Chapter 112: The Director Invites
Chapter 112: The Director Invites
NGN Corporation, President's Office.
An Rushong placed a crude hand-drawn picture on the desk, pressed it with two fingers, and pushed it in front of a woman opposite.
The woman seemed to be in her thirties, of average appearance, with short hair that reached her ears, and a slightly thin oval face with a serious expression that never smiled.
The woman's name is Cui Jinnai. She is a graphic designer hired by the company a few days ago and has six years of relevant experience. Currently, she is the original artist, geography editor, and promotion artist of NGN.
In addition to her, the company also recruited a technical artist and game animator, as well as a game special effects designer and game UI designer.
These three people together formed the company's art department.
There is no doubt that this department is currently very simple and short of staff, but its importance is very high because its smooth operation is directly related to An Rushong's next plan.
On the piece of paper that An Rusong had just handed to Cui Jinnai, there was a cartoon plot of land, and next to the plot of land, there was a cartoon house. In addition, at the bottom of the whole picture, there were some messy things that could not be said to be plants. An Rusong also marked the names of these plants.
"Director Cui, I'm not a professional painter. I haven't even received basic training in this area, so..." An Rusong said with a smile as he watched the other party take the paper. "I can only use this painting to basically express my requirements. In short, I just need this kind of cartoon effect. Well, the colors should be bright, and it should make people feel sunny, cute, and attractive."
Yes, what An Rusong is going to launch in the next version update is the so-called "NGN Farm" game. He plans to launch various games based on personal space immediately after the NGN personal space is launched. Among them, the game he is most optimistic about and pays the most attention to is the "NGN Farm" game.
In An Rushong’s previous life, starting from the end of 2008 and the beginning of 2009, the “Farmland” game developed by Five Minutes quickly became popular on the entire Internet at an astonishing speed and scale.
This game places great emphasis on interactivity. A person who has no friends on the Internet will not be able to get addicted to the game. Therefore, this game has an incredible effect in increasing users' enthusiasm for going online.
In An Rushong's memory, when "Happy Farm" became popular in his previous life, not only him and young people like him, but even middle-aged and elderly people in their fifties and sixties were obsessed with this game.
Countless people have become night owls because of this game. Every day, they have to take a small account book and record the time and minutes of maturity of the vegetables in their garden, and then set the alarm according to this record. As soon as the bell rings, they will immediately go online to harvest and steal vegetables.
People who are obsessed with this game are not only addicted to it themselves, but also call on their friends to create accounts and encourage their relatives and friends to grow vegetables online so that they can steal more vegetables.
To be honest, when "Happy Farm" was launched, Tencent was just a medium-sized Internet company. The launch of QQ Farm was like a hormone, which directly inflated the number of registered users of Tencent QQ.
A web game that places a high emphasis on interactivity is a perfect match for instant messaging software like NGN.
Once the "NGN Farm" is implanted in the NGN space, it will not only attract more registered users, but also become a profit point for NGN, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone. Just imagine, as a reborn person, how could An Rushong miss such an application?
In addition, the stealing vegetables game itself is also a stress-relieving game, and the pressure on Korean society is second to none in the whole of Asia and even in the world. Therefore, just like the screaming chicken toy, this game is also highly suitable for Korean society.
Cui Jinnai is an experienced artist after all. Although the painting drawn by An Rushong was like a trace of a wild goose in the snow, she still understood the president's intention.
"Okay, President. I think I understand what you mean," Cui Jinnai said after taking a closer look at the painting in his hand. "I'll bring you a rough sketch tomorrow morning to see if it suits your taste."
"Yeah," An Rushong nodded and was about to say something else when the phone on the desk rang at the right moment.
He looked at the caller ID on his phone and found that there was only one word on it, so he waved at Cui Jinnai, signaling him to go out first.
An Rushong pressed the answer button on his phone only after Cui Jinnai left the office.
"Where are you?" A deep voice came from the phone. It was Nan Xuyu.
"Director, I'm in the company," An Rusong said in a respectful and cautious tone, "Do you have any instructions?"
"Get ready, I'll take you to a party in the evening," Nan Xuyu said on the phone.
"Where is it?" An Rushong asked.
"Don't ask so many questions," Nan Xuyu said in a cold tone, "At 6:30, just wait at your company and someone will come to pick you up."
