Later, when Mu Zi'an appeared in the courtyard, it finally brought back the longing she had suppressed deep in her heart. His eyes, nose, and mouth all resembled Mu Zibai's. And because of his growth, he was much more cheerful than before.
"Sister!" He looked very excited. He looked at the layout of the courtyard and his eyes lit up. "You really live here."
"Why are you here?" Mu Zishan got down from the toffee chair. His movements were exactly the same as his brother's.
"I found it on the web. Zhuo Qiang also lives here?" His purpose of coming here was too obvious. Zhuo Qiang Internet Company almost monopolized all the entertainment business of modern young people. Zhuo Qiang naturally became an idol of young people.
"He's not in now."
"Then I'll wait a moment."
As the two of them walked into the living room, she began to curse herself for publishing all her information online, causing herself such a big trouble: "What is your purpose in coming here?"
"Look at you," he winked. "By the way, make friends with the two partners of Zhuoqiang Network Company."
He was only a year younger than her, but he always treated her like a child. It was already late, and he looked at his watch anxiously: "Sister, when will they be back?"
She looked at the computer and typed, "I don't know."
"Sister!" He started to act like a spoiled brat, "Call them. My classmates at school are waiting for me to go back and tell them the good news."
She was a little impatient and picked up her phone to call Lu Yang, who said he would not be back tonight.
"Then give Zhuo Qiang another one."
She looked in the phone book and suddenly realized that she didn't have his number: "No!"
"I have his business card." Mu Zi'an took out a carefully designed card from his pocket, which indeed had his phone number on it.
She seemed to see Mu Zi'an's intentions. This boy was using her, and he was using her blatantly.
"Hello?" A woman answered the phone.
"Sorry, I'm looking for Zhuo Qiang." Mu Zi'an came closer and heard some subtle sounds from inside.
"Hello?" A deep voice finally appeared.
"My name is Mu Zishan. Excuse me, when will you return to the courtyard?"
He paused with a playful look, looked at the phone number, and thought he had misheard. He put on his clothes, walked to the bed in the hotel room, and saw the neon lights of the city: "In a moment." He hung up the phone and turned to go to the bathroom.
"Mr. Zhuo, who is it?" The woman pushed open the door and hugged him from behind.
Zhuo Qiang pried her hands apart: "I'll have someone transfer the money to your card."
The woman knew the man's ruthlessness well, so she stopped pestering him and left the room after packing up.
When he parked his car at the door, Mu Zishan, who was wearing a long coat, and a man were waiting for him at the door.
"Sister, is that his car?" Mu Zi'an became more and more excited as he waited, and he almost ran over to greet it.
Mu Zishan glanced at it and said, "That's right. Let him drive into the garage and we'll go in and wait."
"Just wait here." He was still very stubborn.
Zhuo Qiang parked the car at the door, walked up and looked at the boy standing next to Mu Zishan.
"Senior, my name is Mu Zi'an."
"Mu Zi'an?" He was a little confused, but seeing that they did look somewhat similar, he said, "You're Mu Zishan's..."
"Half-brother, that's not important," he began to speak without stopping. "You don't know, in class, the professor used you and your company as material for his lecture, and it made my classmates and I excited."
"Really?" They walked into the courtyard. Auntie ground coffee for them, and Mu Zi'an became even more excited.
Mu Zishan sat aside and listened to him quietly. She didn't expect that her brother's mind was filled with so many things that even she didn't know. It was just like a horse meeting a good horse trainer.
"Senior, take a look at this game we designed," he said, pulling a hard drive from his backpack. "Nowadays, it's the age of the internet. People spend more time online than they do sleeping. Whether it's games, videos, or text, there are opportunities to make money everywhere..."
Mu Zishan looked at his computer and asked, "What does this have to do with your game?"
Zhuo Qiang looked at her. It was the first time that she took something so seriously in front of him.
Mu Zishan is not familiar with the game market and seldom plays games. Mu Zian said that it is still an early version, and as long as there is financial support, the second generation can be made and then promoted.
"Aren't you studying computer science?" Zhuo Qiang said.
"I studied fine arts, and all the characters here were designed by myself," he said with some pride.
Although Zhuo Qiang admired his talent, he was still not satisfied. At least in his opinion, the current game was really not that good.
"There's something wrong with the proportions of the hands and feet!" Mu Zishan propped up his head with his hands. "And the background isn't three-dimensional enough, and the sound is synthesized!"
Mu Zi'an scratched his head: "Funds are limited."
"If you mind, I'd like to give you some suggestions. We have equipment here, so you can make some adjustments. As for the investment, I'll have the company evaluate it for you."
"Really?" Mu Zi'an raised his finger and grinned, "Okay."
She was also asked by Mu Zi'an to be his assistant. Fortunately, her computer skills were pretty good, otherwise she would definitely be nagged and complained by this guy.
Zhuo Qiang was directing from the side and making various suggestions for revisions. After changing several pots of coffee that night, we finally achieved some initial results. As long as we improve some details and reduce the capacity in the later stage, it should be pretty good.
Mu Zishan also wrote a few looping stories for him, so that there would be some content. Stretching, Mu Zian couldn't wait to go back to school to tell his friends the good news, so he left with his schoolbag.
"Sister, I will definitely bring you food next time."
"Will there be a next time?" She couldn't stand this persistent brother.
Zhuo Qiang sat nearby. While she was out, he chatted with Mu Zi'an. This guy was too direct. He teased her about all his romantic affairs, and he said that he and Mu Zishan felt a little embarrassed when they heard the voice on the phone. He said, "I don't like Lu Yang. He's too serious. My sister likes free-spirited men. I knew that the first time I met her."
"Do you know her well?"
"Although we don't have the same mother, we still have the same father, right? I can guess most of what she's thinking," he whispered. "Take the fact that she hid it from Mu Zibai, that our brother dropped out of school and stayed in England and didn't want to come back. My dad said she was spoiled by Mu Zibai, but I think that's just her nature."
Zhuo Qiang recalled their conversation and it seemed that what he said did not make sense. At least for so long, nothing had happened between her and Lu Yang.
She returned to her room yawning. After being pestered by this boy for a whole day and night, she could finally rest.
She deleted the information on her website, contacted customers in another way, and raised her prices. She was not willing to take on many cases, at least not until she found a capable assistant.
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