Or a fighter tower defense game ... "The boss of Black Zinc Games is very confident, and he also said a profit point that can be shared with friends for resurrection. If not, recharge with resurrection coins.
After half the conversation, the other party realized that he was chatting: "Yes, to what extent do you want to reach?"
You Xin said more and more confident: "It's like this, the new game" Transformation Road "in the depths of the forest, as long as it is more popular than this game." He was afraid that the other party was not confident, he quickly added a sentence, "They don't make any money in this game. I don't think they have any thoughts."
"Deep in the forest ..." The boss of Black Zinc Games froze. He didn't know that another game was played in the deep forest when he was on a business trip. "Let me see."
He searched at will, and the news came out immediately--
"Xinmeng Xing dream entertainment entertainment teamed up, and the magical game" The Road to Transformation "was officially launched."
This familiar combination.
"Oh, Mr. You, I ’m abroad and I just saw the message sent by my subordinates. There was a bug in our" Moon on the Sea ", and the engineers urgently maintained it. Sorry, it has delayed you for so long, but We are really at a loss now and will cooperate again next time! "
As if someone was calling him, he answered twice, apologized, and hung up the phone immediately.
You Xinyan looked at the phone that was hung up, but it was unknown, so the house leak really happened to be rainy night, and no matter how big this black zinc game company would be, there would be no time.
He contacted several more, and the other party couldn't promise to exceed the production level in the depths of the forest, or gave a long production cycle. Helpless, You Xinyan could only give up this way.
Does he have to go to worship Buddha recently? This isn't superstition ... how can it be like this?
...
Zhu Yushen was about to finish up. He had already booked a plane ticket to leave early the next day.
After checking the weather forecast, it was raining again in Changqiao Village, or heavy rain.
The secretary Wang was arranging for the things that Yu Yushen planned to take away. It was no longer a simple half-height cardboard box.
Zhu Yu thought for a while. Is the weather cold and cold? Do you have to prepare something else?
Like ... a dehumidification bag? Dryer? He searched the Internet for rainy season and was looking forward to meeting him.
Fortunately, these can be bought directly in the supermarket. Zhu Yushen began to calculate and was preparing to write on the mobile phone memo. As soon as the mobile phone was shaken, the notification popped up.
—— "Southeast of city c in province h, due to heavy rain and flood, sudden flash floods have caused many people to lose contact."
C city, this city, he can check the weather at least three times a day during this time, see the pm index from the temperature and wind level.
And the person he missed most was in a village in the southeast of the city.
Secretary Wang suddenly heard a heavy noise, and he turned around and saw Zhu Yushen dropped his phone on the table.