An Expert Is actually By My Side

　　 Hearing these words, Liu Ye almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

　　 Good fellow, I haven't finished my work yet, so why do you come here?

　　 How many important tasks are there anyway?

　　 Why is it endless? !

　　 With a sad and angry expression, Liu Ye stared at Li Zongzheng and said.

　　 "Mr. Li! Do you want me to die from overwork?"

　　 "Pass, overwork and die?" Li Zongzheng looked at him with a dazed expression, staring blankly at him and said, "No, isn't it just writing something, it's so difficult? Isn't it?"

　　 "If you write it yourself, you will know if it is difficult!"

　　 As soon as he said this, Liu Ye regretted it.

　　 However, Li Zongzheng's reaction was different from what he had imagined.

"Try and try, why don't I still believe it... how difficult can it be to write a four-frame manga script?" Li Zongzheng stood staring at the sight of Liu Ye's words that aroused the desire to win or lose. Du Ziteng on the side, "I will write this four-frame manga script myself!"

"You write it yourself?" Du Ziteng was stunned, and hurriedly persuaded, "But President Li, we intend to complete these four-frame comics as the worldview of the original game. Are you sure you can manage such a huge worldview? "

　　 "Are you doubting my ability?" Li Zongzheng looked at him.

"...I certainly didn't mean that. It's just that you, as the CEO of Yunmeng Games and the chief designer of the Xuanyuanjian project, should be doing the work of controlling the overall situation. Such minor matters should be left to professionals. People will be better."

　　 Du Zi Teng smiled and didn't answer the question directly, but his eyes had already made it clear.

　　Not to mention writing skills...

　　 Have you ever written an article longer than an 800-word composition?

　　 Except for the undergraduate thesis.

　　 In contrast, he is still more willing to believe in Liu Ye's abilities. After all, this former Whampoa Military Academy in the field of online literature, Xia Ke, has worked as an editor. He still has two brushes in writing skills.

"Forget it, I won't beep with you." Seeing Du Ziteng obviously didn't believe in himself, Li Zongzheng was too lazy to explain, intending to use his strength to prove that he is not only an excellent game designer, but also an excellent script design. division!

　　 As long as it is a game-related work, there is nothing that can stump yourself!

　　 With a big hand on the table, Li Zongzheng said firmly.

　　 "In short, this is the case. I will write the script for the four-frame comics of Xuanyuan Jiantian's Scar! Including the main storyline, worldview, character setting, and plot dialogue! I will do it all!"

　　 Seeing that Mr. Li had made up his mind and determined to write this script by himself, Du Ziteng had a dumbfounded expression on his face. That way, I obviously wanted to persuade me a few more words, but I didn't know how to speak.

　　 Liu Ye, who was standing on the side, breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 No matter what, my work has not increased. As long as we work harder and make the hero kill project a good year ago, it should still be quite promising...

　　……

　　Perhaps because he had exercised on the construction site, Li Zongzheng has always done what he decides, and will never hesitate for a long time.

　　 It's OK or not, it doesn't count as anyone said it, only if you try it, you will know.

　　 Just when Li Zongzheng started to conceive the worldview and creation outline for the legendary comics of Xuanyuan Jiantian Zhihen, Hao Yun, who got off the high-speed rail, was already on the rental car home.

　　The driver who drove was a middle-aged man in his early thirties, with thick-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which looked a little sloppy because he didn't shave.

　　 Hao Yun originally thought he was wearing glasses and behaved a little more gracefully than others. At least he could say a few words less when driving, so that he closed his eyes and took a nap after sitting on the high-speed train for an hour.

　　Unexpectedly, this guy hasn't stopped his mouth since the moment he got in the car, he's been talking there forever, and he's still the kind that doesn't feel embarrassed even if no one is taking care of him.

　　 Hao Yun couldn't bear it anymore, took out the earphones from his pocket, and planned to put them on to listen to the song.

　　 But at this moment, the driver glanced at the car's internal mirror, stared at him for a while, and suddenly frowned and said.

　　 "Where did I see you?"

　　 "That must be an illusion," Hao Yun said immediately, who didn't want to be recognized, "I have never seen you anyway."

"Impossible, I must have seen you somewhere..." The driver frowned and thought for a long time before remembering. Then he gave up and shook his head, "Forget it, no matter... Speaking of which, you are back from Jiangcheng. of?"

　　 Hao Yun nodded and said.

　　 "Yes, go to school there."

　　 "Jiangcheng," the driver said with a nostalgic look, he laughed, "Jiangcheng is a good place, and I studied there in university."

　　 Hearing these words, Hao Yun suddenly looked at him with an unexpected look.

　　 "Have you been to university?"

　　 Calculated by age, if this guy has been to university, he must have graduated in about seven or eight years in the new calendar.

