Jiang Hua didn't pay attention to anything else until noon. She wanted to record everything that came to mind on the design drawings before the inspiration dissipated.
Gu Yiming looked up at the bright sun outside the window and sighed silently in his heart.
Looks like I'll be alone again tonight!
Gu Yiming felt a little disappointed and sorry for Jiang Hua. In the meantime, while pouring Jiang Hua a glass of water, he glanced at her drawings and silently walked away.
Fortunately, at lunchtime, Jiang Hua finally managed to sit down opposite Gu Yiming and eat together.
Gu Yiming really wanted to ignore her, but he thought about how much effort Jiang Hua needed to conceive and design, and it would be terrible if her inspiration was distracted because of him. So he smiled and said, "You must have had a hard morning. You must be starving. Eat more!"
As he spoke, he patted her head.
"Yes, you should eat more too."
Jiang Hua revealed a very beautiful smile, and reached out with her chopsticks to pick up a piece of fragrant, oily braised pork from Gu Yiming's bowl and plate.
"Eat up, this braised pork is too oily, I won't eat it. You should eat more. Look, you've lost a lot of weight lately because of work."
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The lunch was pretty good; at least Gu Yiming found it delicious. The braised pork that Jiang Hua gave him tasted just like the ones Jiang Hua had eaten before—so sweet.
The afternoon's work left Gu Yiming feeling energetic, giving all his work meaning and a clear goal to strive for.
For the sake of their shared dream and future, he must work twice as hard.
Jiang Hua, on the other side, was completely unaware that her coldness towards Gu Yiming in the morning had made him feel a sense of loss. Naturally, she also didn't know that the braised pork she had served him at noon had such a powerful effect that it could make the previously listless Gu Yiming fight hard at work as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and enjoy it immensely.
After 2 p.m., Jiang Hua finally took the design drawings over and began to discuss them with her colleagues at the company.
After all, I had put so much effort into designing this game concept, and I needed the full approval of my colleagues.
"Jiang Hua, the figures on this drawing have a vivid and lively feel, but look at the rest of the drawing, it seems quite mismatched with the figures."
"You don't understand, do you? After all, you still need to distinguish between primary and secondary elements. Characters are the soul of the game. If everything else is as vivid as the characters, how can you claim that the characters are the soul?"
"No, no, no, I don't agree with you. I think that in the martial arts world of a game, everyone or everything should be equal. We shouldn't bury the non-human side in order to highlight someone."
"What you said makes sense, but I think it's better to do it the way I want to do it. It's more like the world of martial arts, it's a world of people!"
Jiang Hua argued forcefully and stubbornly stuck to her own opinion.
Among the colleagues, some agreed with Jiang Hua's point of view, while others disagreed. Each held their own opinion, and the two sides engaged in a heated debate. For a time, neither side could persuade the other.
Jiang Hua finally backed down and compromised, saying, "Alright then, I'll make the surrounding scenery and concepts stand out a bit more, but they can't overshadow the main character."
"Yes, that's how it should be. Since we've been arguing for so long, let's do it your way."
My colleague also felt that we had been arguing for so long and it was not good to continue, so he nodded in agreement.
Jiang Hua shrugged and listened quietly the whole time, because these matters were not within his jurisdiction and he couldn't "interrupt" the conversation. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they had reached an agreement.
Just as he decided to continue with his work, his eyes suddenly noticed a scheming gaze fixed on Jiang Hua from a corner of the office.
"Hey, it's Zhao An. Why is he looking at Jiang Hua like that!"
Gu Yiming frowned, somewhat displeased.
In the following days, Gu Yiming was worried that Zhao An might have some ill intentions towards Jiang Hua, and kept a close eye on Zhao An from his position.
Sure enough, after a few days, it was discovered that Zhao An was constantly looking for opportunities to get close to Jiang Hua.
"Hey Jiang Hua, can you take a look at this idea for me? Is it okay?"
Zhao An approached Jiang Hua again, this time under the guise of gaming.
However, each time, Zhao An would intentionally or unintentionally touch Jiang Hua's arm. Gu Yiming, who had been watching Zhao An closely, saw this and felt extremely displeased. He really wanted to give Zhao An a good beating.
However, considering that the other party is also a colleague, being direct would obviously cause everyone to misunderstand me, and they would think that I am a petty person who is looking for trouble.
"Hmph, Zhao An, since you dare to be so underhanded, don't blame me for not considering our colleague relationship."
Thinking of this, Gu Yiming picked up his phone from the table, unlocked the screen, found a contact's number, edited the content, and sent a message.
Half a minute later, Gu Yiming received a message on his phone: "Understood!"
A hint of disgust flashed in Gu Yiming's eyes as he coldly stared at Zhao An's back, who was still standing beside Jiang Hua, chattering incessantly. He cursed inwardly, "Just you wait."
The next morning, it was almost time to go to work.
Everyone had already calmly taken their seats in the office and started working.
Zhao An rushed in, looking dejected, and said to his colleagues, "Has anyone seen my car keys? I've searched every corner and cabinet in the house but can't find them."
"Did one of you find it?"
Zhao An looked extremely unlucky: "Yesterday after get off work, my car tire got punctured by a nail, so I had to park the car in the company garage. I even had to take a taxi home. I clearly put the car keys in my bag, but I couldn't find them after searching everywhere this morning. How am I supposed to drive this car now?"
"Sigh, I guess I'll just have to get another car key made!"
Zhao An shook his head helplessly, muttering to himself sadly.
As Gu Yiming worked with his head down, a barely perceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but inwardly he was secretly pleased: Kid, don't get too cocky, there are some things you can't do!
The company's colleagues all offered words of comfort, saying that it was just an accident and that everything would be fine once the keys were made and the tire was repaired.
However, when Zhao An, who came to the company second, he looked even more disheveled than the day before.
The car's tires have been repaired.
The car keys have been replaced.
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