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Chapter 150: Conversation

The building stands majestic, but has not yet been officially opened.

Everyone in the current office is still in that small building with a history of nearly a hundred years.

The small building is made of brick-concrete structure, gray brick walls and cyan tiles.

There are some signs of rain on the wall.

The area is not large, the Ioni-style columns and the walls are cold white.

The street outside the courtyard gate is not prosperous and very quiet.

Same as the corridor here.

Apart from the branches blown by the wind, the clamoring sounds were all the sound of Su Qingyue and Tianlei's footsteps.

This is the first time he has walked into this place.

But it's not unfamiliar.

The cold white walls of the small building, old-fashioned wooden doors, and quiet corridors are like my father's unit when I was a child.

Su Qingyue could imagine that there was an old-fashioned wooden table after entering.

Several people wearing Zhongshan suits sat opposite each other.

Su Qingyue thought, what Fu Sichang might ask him about purifying the environment?

A whole morning of hot media.

They must have noticed it, too.

The conference room was on the third floor, and Tian Lei knocked on the door and went in.

No vintage table.

Fu Sichang was with the other three people.

The conference table is very new, the paint surface is very bright, and you can see the figure clearly.

They are all from this industry management department, and two Su Qingyue have seen them at Gameyoung.

Several people sat down.

After the greetings, I went straight to the topic.

One is always talking about the reasonable compliance issues involved in the gaming field.

Another one is about future directional development.

There is also a woman who keeps taking notes.

Almost no words were spoken.

Although the whole atmosphere is quite serious, it does not feel depressing. Fu Sichang smiled and said, "I originally wanted to communicate and remind you today, but I didn't expect that when I woke up in the morning, I heard the news. I got in the car again, and the TV station was broadcasting it. You did a good job, and we have always wanted to find an opportunity to regulate this issue."

"A industry cannot violate public order and good customs, which is a harm to the entire industry. The game industry has just emerged, and many rules and regulations are not very perfect, and the awareness of practitioners also needs to be improved. We have been working hard and hope that more manufacturers can participate and issue relevant rules and regulations as soon as possible to ensure that although this industry is running wildly, it will not deviate too far." Another person spoke.

He wears a pair of black glasses.

Looking at the files in the folder, "You have done a good job, which has given us an opportunity and a new idea," he said.

Tian Lei nodded, "We only learned about this matter yesterday afternoon and immediately dealt with it overnight. Unexpectedly, the industry resonated very much, and many media people also responded strongly. We all hope to have a joint action to show our attitude."

Listening to Tian Lei say, Fu Sichang nodded from time to time.

He wore a dark gray jacket today.

It looks more energetic than the previous suit.

After a while, he looked at Su Qingyue and asked with interest: "Are you the initiator?"

"Yes, he is our marketing center director, Su Qingyue." Tian Lei introduced.

"Actually, my idea was not mature at the beginning of this matter." Su Qingyue said, obviously noticing the person on the other side and looking at him. He then said: "I think the most important thing should be Mr. Li Yonghao and Mr. Tian. Without their support, this idea would not be realized at all."

Su Qingyue said so.

It's not that he is modest, but that he really thinks so.

Because there is no industry's current situation and dilemma.

There was no Li Yonghao and Tian Lei’s lobbying.

The powers I activated did not have such a big impact at all.

Maybe it will backfire.

Fu Sichang nodded and asked again: "How is it? What's the effect since the release of this statement? You can tell us."

"The main effect is that the download website has been deleted under pressure," Su Qingyue said: "At the same time, the media's reaction also showed the public the positive image of the game industry. I think it is conducive to the long-term development of the entire industry. For specific publishing data, player feedback, and traffic from the websites of each participating manufacturer, I can organize a document to you later."

After he spoke, he looked at Tian Lei.

Tian Lei smiled, obviously satisfied with Su Qingyue's answer.

It also added: "If the top-down specifications can be made in the next step, the network environment will definitely get better and better."

"Of course, this is also our next phase of work goal."

As both sides said, the atmosphere became a little more active.

Su Qingyue felt that these people were smart and capable, serious but flexible.

They have been paying attention to the entire industry.

In such an environment, it is a blessing for the industry to have such a group of people.

After a while, he and Tianlei left.

Back in the car.

There was another traffic jam on the road.

I feel that traffic jams in Pingjing are always around, regardless of time or place.

The tall buildings are surging outside the window.

Circles are drawn in many places, saying "demolition".

Some big billboards are all about real estate.

On the side of the Fourth Ring Road, some houses have been sold for tens of thousands of yuan.

Su Qingyue felt that buying a house by himself was still a very distant thing.

But I can't live in the same small house with Amu all the time.

He felt he needed to settle a home.

A private space with Amu.

Tian Lei next to him told him: "Qingyue, go back and make a summary in time." After saying that, he remembered something: "There are not too many counting for 72 hours, but you need to find a typical example."

"I understand." Su Qingyue nodded.

Su Qingyue has a professional economics background and has experience in media, so these are naturally no problem.

Tian Lei smiled and asked him if he was very tired, after all, he didn't sleep all night.

Su Qingyue replied: "It's really a bit late at night, but it's okay now."

"No matter what job or exercise in the world, the most important and basic thing is physical strength," he said.

Su Qingyue admitted this, but he thought he was energetic.

When he was in high school, he often got up at 4:55 to study.

I went to bed at 22:30 pm.

It's nothing to do if you do this every day for three years.

So for him, it's okay.

When he arrived at the unit, he immediately asked Xiao Yu and Zhou Ziyou to do statistics.

The methods and methods were informed, and the collection of tomorrow's newspapers was emphasized.

I went to the tea room to make a cup of strong tea.

Jia Naixiang came in from outside and didn't receive water. He obviously had something to say to him.

Su Qingyue raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything wrong?" He was curious, what else he wanted to say.

"I don't know what went wrong with my phone last night, and I couldn't catch up with such a big deal." He scratched his head, "I woke up in the morning and found that the Sim card was not in the service area. I asked why no one looked for me all night." He explained abnormally.

Su Qingyue was a little uncomfortable.

But thinking about it, since Jia Naixiang’s ex-girlfriend’s incident, his attitude has indeed changed a little.

It should be said that Jia Naixiang has indeed been much silent and low-key recently.

He smiled and responded: "It's okay, such a temporary notice cannot be guaranteed to be heard by anyone."

"Well, you can understand," he said.

This symbolically took a cup of coffee and left.

Su Qingyue returned to her seat and thought that tomorrow would be the weekend and she could have a good sleep.

At this time, the phone remembered.

It was a strange number, he picked it up.

A familiar voice came from the receiver.

"May I ask, is it Mr. Su Qingyue?"

“Yes, I am.”

Su Qingyue replied, feeling that his voice sounded familiar, and that a foreigner spoke almost standard Mandarin.

It is undeniable that Pingjing's accent is very good.

The next moment, he knew who it was.

There was also said: "I am Choi Seung-woo from Hanjin Network, South Korea. We have met at Gameyoung. At that time, I said I would visit Pingjing. Do you still remember?"

"Remember, remember." Su Qingyue said, asking again: "Then are you in Pingjing now?"

"Yes." He smiled.

Su Qingyue thought of his appearance in his mind.

Not tall, with a square face and small eyes.

A little bearded and with silver-edged glasses.

The two of them exchanged a few greetings and decided to get together on the weekend.

I hung up the phone and looked at the watch that it was time to get off work.

Su Qingyue took a taxi home.
Chapter completed!
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