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There were too many people in the hospital, and when Yan Ruizhi hung up the phone and went downstairs, someone bumped his shoulder.

The other party was a flustered trainee nurse, carrying a box in her hand, she was terrified when she saw that she bumped into someone, and apologized out of breath while holding the box: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"fine."

The other party nodded, and quickly ran forward again. It seems that he hurried back to the ward because he didn't have time to wait for the elevator.

While running upstairs, the intern nurse was holding the box cautiously: "Gastric One! Gastrointestinal One's washed red blood cells! I'm sending them over!"

Later, the voice was too noisy, Yan Ruizhi couldn't hear it clearly, but he also deduced that the nurse just rushed over to deliver the blood bag, probably because of some serious illness.

Although it is not necessarily related, Yan Ruizhi inevitably thought of the hurried New Year's greetings that he just encountered.

Is he here to take care of family or friends?

What's wrong?

Yan Ruizhi couldn't see his expression at that time, couldn't hear what he said, so he didn't dare to draw conclusions.

After all, he didn't have a close relationship with He Nian.

When Yan Ruizhi returned to the office, Liang Xiaoyou walked in, first took the documents he had given to him one by one, and when he was about to leave, he couldn't help but asked with a worried face: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Hao... Deputy Hao Is he all right?"

"Minor surgery, it went well." Yan Ruizhi said the address of the hospital by the way.

He knew that Hao Shuai had a good personality and was more approachable in the eyes of the employees, so he probably would organize a group to take a look after get off work.

"I've booked your air ticket for tomorrow." Liang Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief, "As for the hotel, the hotel I chose before has no additional vacancies, but the original room of Vice President Hao has been changed to the occupant. When you arrive Just go and register."

"it is good."

"Then Vice President Hao didn't come, I'll go downstairs to buy you coffee." Liang Xiaoyou smiled and said as usual.

Although it was a temporary business trip, Yan Ruizhi opened the meeting materials sent by Liang Xiaoyou after the office door was closed.

The process of this type of meeting is similar, the opening speech, the leaders of some invited related companies will give speeches, and there will be an afterparty at the end, which is convenient for the participants to communicate with each other.But tomorrow's event will be more private, and only invited and registered companies will have invitations.

Hao Shuai only partnered with him after returning to China. At that time, he was considered a rich kid. At the beginning, he wanted to make a game he liked. At that time, Yan Ruizhi had just exploded "Nostalgia", and he really took him with him. , with Hao Shuai's idea, a new product was really made step by step.

Although it is not as phenomenal as Nostalgia, the sales volume is not bad.

From then on, Hao Shuai, who was originally only dreaming of playing tickets, began to have a sense of professionalism, and also began to take over Yan Ruizhi's relatively weak negotiation and cooperation. The two had a clear division of labor and achieved twice the result with half the effort.

Yan Ruizhi has always kept his business trips simple, and he is not used to bringing people along. He looked at the list of participants, and the word "Jingxing" was impressively listed on the first row.

Of course, the focus is not on this emerging publishing company, but on the Fengjin Group behind it.

Fengjin has always been arrogant. Generally, for games or other projects looking for publishers, most of them only give [-]% or [-]% to the publisher, but Fengjin often takes [-]% to [-]% at every turn.

To put it bluntly, it is a monopoly of capital, but Fengjin is a business giant with a wide range of interests. Even if it is the only one, there are countless small studios flocking to it.

Unlike PC games, where an IP lasts for ten years, and the sequel is refurbished every year, VR games pursue novelty and immersive experience. Therefore, ordinary companies rarely consider making sequels to previous games when establishing projects. R&D teams usually Will think of a new work.

Yan Ruizhi stood up and walked into the cubicle of the office.

This small bedroom is cold and tidy, with no extra decorations or decorations, except for a few necessary small appliances, there is only a VR device on the bed.

Yan Ruizhi watched intently, but made no further movements.

He knew the reason why Hao Shuai wanted to come to the exchange meeting no matter what.

If you can get a huge investment, you can start the project of "Nostalgia 2", and you can build everything you want.

Even though Hao Shuai only asked that one time, Yan Ruizhi understood what he meant.

"—"Nostalgia" was built by you. It is a world that belongs to you completely and no one can take it away. This is your continent. Don't you want to see it light up again?"

Yan Ruizhi stayed in this cubicle for a long time before returning home, and went directly to the airport the next day.

Yunlin City is close to Guangdong, and the climate is hot and humid. Compared with Anjing, which is a bit chilly, it has already entered the spring perfectly.

Yan Ruizhi didn't let the people from the conference come to pick him up, he called a special car back to the hotel.

The room was booked for Hao Shuai before, Yan Ruizhi opened the door and went in, and saw two beds as expected.

Hao Shuai would bring a lot of things with him every time he went on a business trip, and no matter what type of room it was, he had to have two beds, one for sleeping on his own, and the other for storing his precious equipment, saying that he wanted to be on an equal footing with himself.

