Zhuo Shangke was completely devastated. He shouted out the names of over a dozen internet companies, but to his surprise, they were all under Fang Jueyu's name. Was he supposed to let the owner of a company work as an intern in his own company?
Although it wasn't an issue, arranging it like that would make it meaningless. Who would dare boss around Fang Jueyu? Who would dare assign him tasks? Then this so-called graduation internship would be pointless.
"How about this, you go intern at Ma Teng's company, Tencent? That company isn't yours, is it?"
Xiao Yi informed Fang Jueyu that 62% of the shares of that company were in Ma Teng's hands. Although Fang Jueyu also held a small portion, it was only a few percent.
"Alright then!" Fang Jueyu finally succumbed to Zhuo Shangke's authoritative persuasion.
"Great, I'll make a call for you. For the next two months, you'll obediently intern at Tencent. They're recruiting interns for the gaming department right now, so I'll assign you to the game department!"
"I'll follow Teacher Zhuo's arrangement." Fang Jueyu wiped his cold sweat and finally hung up the phone. It seemed his mental resilience was still not strong enough. It was probably the aftermath of living under the shadow of compulsory education all these years. No matter what kind of person he was, he still maintained a certain level of reverence in front of his teachers.
Zhuo Shangke indeed had strong connections. As the department head of the Computer Science College, his students were almost everywhere in the global internet companies. Finding an internship position was quite easy. Within just two days, Fang Jueyu received his internship notice.
He was assigned to the gameplay planning department at Tencent Games, where Wu Jiang, a senior from the 15th batch of Jiangnan University's Computer Science College, was the department head.
At eight thirty in the morning, Fang Jueyu arrived punctually at Wu Jiang's office. To be honest, in just a few days, his identity had undergone a drastic change, and this feeling was still novel to him.
To Fang Jueyu, money wasn't even a number anymore. Had you seen those landlords who collected rent each month, carrying large bags from one building to another simply to keep busy?
Previously, Fang Jueyu thought those people were just showing off. With so much money, why not just eat, drink, and sleep peacefully? Why go against themselves? But now he understood that a life full of money was truly boring.
"Hello, senior. I'm intern Fang Jueyu, here to report." Fang Jueyu knocked on the office door.
"Fang Jueyu! Haha! Dean!" To Fang Jueyu's surprise, Wu Jiang seemed to go insane, suddenly putting down his mouse and charging toward him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, senior, this isn't my thing!" Fang Jueyu instinctively took a few steps back.
"Haha, sorry, I got a bit excited," Wu Jiang rubbed his hands on his checkered shirt. "Actually, I'm a fan of yours. When Teacher Zhuo called me the other day, I didn't believe it. I thought it might be someone else with the same name. Who would have thought it was really you!"
"Senior, just call me Fang Jueyu. I'm here for an internship, just treat me like any regular student," Fang Jueyu said, knowing their department head was famously strict. If he slacked off here and got caught, he'd be in trouble!
"Strange, if I remember correctly, you're the legal representative of Thunder Technology, right? You're so wealthy, why are you still doing an internship here?" Wu Jiang asked.
"Blame Teacher Zhuo," Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes. "Without an internship certificate and report, the school won't let me graduate."
"They won't let you graduate? Why don't you buy all of Jiangnan University then!" Wu Jiang joked.
"I wish I could!" Fang Jueyu muttered. But with so many national-level projects and invaluable scholars at Jiangnan University, even if he could afford it, the country might not want to sell.
"Senior, why don't you assign me some tasks?"
"Alright, let me give you a tour of our department first!"
Wu Jiang showed Fang Jueyu around. This department was quite complex; the game planning department included the main storyline, dungeon gameplay, and even some data design, as well as the player-challenging drop rate design. Overall, it was practically the brain keeping a game running long-term.
Fang Jueyu had always preferred shooting game designs. Recently, Tencent had just released a game called "Fatal Operation," very similar to the popular battle royale games, fitting right into the current trend. He was directly assigned to the design team for that game.
Whether this task was part of the actual process or because Wu Jiang gave Fang Jueyu special treatment was unclear. Surprisingly, Fang Jueyu's task for the first week was to quickly familiarize himself with the game. Naturally, he was expected to do this by experiencing the game.
The game was indeed very interesting, and Fang Jueyu couldn't put it down, playing throughout the entire afternoon.
The computers there were already top-of-the-line, but still couldn't compare to the supercomputer Fang Jueyu used at home, leading to occasional lag he found plenty of reasons to complain about.
"Xiao Yi, what do your civilization people usually do for fun?" Fang Jueyu stretched his neck and limbs, chatting idly with Xiao Yi.
"There's quite a lot. We can create a world in the virtual network that's even larger than the universe. With neural connections, we can transmit our senses and even souls to the network, far surpassing current human virtual reality technology."
"Wow, I wish I could play this game as if I were really there," Fang Jueyu said enviously.
"That's not difficult. Although it's far from our planet's level, simulating over 80% of physical sensations is achievable with Earth's current technology. It's just a matter of the technology not being fully developed yet."
"Really?" Fang Jueyu was surprised.
"But it's quite a money drain. Although it wouldn't take too long, getting it done would likely require a significant investment at your current level."
"Spending money?" Fang Jueyu's eyes lit up. "How much money are we talking? Spending money is my favorite pastime!"
Currently, Fang Jueyu had several billion US Dollars still unused.
"Hard to say. This technology requires constructing a very special server and needs a supercomputer to run," Xiao Yi estimated. "A supercomputer might require tens of billions of dollars, while the server would probably require a hundred times that amount."
"Haha, wouldn't that just burn through a few billion dollars?" Fang Jueyu was overjoyed. Indeed, investing in technology was the fastest way to burn through money.
"Host, if you need, I can help solve the programming issues. You'll just need to hire a batch of programmers. As for the game, you'll have to choose it well yourself."
"Why choose? I think this game is perfect!" Fang Jueyu said. "Ugh, developing a game from scratch at my company is just too much trouble. If copyright issues come up, that's even more annoying. Might as well modify it based on 'Fatal Operation'!"
"What are you planning? It's their game. You can't just change it as you please."
"Right now it's theirs. If I buy it, wouldn't it become mine?"