This Su Wen is young, but he is a rare master of painting cakes!

However, all those who can sit in this scene are outstanding talents in the field of painting cakes. They treat their subordinates, leaders, and superior departments every day. The highest level of painting cakes is that as they draw, they even believe that there is really a cake to eat ahead.

"Mr. Su Wen, I believe that Ren Hell spent a lot of money to develop new equipment, and it was also to seek sufficient returns, right?"

An old man above his head spoke.

He is just a person who never believes in the painting of the cake. Those beautiful language and moral kidnappings are just means to scatter others. I am afraid that only young people who have just graduated will believe these nonsense.

What he needs is the immediate benefits, the visible and tangible wealth.

As a gaming media worker, he has learned more and more about the amazing consumption capacity of people in the entertainment industry in recent years. Some young people who seem petty in their daily lives do not even blink when they start playing games.

And what Ren Hell developed was more than just a cake, it was simply a gold mine.

As long as it is operated properly, Ren Hell can develop this game into a world where even breathing costs.

"It's not the case. Our philosophy is to bring more interesting games to everyone equally. The building of the New World has been completed, but there is still a dark cloud above the building."

This kid seems to be determined to go further and further on the road to painting cakes!

"I wonder what Mr. Su Wen refers to as 'black clouds'? What can we old guys help?"

The bald old man asked patiently.

"What I mean by dark clouds is of course the ones present."

"What do you mean?"

The person with a temptation turned his face and asked Su Wen.

The atmosphere at the moment is no longer like a closed-door meeting. Su Wen invited them to come, not as if he was negotiating the matter of sharing the cake, but rather humiliating them in front of them.

"Sorry, I'm not targeting you. I just say that your code of conduct will make our philosophy impossible. Before that, I listened to the opinions of some professionals - it is said that once a game manufacturer that was unable to reach an agreement with you in terms of interests will encounter various obstacles in the subsequent release process."

The harm of public opinion, obstruction of policies, and even direct recruitment of pro-gangsters to cause trouble at the press conference.

Many of these people have close ties with the underground world of City X because they rely on these small means to make a fortune.

Even if he doesn't invite these people to attend a closed-door meeting, these local snakes will come to you sooner or later.

So, he decided to solve these troubles at once.

And here, there is an old saying that snake hits seven inches.

"So, I hope you can answer me clearly. Regarding our ideas, please raise your hands and let me understand."

"I object!"

The person who spoke was the bald old man just now. While he spoke, he edited a message on his mobile phone with a gloomy face and sent it out.

As a local snake, it naturally looks like a local snake.

Before rushing to this closed-door meeting, they had already investigated Su Wen's background - Su Wen's family can barely be considered rich in City X, but that's all, and it's still quite far from the real upper class. Even if Su Wen's parents saw many of the people present, they had to speak politely.

The reason why they patiently accepted Su Wen's invitation was entirely due to Ren Dihe's face.

"Mr. Su Wen, you are not afraid of the strong wind and your tongue flashing. It is not a good thing for young people to be stubborn. It seems that you need to learn more about cooperation. After you understand how to cooperate with others, let's talk about it."

After the news was posted, the bald old man left.

Although he was a little indignant, he had met many straightforward and unscrupulous young people in the past. These people usually learn the spirit of cooperating with others after encountering some "setbacks".

Su Wen did not stop him and allowed the bald old man to push the door out. Everyone present also talked about it. Seeing that Su Wen had no sincerity, many people also had the idea of ​​leaving.

“It’s a waste of time.”

The bald old man couldn't help but curse inwardly when he went out, and then said to the bodyguard waiting at the door, "You'll ask someone to stare at his car and teach him a lesson."

The bodyguard nodded expressionlessly, followed the bald old man without saying much.

The two walked into the elevator, but the moment the elevator door was closed, the bodyguard directly reached out and pressed the old man's neck, lifting him up.

"You, what do you want to do? How much did that boy Su Wen give you?"

“It has nothing to do with money.”

Under the terrified gaze of the bald old man, the bodyguard's tall body shrank a circle, his upright figure took off, and his buzz cut also turned into a Mediterranean hairstyle that he had entered the old age. Wrinkles appeared on the hands pressed on his neck, and a conspicuous age spots appeared on the back of his hand.

He saw the peeling skin and the appearance that eventually became exactly the same as him.

"What are you!"

"I am Sun He, a game media practitioner."

"Sun He"'s words made the bald old man stand up, because this sentence was exactly his "self-modest" when he was interviewed by other media people. His tone and eyes were exactly the same as himself. At this moment, he felt as if he saw himself in the mirror.

The elevator door is open.

His light saw the security guard in the distance, and his eyes that were about to dim down regained a little more spirit.

"Help, help!"

He tried his best to ask for help from the security guards in the distance. His request for help was immediately responded. The two security guards took out their sticks and rushed over quickly.

"Be careful, that person is a monster!"

While speaking, "Sun He" let go of his hand, and the bald old man rolled out of the elevator. Before the security guard rushed in, the elevator door closed again, and the floor showed that the elevator returned to the number of floors where the closed-door club was located.

"Catch him!"

The bald old man looked back at the two bodyguards, but then he discovered a little unusual.

Why didn't these two security guards show any surprise when they saw the two of them?

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people will not be scared by this scene.

unless……

From the very beginning, they knew that this would happen.

He also quickly realized that these two security guards were hired by Liao's real estate.

The next second, the bald old man widened his eyes, and the two security guards raised the stick in their hands and hit him and hit him in a scattered manner.

…………………………

A few minutes later, the door that was closed was pushed open again.

The people who were ready to move saw "Sun He" and stopped talking at the same time.
Chapter completed!