Just as An Rusong was thinking about responding, he added, "Remember to get in the car when the time comes. After the party, you will need to act as a driver."
"Okay, I understand," An Rusong said hastily. Before he could finish his words, the phone was hung up - this old bastard was really rude.
Looking at the phone screen which had not yet gone dark, An Rushong lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then thought silently in the swirling light blue smoke.
It has been such a long time since the last meeting with Councillor Kong, but this is the first time that Nan Xuyu has contacted him. An Rushong even suspects that the other party has forgotten him.
Now, this old man suddenly called him and asked to take him to some party. An Rushong couldn't help but feel curious about this so-called party.
However, he would never be able to guess the answer by hiding in the house and fantasizing about it. He could only wait for Nan Xuyu to solve the mystery for him personally.
Because of this phone call, An Rushong couldn't calm down the whole afternoon. He finally waited until almost half past six when he left his office and walked quickly to the entrance of the company's building.
Almost at half past six, a white Hyundai sedan drove slowly from the west side of the road and finally stopped at the sidewalk.
No one got out of the car, but the window of the passenger seat slowly rolled down, and a young man with a crew cut stretched out his hand from the car and waved at An Rushong.
Understanding the other party's intention, An Rushong quickly walked to where he had parked his car, opened the door and got in the car.
The white Hyundai sedan had no intention of staying any longer. At the same time An Rusong got in, it started moving forward. An Rusong quickly started the car and followed.
At this time, it was getting dark and night was falling.
An Rusong drove the Mercedes-Benz car behind the Hyundai car, heading towards the Hannan Bridge. After more than ten minutes, they crossed the Han River and arrived at Hannan-dong. Afterwards, they followed the Gyeongui Central Line eastward, and after another ten minutes, they arrived in front of a building on the Yongta Riverside.
The white Hyundai car turned into the underground parking lot in front of the building. When An Rushong followed it in, he took a special look and found that the building was called Changping Building.
In the underground parking lot, a white Hyundai sedan entered the B1 area and finally stopped next to an empty parking space. To the right of this parking space, there was another empty space, and to its left, a light blue Lexus was parked.
An Rushong did not hesitate and parked his car directly to the right side of the white Hyundai sedan. Just as he parked the car and turned off the engine, the door of the Lexus sedan was opened by a young man. Nan Xuyu, who was wearing a light gray suit, squeezed out of the car with some effort. With the help of the young man, he stood outside the car tremblingly.
After pushing the door open and getting out of the car, An Rusong put the car keys in his pocket, walked over quickly, bowed and said, "Director Nan."
Nan Xuyu's double chin trembled, and after nodding slightly at him, he frowned and glanced at him, and said, "Did you choose this suit yourself?"
After receiving the call from the other party in the afternoon, An Rusong made some preparations, but the so-called preparations here were indeed a bit sloppy. For example, the suit he was wearing was just an ordinary one, black, and the style was not very particular.
In fact, An Rusong himself didn't pay much attention to dressing up. After all, he was not a person who could enjoy life in his previous life, and his identity after rebirth was also at the bottom of the society. Although Sun Manzhu also picked formal clothes for him, he never paid attention to it.
He lowered his head and looked at himself, then nodded and said, "Yes, Director Nan."
Nan Xuyu didn't say anything. He just stretched out his fat hand, grabbed An Rushong by the collar of his suit, and pulled him towards him.
This fat guy was really strong. An Rushong was pulled by him and lost his balance, staggering forward two steps.
Nan Xuyu put his face close to him, as if to look at the fabric of his suit, and then he shrugged his nose, as if to smell the scent on his body.
After a moment, the fat man pushed him away again, and then said expressionlessly: "Are you going to attend the party I arranged like this? Are you disrespecting me, our guests, or yourself?"
"I'm sorry, Director Nan," what could An Rusong say? He could only bow and apologize.
Nan Xuyu was not in the mood to listen to his apology. The fat man turned around and looked at a young man behind him. The other party obviously understood what he meant. Without him saying anything, he took out a business card holder from his handbag and handed it to him.
Nan Xuyu slapped the business card hard on An Rusong's chest and said coldly, "You don't have to attend the party tonight. Go find the person on the business card and ask her to tell you what kind of attire qualifies you to attend my party."
(End of this chapter)