According to my explanation: "My equipment is my wife! What's wrong with giving them a bed!"

After a while, the fountain in the hotel turned on, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, and the surrounding area became lively.

Yan Ruizhi sighed invisibly, but still went to the banquet hall on the top floor.

He still didn't want to waste time on boring communication, and deliberately waited until the speech was over before arriving.

But when I entered, there was still a small commotion.

After all, such occasions are usually attended by the vice president of Youyu Technology, while Yan Ruizhi seldom shows up.

After a few symbolic polite words, Yan Ruizhi politely declined the rest of the chat, and only chatted with two small independent studios before sitting in a corner.

The purpose of his attendance was just because he couldn't keep the appointment, and he didn't take the initiative to chat with people.

Hao Shuai's words rang in his mind again.

If it was him, he should be able to blend in warmly and naturally.

In fact, Hao Shuai was right.

More than anyone else, he wanted to try again with all his blood.

But the company is no longer a small studio where only a few people can make ends meet, and the market is not a hotbed that can be fully hit by his own speculation. What's more, if there is really outside intervention, the world he built will still be his own. look like?

Yan Ruizhi looked not far away, the leader of Jingxing, with long sleeves and good at dancing, was toasting and chatting happily with someone.

He looked back and walked to the dining table on the other side.

Yan Ruizhi didn't reach out, but just looked at the liquor in front of him, probably trying to divert his attention, and suddenly remembered what happened in the bar before.

Blame myself for drinking the remaining half glass of wine, if I had just left...

Before he finished thinking about the rest, he suddenly saw a figure from the back that completely overlapped with yesterday's hospital corridor——

"Happy New Year?"

For a moment, Yan Ruizhi felt that he must have admitted his mistake, but the other party turned around when he heard the sound, and met his gaze.

He Nian stood in front of him, wearing a slim black shirt and holding a bone china plate for dessert.

His eyes paused for a moment, then dodged for a moment, he was stunned more than surprised, looked at Yan Ruizhi and said, "Yan...Mr. Yan."

Yan Ruizhi attended the reception wearing a classic and innovative bcktie style, a tuxedo satin shawl collar dress, cuff buttons are black agate and the breast button is an excellent mother-of-pearl button.A double-breasted shirt with a wing collar and a hand-colored bow tie make the waist and hips smooth and beautiful.

On his feet is a pair of custom-made Oxford shoes, the leather is shiny and has a high-end feel, the waist of the shoes is thin and perfect, the stitches are fine, and the hem of the pleated pants just hangs down to the ankle.

He was born with a cold sense and exquisite facial features, but at this moment his temperament was even more alienated and clear.

However, at this moment he frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"

"I—" He Nian hadn't finished the second word, and he got stuck before continuing, "I'm an intern at Beijing Bank, and he said he could take me to a meeting today, so we came here together."

Yan Ruizhi knew that some companies would bring interns or newcomers to get a feel for the environment, so he just looked at his clothes and the action he was about to update the dinner plate: "But what are you doing now?"

Faced with Yan Ruizhi's questioning eyes, He Nian stopped talking for a long time, as if unwilling to speak out.

Yan Ruizhi recalled the situation the day before, and knew that this kind of activity sometimes lacks manpower, so he would ask some temporary students to help out—to put it nicely, it was to help, but to put it crudely, it was to gather people temporarily to do odd jobs.

It's just that it's easy to pay by the number of days.

In order to protect the self-esteem of the male college students, Yan Ruizhi changed the phrase: "Are you working part-time?"

In the blink of an eye, Yan Ruizhi saw He Nian's eyelashes move, then he bent his eyes, nodded as if grateful, and replied, "Yes."

Yan Ruizhi's mood was a bit complicated: "People from Jinghang are drinking over there, and you change plates here?"

Sure enough, with the backing of capital, it swelled.

"No, Mr. Yan, I asked for it myself." He Nian said hastily, "Anyway, the tutoring is canceled tonight, so I'm free to find something to do..."

"..."

Yan Ruizhi took a deep breath.

"Mr. Yan, I really took the initiative to look for it. I am already very pleasantly surprised that I can come to see the world, and I am too happy." The tone of New Year is sincere and sincere.

Before Yan Ruizhi could speak, he felt someone approaching beside him.

"Mr. Yan——" the person who took a glass of wine and handed it over was the current head of Beijing Bank, "It's amazing, I've heard about you so many times, but this is the first time I've seen your true face. You're a good-looking talent."

Yan Ruizhi took the wine, not very interested, took a sip and put it down: "Thank you."

The other party also saw He Nian: "Boss Yan, do you know each other? This is He—"

Before the other party finished the introduction, He Nian took the initiative to call "Mr. Zhao", and then said to Yan Ruizhi, "This is Mr. Zhao who brought me here. I'm here as an intern now."

