I won't be a loser.

A plain voice sounded, a somewhat cold and low female voice, which surprised Xianren a little. The voice was quite nice.

"I posted a job opening online and saw your resume, Ms. Kosaka. I have something I'd like to ask you. I wonder if you have time now, Ms. Kosaka?"

"Have."

"Ms. Kosaka's resume doesn't look bad. Why didn't you submit it to a well-known club or a large company? Why did you choose to submit it to me?"

"There's no time limit. Other clubs and companies have no intention of recruiting. Besides, the salary is very generous. I'm very interested."

"Then may I ask Miss Kosaka if you know Fujiwara and Himeno?"

"Yes, we are a group, we are both unemployed, and they are right next to me."

"..."

Kousaka Iori looked at the two people waiting beside him. The two people who were in a similar situation as Kousaka Iori also looked very nervous at the moment, staring at the phone in front of them, while the wise man on the other end couldn't help but fall silent.

I had never expected this to happen. Thinking about the other party's answer, it seemed that the other party's original club was not in good condition. Does that mean that there were problems with the business?

It is not uncommon for a small club to disband due to financial problems. The former wise man also learned a lot about what happened in the industry from Eriri.

Now, from the mouth of Miss Kosaka, I suddenly felt the true cruelty of this industry, and I couldn't help but think seriously about it.

"Ms. Kousaka's club and the name of her work are..."

Kousaka Iori did not hide anything and told Kento the name of the club she belonged to and the works she had participated in.

He clicked on the webpage, entered the name of the other party's club and the name of the work, and after seeing the evaluation, he couldn't help but grin. Then he thought for a moment, asked the other party to wait for notification, hung up the phone, bought and downloaded the digital version online, wanting to see what level the other party's game was.

Three hours later——

The wise man who had finished the game sat quietly in front of the computer desk. He rubbed his forehead with his hand, and couldn't help closing his eyes. He thought seriously about the game he had just finished. What on earth had he wasted three hours of his life on?

His mind was blank, and he couldn't think of any key plot points, especially the name of the heroine. The scenes with age restrictions were also blurry in his mind and had no sense of reality at all.

"The script is too generic, the characters don't have any distinctive features, and everything else... is nothing special. The whole work gives people a feeling of..."

water.

There was nothing bad, and nothing good either, it was just a work with absolutely no distinctive features. After watching it, he felt that all his time, three hours, had been wasted.

The only evaluation he could give of the game's creative team was that it was of some standard, but not high.

As for the original painting, the level was within his expectations, but compared to Eriri, it was still far behind. He even looked up the name of the original painting and read her doujinshi.

"..."

It can't be said to be bad, but it does not really conform to the aesthetic taste of the wise. It may be because it is compared with those famous painters, but I always feel that their level is really average.

It doesn't meet the psychological expectations of the wise man. There was a bit of expectation on the original resume, but now it's... a bit disappointing.

“But there’s still room for improvement.”

He was only 21 years old and had plenty of time to develop slowly. He was not in a hurry and looked at his mobile phone again. He was silent for a moment and then called Kousaka Iori.

"Ms. Kosaka, I just tried to understand your previous work. Hmm, it barely met my expectations. I wonder if you would be willing to develop the game in Chiba?"

After the words fell, in the original club studio, Kousaka Iori looked at the other two people, Himeno Ikeru, who was the original artist, and Fujiwara Momoka, who was responsible for the script. They looked at each other. Fujiwara Momoka's expression did not seem to be very satisfied, while Himeno Ikeru thought for a moment and nodded hesitantly.

"Chiba is very close to Tokyo. We can be back in about an hour."

After hearing what Kousaka Iori said, Fujiwara Momoka nodded hesitantly, and tentatively agreed to this matter.

"We're fine."

Seeing that both of them agreed, Kousaka Iori also gave her own answer.

"Okay, then tomorrow afternoon at 3 o'clock, if you three are free, we can meet at a coffee shop near Chiba Station to discuss the details."

The three of them are basically unemployed at the moment, so they don’t care much about this matter and all agreed.

After confirming the meeting, he hung up the phone first. The other three sat in the office and looked at each other. Ji Naiyi, the original artist, took the initiative to talk about what had just happened.

