Chapter 406: Chapter 405: Sir, are you asking us to follow Miss Lu?
Chapter 406: Chapter 405: Sir, are you asking us to follow Miss Lu?
Lu Mian left Xiao Qimo’s room.
Passing by the Shadow Hunting Team’s training room again, she glanced inside through the floor-to-ceiling window.
Twenty people were divided into four rows, facing each other in pairs, all clackety-clacking away at their computers.
The training room was filled with loud keyboard tapping sounds, chaotic yet orderly.
They say a man focused on work is at his most serious.
These young, vigorous men were all immersed in the pleasures of solving problems and offensive and defensive programming, radiating a charm unique to them.
She indifferently retracted her long eyelashes and walked past without expression, not sparing another glance.
Cheng Feng, taking a break from his busy schedule, saw Lu Mian passing by and immediately greeted her enthusiastically from inside, “Little sister, just come in and look!
How about the big brothers code you a rose in real-time?!”
After he finished speaking, sporadic laughter came from the training room.
Lu Mian didn’t even turn her head, coldly walking away.
After she left, deputy captain Xun Xiaoran put his hands away, stood up from the computer desk, and walked over to Cheng Feng with a stern face.
“What are you doing?”
Cheng Feng’s eyes were still fixed in the direction Lu Mian had disappeared, pitifully replying, “Xiaoran, can’t you loosen up a little with the rules?
It’s not easy to see a person of the opposite sex, and I haven’t even done anything yet!”
The big boss himself is right here, and you still dare to flirt with the girl, watch out he doesn’t kick you off the team!”
With that comment, Cheng Feng became somewhat sheepish.
He sighed, “The mysterious backer seems quite approachable, but why is he so strict about male-female relations?”
the big boss has a problem with his orientation?” Someone jokingly said.
Cheng Feng, ever the drama king, hugged himself tightly, “Oh my God!
Does that mean we’re in danger?”
“Alright, Cheng Feng!
Quit talking nonsense,” Xun Xiaoran slapped him lightly, instructing the team members, “Everyone knows the rules here.
If you see this girl again, no, any woman, I want you all to be smart about it.
Absolutely no flirting, got it?
We’re usually so disciplined.
The big boss is watching us right now, we need to be even more disciplined!”
Lu Mian, who had already walked a fair distance, still heard these words and paused momentarily as she descended the stairs.
The Shadow Hunting Team’s mysterious backer was here?
Her gaze flickered, betraying no emotion, and she made her way back to the Yulan Pavilion.
Although both were in the same hotel, Yulan Pavilion and Zitan Pavilion weren’t close; it took her about five minutes to walk around to the front of her villa.
At the entrance, a new model Jeep Wrangler was parked.
A man in a leather jacket leaned against the front of the car, deeply inhaling a cigarette.
The tiny spark flared, and between his fingers, only the stub of the cigarette remained.
Right by him was an outdoor ash column.
When Lu Mian approached, the man was forcefully stubbing out the cigarette; the compartment was jam-packed with butts sticking out like spikes on a hedgehog.
“Hey, smoking to relieve your worries, huh?”
Lu Mian greeted him lazily from a few steps away.
Without any pleasantries, she wasn’t accustomed to such niceties, her attitude neither warm nor cold.
Qiu Shu, anxiously waiting, brightened when he heard her.
His eyes, red with blood vessels, recognized Lu Mian instantly, even though their last encounter was four years ago.
He still remembered that face.
Aside from becoming more refined and beautiful, she had also grown colder and more reserved.
Anyone who had seen such a girl would have found it hard to forget.
She was too beautiful, unforgettable.
Qiu Shu smiled as he approached her, even patting his body to shake off the smell of smoke.
To him, a thirty-year-old, the girl in front of him was still of a very young age.
But despite her youth, her capabilities demanded respect; even he, the creative director, had to bow his head in her presence!
“You’re here!” Qiu Shu greeted with a smile, then raised his hand to gesture, “I didn’t expect you to be so tall.”
They had only met via video before, so Qiu Shu didn’t know Lu Mian’s stature.
Lu Mian gave a nonchalant smile, then quickly reverted to her usual indifference, lazily massaging her temples, “Now that I’m here, what did you want to talk to me about?”
Knowing that she wasn’t the most patient person, Qiu Shu didn’t beat around the bush and said directly, “You know, Sufeng games started with the era of the godlike player W, kicking off the journey of domestic gaming companies.
W God’s ‘Heroes Association’ still has a third of the domestic gaming players, a huge market, with loyal users.
Then came the second generation of gods…
Well, I won’t go into the historical achievements, but the current state of Sufeng…”
He paused, “To put it bluntly, it’s living off old glories.
The new games are each worse than the last, currently relying solely on past reputation.
But we all understand, if we don’t release a hit game soon, these reputations will eventually be squandered.”
Lu Mian raised an eyebrow, listening for him to continue.
“So this year, our creative department can only organize this game design competition, hoping to create another wildly popular game.”
At this point, Lu Mian finally showed some reaction, saying indifferently, “What about your third-generation game planning master?
Isn’t she the one who’s supposed to have returned from gilding her resume at top foreign gaming companies?”
“Her…” Qiu Shu smiled, but said nothing.
The smile, forced as it was, carried an intriguing undercurrent.
Lu Mian didn’t press further.
“Never mind her for now, if you could attend the promotional event, it would definitely cause quite a stir.
With more talented competitors joining the fray, it’ll benefit the company’s growth.”
Qiu Shu didn’t believe her, “Aren’t you still in school?
Aside from your studies, what else is there to be busy with?
Besides, it’s the winter break now; aren’t you here on vacation?”
“…” Lu Mian pursed her lips, “No, I’m here for training.”
“Anyway, I don’t want to attend this promotional event.
Your reasons are not convincing enough to persuade me.”
Lu Mian folded her arms, looking at Qiu Shu, her refusal quite evident.
Meanwhile, Xiao Qimo had gotten up from his bed and called Mo Si.
Mo Si and Mo Nie arrived in his room in record time, only to find the atmosphere in the room oddly tense.
“Master, where is Miss Lu?”
“I don’t know,” Xiao Qimo’s tone was as irritable as someone who had just woken up.
As Mo Si and Mo Nie stood there, confused about his mood, they heard Master Mo’s chilly voice.
“She went back to Yulan Pavilion to meet someone.
Mo Nie, always straightforward, got it, “Master, are you asking us to track Miss Lu?”
At his words, a cold gaze wafted overhead.
Mo Nie touched his nose and lowered his head.
Mo Si glanced at him sympathetically.
Mo Si completely understood that impatient and agitated tone.
Master Mo had finally found (or tricked) Lu Mian to come over, only to have her leave a drunken Master Mo behind to meet someone else.
With such an anticlimax, how could Master Mo possibly take it!