◇ Chapter 48 What will be the end of the koi?

I'm not Oli: This game is really fun! I'm giving you a crazy recommendation. I originally just wanted to join in the fun, but I didn't expect to be attracted by it. It felt particularly barren when I entered, but there are actually many small points to explore in it, and you can also meet handsome players hahahahahaha... Off topic, I found my partner thanks to this game!

Little Rabbit Pear: The person upstairs ordered it. It’s a hidden treasure. I regret discovering it so late.

Iris: Can I tell you, (crying with her face covered) I just play as soon as I close my eyes, I hate this damn hand that can't stop, but it's really fun (tenosynovitis already)

Go to bed early: Old players also want to come up and give a thumbs up. The graphics are refined, the movements are smoother, the bugs found by the anchor have been optimized, and some have been kept for upgrades as game blind box Easter eggs. The one that has become mini has been retained. Zooming down 100 times makes the world look different. It's amazing. (It feels like the soul has been sublimated. Is this something you can say...)

Puppy Wangwang: Let's all go play! Come on! Don't make me kneel down and beg you, okay?

Great wisdom appears foolish: From now on, anyone who doesn’t play Wild Survival is not worthy of talking to me.

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit: FC is awesome, it’s a comeback. They’re going to make a lot of money this week. I’m jealous.

The operations manager gave a PPT presentation on stage, integrating public feedback and presenting it to everyone. He turned to the second page to see actual data, showing that game downloads increased by 85%, user activity increased by 60%, and the average online time of users exceeded six hours, reaching a record high.

It can be said that this is a very good data. It is a brilliant comeback. This week's overtime work has not been in vain. We have achieved a phased victory.

Lu Fangchi looked at the beautiful data on the projection with a slight smile on his lips, and raised his hands with great energy to applaud.

As the saying goes, "Misfortune may turn out to be a blessing in disguise." The benefits brought by this sudden crisis are far beyond imagination. The overall result is extremely satisfactory. Without injecting too much capital, how can we not be surprised by the resurgence of old products?

Lu Fangchi reached out and moved the microphone to his lips, announcing the good news: "Tonight, all departments will have a dinner party. The budget per person is 400. The meeting is adjourned."

Lu Fangchi stood up, walked out with light steps, and closed the door to block out the cheers of joy coming from the conference room behind him.

That's good. He's very happy too.

Lu Fangchi walked back to his office and sat down. He put his hand on the mouse and slid it to light up the screen. He quickly browsed through a few small modeling and planning project books, and made some minor corrections and comments on the side.

I was recovering from an illness while busy, but I still felt like I wasn't fully recovered. I couldn't put my finger on what was wrong. Plus, I stayed up late and worked overtime this week, and I felt like I was overdrawing my life.

The body is the capital of revolution. Lu Fangchi decided to get off work early today and go home to rest. He also took a three-day holiday to see if he could relax.

So many things happened this month. My brain was working non-stop and my body was working at a high intensity. I felt like a walking corpse every day.

After reading the last project proposal, Lu Fangchi clicked Save and sent it to his assistant's email. He let out a deep breath of relief when he put down the mouse, took off his glasses and pinched his brows.

He raised his hand to pick up the coffee, turned around in his swivel chair, and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the clear sky. The pure white clouds floated in the azure sky, gently soothing his tense spirit.

After taking two sips of coffee, Lu Fangchi prepared to go off work.

He just stood up and was about to get his coat when there was a knock on the office door. "Knock, knock."

Lu Fangchi could only sit back down and responded with a single word: "Come in."

The person who pushed the door open was Liang Shuang.

Lu Fangchi was stunned for a moment, because this art planner had a connection with Zhou Zheng. When Zhou Zheng lost his memory, Liu Zhu made a business swap with him in order to let him take him in.

Lu Fangchi realized that he hadn't thought about Zhou Zheng for a while, and he had been deliberately ignoring him. Now that he suddenly saw someone who had contact with him, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, which was not painful enough but hard to ignore.

Liang Shuang looked embarrassed and opened and closed his mouth for a long time without saying anything.

Lu Fangchi swallowed his tight throat and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liang Shuang licked his lips and hesitated for a while before speaking: "The Human Resources Department did not approve my application."

What application? Lu Fangchi frowned and contacted the Human Resources Department, and got a rough idea.

"Explain clearly." Lu Fangchi's expression turned serious.

"Resignation application," Liang Shuang said with ease. He raised his eyes and mustered up his courage. He looked at Lu Fangchi and repeated, "Mr. Lu, I am ready to resign."

Lu Fangchi tapped his fingers on the desk, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind in an instant.

But it was all suspicion, and it was not good to speculate. Lu Fangchi finally advised calmly and objectively: "The company values ​​you very much and has delegated several important projects to you. You are leaving now, which makes it very difficult for the company to do business."

Lu Fangchi continued tapping his hands on the desk. His usually clear eyes became serious, with a sense of pressure from a superior. He suddenly said, "If I remember correctly, we signed a five-year contract? There is also a competition agreement."

Liang Shuang was obviously prepared, as if he was waiting for this sentence. He nodded and replied, "Yes."

He said: "I am willing to pay the penalty and I am also willing to accept the competition agreement."

Two years is too long, with too many unknowns and variables. Almost no main planner can afford such a competitive time. The penalty is linked to the annual salary, which is a considerable amount. Even if there is a deposit to pay it, Liang Shuang, who has elderly parents and young children to support, cannot afford the risk.

Unless someone pays the penalty for him and promises to rehire him after the competition agreement ends.

