Xu Yingluo pulled open the chair and faced Xiong Dawei.

She took out a document and handed it to Xiong Dawei, and said with a smile: "This is the main thing I'm going to talk to you today."

"What is this?" Xiong Dawei picked it up and took a look.

"Your contract for sale... is just a joke, I'm scared you." Xu Yingluo smiled and said, "This is a contract to establish a company. You and my company. Since you don't want to film TV series, let's start a software company."

"Simply put..." She pulled the chair closer, and the legs of the two were almost together: "I invested two million yuan, you made your creativity, and we cooperated to establish a company that made computer software, each accounting for half of the shares.

You are responsible for providing game creativity and direction. The copyright of the game belongs to you, and I am responsible for running the company."

Xiong Dawei said with emotion: "Two million..."

It was exactly the number Xu Yingluo promised to lend him.

Creativity is very important, and it is even more important to turn creativity into a real product!

Xiong Dawei is creative, but he doesn't have the ability to turn it into a product and sell it.

He has no money, it doesn't matter to the internet.

There is not much time left for him.

Professional computer games and electronic game console companies have appeared, including handheld game consoles.

It’s just that the product is rough, the game is simple, but the playability is good, and teenagers like it very much.

It is because of the traditional thinking of parents that they are afraid that their children will lose their ambitions and their sales have always been low.

Children can’t afford it, parents are unwilling to buy it.

This is a real social problem that Oriental Gamers have to face.

Only when the generation who grew up playing video games becomes parents can it be considered a basic solution.

With the rapid progress of hardware, electronic games are about to enter a stage of rapid development. If he doesn't catch this train, he will be left behind forever.

Others are not vegetarians. The domestic market economy has long been mature, free competition, and there is no shortage of creative talented players.

Sell ​​to a large company?

How much will people share with him? Or simply, just send him a sum of money.

Xu Yingluo nodded, looked at him with interest, and said leisurely: "Since you can't be your investor, then let's be partners."

Xiong Dawei asked: "What if we have a dispute over company affairs? I don't want us to argue about making money."

Xu Yingluo naturally understood what she said. She dated Xiong Dawei several times, and the relationship between the two was a bit like a friend.

She smiled happily: "I didn't expect you to be a gentle man."

As a warm man, he always makes spare tires, and he is used to it anyway.

Then he said simply: "Convince me, or just follow mine."

Yes, this is very beautiful!

Xiong Dawei thought about it and asked, "In the future, we will become stronger and bigger. Will you sell the controlling stake in the company?"

Xu Yingluo leaned comfortably on the chair, and held her slippers on her toes and said decisively: "No, I will make the decision on my territory, and no one can take our things."

Xiong Dawei was very satisfied with this answer, especially Xu Yingluo's words "our" that accentuated.

He nodded and agreed: "I have no objection."

"Then sign it."

Xu Yingluo handed a pen.

Xiong Dawei simply wrote down his name, while Xu Yingluo had signed it.

Xu Yingluo reached out to him, grabbed Xiong Dawei with force, and smiled: "Happy cooperation, partner."

“Happy cooperation, partner!”

"The last question is left now. What is our company called?"

"Since we are already partners, I won't hide it from you. I have an idea." Xiong Dawei saw a path to realize his dream and said enthusiastically: "Games are just something we start with to earn operating funds."

Xu Yingluo held her hands on her cheeks and looked at him with her eyes focused.

At this moment, Xiong Dawei seemed to be burning.

A heartfelt smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Software is also our main business." Xiong Dawei said excitedly: "But that requires a lot of investment, we can take it slowly."

Don't worry, he still has ten years to go.

"We have become a software company and put game production in a special branch." Xiong Dawei said: "In the next decade, the reputation of the game industry will not be very good. Parents of this generation of children will even call electronic games electronic drugs."

Xu Yingluo has always been the kind of "other people's children" that her peers hate the most, and her parents have never worried about her studies.

She received elite education, had almost never come into contact with ordinary families, and didn't quite understand what Xiong Dawei meant.

But she trusted Xiong Dawei very much now and felt that what he said was so sure, for example, there was a reason for him.

"Our company is called Panda Software!" Xiong Dawei said firmly.

I just like Gungu!

The logo of opening a company must be black and white.

No refutation is accepted.

In the future, we must make a game with Panda Warriors as the protagonist.

Xu Yingluo burst out laughing and said, "I'll try it. I may not be able to register, maybe I already have it."

"The department that makes games is called electronic art, or electric art company."

Xu Yingluo nodded and affirmed: "Electronics...the name is good, so that's the decision."

She pulled Xiong Dawei's arm and pulled him up, saying, "I will do the company registration, recruiting employees, you are responsible for providing creativity.

Now, it’s time for you to leave. My mother will come back later. If you want to leave, you can’t leave."

She took Xiong Dawei downstairs, watched him get into the car and leave the villa, and waved his hand cutely before he turned the corner.

Then he stretched his body with satisfaction, took a deep breath of the air with the fragrance of flowers, and smiled proudly.

After Xu Yingluo graduated, she first interned in a large law firm for eight months.

But the personnel struggle and struggle there were very serious, and she didn't like it at all.

He switched to a large multinational group, with her tough personality, and had many conflicts with others in a group dominated by men, and every time others advised her to take a step back.

But for Xu Yingluo, why?!Is it because she is a woman?

I quit my job and went home to work as a legal department in the record company, and I was not happy.

Later I figured it out that she loved work, but she didn't like to work for others.

Finally decided to become the boss.

On Monday, Xiong Dawei continued his work as an office worker.

Make a cup of tea, put down the back of the swivel chair and lay down, put your feet on the desk, and pull out a newspaper casually.

Begin your own salary thief happily.

The office door was suddenly knocked open, which made Xiong Dawei tremble. Half the hot tea in his hand sprinkled, which made him jump up and grabbed his clothes and sniffed.

"Although you are the boss, you have to knock on the door first, okay?"

Huilan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I deserve it... Come quickly, there is good news for the demons."

The company now has only two managers and three employees, and one short producer at Xiong Dawei.

There was no choice but to go to the office and ask people to have meetings one by one.

In the conference room, Manager Yan smiled and nodded to everyone.

He is not so friendly usually.

It seems that something is really good.

When everyone arrived, Hui Lanxin clapped her hands and said in a hurry: "There is good news in the Magic City. Please Sisi go to record the program in the Pacific Children's Column."

"OK."

"Good thing!"

"Lao Zhou did not do badly."

There were only six people by the long table, and they couldn't get lively, and they were finished with one sentence.

Manager Yan glanced at the four male compatriots: "I originally planned to go with Lan Xin and Sisi, but the company cannot be watched without anyone."

Huilan pointed to Xiong Dawei and said, "Then Dawei will accompany us. Dawei, have you been to the Pacific Ocean?"

Xiong Dawei recalled: "I recorded a crosstalk."

Manager Yan was a little worried. Hui Lanxin had no experience in dealing with TV stations. Hui Sisi... was just a snack.
To be continued...