Number One Game Designer

Take a breath of the sweet haze of capitalist countries. There is an industrial smell in the haze, but it also smells of disputes.

"Chicago, I'm here again."

The above is Fang Xi's brief thoughts after getting off the plane.

This city also belongs to the North in the United States. Fang Xi's body is three minutes colder than Linjing City. Wrapped in the coats, Fang Xi and Chen Yu saw that the people who came to pick up the plane were very tall and big. The three recognizable Ogg brothers and the brand in their hands: GTA.

"It seems that the three of Oge and the others really want to play this game now." Fang Xi smiled lightly.

"After all, they have been idle for too long." Chen Yu, who stood aside, replied.

For this trip, Fang Xi still made an appointment with Chen Yu. For him, Chen Yu is almost a deputy without shortcomings. He speaks less, does more, has strong ability, and everyone likes it.

Nodding, Fang Xi said:

"Let's go over."

Looking at the three big guys wearing short sleeves inside and a jacket on the outside, Fang Xi curled his lips. In good health, he can do whatever he wants.

Looking at the road that didn't seem to be the same as when he came last time, Fang Xi was a little curious:

"Ogg, have you moved?"

Speaking of this Oghhaha laughed, he reached out and patted Fang Xi's shoulder, causing Fang Xi's body to tilt:

Why didn't I find that this guy has such a powerful force last time!

"I also want to thank you, FANG, and your assistant CHEN."

"CHEN, Chen Yu?" Fang Xi guessed.

Ogg nodded:

"The last time he stayed here for a week helped us completely get rid of the last vampire boss, and then helped us rent a new working environment. What he said is that the villa will...what will happen?"

"The confusion between the working environment and the living environment can easily become a sense of timelessness, but our next project may take a long time to work hard." Chen Yu calmly accepted Oge's words.

Fang Xi thought about the villa he saw last time. For three people, it must be spacious, but for dozens of people, it can only be said to be awkward.

At that time, Fang Xi also went up to look at it. There were also a lot of machines slanted on the second floor.

Oghhaha laughed and patted Chen Yu's shoulder again, but he didn't move. Fang Xi's eyes jumped when he watched: Lao Chen, there are two things.

"Yes, yes, I don't understand this, but we still appreciate the new working environment you found for us, and also helped our studio staff solve the accommodation problem, but the dormitory is a bit narrower."

This Fang Xi knew it, because he had confessed it. Now Fang Xi finally remembered. Before leaving, he talked with Chen Yu about the management of the studio. At that time, Fang Xi said that copying Hongyi’s small model was a good idea. The choice is to arrange the staff dormitory within a ten-minute walk of the studio, and preferably a dormitory type. The working environment and the living environment are psychologically separated, and then the living environment is almost created so that the employees will If you automatically choose to stay in a better working environment for a long time, you will unconsciously work overtime.

Thinking of this, Fang Xi decided to verify:

"Ogg, do you live far from the studio?"

The color of satisfaction on this Ogg's face:

"Although the place Chen found for us to stay is not big, but the price is not cheap, and it only takes three minutes to walk from the place of work to our satisfaction."

Fang Xi sighed and said, it seems that Chen Yu has used what he said, "getting rid of the last vampire boss" that Ogg said just now, but he didn't expect it, he is much more blackhearted than the vampire boss. .

Shaking his head, Fang Xi told himself in his heart that he had sent a lot of money here, so he diverted his attention, and Fang Xi asked about the game:

"Ogg, have you figured out what kind of story GTA will tell?"

Speaking of which, Ogg, the big big guy who can't stretch out in the car, smiles like a little girl:

"FANG, when you talked to me last time, you were very confident. I believe that you definitely already have your own story. It's better to..."

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, and Ti Lung, who had always been taciturn in front, also took the stubborn words:

"Furthermore, it is said that Sorrento’s "Border Land" got your incomplete script, and the incomplete script can reach sales of 5 million. FANG, now the entire North American black market is buying your full version of the game at a high price. script."

Unexpectedly, Sorrento was also a background board this time, but Dillon was still a little curious when it came to this Fang Xi:

"How is Sorrento?"

"Crazy." Ono curled his lips while driving, his voice full of disdain.

"Yes." Ogg nodded: "The player forum RED has banned discussions on Sorrento-related matters. Sorrento in the industry has completely lost all of its collaborators after FANG you posted the video, but he still claims These are all fabricated by you and are jealous of his gains."

Fang Xi was stunned: What about the beacon of freedom? "What's the ban on discussion? Are you not free?"

"Hahahaha" Fang Xi said that when all three people in the car leaned forward with a smile, Dillon shook his head:

"FANG, don't you still believe this, do you? These are all **** official clichés used to deceive immigrants. Let me say that except for the rigid conditions of public resources, education and health, everything else is nonsense."

"But, FANG." This is Ti Lung who also brought a slight shame: "Foreigners working in Electronic Arts can easily get a green card in the United States. We are now employees of Hongyi, and we can get Huaxia's. Green card or naturalization?"

"????" Fang Xi forced, saying that the United States is supreme?

Ogg curled his lips and told Fang Xi the truth: "Dillon may be getting married in two years. He is worried about the safety of Chicago, or the safety of the United States. If you go to China, you don’t have to worry about turning into your house in the middle of the night. The thief has a shotgun that can blast through the ceiling, so you don’t have to worry about the street cases that will hit your car riddled with holes, not to mention the painful death in the hospital and the nurse tells the doctor that you are going to make an appointment next month. Only then will I have time to treat you."

"There was a poor guy named Morley in our studio last month. His child got a fever and went to the emergency department of the hospital for one night. Guess what the final medical bill was?"

Fang Xi considered it, combined with domestic prices, and tentatively guessed:

"400 dollars?"

Ogg widened his eyes, then shook his head and said:

"FANG, this is why we envy you Chinese people. To you, seeing a doctor has never seemed difficult. That poor fellow Morley, an emergency room overnight, that's a high price."

Dillon solved Fang Xi’s doubts: “In the emergency hospital, there is a TraumaActivationFee (trauma activation fee) item in the fee. The price is 5,000 US dollars per hour. The guy stayed with the child for one night. Ten hours."

Fang Xi was taken aback. It’s no wonder that the United States respects doctors and lawyers, and lawyers don’t know, but this doctor is simply profitable:

"What about insurance?"

"After the insurance, the price was $3500 per hour. In the end, the poor guy was touched and spent a total of 38,000 dollars."

Fang Xi took a breath. At this price, if only a child had a fever in China, the hospital would probably be demolished.

The American people really live in dire straits!