Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   "Slay the Spire...another blockbuster card game?"

  The top of the tall building, overlooking the neon lights outside the transparent glass window.

  Wan Shenghua murmured softly while clutching the paper materials in hand.

   "It is said that after the release of Slaying the Spire, the card games on the market immediately depreciated sharply and lost their popularity."

   "The originally chaotic game market has also been completely straightened out in a one-sided situation through Fengyun Studio's move."

   "As a card game in the form of meat pigeons, it is still a single-player game without so many restrictions. This game has already captured the love of most card game players."

  Besides, Hongsan explained seriously.

   "As expected of Fengyun Studio, I am not as good as him in this regard." Sighing, Wan Shenghua put down the materials in his hand, feeling a little melancholy.

  Hongsan was silent, he knew that Wan Shenghua was not only referring to Yunfeng's achievements, but also his reputation in the entire industry.

   It is normal to have a good or bad reputation in an industry.

  But Yunfeng, as the leader of the entire game industry, is evaluated by the outside world as a label of "game philanthropist", which cannot be overstated.

   In contrast, Wan Shenghua, affected by the public opinion of the previous board change, was accused of poking the spine behind his back countless times.

  He is also a leader among young entrepreneurs, even though he is notorious now, Wan Shenghua still has his own pride.

   But now when he meets someone in the same situation, and comparing the two, Wan Shenghua inevitably feels admiration and disappointment.

   "Fengyun Studio is no better than Huacai Media. In comparison, you are the boss." Seeing this, Hong San comforted him.

  Wan Shenghua showed a wry smile on his face, "How did I come to this position, don't you know? It's incomparable, it's incomparable."

   Standing up from his seat, Wan Shenghua hesitated a little, but quickly turned into determination.

  Pushing open the door of the office, Wan Shenghua walked towards a place.

  The building of Huacai Media is located in the center of the city. The entire building is almost occupied by Huacai's office area, and this floor is almost full of executives.

  Passing a corner, a door appeared in sight, Wan Shenghua sorted out his mood, and walked over.

  At this time, a few figures appeared in the corridor on the other side.

   Wan Shenghua frowned slightly, and stopped first.

   "Yo, isn't this Xiaohua?" A playful voice sounded.

   Wan Shenghua looked at the middle-aged man with a shiny face walking towards him with a straight face.

   "Brother." Wan Shenghua said firmly.

  The man in front of him, and those following him, are his good "brothers".

  Wan Ling, who greeted him as the leader, and the few behind him who were silent as if they were watching a good show, were all members of their Wan family.

   "Xiaohua, where are you going in such a hurry?" Wan Ling asked curiously.

   "It has nothing to do with you, Ling Bo." Wan Shenghua replied coldly.

   "Also, it's working time now, please call me Chairman."

   Wan Ling's face froze, and then he sneered.

   "Really, I think you're going in this direction, isn't it going to father's side?"

   "With all due respect, father probably doesn't want to see you very much now." Wan Ling said arrogantly, blocking the way with malicious intentions.

   "I think, you'd better fulfill the promise on the board of directors first, and then knock on the door to have a look."

   What a group of bullies!

   Flames burst out of Wan Shenghua's eyes, and his fists trembled slightly.

   Behind him, Hong San quietly moved his hands behind him, ready to call for help.

   "What's the trouble, it's just making people clean..."

   Just when the tense atmosphere was about to detonate, an old voice came from a door next to it.

  Wan Shenghua and Wan Ling's expressions changed slightly, and they restrained themselves one by one.

   "Father." Wan Ling called towards the door overjoyed.

   "The few of us just want to see if your health is getting better. We never thought that we would be blocked by the fourth child."

  Extremely shameless, Wan Ling directly came to a wave of villains to file a complaint first.

  Hongsan's expression changed, his neck turned red, Wan Shenghua made a gesture behind him, and firmly stopped him.

  There was no sound from the door, and it took a long time before the old voice spoke.

"come in."

   "Yes!" The smile on Wan Ling's face became brighter, and he winked at Wan Shenghua a few times, then straightened his sleeves and walked towards the door.

  But he didn't want to.

   "Not you." The old voice said again.

   Wan Ling was taken aback, and stopped walking.

   "Shenghua, come in."

  Seeing the old man's call, Wan Shenghua walked to the door with a calm expression.

   Regardless of the ugly faces of Wan Ling and the others behind him, they closed the door heavily.

   There was a bang, and there was silence on the other side of the door.

   "This old thing!" Gritting his teeth, Wan Ling swears in a low voice.

   "Brother, what should we do now." A few people around him came up and asked worriedly, "Things won't change, right?"

   "The old guy can't forgive him so easily for doing that kind of thing." Wan Ling took a deep look at the door.

   "It doesn't matter who it is, that position will be given up sooner or later..."

  Dark room.

   Wan Shenghua's footsteps were much lighter, as if he was afraid of disturbing the old man who was dozing in front of his seat.

  The old man in front of him is the founder and former chairman of Huacai Media, Vanke!

   is also Wan Shenghua's biological father.

  Wan Shenghua walked up to the old man, but did not speak.

   "Didn't you say yes, don't come to see me during this time?" The voice was soft, and the old man suddenly spoke, which clearly entered Wan Shenghua's ears.

"what's going on?"

   "Father." Not intimidated by the invisible majesty of the old man, Wan Shenghua took a deep breath and sat down in front of the old man.

  Looking at Vanke, Wan Shenghua said seriously.

   "This time, I want to represent Huacai in the pan-entertainment festival."

   "Fanyu..." Vanke opened his eyes in surprise, and looked at his son in front of him.

   It was not long ago that this full-fledged son directed a big drama and pulled himself down.

  Even though the situation of the other party is not too stable now, just doing the first step is already extremely capable.

   "Pan entertainment festival..." Vanke chewed on these words again.

  As a top media company in the industry, Vanke has a deep understanding of this grand ceremony, and Wan Shenghua has been warned by himself long ago.

   Therefore, Vanke subconsciously wanted to stop Wan Shenghua.

  However, when he met the other party's extremely serious eyes, Vanke fell silent.

   No matter.

  Closing his eyes, Vanke asked softly.

   "Is it necessary to go?"

   "Yes!" Wan Shenghua's tone was sonorous, and his eyes shone with unprecedented firmness.

   "I want to try again!"

   "Let's go then." Seeming to have lost interest, the old man chased people away.

   "Just do what you want, and you don't need to tell me in the future."

   "Also, you can't stay here for too long."

   "I understand." Wan Shenghua stood up, no longer thinking about it, turned straight and left.

   "Then please come... to witness the future of Huacai."

  Leaving the last sentence, Wan Shenghua disappeared into the darkness, and the door closed again.

  Outside the door, Wan Ling and the others taunted again faintly.

  Why did you get kicked out in such a short time, what kind of words did your father really not want to see you?

  In the darkness, the old man calmly opened his eyes, which were bright.

   "Whether it's an adventure or a game, it's up to you."

"my son."

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