The game is only half finished, and the entire internet is begging for an update!

"what?"

Sheng Tinglan's eyes widened instantly.

"President Jiang, what do you mean...?"

"Just...just your name?!"

That's a national competition!

It was broadcast live across the entire internet for a week.

Other teams would love to bring their programmers, artists, designers, sound engineers, and testers with them.

What did his boss say?

He's going to solo it?!

Do you think this is some kind of Dynasty Warriors game where you mow down enemies?!

We're here to make an appearance, so don't show your butt!

Seeing Sheng Tinglan's expression as if she had seen a ghost, Jiang Bo remained completely calm.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with me going?"

"Didn't you just say that?"

"The workload for 'Dating Requires Talking to People' is huge; the company has already invested a considerable amount of money in this project. It's probably close to a million in total, right?"

Sheng Tinglan nodded subconsciously.

"almost."

This amount of investment is certainly no longer the small-scale operation that Chaoxi Games has been making before.

"This is real money! All the profits the company is making right now are being poured into this project. Lao Ma and the others are currently in a crucial period of bursting with inspiration. You want me to pull people out of their ranks at this time?"

"That wasn't just whipping me, it was practically sucking my blood!"

"What if they go to participate in this intense, high-pressure competition, and then their inspiration runs dry, and they can't write that melancholic feeling of love anymore?"

"Our company is already short-staffed, and everyone has their own tasks. We need to learn to be flexible!"

Sheng Tinglan nodded again.

"Well...we really can't afford to be short-staffed."

"That's right!"

Jiang Bo slapped his thigh.

"In that case, wouldn't it be perfect for me to go?"

"All things considered, with the company's projects currently on track, the person with the most time and who best meets the requirements is undoubtedly me!"

"I'm all alone watching over you all, I have to do something!"

Sheng Tinglan: "..."

This logic seems to make no problem.

But upon closer reflection, Mr. Jiang, you are the boss!

Sheng Tinglan opened her mouth, wanting to offer advice, but didn't know where to begin. This was the predicament of small companies having no one available!

Jiang Bo slowly stood up.

"Xiao Lan, you must never underestimate your boss!"

"I didn't intervene before because I was giving everyone a chance to train. But now, it's obvious..."

"It's my turn! I'm going to compete, and that's the locally optimal solution!"

Sheng Tinglan's expression grew increasingly complicated as she listened, a thousand complaints swirling in her mind, yet she didn't know where to begin.

She really wanted to say something.

General Jiang.

If you had been this capable earlier, the company wouldn't have almost gone bankrupt, right?

Why did you have to wait until now, until the national tournament, to suddenly awaken your true potential?!

Were you hiding your true strength in the starting village all this time?!

Or perhaps there's an old man inside you who's been absorbing your abilities?

Moreover, the local optimal solution you mentioned is not necessarily the global optimal solution, is it?

Or should we hire some more people?

At this moment, Sheng Tinglan suddenly understood the feeling of emptiness, exhaustion, yet happiness that Ma Shangfei had experienced when he left Jiang Bo's office.

Too dangerous.

This office is really not a place you can stay for long!

Across from her, Jiang Bo didn't notice the change in her gaze, or rather, even if he did, he didn't care.

The more he thinks about it, the more reasonable it seems.

A boss, competing alone.

The entries were drawn on-site and broadcast live nationwide.

Other teams brought their full teams, while Chaoxi Games only sent its boss.

How could the discussion be low after this scene was shown?

Sheng Tinglan took a deep breath, trying to use reason to bring her boss back to reality.

"Mr. Jiang, I admit that you have some talent in game design and team building."

"But that was a completely closed-off on-site development project, with no outside support. You were fighting alone, without even anyone to bring you food or water."

"What if we run into a problem and get stuck? There's not even a way to discuss it!"

"Eh..."

Jiang Bo stroked his chin, seemingly realizing the problem as well.

Makes sense!

Going alone might be fun to show off, but without anyone to keep you company, it feels a bit empty.

Jiang Bo paused, seemingly after a fierce internal struggle, before finally relenting.

"What you said makes sense."

"Going to a large venue with hundreds of people by myself, being stared at by so many eyes, I'm afraid I'll have some social anxiety."

"You should know that I have an ISFJ personality type..."

"How about this..."

Jiang Bo peered through the glass door and carefully considered the current configuration of Chaoxi Games.

"Then let's take Zhaozhao with us!"

"Who?!"

"Mr. Jiang, are you serious?"

Should we bring Zhaozhao along?

Shen Zhaozhao? Managing Shen Zhaozhao?

Which company participates in a game development competition without bringing their technical backbone and an operations person?

The boss adds operations.

One is responsible for acting crazy.

One person is responsible for posting on Weibo.

Does it really have to be this abstract?

The Earth has rotated upside down again, and its equator has changed drastically once more!

Jiang Bo, on the other hand, had an inscrutable expression.

"Of course you don't understand. On the real battlefield, the power of operations far exceeds your imagination. Go, call her in."

Ok!

My poor Zhaozhao!

Who doesn't have to appease their boss at work? Good luck!

Two minutes later.

Shen Zhaozhao stood in the boss's office, looking completely bewildered.

She was just sitting at her desk studying the promotional copy for "Love Requires Talking to People".

Before I could even think of a title, Sheng Tinglan called me over.

Moreover, Sheng Tinglan's expression was very strange throughout the journey.

There's a kind of pity that I want to say something, but don't know where to begin.

Shen Zhaozhao's heart skipped a beat.

She had seen that look in the eyes of those exiled to Lingnan!

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang, you wanted to see me?"

Shen Zhaozhao asked timidly.

Jiang Bo leaned back in the boss's chair, his smile amiable.

"Zhaozhao."

"A good opportunity has arrived."

"Registration for the 33rd National Mini-Game Competition is now open."

"After careful consideration, I have decided to send you as a core member to participate in this competition with me."

"Check out the competition schedule, and remember to pack your bags!"

Shen Zhaozhao: "..."

what?

She looked at Sheng Tinglan.

Sheng Tinglan met her gaze.

The two looked at each other like Xiahou Dun looking at Yang Jian, their eyes meeting.

Shen Zhaozhao's heart sank.

Go to a competition? Develop a game?!

I?!

As a liberal arts student, her coding skills were limited to knowing Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V. If she went a little further, she could only write a simple "Hello world" code!

With her savings.

Mr. Jiang taking her to this kind of development competition where gods are fighting is no different from taking a magic wand to the Causeway Bay leadership selection!

"No, no, no! Mr. Jiang, I can't!"

Shen Zhaozhao waved her hands and shook her head frantically, every cell in her body resisting.

"I don't know anything! What could I do there? It's being broadcast live across the entire internet! Wouldn't I look ridiculous?"

At this moment, Shen Zhaozhao felt a strong sense of powerlessness, as if her life was not in her own hands.

Is this the tragedy of the working class?

What kind of career development path is this?

My first month's salary hasn't even arrived yet!

"Besides, Mr. Jiang, you know me well!"

In order to save her life, Shen Zhaozhao started to make fun of herself like crazy, even resorting to metaphysics.

"My birth chart is incompatible with these kinds of large-scale public appearances!"

"From childhood to adulthood, whenever my mentor asked me to do some chores, it was either windy or rainy."

"I can't help you! Taking me along would be a huge negative influence!"