It was already eleven o'clock when he got home.

When I opened the door and entered the house, I was already drunk.

The body is swaying.

Brother Guang was walking out. He seemed to have something to do. He saw that he was leaning a little and helped him.

"How much have you drunk?"

"So many, countless."

"Drinking beer?"

"White wine."

"Can you drink wine like this?" Brother Guang said.

"I can't count how many cups there are. They are all full. Do you want to try?" Su Qingyue said this as she had exhausted her last strength.

Brother Guang was left stunned.

Amu opened the door from the back room and helped him in.

I smelled Amu's faint body fragrance and heard her complain softly: Why did she drink so much?

I originally wanted to say: When two armies meet, the brave one wins!

But the words that came to his lips stopped abruptly as sleep came over him.

The highly vigilant mind instantly relaxed.

The warmth of home, like a gentle sea, enveloped him.

The moment his body touched the soft mattress, he fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but Li Lin and Gao Yanhai appeared in the dream again and again.

They are in Jiao Kejun's office.

A voice rang out: "There is no problem with the research and development of our focus. We asked Mr. Su to solve the marketing problem. The most important thing about the game is the depth. Our research and development content has been improved very well. If we add it temporarily, the priority will actually be very high."

Low." It was Li Lin, Su Qingyue heard it.

Then Gao Yanhai said: "It is impossible for any product to be perfect. I think it is still a marketing problem. If you go to any forum or any official website, there is no game that will not be criticized. We only serve a specific group of people. This

It’s a very normal thing.”

These sounds appeared over and over again.

So much so that Su Qing felt that all of this really happened.

Until I woke up from the dream and saw the still dark room.

Amu's silky breathing.

His mouth was dry and he got out of bed to drink water, only to realize that it was just a dream.

But I couldn't remember what Jiao Kejun's attitude was despite repeated recollections.

It seemed like a blank in the dream.

Then he fell asleep again, but continued the meeting.

Li Lin and Gao Yanhai still repeated those words.

In Su Qingyue's mind, a voice echoed over and over again: The attack must succeed in one blow.

The current situation is that I can't wait, Jiao Kejun can't wait, and Focus probably can't wait either.

So there's only one hit, one chance.

When I woke up in the morning, it was already half past six.

Su Qingyue wanted to continue sleeping.

But when he thought about what happened last night, he felt that he had to suppress them in all aspects.

I steeled myself and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I feel much refreshed.

Then he put on his clothes and got ready to go to work.

On the bed, Ah Mou opened her eyes drowsily, looked at him and asked, "How much did you drink yesterday?"

Su Qingyue said: "I don't remember either, I just remember drinking all the time."

"Don't do this in the future," Ah Mou said, "It's not that I hate you, I just think it's not good for your health. And the way you looked yesterday..."

"Stop...I know." Su Qingyue blocked Amu's mouth.

The biggest "embarrassment" in life is the reappearance of a drunken gaffe.

I didn’t have much appetite, so I drank a cup of Sanjiu Weitai and went out.

He took a taxi.

It was only 7:25 when we arrived at work.

At the elevator entrance, I met the guy in red clothes again, still holding a bag of buns in his hand.

It's actually stuffed with chives.

Su Qingyue wanted to say: "Can't you change the taste?"

I felt that his whole face looked bad, with a strong tinge to it.

Fortunately, the unit was only on the seventh floor, so they endured the smell and walked out.

Su Qingyue returned to his office.

A cup of green tea as usual.

Looking out the window.

Summer is coming soon, and Pingjing is getting hotter day by day.

It's getting dark early. There are still very few people downstairs in the company.

The traffic coming from Qinghe has not yet filled Xueyuan Road.

It's flat in the distance.

Apart from the school, there are just a few low buildings.

A voice appears again and again, recalling the internal logic of Focus and what happened last night.

He forced himself to think rationally.

Don't target people, only target things. Are Li Lin and Gao Yanhai really targeting themselves?

It's still about things.

Jiao Kejun changed because of the pressure of reality.

But Li Lin and Gao Yanhai obviously haven't realized that the crisis has come.

Think back to what happened last night.

Su Qingyue realized that if he just proposed a conventional plan like an expansion pack, it would not be convincing enough.

If you try to insert all the changes, you will definitely encounter strong opposition.

In the end, even if Jiao Kejun gave his full support, it could not change the fact.

It's just that the whole thing is unexecutable.

It must be done in one step.

Otherwise, the industry prestige that I have finally accumulated in Hualu will be lost.

But what to do?

Su Qing thought more and more, but it was already determined that the original idea was not feasible.

The lights outside come on.

People keep coming into my workstation.

There are more and more people.

He went out to get water and met Li Lin and Gao Yanhai when he came back.

The three of them met each other, and Su Qingyue politely called out: Mr. Li, Mr. Gao.

The latter two obviously haven't recovered from yesterday's drunkenness, and their eyes are staring blankly.

Especially Gao Yanhai, he doesn’t touch his headphones anymore.

He was stunned when he heard Su Qingyue calling him.

He asked, "You came so early." His voice was weak, and he took a breath after saying it, as if he couldn't breathe.

"well enough."
To be continued...