-61- Only me
Dorasi spent three days at home, finally sketching out a rough draft of the design. That morning, after everyone from the studio arrived, Dorasi sent her finished design to Lu Kai. Then, she retreated to the other side of the room, sitting there, guiltily picking at her nails. Lu Kai, Zhao Jing, Huan Fanqie, and the other three gathered around the computer, looking at the design Dorasi had "edited," all in silence for a long time. This wasn't because Dorasi's work wasn't good enough; to be fair, the final version of "Nuanfeng" she'd delivered was cuter and more distinctive than most dolls on the market. But… Lu Kai turned to look at her: "Come, come here. Don't sit so far away." Dorasi shook her head: "I'm not going. Go ahead and talk, I can hear you." Tomato murmured, "Doraxi did a good job, but…" Lu Kai continued, "But what does this have to do with Wanfeng's original design?" Dorasi bit off a small piece of her nail: "They're both called 'Warm Wind'." Lu Kai said, "I chose the name 'Warm Wind'." Dorasi said, "Oh, then there's no similarity…" She stood up and said righteously, "The Blade of the Contract belongs to the Knight of the Contract, and the Blessing of the Holy Light may…" Lu Kai waved her hand to stop her, saying that he was in no mood to decode the code and asked her to speak humanly. Dorasi said, "Let's use the original version…" Lu Kai couldn't say he hadn't anticipated this result. Even Dorasi couldn't have the Midas touch. After all, the right amount of revision was too difficult to grasp. If the revisions were too excessive, it would become her work, not Wanfeng's. The Midas touch hadn't worked, so it seemed the only way to fulfill Wanfeng's mother's expectations was to go ahead with the original version of Wanfeng. Lu Kai couldn't make up his mind, but Wanfeng's mother hadn't given him a specific deadline, so he procrastinated, dragging Zhao Jinghuan along to continue preparing for the Wanda collaboration, as if as long as he was busy enough, he wouldn't have to deal with Wanfeng's mother's questions. Lu Kai kept putting it off, even when his own mother came to inquire on behalf of her "best friend," he feigned ignorance and did his best to stall. Finally, Lu Kai's mother unexpectedly showed up at the studio... That Friday, after Lu Kai had hung up on her several times, Lu Kai's mother bought a high-speed rail ticket and rushed straight to the studio from the train, not even wanting to wait until that evening to meet him at his home. Rushing to the studio, Lu Kai, in front of Tomato, Zhao Jinghuan, and Dorasi, demanded a definitive answer from Lu Kai.
Dorasi stayed at home for three days and finally drew a rough draft of the design. That morning, when everyone in the studio arrived, Dorasi sent her finished design to Lu Kai, and then she hid at the other end of the room and sat down, picking her nails guiltily.
Lu Kai, Zhao Jing, Huan Fanqie, the three of them gathered in front of the computer, looking at the design drawings that had been "modified" by Dorasi, and did not speak for a long time.
This isn't because Dorasi wasn't good enough. To be fair, the final version of "Nuanfeng" she delivered is cuter and more distinctive than most dolls on the market. But...
Lu Kai turned his head to look at her: "Come, come here. Don't sit so far away."
Dorasi shook his head: "I'm not going. Just talk, I can hear you."
Tomato muttered to himself, "Dorashi did a good job, but..."
Lu Kai continued, "But what does this have to do with Wan Feng's original design?"
Dorasi bit off a small piece of nail and said, "The name is the same, both are called 'Nuanfeng'."
Lu Kai said, "I was the one who gave it the name 'Nuanfeng'."
Dorasi said, "Oh, then there's no similarity..." She stood up and said righteously, "The blade of the contract belongs to the knight of the contract, and the blessing of the holy light may be..."
Lu Kai waved his hand to stop her, saying that he was not in the mood to decode and asked her to speak human language.
Dorasi said: "Let's use the original version..."
It was hard for Lu Kai to say that he had anticipated this result. Even Dorasi could hardly turn stone into gold. After all, the right degree of modification was too difficult to grasp. Once the modification was excessive, it would become her work, not Wanfeng's.
The path to turning stone into gold hadn't worked, so it seemed that if he wanted to live up to Wanfeng's mother's expectations, he had no choice but to go ahead with the original version of Wanfeng. Lu Kai couldn't make up his mind, but fortunately, Wanfeng's mother hadn't given him a specific "deadline," so he could procrastinate as much as he could, dragging Zhao Jinghuan along to continue preparing for the Wanda collaboration. It seemed that as long as he was busy enough, he wouldn't have to deal with Wanfeng's mother's questions.
Lu Kai kept delaying, even when his own mother came to inquire about the news on behalf of her "best friend", he pretended to be stupid and tried his best to delay and procrastinate.
In the end, Lu Kai's mother actually showed up at the studio...
This Friday, Lu Kai's mother, whose phone calls had been hung up several times by Lu Kai, bought a high-speed rail ticket and rushed over. After getting off the high-speed rail, she rushed directly to the studio and didn't even want to wait until the evening to see him at Lu Kai's home.
Lu's mother rushed to the studio and asked Lu Kai to give her a definite answer in front of Tomato Zhao Jinghuan and Doraxi.
"Don't try to fool around here. I'm here, where are you going to hide? You've been thinking about this for almost half a month. What have you come up with? Give me a definite answer, right now."