"It sounds like a young man, is that okay?"

"And the tone sounded really loud, like something like 'barely meeting expectations'. It was really unpleasant!"

Fujiwara Momoka didn't say anything just now, but she was also full of dissatisfaction.

“But the salary is great.”

"..."

"..."

The expenses in Tokyo are very high. If the three of them don’t find a job within half a month with their small savings, they will have to consider whether to become bubble bath princesses next month.

Even if there is some dissatisfaction in the heart, one can only compromise with reality.

"Where's Sister Ningning?"

"The club is about to disband, and I feel very lost. I guess I'm thinking about the future."

Kousaka Iori glanced in the direction of the conference room and did not hide the fact that she was looking for a job from the other party. It seemed that the other party had also heard the conversation between the three of them.

There are some regrets in my heart, but everyone needs to live.

If a club that is not profitable and has low income continues to exist, it will only starve everyone to death. It would be better for everyone to find their own way out.

The wise man sitting in his room fell into silence for a while. Looking at the information on the screen in front of him, he couldn't help but pursed his lips, and then sighed softly. He didn't know what would happen after tomorrow's meeting.

"Let's proceed step by step. If we can reach an agreement, that would be great."

Today's wise men are already prepared for failure, but if they can succeed, it would be great.

After staying in the study for a while and working for a while, Xianren returned to his bedroom and made a series of phone calls before going to bed. After the calls ended, he lay down on his bed and fell asleep.

The next day.

As agreed, the wise man sat in the agreed coffee shop, and the three of them also came to the coffee shop together. As soon as they entered the shop, they attracted the wise man's attention.

"...They're all pretty good-looking, but their temperament doesn't seem to be the gentle type."

After confirming their seats, three young women with different temperaments and styles sat down at his table. Even the youngest of the three was one year older than the current sage.

While the wise man was observing the three people, the three people were also observing the wise man. When they saw the young face, they were all stunned. Their eyes met for a moment, and they were not clear about the current situation. They sat down and prepared to understand it. If the situation was not right, they would leave immediately!

"I'm the one who contacted Ms. Kosaka yesterday. You can just call me Miyamizu. I wonder which one is Ms. Kosaka?"

"I."

A woman with twintails, wearing a blue long-sleeved plaid shirt and glasses, raised her hand.

Even a sage had to admit that the other person's image matched his imagination of a programmer...

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Development of Samadhi

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Chiba New Story: 412. Charge in! The Final Chapter!

"The other two are Ms. Himeno and Ms. Fujiwara, right? Are you Ms. Fujiwara?"

After confirming Kousaka Iori's identity, Xianren's gaze fell on the other two people. After his gaze stayed on the blonde woman for a moment, he looked at the woman with long black hair and confirmed her identity.

Noticing the hidden gaze of the wise man, she lowered her head slightly, looked at herself, then looked at Fujiwara Momoka beside her, and Himeno Ikera's face suddenly became gloomy.

What do you mean?

"I'm Hime Noi-sara."

"Ah... I see. Sorry, I misjudged you. You're the one in charge of the key drawings, Ms. Himeno. Then this is Ms. Fujiwara, the one in charge of the script?"

Ji Noi Geng, who was somewhat dissatisfied in her heart, thought of the other party's identity and tried to suppress the anger that surged in her heart. She pursed her lips and turned her head away without looking at the boy in front of her. Fujiwara Momoka felt a little weird, as she felt that this boy didn't seem to be a good person either.

"Um, yes, I'm Fujiwara Momoka, the script manager. May I ask you something?"

There was some slight dissatisfaction in her heart, but she still admitted her identity. The boy opposite her nodded slightly.

"That's not a problem. Well, let's just say we've gotten to know each other. If you three have any questions, you can ask them now. I'll answer them to the best of my ability."

Hime Noi looked at Fujiwara Momoka, while Fujiwara Momoka's eyes fell on Kousaka Iori.

Before the three of them came, they had a lot of questions, but now after seeing the real person, they didn't know what questions to ask and suddenly fell into silence.

"How many people are there currently?"

