Game production, I entered the Star Iron shooting CG

The junior high school girl couldn't even walk when she saw the desserts. She just stood there eating the Haagen-Dazs ice cream.

Shameful, so shameful!

Isn't the salary I give you enough to eat? !

An Yi couldn't help but cover her face and quickly asked someone to pull her back to her seat.

Everyone enjoyed the meal.

An Yi was more calm. He had even tasted space delicacies. Although these dishes were good, they were just good.

Pam can cook quite a few dishes, all of which are delicious.

Sometimes you will eat short hairs.

It would be nice if it didn't shed hair.

An Yi nonchalantly drank a spoonful of sea cucumber porridge, thinking about everyone on the Starry Sky Train.

He has been busy with company matters this month and really missed them a little. He has almost digested all the materials on hand.

It's time to go in and take another look.

However, An Yi was not too anxious, because after he left, the flow of time in the Star Railway World was almost still. To everyone in the train crew, he only stayed in the room for a minute or two.

Yang Hao's attention was not entirely focused on eating either.

As the second-in-command of Mihoyo, he has a lot to do.

Watching An Yi thinking while eating.

He couldn't help but wonder if there was anything he could do to help.

An Yi is really amazing.

He came up with the plan for the Starry Sky Railway and solved the funding problem. Within a month, he grew a makeshift team of only seven people into a company with more than one hundred people.

He led everyone to complete the development of the beta version of the game.

Now it just needs some minor adjustments and the issue of multi-platform adaptation needs to be resolved.

Look at the colleagues around me. The smiles on their faces are not fake. They are truly happy.

Mihoyo is a place where they can truly realize their ideals and values. The reason why they are so happy is precisely because of Anyi's excellent overall planning ability and everyone has their own responsibilities.

During this month, An Yi took the lead and directed everyone in the work, and never put on airs.

They leave work at a set time. Even those who want to work overtime will be persuaded, "Rome was not built in a day, and neither is our project. Only by taking a good rest can we work better."

It is said that respect is mutual. Anyi respects the rights and interests of its employees, and the employees will naturally reciprocate with sincerity.

This respect is reflected in every little detail in work and life.

Just like this celebratory dinner, it is an example.

If it were in other companies, not to mention whether employees had to pay for their own meals, just the idea of ​​using working time for dinner would be impossible.

They often choose rest days to occupy employees' rest time, and then call it team building, but in fact it is just paying to listen to the leader's bragging.

But this is completely different for Mihoyo under An Yi's leadership.

We come to eat, so we come to eat. The leader is speaking? Whoever wants to speak can speak. Toasting? Everyone is busy eating, who has the time for that?

Anyone who has worked should understand how rare it is to have such a pure dinner party!

Moreover, Yang Hao noticed that An Yi did not look relaxed.

When everyone puts down their burdens and eats and drinks leisurely.

He is still thinking about games and company operations!

Yang Hao's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

Sure enough, he was not wrong about him. An Yi was born to do this!

Everyone finished their meal and was in high spirits. Plus, tomorrow was the weekend and they didn’t have to go to work, so everyone wanted to find some place to have some fun.

Because there were so many people, no one could think of a suitable place to go for a while.

Fortunately, An Yi was well prepared and booked a pub in advance, and everyone moved on to the next venue.

Of course, there were also people who left early because they didn’t want to go or had other plans.

The rest of the people partying until midnight before going home.

……

This was different from the Mihuo group who happily boarded the bus to go to the celebration banquet.

Wu Zhifa's face was wrinkled into a ball.

Because he returned to Penguin Building to report in the morning without success.

He was scolded by his cousin, Wu Zhiqun, the general manager of Penguin Games.

"It doesn't matter if the acquisition fails, but you can't buy shares either? Are you fucking useless?"

"You can't even take over such a small company? Giving birth to a piece of barbecued pork is better than giving birth to you!"

But Wu Zhifa had no way of saying it. Later, when he realized that Mihuyou was powerful and wanted to increase investment, he was asked to leave.

And who knew Mihoyo was so powerful? Once the promotional CG was released, the popularity skyrocketed. Now this little money is not enough to spend.

"I don't care what's wrong with you. I'll double the funding for you. We can talk again this afternoon. If we can't come to an agreement, you don't have to come back!"

Thinking about the last words his cousin said, Wu Zhifa's brows were almost twisted together.

But when he arrived at the gate of Mihoyo at 1 p.m.

But I found the door was locked. I looked through the glass door and there was no one inside.