　　 Although college students were not rare in Xia at the time, they were always worth more than they are now.

　　 It's unbelievable to get into driving a taxi back to my hometown, in a sense.

"Oh, look at what you said," freed a hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, the driver's eyes were proud and nostalgic, and then he said, "I'm telling you, don't you see that I am now operating a taxi. Car, I graduated from Jiangcheng University of Science and Technology before, and I studied Linyuan Design, which was very popular at the time."

　　 "Then how do you..."

"You want to ask me why I came back to drive a taxi, right?" After a glance at Hao Yun, the driver sighed and said mockingly, "Life, this stuff is always full of many accidents. To be honest, I just graduated. At that time, I was also a young man with ambition in my chest, but the big dye pot of life—"

　　 "Can you tell me the point?" Hao Yun coughed softly, interrupting his lengthy opening remarks.

　　 The driver smiled embarrassedly, and then said.

　　 "Isn’t it popular to open a homestay back then? I thought that I also learned design, so I pooled some money with my buddy and sold a 5-story bungalow in Jiangling, planning to transform it into a homestay and rent it out."

　　 Hao Yun said in a daze.

　　 "Do you open a homestay in Gangneung?"

　　 "Yes," the driver nodded naturally, "Is this a scenic spot? Is there any problem with the hotel?"

　　 What kind of scenic spot is this...

　　 There are just a few broken soil walls, and there are a few tourists in a year.

　　 Hao Yun had a helpless expression, and he didn't know what to say. He could guess without asking at all, this homestay must have been cold in the end.

"...Later, it was also bad luck," the driver sighed and continued, "In order to make the decoration of our homestay more compelling, I worked **** the decoration. It took about five minutes. More than one hundred thousand."

　　 "More than 500,000?! Are you recovering the money?" Hao Yun couldn't help asking.

　　 "Theoretically, it can be recovered. I have counted these things, but I did not expect that the taste of the tourists is not good, and I can't understand my creativity at all."

　　 When it came to this, the driver's expression was still a bit angry, but Hao Yun couldn't bear to complain about him.

　　 The taste of the tourists is not good.

　　 The spending power of this small place in Jiangling is just average. If you don't take the route of being good and cheap, and engage in things that are empty and compelling but not practical, it would be a coincidence that you can make money!

　　 "Then you went to drive a taxi?"

　　 "Life is forced, I have to drive..." The driver sighed and said, "I hope I can pay off the debt soon."

　　 Suddenly I was a little curious about what this guy's originality was, and Hao Yun couldn't help asking.

　　 "So how did you design the homestay? Do you have a photo?"

"The photos are gone, but if you are interested, I can tell you about it," the driver continued with a smile, "In short, when I was designing, I integrated the garden design ideas into the homestay. In the design drawings. Even my mentor was full of praise for my work, and he told me that if I participate in the interior design competition, it will definitely be a work that can win the championship... It's a pity."

　　 Seeing his serious bragging look, Hao Yun couldn't tell for a moment, whether this guy was telling the truth or telling lies.

　　 But at this moment, the system pop-up window suddenly appeared in front of him, interrupting Hao Yun's thoughts.

　　 I saw two rows of light blue pop-up windows on top of the driver's head~www.ltnovel.com~Welfare] Give you a red envelope in cash! Follow the vx public [Book Friends Base Camp] to receive it!

　　 [Talent: Hotel Management Master]

　　【Potential value: 7】

　　7!

　　 is 7!

　　 Hao Yun held his breath. He didn't expect that this man was already this age, and he could actually have a potential value of up to 7!

　　 This is incredible!

　　 Especially that talent, isn’t that what I’m looking for?

　　 It’s really nowhere to go after breaking through the iron shoes, and it’s all effortless!

　　 His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and Hao Yun interrupted his endless talk about design concepts and artistic taste ~www.ltnovel.com~ and asked.

　　 "Master, what is your name?"

　　 "Name? Feng Tiancai...what are you asking about this?" The middle-aged man was taken aback and looked suspiciously at the camera inside the car.

　　 "It's nothing, just think that the understanding of interior design you talked about is really in my heart!"

　　 Without any hesitation, Hao Yun took a business card from his arms and placed it on the storage compartment next to the stall.

　　 "Actually, I am planning to expand my hotel business recently."

　　 "I have a more decent job here than driving a taxi. The salary is definitely much higher than that of driving a taxi."

　　 "If you are interested, call me on this card."

　　It's okay to expand hotel business.

　　 Feng Tiancai smiled, and said to his heart that this buddy really doesn't make drafts if he brags?

　　 glanced at the two-letter name on the business card, he was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his head and saw the car's inner mirror, looking at the man in the mirror.

　　 At this moment, he finally remembered where he had seen him.

　　 For a while, he could see reports about him on the news almost every day...

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