When Xu Shuo left the script space and opened his eyes from the real world, he found that he seemed to have a stiff neck again.
His neck was so sore that he didn't even want to raise his head.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something keenly, and he raised his head and looked to the side.
As a result, this action directly made a "click" sound in the neck. Although the symptoms of stiff neck were corrected by violent force, the soreness of that moment also directly hit Tianling Gai!
"Hey~"
Pei Sheng, who was quietly walking into the office, clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Xu Shuo covered his neck and frowned: "What are you doing here? You act like a thief."
Speaking of which, Xu Shuo felt that his mental sensitivity in this world seemed to have improved. There was no sound in the office just now, but he felt like there was someone next to him.
Seeing that he was awake, Pei Sheng didn't suppress his voice anymore, and carelessly dragged the chair across from the desk to sit down, and then put the Patek Philippe on his wrist close to him.
"Brother, it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, why do you think I came in?"
"..." Xu Shuo was speechless.
Browsing forum posts can be really fascinating.
Pei Sheng suddenly looked him up and down with a suspicious look on his face: "I always feel that you have been acting strange recently. You suddenly became very rich, you even changed your office building, you don't even know how generous you are to the operations department, and now you are always busy at work.
You're lazy, I will really doubt you if you do this..."
Xu Shuo looked up at him lightly.
"...I suspect you have been transported through time."
"I think you just sit around all day with nothing to do. It's too busy for you. I'll give you a task now."
Xu Shuo rubbed his neck, and after recovering a little, he pulled out the folder he kept at the bottom of the box and photographed it directly in front of Pei Sheng.
"What's this?"
The blue folder cover has no title.
But judging from this weight, the content inside should not have been written casually. It may have been planned long ago, but it has never been published.
Pei Sheng opened it curiously and looked at it. After a while, he blurted out "fuck".
He looked at the young man opposite him in astonishment: "Are you serious?"
Xu Shuo said softly "Hmm".
Upon hearing the answer, Pei Sheng's originally careless expression suddenly became very serious, and he said seriously: "A Shuo, I have to make it clear to you first. If you really plan to start this project, the investment is not what we are doing now.
It’s nothing compared to a small fuss, and even if it overturns, it will lead to the direct bankruptcy of Huiyao Studio!”
"I know."
Xu Shuo nodded, and then looked at him meaningfully: "So now I will ask you to invest in it and share the risks."
Pei Sheng: “…………”
He twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and after a while he asked again: "Are you really serious and aren't you trying to trick me?"
"No, I lied to you that you are a dog."
"That's not even good...huh??"
"There's something else."
Xu Shuo rubbed his forehead, took out a document from the drawer, and said: "When your brother asked me to supervise you wearing the amulet, he also asked me about your recent performance. To be honest, I also feel that
Your performance is so bad that I'm embarrassed to say it."
Pei Sheng's attention was immediately diverted, and he slapped the table angrily: "My performance is terrible?! When was it not that I came to help you attract investment? The contract will be negotiated accurately!"
Xu Shuo ignored his complaints and unfolded the document in front of him.
Pei Sheng took a closer look and discovered that it was a new contract.
When he cooperated with Xu Shuo before, he actually got an ordinary employee contract, and his status was lower than Li Ziwen.
There was no way, because he really had no advantages or abilities in terms of technology and management, and the studio was just starting out at the time, and there was no way to create any more senior positions for him.
As one of the six veterans of Huiyao Game Studio, others have started to get promotions and salary increases and move into management, but he is still running the business.
It is truly too miserable to be described.
"I will give you full responsibility for this new project, and I usually only take a look at it. Is that okay?" Xu Shuo said.
"..." Pei Sheng opened his mouth.
"You're not going to tell me that after a few years you can still only run business, right, Master Pei?"
"...Okay!" Pei Sheng gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Well, let's sign it."
Xu Shuo pushed him for a new contract again.
So, Pei Sheng took the Montblanc next to him with annoyance and signed his name. Then when he saw the name inked, he reacted instantly and fell into deep thought while holding a thick paper of new project planning.
Xu Shuo took back the contract and smiled broadly: "You're not going to back down now, are you?"
"No..." Pei Sheng muttered in a low voice: "But given the size of our studio, we definitely don't have enough manpower. Should you hire some people for me?"
"There are many places in the studio now. I will allocate that area for you. As for recruiting people, you go to the HR department yourself. I won't take care of it." When Xu Shuo said the first half of the sentence, he pointed with a pen.
Refers to where Xu Xi is sitting.
"So, what about the equipment?"
"You sort out the things you need, print out a report and give it to me, and I will ask the finance department to give it to you."
"..."
"I don't ask you when you can finish it. As long as you can complete this project, it's not too much, right?"
"..." is really not too much.
Now that he has people and money, Pei Sheng feels that he can't find any other reason.
In the end, he could only say weakly: "Aren't you afraid that I will really mess up this project and make the studio bankrupt?"
Hearing this, Xu Shuo looked at him meaningfully: "Yes, so the life of Huiyao Studio is now in your hands. If you really bankrupt it one day, I will grab you and go dancing together."
Rooftop.”
Pei Sheng: “…………”
Do you want to be so cruel?
He had never understood this man's way of thinking, so this might still be true.
In the end, Pei Sheng walked out of the office with the folder in his arms with a serious look on his face, as if he had been severely beaten in life.
…
After he left thoughtfully, Li Ziwen pushed up his glasses before walking into Xu Shuo's office.
"Did you give him the "Free Night" project?"
"Um."
"Isn't it yesterday that I told him to give him the card game first? Throwing that AAA masterpiece to him all at once might put him under too much pressure, and he would be prone to making mistakes." Li Ziwen said.
"It's okay. His brother invested money anyway, and it wasn't me who lost." Xu Shuo smiled.
"..." Li Ziwen.
You don’t have to pay the money, but you still have to collect the profits, right?
Li Ziwen had reason to suspect that his boss was doing nothing.
And he is also an aboveboard white wolf.
Although the heir to the Pei Group is not Pei Sheng, the Pei family will not really watch this young son live a life of mediocrity. He has been struggling in society for several years, and now it is time to carry out the next stage of training.
Already.
Xu Shuo received an investment and was naturally willing to help.
…
The next day, Pei Sheng, who didn't dare to ask for help at all, didn't dare to waste time at all. He immediately asked the personnel to start the recruitment operation, and planned to keep track of him personally!
As for making reports, wouldn't it be enough to recruit talents first and then let them do it?!
He is so witty!
It was the graduation season at this time, and the recruitment information had only been posted for a long time. There were so many fresh graduates who submitted their resumes. The abilities and qualities of those students were so varied that it was mind-numbing.
Pei Sheng kept a straight face. After interviewing several students who were hesitant to come in and gain experience, he finally met a talent with a beautiful resume!
Of course, you have to do a rigorous examination first, lest the other party is just trying to put stickers on it.
"Next, Los."
When the elegant young man sitting in the waiting room heard his name, he looked up slightly, then pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on his face, picked up his briefcase and walked to the interview room.