"Where are the people? Where are the Mihuyou people? Where did they go?"

Chapter 39: Mr. Wu, You Know Me

Wu Zhiyou's face was pale, as if he had lost his parents.

He stood in front of Mihoyo's gate in the cold wind for an entire afternoon, but no one came back.

Although I had no idea how to face the general manager's accountability when I got back, my feet had already reached the door of the general manager's office.

No, I didn’t find the person. It’s not my fault.

Wu Zhiyou gritted his teeth and knocked on the office door.

But I found that the door was not closed and it opened when I knocked.

Wu Zhiqun looked up and glanced at him, and he knew that this loser had failed to get anything done again.

But he had no intention of having an attack at all, because something more serious was happening now.

……

five minutes ago,

Secretary Xiao Li rushed into the manager's office, and the content of the report made Wu Zhiqun very upset.

"Mr. Wu, something bad has happened. Something bad has happened."

Wu Zhiqun was drinking tea and choked on the tea foam. He started to curse, "Who is wrong? Do you know how to speak?"

"According to the HR department, many employees want to resign. They have all submitted their resignation letters."

Wang Zhiqun was shocked when he heard this. He broke out in a cold sweat. He spilled the hot tea all over his hands but could not take care of it. He said anxiously, "What?! What happened? Tell me quickly."

"Mr. Wu, most of them are art positions. There are also technical positions but they are slightly less."

Xiao Li took the information and reported briefly: "There are almost 80 people now."

"Let the Human Resources Department withhold the resignation letter first..."

Wu Zhiqun frowned upon hearing this. With such a large number of resignations, Penguin Games hasn't had any negative news recently.

Is Mihoyo so attractive? !

You know, judging from the information of people who intend to leave submitted by the Human Resources Department, these are young talents with extremely high technical potential.

Boom!

Wu Zhiqun slammed his teacup on the table and said, "Didn't I ask the management to hold a meeting every day after work to strengthen the ideological education of the employees? What the hell did they do?"

"Hurry up, prepare the conference room, I'll come in person, damn, what a bunch of rubbish!"

Still holding a meeting? Mr. Wu, good idea.

Xiao Li on the side was hesitant to speak. Looking at the furious Wu Zhiqun, he decided not to get into trouble.

ten minutes later.

Most of Penguin Games' senior management and elite talents came to the conference room.

Looking at the huge crowds of people in the audience, Wu Zhiqun felt a lot of emotions.

What a great talent, he must stay in our Penguin!

Watch me turn the tide and keep our roots!

Wu Zhiqun organized his thoughts and began his performance.

"Everyone, I'm confused today. Because I heard that many people want to leave Penguin Games, this huge ship that will never sink..."

"I regret their choice."

"As a young man, you are easily influenced by external factors and it is inevitable that you will make some mistakes."

"But, today I will give you a second chance to choose. As long as you withdraw your resignation letter and take the initiative to come over to work overtime on the weekend, I promise that I will not make things difficult for you just because you want to leave."

"Also, Mihoyo's popularity is only temporary. They were founded just a month ago and don't have enough foundation. They just got lucky and attracted a few attentions. Their luck won't always be this good."

"If you choose to leave Penguin and join Mihoyo, I can only say that I respect your choice. But Penguin Games will never hire anyone from Mihoyo in the future."

Wu Zhiqun's speech came to a temporary halt to give employees time to digest the information.

Some of the senior managers below nodded.

The elites also began private discussions.

After a while, everyone sounded their agreement.

Having been in the workplace for so long, they naturally understand what their leaders say, and whether it is right or wrong is not important at all.

The important thing is: you must agree with what your leader says.

"Oh, yes! Do a makeshift team like Mihuyou know what management is?"

"Who wants to resign? Whoever leaves is a fool!"

"Mr. Wu is right."

……

Wu Zhiqun, who was behind the microphone, felt much better when he heard the voices coming from the audience.

Sure enough, at this emergency moment.

We still have to rely on ourselves to support the collapsing building!

I really don't understand how these management meetings are held every day? They can't even keep people?

Wu Zhiqun put away the smile on his face and continued:

"I'm sure everyone here is well aware of the size of the penguin."

"Next, we will launch a public relations campaign. Mihoyo is just a small flame, and we are the ones who will put it out!"

Having said that.

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

Has it reached the point where public relations needs to take action?

A well-known fact.

Under the manipulation of dark forces, netizens who are unaware of the truth can easily be implanted with certain concepts.

Then he was dragged into a cyber war by the internet trolls.