Chapter 174 The thing about Paris at night cannot be delayed any longer

  Shen Wei used Zhou Chi's computer to log in to the mailbox, downloaded the progress report, printed it out, and started looking through it directly.

  Browsing speed is not too slow, but for Shen Yu, it is already very detailed.

  Compared with Zhou Chi's original conception, the basic framework and competitive rules of the game have been extended and expanded, just like a bridge originally drawn, but it was finally perfected into a "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival".

   Both the overall idea and the detailed design are perfect. It can be seen that the team has spent a lot of effort, and of course it also reflects its strong strength from the side.

  Shen Wei is not very familiar with game development, so she has been consciously cramming during this time, and it seems that the effect is good so far, at least she can understand most of the professional terms.

  The report has a full 20 pages. While reading it, Shen Wei annotated in the blank space. When he encountered something he didn’t understand well, he searched papers on HowNet, and finally sent the summary of opinions to Zhou Chi.

  After doing all this, I looked at the time again, only to realize that four hours had passed before I knew it.

  Shen Wei went downstairs to eat something casually, and when she came back, she met an old lady who scavenged waste, carrying two large bags of plastic bottles in her hand, walking like flying.

  The two entered the same apartment building, "Huh? Little girl, do you live here?"

  Shen Wei didn't admit it, nor denied it.

   "But how do I remember that there is a young man living here? 2-1 on the second floor, that's right... However, it is also possible that the lease was canceled and moved away. The landlord re-rented the house to you, right?"

   "..."

   "Hey, that young man is pretty good, but if he messed with someone he shouldn't, it's fine to move away. I hope he can escape unharmed." The old lady mumbled.

  Shen Yu's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly: "Anyone who shouldn't be offended?"

   "Hey, I'm guessing too. Just a while ago, a few big men came to this house and knocked on the door. In the middle of the night, it was scary! I opened the door and took a look, but I didn't dare to go out..."

  Shen Yu pondered for a moment, did not know what to think, and his eyes dimmed: "Do you remember how long ago?"

   "It's just the beginning of this month. Girl, don't rent this house alone. If that group of people come to the door again, it's not a joke!"

   "Okay, then I will move out today, thank you."

   It seems that the matter of Ye Paris cannot be delayed any longer.

  …

  Mingya was quiet for a while, but unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. As the days passed, the influence of the "late disturbance" gradually weakened.

   Soon, the company atmosphere became lazy again.

  Although lateness is gone, work efficiency is generally low, such as—

   "If I remember correctly, the copywriting that was arranged last week is already on the sixth day today. Are you telling me that I haven't finished writing it?"

  Chen Xiuwen, the leader of the copywriter Xiaozu, lowered her head, her long hair drooping from both shoulders, almost covering her entire face.

  Shen Yu: "Speak!"

  The woman's figure flickered, this was the first time she saw Shen Hou losing his temper, she felt an indescribable fear, as if being pinched by an invisible hand, breathing became more and more difficult...

   Cai Yun who was standing next to him sighed, slowed down his tone, and reminded her: "You don't have anything to explain?"

"I have!"

  Cai Yun: "Then say it and let Mr. Shen know."

   "It's not that I don't want to write, it's that the creative team hasn't come up with the specific frame of the advertisement for a long time. I don't even know the content, so how do I match the text?"

  Cai Yun: "President Shen, what do you think?"

  Shen Wei looked calmly: "Go and call the leader of the creative team."

   Long wait! and more

  

  

  (end of this chapter)