Apart from Zhou Zheng, Lu Fangchi couldn't think of anyone else who could come up with such a tactic that would hurt the enemy by a thousand but hurt one's own eight hundred.

Even though he had made up his mind, Lu Fangchi still asked, "Can I ask the reason?"

Liang Shuang naturally had nothing to say, so he opened his mouth and said something politely: "The company is great, and you, Mr. Lu, are great too, but the content of my current job does not match my ideals. I want to resign and take some time off, sort myself out, and start over again."

A very respectable reason for leaving, but unfortunately it is not true.

"Whatever he gives you, I'll double it." Lu Fangchi spoke frankly. The above advice was not false. Liang Shuang had a good resume and strong working ability. He was recruited according to the normal process. At that time, the human resources department's evaluation of him was unstable, and the shareholders also had doubts about his origins. Due to various considerations and practical situations, Lu Fangchi gave him real power against all odds. He now has several important projects in hand. It would be really troublesome if he quit.

Liang Shuang was very smooth, pretending not to understand and not responding. He said in surprise, "Mr. Lu, what did you say? I don't understand."

It looks like he's determined to leave.

Lu Fangchi's temples were swollen and painful again. He rubbed them with his hand, closed his eyes and waved his hand: "You go back first, I'll give you an answer in two days."

"Okay, Mr. Lu." Liang Shuang nodded in agreement and closed the door when he left the office.

"Ding Dong" the phone rang and the flashing light came on. Zhou Zheng, who had been sitting at his desk staring at his phone, quickly reached out to pick it up, slid open the screen to check, and received an "OK" reply.

Done. Zhou Zheng curled his lips and smiled, then immediately stood up and walked out with great momentum. He even touched the door handle with his hand, then pulled it back, walked back to the lounge, looked in the mirror, and checked his appearance.

I reached out and tugged at my hair, looking left and right. There was no stray hair on the sideburns, and the hair was 37% shaved, mature and tough, OK.

He raised his hand to straighten the hem of his coat and tightened his tie. His suit was neat and elegant, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. He looked very handsome, OK.

Expression. Alpha raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curved up and down, maintaining an arc that was neither too flattering nor too cold. OK.

Perfect, he nodded with satisfaction and walked to the next room with his head held high.

The front desk clerk stopped him and asked, "Hello, Mr. Zhou, who are you looking for?" The front desk staff naturally knew Zhou Zheng and gave him a standard eight-tooth smile.

Zhou Zheng called out his full name: "Lu Fangchi."

"Okay, I'll report this first." The receptionist nodded in agreement, picked up the phone and dialed the internal line.

She said a few words and nodded to show that she understood, then hung up the phone. She looked at Zhou Zheng again, smiled, raised her hand and led him to the elevator, saying, "Please come this way, there will be staff to greet you upstairs."

Zhou Zheng raised his chin with a cold expression, stretched his legs and stepped into the elevator. As the elevator door closed, the corners of his straight lips turned down, and finally couldn't help but curled up.

I still have to meet him. Zhou Zheng thought that if Lu Fangchi said something to show his weakness, he would forgive him for ignoring him these days.

Liang Shuang and others must have been left for him as well.

"Ding Dong" the elevator door opened, Zhou Zheng got off the elevator and was taken to the reception room by his assistant. He said, "Please wait here for a while. I will go and call Mr. Lu."

Zhou Zheng frowned slightly and moved his mouth. He wanted to ask why Xie Xing could go directly to Lu Fangchi's office to wait while he had to wait in this shabby reception room. However, he swallowed the words back.

Never mind, it's not important, it's all right. Zhou Zheng raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, and said, "Please hurry up, I have other things to do later." He hadn't seen Lu Fangchi for ten days, three hours and fifteen minutes, and hadn't even heard his voice.

The assistant nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Okay, okay, Mr. Lu is in a meeting now, and it is expected to end in ten minutes. I will bring him to see you as soon as he comes out."

"Yeah." Zhou Zheng nodded, and added, "He can take his time."

President Lu, who was "in a meeting," was sitting in his office at the moment. He looked at his assistant with an unhappy expression and asked with a frown, "Who allowed him to come up? I said I didn't want to see him."

The assistant frowned, licked his lips, and said tactfully: "Mr. Zhou is here to discuss Liang Ce's affairs. If you go and meet him, maybe there will be room for maneuver."

Lu Fangchi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, stood up, took two steps forward, and suddenly sat down. He turned his swivel chair toward the French window, and said angrily to his assistant with his back, "No need to talk. Let him go. Even Liang Shuang can leave if he wants to."

Zhou Zheng lowered his head and watched the minute hand on his watch move around again and again. When it was the sixtieth circle, the door to the living room was opened.

He suddenly raised his head and met the assistant's apologetic face, "Sorry, Mr. Lu's meeting hasn't finished yet, otherwise you can come another day. No, we will visit your company."

Thinking it would be Lu Fangchi, Zhou Zheng's heart, which had been beating in his throat, fell back into his chest. He looked away and said casually, "It's okay, I can wait."

Not noticing the embarrassed look on the assistant's face, the assistant pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly: "Okay, thank you for your help."

The door of the living room was closed again, and Zhou Zheng's eyes fell on the giant fish tank beside it, which was filled with koi of various colors, swimming leisurely with their fluttering tails.

As if they noticed Zhou Zheng's eyes on them, the fish made popping sounds on the water surface to beg for food.

The closer Zhou Zheng got, the more happily they fluttered around, swimming back and forth and banging their bodies against the walls of the fish tank.

Interesting, Zhou Zheng picked up some fish food and threw it in.