"For now, there's only me. If three of you join the team, then there will be four of us."

"Will you be working in Chiba from now on?"

"There is no suitable workplace in Tokyo, so unfortunately, I will be working from my residence in Chiba for now."

Hearing that the other party was at the Chiba residence, the three of them fell silent again. Hime Noi gently tugged at the corner of Fujiwara Momoka's clothes with her hand under the table. The two looked at each other and both showed some intention of retreating.

"Is the monthly salary really 20 yen?"

"The basic monthly salary is 20 yen, and there are various other benefits. After the game is developed and released, there will also be bonuses. These will all be written into the contract, so you can rest assured."

After hearing about the monthly salary, Hime Igen and Fujiwara Momoka suddenly became quiet.

The monthly income of the two in their original club was not high, and it was barely enough to support themselves and supplement the family income. In addition to the basic work in the club, they had to take on some business orders to make a living. Fujiwara Momoka also relied on herself and the occasional royalties from magazines to ensure her life.

"I'm fine."

Kousaka Iori nodded slightly. She didn't want to ask much. The only thing she wanted to confirm was her monthly salary. She didn't care about anything else.

"So, if I pass today, I have to live in the same place with you and work with you from now on?"

Ji Naiyi couldn't help but frown and stared at the wise man sitting opposite her with an extremely dissatisfied look on his face.

"I'm not at home on weekdays, so most of the time, it's the three of you working together, and I only return home at night. Also, my residence in Chiba is a large single-family house with two floors. The first floor can be converted into a workplace, and the second floor can be used as a residence, which can save some money. Originally, I wanted to recruit all men, but I didn't expect the three of you to be in the same club. Considering the issue of coordination, I gave you three priority."

"are you still a student?"

"Chiba University, currently a freshman."

Jingjing told the three people in front of him his identity, and Ji Naiyi couldn't help but be stunned.

"20 years old?"

"No, 19."

Seeing a person who was younger than herself and others made Hime Noi feel insecure. She turned her head to look at Fujiwara Momoka and Kousaka Iori.

"Are you planning to develop the game yourself? It's a long process and the expenses involved are huge. Are you sure you want to form a club?"

Fujiwara Momoka was also a little surprised after hearing the other party's age, but looking at the other party's calm expression, Fujiwara Momoka felt a little special in her heart. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly opened her mouth to confirm.

"Of course, I've already made preparations and have the funds to spare. As long as the three of you join me, I can develop a satisfying game with peace of mind. That's all."

He raised a finger and the three of them looked at each other.

'Ten million yen. '

Deep down, none of them dared to think of the number 100 million yen, nor did they think that the boy in front of them could come up with such a figure.

"Ten million yen, assuming one person earns 25 yen per month, would mean a monthly expense of around 75 yen. Ten months would be 750 million yen. The remaining 250 million yen would be enough to buy some equipment, which is enough to develop a game."

They each thought about it in their hearts, looked at each other, and nodded.

I don’t know whose family the boy in front of me is from, but as long as he can provide income, it doesn’t matter.

"That's fine with me."

Fujiwara Momoka nodded and agreed. A monthly salary of 20 yen was not a low amount. Combined with her contributions to magazines, her monthly income was almost double that of her previous club.

"That's okay with me too."

Jinai was a little concerned about the age of the boy in front of her, but considering his income, she could still ignore it.

Kousaka Iori nodded slightly. For some reason, she had a good impression of the boy in front of her and felt that she could agree to it.

"Then we can talk about some things we need to pay attention to in the future. Also..."

In the afternoon, around four o'clock.

The wise man walking in front led the three people to his residence. When the three people standing at the door saw the exterior of the house, they felt that there was not much difference from their original society. Both used a house as a workplace, but the original house looked more spacious in appearance.

"Please come in."

The wise man walking in front entered the house, opened the door, took out the slippers prepared for the guests from the shoe cabinet, and entered the house first. The other three followed the wise man and entered the house together. The three of them were in the entrance together and did not feel crowded.

Moreover, when the three people entered the house, they found that the interior did not look as old as the exterior. Instead, the design was full of modern feel. When the three people entered the living room, they also felt the spaciousness of the living room.