Chapter 152 Fleeting
The popularity brought by the first promotional video was like a powerful stimulant, which brought the atmosphere of the entire "Iron Stone" company, especially the "Magnetic Power Studio" to a new height.
Everyone worked harder, and the light in their eyes almost blinded the screen.
My job search mailbox has become busier than ever before. I receive several resumes every day, and some of the attached portfolios even amaze me, a person with a technical background.
The company's scale was visibly expanding like dough. It rented an office next door, and there were more and more workstations. There were also more and more unfamiliar and energetic faces.
During the summer vacation, Lin Yan and I finally managed to squeeze out a few days of free time from a bunch of things and went out for a short trip.
But the project was always on my mind, and after just two days of fun, I was back at work, diving into the frenzy of work. In Lin Yan's words, "Other people take a vacation to relax, but we take a vacation to refuel our bodies and minds and get back to work."
In contrast, many of my classmates were caught up in a different kind of craze—frantically submitting resumes, attending job fairs, and preparing for the civil service exam. Class group discussions were no longer about projects and games, but rather about salary, interview techniques, and which positions offered the most guaranteed security.
Looking at their anxious and expectant expressions, I sometimes feel a little dazed, as if I have taken a completely different path.
Lin Yan and I don't need to squeeze into job fairs, but the burden on our shoulders is not light at all.
What we need to consider is how to support the people in this company, how to make and launch the game perfectly, and how to live up to the expectations of the players and the money of the investors.
Life is getting better and better, but the future is not something you can wait for, it has to be fought for.
I have always believed in "do your best and leave the rest to fate."
But the part about "fate" is too vague and illusory, and the only thing we can control is "doing our best".
Hard work may not guarantee 100% success, but it is definitely the only way to success, I firmly believe that.
I have been through so much, from a graduate student buried in the laboratory, to a stumbling entrepreneur, and now I am barely standing on a small high ground. I am even envied by some people as the "best among my peers", but I know in my heart that my state of mind is actually nothing special.
I will still get bald because of code bugs, worry about project progress, and worry about employee salaries; I will still blush because of Lin Yan's teasing, be happy because of eating delicious food, and be depressed for several minutes because of stepping on dog poop on the road.
(Yes, just last week, I was wearing new shoes and going to meet a client with great confidence. But before I even reached the subway station, a passing bird “attacked” me! At that moment, I really wanted to shout to the sky: Brother Bird! Do you have a problem with me?!)
Which life is more complicated? I can't really say.
Is it more difficult to find a stable job or to shoulder the responsibility of building a company's future? It seems that each has its own difficulties.
But at least now, I am quite satisfied with my life - I have a career that I love (although it is tiring), a lover who is by my side (although I am occasionally jealous), and a foreseeable future (although it is full of challenges).
This is probably like playing a game with a high degree of freedom. When you no longer feel curious and regretful about all the questions "What would have happened if I had chosen that path", it means that the path you are taking now is the best ending for you.
Of course, can you say that you have no worries at all? That's impossible.
In addition to bird droppings from the sky, you can also encounter difficult customers on the ground.
Some clients’ thoughts are harder to guess than women’s, and their requirements change faster than the changing faces in Sichuan.
Every time after this kind of meeting, I have to pull Lin Yan aside and complain for half an hour before I can recover.
Lin Yan usually strokes my fur while calmly analyzing how to strike a balance between satisfying the client and maintaining our bottom line.
At this time, I was particularly grateful that he was there.
This is actually what I want to express in the game: there is no perfect choice in life, and every road has sunny skies and sudden storms.
What’s important is that you choose the path you most want to take and are willing to bear all the good and bad along the way.
You may be able to reload the game and start over, but in real life, every choice makes you unique.
However, even if the save file cannot be loaded, it doesn’t seem that scary.
After all, as long as you are around the right people and doing what you like, even if you occasionally get splashed with bird poop, you will probably just wipe it off with a curse and continue to move forward with a smile.
Just like now, I just finished dealing with a difficult customer demand and walked out of the meeting room with a bald head.
When I looked up, I saw Lin Yan leaning against the corridor, shaking two cups of my favorite milk tea in his hands, and raised his eyebrows and smiled at me.
Look, there are always troubles, but there are always sweet things. This game is quite fun.
Time seemed to be fast-forwarded, and in a flash, a year had passed.
A lot of things happened this year, some of which made people laugh and cry, and some of which made people feel deeply moved.
For example, Lao Wang, this guy got engaged without a word of warning! When the news came, we were all shocked.
I remember that he was the most determined "single" representative in our dormitory. But after falling in love, he became the first one among us to get married!
Even the fourth child couldn't help but complain in the group: "Old Wang is so cunning. He can't compete for first place in other things, but he rushes into this important matter of life very quickly!"
Lin Yan was so angry that his teeth were itching. Although I didn't understand why he was so angry, after all, when it came to meeting the parents and confirming the relationship, we were much earlier than Lao Wang, right?
For example, Fang Qing’s ex-boyfriend, who was still haunting her, came back and said that after going around in circles he realized that his first love was still his, and begged her to give him another chance.
The result, of course, was that he was "invited" away by the flower-guarding envoy, Senior Brother Gu, without any hesitation.
Fang Qing later complained to me, "Really, I was a little upset about him the past two years, but now seeing him like that, that last bit of youthful image has been shattered to pieces."
Alas, as expected, sometimes what people can’t forget is not the real person in front of them, but the illusion beautified by memory.
Lin Yan's "Rui Lin Technology" has developed better. Not only does it have its own production line, it has also moved to a more luxurious new office building.
The only thing that made him unhappy was that the new building was a little far away from my "Iron Stone", and it was no longer as convenient to go up and down the stairs as before.
In fact, it was just a matter of turning a corner and walking for five more minutes, but he could put on a resentful face as if saying "from now on, you and I will be separated from each other forever". I was really impressed by him.
However, all these things are not as important as my own top priority - "The Moment of the Dead Bell", which I have been polishing for nearly a year, is finally, finally, finally going to be officially launched!
To be honest, the absolute size of the game is not particularly large, but we have invested countless efforts in the core gameplay and freedom.
The closer it gets to being put on the shelves, the faster my heart beats. It feels like waiting for the college entrance examination results, or like I'm about to step onto the stage I've dreamed of for a long time.
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