At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Wen came out of Teacher Yang's office and left the high school.

After asking some questions, Chen Wen failed to get a positive answer. After all, he was in school. Yang Yiguo had to at least ask the teacher in charge of these matters before he could give him an answer.

Fortunately, Chen Wen is not in a hurry now. There are still several months until graduation, so he can take his time in making these preparations.

After returning home, Chen Wen resumed the mode of cutting videos while chatting with Jiang Qiu on WeChat.

My dear little girlfriend: My cousins ​​are leaving after dinner, I’m free tonight!

Chen Wen: Sleep here with me?

My dear little girlfriend: What are you thinking about?

My dear little girlfriend: I mean you can go out and play at six or seven in the evening.

My dear little girlfriend: There’s something wrong with you (hum hum)

Chen Wen: What to play?

My dear little girlfriend: Let’s go to Yintai. I remember there is a piano on the third floor there. I’ll stop by to record some material for use.

Chen Wen: OK, I'll pick you up at half past six.

My dear little girlfriend: Waiting for you~

…

During dinner, Chen Wen looked at his phone from time to time.

Chen Jianhua, who rarely eats at home, knocked on the table and said, "What are you looking at? Eat."

"I'm chatting with Qiuqiu, right?" Xu Xuejing laughed.

Chen Wen put away his cell phone and lowered his head to eat in embarrassment.

"I will accompany her to Yintai in the evening instead of staying at home."

"Aren't you coming back to live?"

"...Of course I'm back."

"What are the plans for next year?" Chen Jianhua took a sip of white wine and asked while picking up vegetables.

"School starts in March, defense in May, and graduation in June."

"I didn't ask you this, I was talking about the internship, do you have any ideas?"

"Didn't my brother go?"

"What's going on? Are you two so blessed that you don't know how blessed you are? How many people ask for it but I still don't give it."

"..." Chen Wen was helpless, "I'm doing fine now."

"You will know when you are really short of money." Chen Jianhua snorted coldly, "Why don't your elder brother have to ask me to borrow money?"

Chen Wen: "?"

Seeing Chen Wen's confused expression, Chen Jianhua curled his lips and said, "Otherwise, do you think that guy is willing to come to the company?"

"My own game company is short of money and I don't want to work for other companies, so I turned to me."

"I don't know what he thinks, spending hundreds of millions of dollars on a game."

"When he pays all the losses this time, you will know how difficult it is for a company to truly succeed."

This was the first time Chen Wen had heard of this situation.

Last time his elder sister told him that his eldest brother Chen Gong had gone to Yindong Plastic Mold Company, he thought it was because his eldest brother was old enough to think about it.

It turned out to be to raise funds for his own game company?

In fact, with the strength of his game company, if the projects he develops really need to be financed, the money will definitely be high.

But for those investors who make large investments, other things besides simple interest income are more valuable.

Chen Gong didn't want to pay too much, so he had to find another way.

In the end, I had no choice but to go to my dad to sell myself.

Fortunately, the game company has been on the right track in recent years. As the leader, he no longer has to do everything personally. Most things are handled by his subordinates.

Otherwise, it would be really easy to be distracted by running in both directions.

But this is not important to Chen Wen.

He doesn't play games anyway.

Although it costs money to make something by hand, compared to the hundreds of millions my brother spent to develop the game, his expenditure is completely trivial.

It's far from the point where I need to ask my dad for help.

Especially after winning the top 100 award, the quality of advertising invitations received by the backend these days is getting better and better.

There are quite a few asking prices in six figures.

If he was really willing to be diligent, there would be no problem in buying the house in one lump sum, let alone the down payment.

Apart from that, it was difficult for him to think of other places where he would need to spend a lot of money.

"I've finished eating."

Chen Wen put down the clean dishes and chopsticks, stood up and walked to the sofa, put on his down jacket, "Let's go first."

After going out, a gust of cold wind blew, and Chen Wen suddenly felt refreshed.

To be honest, given the domestic game environment, if I spend hundreds of millions on a game this time, the probability of it crashing in the end is probably over 90%.

If you can recover your costs, you will be considered a winner.

Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, Chen Wen looked at the time and saw that it was only a few minutes before six-thirty, so he sent Jiang Qiuyi a WeChat message.

When he walked to the door of Jiang Qiuyi's community, he saw her standing there waving to him, then trotting and throwing herself into his arms.

"I miss you so much!"

"It's only been half a day."

"you do not miss me?"

"……think."

"It's only been half a day, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Wen stopped talking, pinched her cheek, held her little hand, and walked slowly towards Yintai.

Jiang Qiu raised his chin proudly, hummed a tune, intertwined his fingers with Chen Wen, and rubbed his fingers on the back of Chen Wen's hand from time to time.

The two of them strolled around leisurely like they did in the morning. Jiang Qiuyi chatted with him about his cousin, and Chen Wen also shared with her what he had just learned about his brother.

"What kind of game is it? It costs so much?!" When Jiang Qiuyi heard the word hundreds of millions, he opened his mouth and was a little stunned. He couldn't imagine it.

After all, although she knew that Chen Wen's brother Chen Gong had opened a game company before, most of what she learned from Aunt Xu and Uncle Chen was that it was "just a small broken company."

Which small company dares to spend hundreds of millions just to make a game?

"I don't know either. I'll ask you when I see you during the New Year."

Chen Wen thought for a while. He had also played games from his brother's company, but games such as card drawing and turn-based games were not to his liking. After trying them, he threw them aside.

I don’t know what the game is like this time.

"Remember to tell me when the game is released! I will support it!"

"It's probably still early."

A game like this can be developed normally for several years.

Chen Wen held her little hand until they walked to Yintai and didn't think about it again.

The two went shopping on the first and second floors, and Jiang Qiuyi bought him a black scarf, which was one and a half meters long.

After finding the free piano on the third floor, Jiang Qiuyi held a cup of hot milk tea and saw a parent playing the piano with a child there, so he pulled Chen Wen to sit down on the bench and put his new scarf on him.

Grab half of it and wrap it around yourself. The length is just right.

"It's a bit hot." Chen Wen took a sip of Jiang Qiuyi's hot milk tea and wrapped a scarf with her warmth and breath around his neck. He felt that he wouldn't feel cold even if he took off his down jacket.

"Then unzip it?"

"Are you here again?" Chen Wen subconsciously covered the zipper of his down jacket and looked around.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, most students have gone on holiday, and Yintai City has become completely lively. At night, it is very lively with people coming and going.

If Jiang Qiuyi got into his clothes here, he might not be able to stay there for a second.

"You've done it this morning, are you still shy?" Jiang Qiuyi put the milk tea on Chen Wen's face, then put it into Chen Wen's hand. Seeing that the piano over there was free, he stood up and said, "

Hold it for me and go record the material~"

Seeing her walking towards the piano, Chen Wen unzipped his down jacket and felt a little cooler.

Holding warm milk tea in one hand and taking out his mobile phone in the other, Chen Wen turned on the video recording function, preparing to be a faithful video camera.

The song "Good Luck Comes" sounded on the third floor of Yintai City, reaching the eardrums of the people around.
To be continued...