can't remember all the employees, only a few senior executives.

“By the way, Xiaofeng, which game company are you in?” Third Uncle asked curiously.

Ye Feng turned around and glanced at his third uncle's son, only to see him looking at him doubtfully.

 “You are a bit like a person.” Ye Cheng always frowned.

Ye Feng was silent. During the Chinese New Year, he did dress a bit casually and didn't take care of himself very much, but it wasn't like he couldn't recognize himself, right?

 Ye Feng puffed up his chest, expecting the other party to recognize him.

 At best, he didn't take care of his beard and dressed a little casually.

 “Like who?” Ye Feng slowed down his pace.

 “Like an old thief…” Ye Cheng rubbed his temples.

This person looks really much like him.

 “Who is the old thief?” The third uncle looked at him curiously.

 “The old thief is our boss…”

"Is he the person you said is great at playing games?" The third uncle was a little surprised.

"Hmm..." Ye Cheng frowned. He kept looking at Ye Feng. It really looked like this!

If the old thief wasn't called Black Star, and the relative who came to pick him up today was called Ye Feng, he almost thought he was the old thief himself.

"Why do you call him an old thief? Doesn't he have a name?" The third uncle asked his doubts.

“Because the game is a series of bad guys, it’s called Old Thief. As for the name, it’s called Black Star.” Stars flashed in Ye Cheng’s eyes.

“That Xiao Feng, you are really lucky to look like him.” The third uncle looked at Ye Feng and nodded vigorously, “That is a super powerful person!”

Ye Feng stumbled as he walked in front. He kept holding out his chest, waiting for people to recognize him.

 He is thin-skinned and embarrassed to say in front of the other person, yes, it’s me.

 It’s like someone else giving out snacks when you’re studying, and pretending not to know when they don’t get them.

Now I finally waited for someone to give me snacks, but the person said, I'm sorry, they have finished giving them out.

He is now waiting for the other person to recognize him and then nod, ‘It’s me. ’

 I didn’t expect that the other party would actually say something after holding it in for so long. It really seemed like it.

 He secretly made up his mind to hang out in front of his employees more often after work starts this year.

What makes him laugh or cry the most is that Black Star was the design name when he designed the game...

Ye Feng turned around and glanced at Ye Cheng, who stopped in confusion.

“It really seems like it. Fortunately, your name is Ye Feng and not Black Star.”

 Ye Feng was silent,

 He remembered a meme he had seen before, "Lin Yun, what is your real name?"

 (End of this chapter)