"I am Guangyao Game...Hello? Hello? Fuck!!!"

at the same time!

In the office of the Chief Strategy Manager of Guangyao Game Studio!

Just listen to Fang Hongwei curse angrily, and then throw the busy phone on the table with a clang!

I'm not a fucking telemarketer!

"No need to thank you" is what the hell kind of reply!

You are too damn insulting!!!

Fang Hongwei, who was sitting on the boss's chair, was furious. He had no way to vent his anger, so he had no choice but to slam the table!

Bang!

"Damn it! Weird things are happening all at once!"

Originally, the Road to Survival team had inexplicably created a creative workshop, and it was incredible to break out of their interception with no blind spots in the entire range!

But what happened in the next two days was even more incredible!

After learning that Road to Survival had overtaken them in sales, director Ding Kai ordered that the poaching plan be implemented as quickly as possible.

If the executives of Golden Wind's production team can be recruited within this month, things will turn around for them.

Because no matter who it is, as long as it is the producer of Golden Wind, whether it is Gu Sheng or anyone else.

As long as one person comes over, Guangyao can promote to the outside world that it is "built by the original team".

As long as it works properly, the second-generation FPS will eventually have to be renamed "Guangyao RFPS".

but!

It was from that day onwards that things started to get strange——

No matter whether they use the company's name or use personal connections, in the huge talent trading market, there is not a single elite headhunter willing to take the order!

Either I think the price is inappropriate or I just don’t have the time.

In short, all the elite headhunting companies in Shenzhou have closed their doors to them!

Reluctantly, Fang Hongwei began to contact the headhunters in Binjiang.

As a result, the situation was the same, and the headhunting companies in Binjiang also rejected their request.

When I contacted him later, I found that my phone number had been blocked by headhunters.

Ever since!

at no choice.

Fang Hongwei had no choice but to become a headhunter himself.

In today's call, he just wanted to say hello to Gu Sheng and make an appointment to meet in private.

Whether it's salary or project planning, it's easy to talk about.

For this reason, Fang Hongwei also prepared a lot of words, which lasted two pages, just to be able to be watertight in the conversation with Gu Sheng and satisfy Gu Sheng.

But who would have expected!

The call just got connected!

Gu Sheng regarded him as a telemarketer!

Paji killed him!

Call again!

I found out that I had been blacklisted!

Fang Hongwei choked and sat on the boss's chair for a long time!

After calming down, Fang Hongwei picked up the phone again: "...Okay, okay, just wait, if I can't poach you, why can't I poach others?"

In fact, Fang Hongwei originally did not expect to be able to successfully pry Gu Sheng over. After all, he is now a popular man in the eyes of Yiyou. Even if Golden Wind lets him go, Yiyou will not let him go.

Mainly because of Gu Sheng's attitude, which is so infuriating!

One sentence can raise a person's blood pressure, which is really disgusting to the extreme.

Thinking about it, Fang Hongwei picked up the phone bill, dialed according to the numbers on it, and then called Xu Dajiang, the art director of Golden Wind.

Toot—toot—

The phone rang twice and then was picked up. A somewhat honest voice rang: "Let's take out, just hang it on the door for me. I'll pick it up later. Thank you."

Say it! Hang up the phone!

Fang Hongwei was stunned for three seconds!

ah?

Am I a fucking food delivery guy again???

But when I called again, no one answered.

"Hey - what the fuck -"

Fang Hongwei was almost driven crazy.

My heart says I’m not afraid of you rejecting me, but you should let someone finish your words first!

Suppressing his anger, he dialed the phone to a third person, Lu Bian, the program director of Golden Wind——

This time, the phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. A low-pitched man's voice rang: "Hello? Who is it?"

The voice on the phone was a little nervous, which made Fang Hongwei a little worried. He hesitated:

"Uh... ah... I, hello Mr. Lu, this is..."

Again, he couldn’t finish his words!

I felt relaxed instantly when I heard the male voice on the other end of the phone, as if he was explaining to the person next to him: "...She's really not my ex-girlfriend. If you don't believe me, just listen!"

As he said this, Lu Bian said, "Come and say something."

"Ah?" The chaotic situation caused Fang Hongwei's brain to freeze, and he subconsciously said: "I am Fang Hongwei..."

Then, Lu Bian on the other end of the phone laughed and took the phone away again:

"... It's just a typo... Am I nervous? I'm not nervous, haha... It doesn't mean it has nothing to do with you, just wait for me..."

Toot, toot, toot...

Dead silence.

Long silence!

Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone.

Fang Hongwei's face turned livid at first.

Then, the person holding the phone trembled and his knuckles turned white.

finally!

Fang Hongwei, who couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up from the boss's chair with a clang, raised his cell phone and threw it on the ground!

Snapped!

An angry curse resounded throughout the entire office floor!

"Silly beeps, you are——!!! What the hell are you stinking fish and shrimps?——!!!"

Incompetent and furious!

Fang Hongwei was almost driven crazy!

Three executives in a row! Three phone calls in a row!

One treats him as a telemarketer! One treats him as a delivery boy! The other treats him as a shield!

From beginning to end, he didn't even say a complete sentence!

The key is!

These three people!

A bastard of hell! An idiot! A cowardly scumbag!

None of them look like what a game company executive should look like!

But it was the game created by these three people, and their masterpiece, which they had spent hundreds of millions of dollars and launched on two platforms, was rubbed against the ground!

Fang Hongwei can’t understand!

Stomp your feet and curse in the street!

In the end, Fang Hongwei, whose voice was hoarse, slumped on his boss's chair, staring straight at the ceiling.

Guangyao Game, one of the five major studios owned by Xunteng...
To be continued...