"Ah... that's right." Mr. Zhao from Jinghang nodded enthusiastically, "Xiaohe is very sensible and has great potential, otherwise I wouldn't have brought him here, and asked him to follow up on the project."

Yan Ruizhi nodded lightly, and repeated unhurriedly: "Yes. Very sensible."

This Mr. Zhao was still nodding, as if he admired the New Year greetings very much, and looked at him with a little relief and kindness in his eyes.

"Then He... Then Xiaohe, you are chatting with Mr. Yan, and I have to go to the next door to talk about something."

He Nian looked at each other obediently: "Mr. Zhao, go slowly!"

When the other party left, He Nian turned his head.

Yan Ruizhi looked at him: "Then how long are you going to change like this?"

He Nian was honest: "The reception is almost over, just clean up."

"You..." Yan Ruizhi actually asked questions, such as whether his family members were sick, and why he still had to find a part-time job after he left for a day or two.

But he is an adult who knows how to measure. If He Nian didn't talk about it, these topics shouldn't be brought up by himself.

He still didn't ask in the end.

"I remember that the headquarters of Jingxing is not in Yunlin either." Yan Ruizhi asked, "Are you going back with them tomorrow?"

"Ah?" He Nian's movements paused, his voice a little dry, "It seems... yes, General Secretary Zhao bought me a plane ticket."

Yan Ruizhi quickly grasped the point he didn't want to say: "They don't even prepare a room for you?"

"No!" He Nian said quickly, "I forgot about it myself, and I found this part-time job again, so I will just..."

Seeing that he spoke pitifully, but Yan Ruizhi had experience, so he didn't continue to sympathize this time, and nodded with great interest: "Okay, then you will stay in the staff dormitory for one night."

He Nian opened his mouth, but said nothing: "..."

Yan Ruizhi watched it interestingly: "I'm going upstairs."

"Mr. Yan, go slowly." He Nian continued to change the dessert plates, but his voice sounded sleepy.

Yan Ruizhi had already reached the door, but before he opened it, he stopped and turned around.

Is it because I received the money too easily last time, I didn't expect him to go out to work after paying in installments, in case what I guessed in the hospital is true again...

He pursed his lips slightly, and looked up.

Like a coincidence, He Nian also looked over at the same time.

Yan Ruizhi opened his mouth and called his name, the voice was not loud, and he didn't know if the other party could hear him.

He Nian, who was still doing odd jobs and part-time jobs conscientiously, walked over immediately: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Ruizhi originally thought about how to speak, but after thinking for a few seconds, he simply said, "Then where do you live now?"

"Oh, that's the one..." He Nian pointed in a direction, "The residential building next to it."

Yan Ruizhi was not familiar with the structure of Yunlin City, and he didn't observe the vicinity of the hotel too much, but from the tone of the New Year's greetings, it was probably a youth hostel with 51 people in a residential building.

They are in the banquet hall of the five-star hotel, feasting and feasting, and the college students who are working on the side will go back to the dilapidated small hotel after they are done.

Just take it as his reward for the Cantonese meal he invited himself.

Yan Ruizhi's tone didn't fluctuate: "I took my ID card and opened a room in this hotel."

He Nian was stunned.

"It's my company's account, it's my fate to meet you in Yunlin." Yan Ruizhi said frankly.

"But," He Nian's tone was clearly entangled, "You treat me like this, I really don't know why..."

Yan Ruizhi was also a little annoyed. Seeing that He Nian was still frozen in place, he frowned and said indifferently: "It's fine if you don't go."

"Go!" This New Year's Eve immediately started to move, and he didn't care about tidying up the dessert table. He had to go to the front desk to register as soon as the plates were put away.

He Nian is tall, has long legs, walks windy, and has an excellent figure. Yan Ruizhi is going to take the elevator along the way and follow behind him.

But before he pressed the elevator, he heard a frustrated voice not far away: "Is it gone?"

"Yes sir, our hotel is fully booked today." The front desk explained apologetically.

After being told by the front desk, Yan Ruizhi remembered that, indeed, he had booked this room before, and the occupant was changed because Hao Shuai didn't come.

And thinking of my own room...

Yan Ruizhi was thinking about it when he saw He Nian walking over with his head drooping and unhappy.

"Mr. Yan." He said, "Thank you for your kindness, but the rooms are full, so I'll go back to live next door later."

His tone and actions were very polite, and he said very understandingly: "It's okay, my place is also very good, the bed is clean and there is air conditioning... And I am very happy to meet Mr. Yan today."

He Nian spoke sincerely, but Yan Ruizhi frowned.

After a while, he said, "I have an extra bed in my room, if you don't mind..."

"Good Mr. Yan!" He Nian's pitiful energy just now was wiped away, and he agreed before Yan Ruizhi finished speaking, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

"..." Looking at the sincere face of New Year's greetings, Yan Ruizhi always felt that there was something weird about it.

As if he shouldn't have made this suggestion just now, he thought silently.