Lu Kai was a little intimidated by his mother's aura at first, but when he realized that his mother was asking the question in front of his colleagues, clearly leaving him no room for maneuver, he said in a huff, "Because my answer is 'no.'"
Tomato and Dorasi glanced at him sideways, and Mother Lu was also a little surprised: "Why, are you afraid of losing money?"
Lu Kai felt annoyed when he heard this: "Yes, I'm afraid of losing money. Your son is just such a loser."
Mother Lu frowned and said, "Speak nicely to me. Who are you trying to impress by throwing things around?"
Lu Kai turned his head away and ignored her, so she walked over to Lu Kai and pinched his shoulder: "Don't play dead!"
Lu Kai gritted his teeth at her, and his mother continued, "Lecheng's mother just wanted to leave a memory for herself. She raised a child of such age, and then he was gone just like that. Who could bear it? She found the things Lecheng left behind in Lecheng's computer. This is God's last mercy to her. She doesn't want you to make Wanfeng's works a household name. Selling a few hundred or a few thousand copies is fine. Lu Kai, you should be more sensible..."
Lu Kai was like a loaded dynamite canister, suddenly ignited by these words: "Yes, I am the only one who is ignorant! You all want to be responsible for his mother, but has anyone ever thought about being responsible for Wan Feng? You have never argued with Wan Feng in this room, and you have never been told by Wan Feng that he doesn't want to be represented by a work that he himself is not satisfied with. You want Wan Feng to leave something for the world, and I do too! But I don't want those players to see Wan Feng's work and say nonchalantly that it is because of his death that this crap can be sold!"
No one spoke in the room for a long time. The originally furious Lu Ma was also subdued by Lu Kai's shouting. She could only squeeze out a weak sentence from her throat:
"Why is he not satisfied? I think Lecheng is doing very well. Is he overthinking it?"
Lu Kai said: "He didn't think too much about it. He just didn't do it well enough. You can't see it because you don't understand trendy toys at all!"
"I really don't understand trendy things..." Lu's mother looked at Lu Kai, her eyes filled with sadness: "But I understand my mother...
"...Lu Kai, think about it carefully. You are not making a toy for Lecheng, you are saving his mother's life."
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After the quarrel, Lu's mother still gave the decision-making power to Lu Kai and did not really use words like "I am your mother, I want you to listen to me" to pressure him.
But it was hard for Lu Kai to tell whether what he needed was actually a tough mother who would not give him the right to choose.
This way, even if he was forced into a situation, Wanfeng wouldn't blame him, although...
"Wanfeng would never blame me. He is such a good man. No matter what choice I make, he will understand me."
"But what choice should I make?"
Lu Kai hesitated for another two days before realizing that even if he hesitated for another year, he would still not be able to make up his mind.
When he was at work that day, he suddenly saw the portrait on the gate, and then he realized that since they founded the company together, they should make decisions together.
He even called Sister Zou and asked her to come over after get off work to vote. After all, there were only four people in Waikiki now, and there might be an awkward 2-2 situation.
Lu Kai knew that choosing a democratic vote at this moment was essentially shirking responsibility, but what he really wanted was everyone's support. To that end, he specifically hinted to Fanqie that if Wanfeng's IP image was launched, his second-generation Dragon Palace Elementary School student would be forced to take a back seat and likely miss out on the popularity of Little Freckles. He then went to Dorasi to "confide," recounting the argument they had had before Wanfeng's death, emphasizing how furious Wanfeng's reaction had been when he had tried to force a release on him.
"How does that idiom come from? Yes, extremely angry, even angrier than anger."
As for the remaining two, Sister Zou was a stubborn person, and trying to "canvass" her for votes could easily backfire. Fortunately, Zhao Jinghuan clearly supported him unconditionally, so there was no need to risk trying to implant any ideas in Sister Zou's mind.
It was almost 9 p.m. that evening when Sister Zou, having left work "early," finally arrived. She was brimming with fatigue, a stark contrast to the energetic Zhao Jinghuan had shown her the last time they met privately. After they sat down, Lu Kai began his "backstory," recounting his argument with Wanfeng and the request Wanfeng's mother had made to the studio. Perhaps because the topic was so weighty and important, no one complained that his opening remarks were too long.
After Lu Kai finished speaking, he took out a piece of white paper and prepared to cut it into several pieces for a secret ballot, but Sister Zou said it was unnecessary.
"There's no need to make things so complicated for our relationship. Just raise your hands and vote."
Lu Kai glanced at everyone. Even Tomato, who rarely disagreed, could only nod and agree.
Lu Kai still had to be a little shrewd and asked who would agree to make blind boxes for Wanfeng. Everyone, whether they were in school or working, knew that no one was willing to actively express their opinions in a crowded place. So voting was easy, but raising hands was difficult.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Sister Zou, Dorasi, and even Tomato raised their hands.
Sister Zou said: "I think we should release a box for Wanfeng."
Tomato said: "I agree"
Dorasi said, "Hey."
Normally, no matter what Zhao Jinghuan said, they had already lost. But Lu Kai still turned his head and looked at Zhao Jinghuan, as if she was the last straw.
Zhao Jinghuan also raised his hand.
Lu Kai was stunned for a moment.
"So that's how it is." Lu Kai leaned back against the backrest of his chair. "So I'm the only stubborn idiot."
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