Number One Game Designer

The two of them sat there looking at each other speechlessly, but Ti Long's posture was a little wary, because Lin Rongchang's appearance felt a little suspicious in every way.

In such a quiet atmosphere, the ringtone of the cell phone seemed unusually abrupt.

Lin Rongchang was taken aback by himself, while Ti Lung on the other side became more and more alert: Is the person who has no ghosts in his heart so surprised?

Lin Rongchang shivered again after taking out his mobile phone. The note above clearly showed that it was Fang Xi's number. After struggling for less than a second, Lin Rongchang still pressed the answer button.

"You should be in Chicago?" The microphone Zhong Fangxi's voice was as usual, with a touch of cordiality in his heart, but Lin Rongchang's cold sweat "shoo" came down.

"When you don’t speak, you acquiesce. You should also know that I’m on Long Island. You don’t need to come here anymore. I’m leaving soon. Um... You’ll have a rest and buy a plane ticket. See you in Greece. I’m going to re-ming. Bird Studio."

"Is there a problem?"

Lin Rongchang took a hard breath and said hoarsely, "Ok...ok."

Fang Xi frowned while holding the phone, "Pay attention to your body, don't force it."

Hanging up the phone, Fang Xi pulled the zipper of the jacket, and then pulled it higher to prevent the wind from entering.

At this time, he and Ogg were on the beach in the northern part of Long Island, the wind was raging, the blue waves emptied, and scattered snow particles greeted their faces, but Fang Xi also saw the scenery that he couldn't see in his hometown:

A thick layer of ice and snow has been stacked on the reef standing by the sea. The lower part of the reef is still under the impact of the waves. The temperature here is already below zero, but because of the waves, there is no ice, only where the waves can’t reach. Snow and icing.

"Who said that there is no snow in Changdao." Fang Xi pouted, and the wind and snow was enough to drink a pot by himself.

"Boss, is this snow so beautiful?" Ogg couldn't understand. He knew that it was snowing in his boss's hometown. How could he be so obsessed with snow like someone who grew up in the tropics?

"You do not understand."

Fang Xi looked melancholy in the pretty cold wind:

"He still yearns for the snow on Long Island, and yearns for the singing of Pampas' wind birds...

Before he finished speaking, he poured a blizzard into his mouth. Ogg directly retracted his head into the car. The two rented a car and Ogg was acting as a bodyguard and driver. During this time, he also felt his own boss. It's not as scary as imagined, he is still the young man who can't understand but is happy.

Fang Xi shook his head and decided to leave the things in this place behind. He wanted to do art, but now he feels like a second force at the scene.

Shaking off the wind and snow, Fang Xi also got into the car. The heating blasted his face to relieve the stiff face. Fang Xi rubbed his face and then reached out to bake his hands in the warm air vent of the air conditioner, and then said to Oge:

"Let's go, let's go directly to Greece."

Ogg breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his boss did not continue to go crazy. He stayed here again. He was afraid that his boss would wear shorts to the beach to fight the wind and waves like the legendary Viking warriors in his hometown before. Then he had to consider whether to use it. The boss knocked out and took him back to see the doctor.

Finally, he glanced at the windy seaside, and Fang Xi knocked on Ogg's seat to signal that he could leave.

"Boss, why didn't you fly your private jet when you came out this time?" Ogg babbled with Fang Xi as he stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Fang Xi was curious, and took off the scarf on his neck by the way. After the car warmed up, the scarf that was originally used to keep out the cold was worn like a prison rope, which was very uncomfortable.

"In our project last month, I just finished the relevant architecture of the airplane flying in the game, but after I finished writing the architecture, I ran and tried it on my own. It felt weird, that is, the kind of airplane flying in the game, it feels..." Grid scratched his head and tried to use a suitable word to describe his feelings.

"Nothing unusual?" Fang Xi answered.

"Right!" Ogg slapped his thigh, and Fang Xi's eyelids flicked. Fortunately, this is not a busy city, otherwise Fang Xi wanted to grab the steering wheel and drive by himself.

"It’s the kind of feeling you said about the BOSS. I feel that the flying effect I made is no different from other games. Then my second brother, Dillon, told me that it might be because he hadn’t taken a private jet. Said that I should be on-site inspections, to take a private jet, it is best to go to the cockpit of the private jet when I can fly, and then I might be able to understand what went wrong with the flying effects of my own creation."

"Then...?" Fang Xi understood, he wanted to come to collect materials.

Ogg smiled shyly:

"My second brother said, BOSS, you bought a very expensive private jet. If I beg you, maybe you have a chance to realize your wish. What would you say to the boss?"

Fang Xi was taken aback for a moment, stroking his palms and laughing. It seemed that Ogg's mind was not so rough on the outside.

But this is not difficult. After buying this private jet, Lu Wanqi used it once, thinking of this, Fang Xi said:

"Tomorrow I will send a private jet to Greece to pick us up to China, you can take a good look at that time."

Ogg also laughed together, and then talked about another thing:

"BOSS, when you came to Chicago, the old man from the University of Chicago invited you to give a lecture, why didn't you go?" Ogg asked another question.

Fang Xi lowered the back of the seat, and then lay down lazily. With the warmth of the car air conditioner, he felt a little drowsy. Hearing Ogg's words, he asked, "What do you think?"

Ogg was a little excited just because Fang Xi agreed to check the private jet request. Hearing Fang Xi say this, he immediately analyzed it with improvisation:

"I think the first one is because it was too sudden. BOSS, you are now a global celebrity. Six months ago, a singer came to Chicago for a concert. We started to promote it a year earlier. BOSS, you have more money than that singer. Now, how can it be so casual."

"Then I think it might also be because the old professor didn't say how much money to give." Ogg pouted: "Knowledge is priceless, but the spread of knowledge requires compensation. These people always want to empty the white wolf."

Fang Xi laughed softly while half-dreaming and half-awake, and said in a vague voice:

"It's not the time yet. When our second world is built, I will start a global speech tour to tell them that the new era is already..."

The beginning of this sentence can still be heard, the sound is gradually inaudible behind, and then only a slight snoring sound can be heard.

Ogg turned his head and looked at Fang Xi, who was already asleep. After hesitating, he lowered the speed of the car, and then turned on the air conditioner a little bit softer.

Then he grinned silently: BOSS is really at ease with himself.

Of course he didn't know how well Fang Xi's strengthened body was capable of hitting, and Fang Xi could wake up immediately if he was malicious.

The prerequisite for casually reassuring people is to have confidence in one's own strength.