Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   "This is not a place to talk." Mo Peifeng suddenly interrupted Yun Feng's words.

  Looking around a few times, Mo Peifeng led Yunfeng towards the depths of the Internet cafe without looking back.

"follow me."

  The sign on the counter has been placed as "Closed" at some point.

  Yun Feng didn't hesitate, just walked along.

  Passing through rows of computers, there are at most two or three computers on each row. As far as Internet cafes are concerned, the business is really bleak.

   "It's all because of your crazy web games. I didn't even come to this place before." Seeing Yunfeng looking around, Lao Mo rolled his eyes and complained.

   It seems that these customers are extremely disliked.

Yun Feng is deeply convinced that the Internet cafe opened by Lao Mo uses very old models of computer equipment, even if it is a computer game with the lowest configuration requirements, it will be a bit difficult to play, one can imagine how low the configuration is. exaggerate.

  And web games don’t pay much attention to them. They don’t need much internet speed, and they can keep playing after loading.

  As more and more web game players come and go, even Lao Mo's extremely remote black Internet cafe has people patronizing.

   "Then I will help you a lot." Yun Feng chuckled.

   "If an Internet cafe doesn't even close down without customers, it's too suspicious."

  Old Mo paused, turned his head and gave Yun Feng a deep look.

   "You are right, thank you so much."

  Lao Mo took Yun Feng to turn left and right in the Internet cafe, and came to a rather remote corner of the Internet cafe.

  However, Yunfeng is keenly aware that the computer equipment here is far more advanced than what was displayed outside before.

   It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "advanced".

  Yun Feng knew that this was Lao Mo's lifeblood.

  Old Mo's subordinates took over the "black work", but they relied on these equipment... and the group of punks who looked like they were playing computer games in front of the computer.

   Only Lao Mo could come up with such a brilliant way to hide the black tricks under the black Internet cafes.

  Seeing this group of lazy subordinates, Lao Mo frowned dissatisfiedly, and gave a loud drink.

   "Okay, stop playing, there is a job to pick up!"

   "Yes, boss!"

   With an order, a group of hooligans straightened up immediately, and the game interface in front of them changed instantly, becoming data-intensive windows, with a large number of code iterations.

   "How is it? It's okay, right?" Lao Mo winked at Yun Feng, quite complacently.

   "It's more than possible." Yun Feng nodded approvingly, "In just a few years, you can spread the intelligence network to the entire Mohai City. Your title of 'Mo Ye' in the circle is really not for nothing."

   "It's bad, it's thanks to your previous point, otherwise I would probably still be leading a group of brothers to do navy work." Lao Mo waved his hand, "How can I be as carefree as I am now."

   "Tell me, what do you want to investigate this time?"

   "Well, I want you to check, Penguin has been here for a while, all the abnormalities."

"all?"

   "Yes, so."

   "Come on." Lao Mo snapped his fingers, "Brothers, I heard you all, let's all act!"

   "Yes!" The punks responded in unison, speeding up their hands.

  Slight noises sounded everywhere, and Yunfeng realized that there was a row of printers connected in series in the backlit corner of the Internet cafe.

   One after another, paper materials were printed out like an assembly line, and then a group of people came out to sort them out.

  Old Mo calmly walked to the small square table by the wall, waiting for stacks of materials to be delivered to him.

   Soon the information on the table was as high as a mountain.

"Logistics, catering configuration, daily consumption, renovation, personnel transfer... This time, I can dig through Penguin's bottom line for you! Even if you want their project information, I can lead my brothers to hack into the system. "Old Mo said lightly.

   "There's no need to take such risks." Yun Feng shook his head.

  Yan Kang is not a kind person. If he really encounters him, even Lao Mo will suffer a lot, so there is no need to act so aggressively.

   Seeing Yun Feng's refusal, Lao Mo didn't take it seriously, his fingers were saliva, and he flipped through the documents in front of him one by one.

   "Old problem, I like to read paper materials, don't mind." Lao Mo looked at each page of materials while talking.

  This is Mo Peifeng, who is about the same age as Yunfeng, very young, but always likes to act like middle-aged and old people, and his habits are the same.

  It’s just about insight and action efficiency, but no one can match it.

  Yunfeng knew that these mountains of information were already so simplistic that they couldn’t be more simplistic, each piece of information had considerable value, and Lao Mo still had to “see” what he wanted from so much information.

  The information is still increasing, but the hill in front of Lao Mo's desk has shrunk visibly with the naked eye.

   "It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Yun Feng shook his head, walked to the pile of documents, and twitched casually.

  A piece of information about Penguin's recent meeting application has arrived.

  Yun Feng flipped the pages quickly, and her reading speed was no slower than that of Lao Mo.

   "Yes." Soon, Yun Feng paused with his fingers, stopping at a line of inconspicuous words.

  【Three days ago, Penguin held a base period budget meeting, conference hall, room A on the 13th floor, participants: 19 people. 】

  The thirteenth floor, that is the top floor of Penguin Company.

   "Eighteen...nineteen...should be this." Yun Feng smiled and handed the information to Lao Mo.

   "I want to know the list of all the participants in this meeting, and how many meetings like this have been held, and when was the earliest time!" Yun Feng looked at Lao Mo with piercing eyes.

  Old Mo glanced at Yunfeng, nodded, "Medium!"

   Soon, Yun Feng got the information he wanted.

  As he expected, the first meeting was held just before Origin Game Network was established.

  As for the participants... Yun Feng sneered: "It's really not bad."

  Sun Shiming, Wang Lu, He Yelei, Liu Lin...the person in charge of the game company's web game project is all listed.

   "Old Mo, these seventeen people, please find out all the details about them for me."

   "That's it, what a joke!" Lao Mo snorted and waved his hand.

   "Go and do your work first, get it done before tonight!"

   "By the way, there is still some information here, maybe you can use it..." Lao Mo beckoned, and his subordinates came over and handed a piece of information to Yunfeng.

   "Intelligence?"

   "Yes." Lao Mo chuckled, "When you return to the company, you will know how to use it."

  …

  Yunfeng returned along the original road, walked out of the Hishell Internet Cafe, and the scenery in front of him finally lit up.

   Walked out along the path, and passed by two youths dressed as students.

   "Hey, this is the Internet cafe, no ID is needed, it's still early, how about playing a game for a while, it's fun to make three old people!"

   "Come on, I don't know if web games are about to be shut down, what's so interesting about it?"

  The two young people discussed for a while at the entrance of the Internet cafe, and finally rushed to the nearby basketball court.

   Yunfeng stopped.

   "Stop...?" In the alley, Yun Feng bowed his head and read a few times, and when he looked up, his smile brightened again.

   "How can it be so simple."

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