After hanging up the phone with Yang Changshuo, Chen Ya contacted Gu Yuqing instead.
In the few days before this, as the development plan of "Original Demon Project" was on track, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to think about Lu Aiai's affairs.
It’s not that his heart is as cold as Coke, but Lu Aiai’s determination to break up with him also touched him.
The key to her house was still hanging around her neck, and she hadn't returned it yet.
However, before he could say goodbye properly, the pressure from game development came like a landslide, overwhelming him.
The game development workload was already heavy and the timeline was tight, but he insisted on not working overtime on a 996 schedule, which resulted in a very tight project schedule and a lot of scheduling pressure.
Game development is not something that can be formed on a whim; nor is it something that will be developed according to the developer's personal will.
The entire game development process is quite consistent with industrial science, and the larger the game, the more it conforms to this law.
Even the leading domestic companies do not dare to touch this type of game easily.
If they heard Chen Ya's plan, they would probably laugh out loud.
There is no other reason. Game development requires technical accumulation. Without a well-coordinated team and standardized industrial processes, it is unknown when such a game will be developed.
What's more, the company's financial situation is not very good.
Since Chen Ya could do such a thing, in the eyes of people in the industry, he was either a complete layman or a gambler.
After spending a few days working non-stop and finishing a stage of work, Chen Ya had some free time and thought of things on the other side.
I haven't contacted Yang Changshuo from Peking University for a long time, and I don't know how things are going in the laboratory.
For him, developing games is just a means to accumulate the first pot of gold. The real and arduous task is still in the field of scientific research.
After answering Yang Changshuo’s call, Chen Ya called Gu Yuqing.
"Hello." A lazy woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, as if she had just woken up.
Today is not a working day, so she must have had a good sleep last night.
"There's something I need your help with." Chen Ya said.
Gu Yuqing's nonchalant voice came from the other side: "How is the reward calculated?"
"You're asking about the reward before you even hear what it is?"
"Even brothers have to settle accounts, not to mention that we are not husband and wife."
Gu Yuqing's voice was lazy, and Chen Ya inexplicably felt like he was being teased.
He decided to ignore Gu Yuqing's words and get straight to the point: "Simply put, I want to choose a set of clothes for myself that can be worn in casual occasions, but will not make me look like a working man."
Gu Yuqing was obviously getting excited: "I've always thought your fashion sense was lagging behind. Okay, okay, I'll choose for you. Where are you?"
“…”
Actually, Chen Ya thought his clothes were pretty good, but it was mainly because he didn't have many sets of clothes.
When I first started working as a composer at an entertainment company, the royal blue suit that Jiang Xinhai wore when I first met him was the first one in his life and the only one he had in that company.
It wasn't custom-made, didn't fit him well, and was hot to wear. It was with a sweaty back and wrinkled trouser legs that he went to meet Jiang Xinhai for the first time.
Later, as his status gradually increased, he did not put many skill points into dressing and let his assistant take care of everything.
Now wandering alone in the capital, his wardrobe is inexplicably full, as he didn't have many clothes before.
If the assistant was still there, how could she have been described by Gu Yuqing as having “poor taste in clothes”?
In fact, as the daughter of a wealthy family, Gu Yuqing has much higher standards than ordinary people.
The aristocratic circle has its own system for evaluating clothing styles. Even superstars will be criticized. It is not an area that can be touched lightly.
Chen Ya drove to meet Gu Yuqing, and immediately Gu Yuqing took over driving. She took him directly to the place where she often went shopping.
The clothing store that Gu Yuqing brought Chen Ya to, like the club she took him to last time, was also hidden in the mountains, deep in the clouds.
This place was also in the bustling city center. Chen Ya had even passed by here before, but he had never stopped. It just looked familiar. These shops seemed to be under a magical barrier, visible only to magicians, not Muggles. Chen Ya was a Muggle.
Gu Yuqing's high heels made a "click-click" sound as she took Chen Ya to visit several stores, stuffing a pile of clothes into his hands. She also explained along the way, telling him how to match and wear them appropriately.
After Chen Ya had three bags in her hands, she said, "Now you have the most basic basics. You can start the formal selection."
"So it hasn't started yet?" Chen Ya said, then quickly added, "Actually, this time I want to pick out some clothes that... can cater to the preferences of middle-aged and older women, uh, but also reflect a more masculine style."
Gu Yuqing frowned and said unhappily, "What? Are you hooking up with a rich woman?"
"no……"
"You're just taking off your pants to fart, aren't you? Are there any rich women who are better off than me?" Gu Yuqing flicked her hair, "And they're 'middle-aged or older women'."
"Yeah, so why would I go so far away and hook up with some rich woman?" Chen Ya said immediately, "Today, for work development, I need to meet an older woman, and I want to leave a good impression on her."
Gu Yuqing looked at his face, reached out her hand to his chest, and straightened his collar like a good wife and mother:
"There's no need to make such a big fuss about it. You're already very manly."
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