Everyone, Grind for Me!

"Do you know how many employees the company has?" Xu Meng asked, staring into Yang Hui's eyes.

"?" Yang Hui was taken aback. "No, what's wrong?"

"101. There are currently 101 people in the entire company."

"So?" Yang Hui didn't understand why Xu Meng was saying this.

But Xu Meng was already a little angry: "Out of 101 people in the entire company, 60 are married. Whether the game can reverse the decline and whether the company can survive is related to at least half of the income of 60 families."

"If half of that is missing, their mortgages, car loans, rent, and money for raising children will all be in trouble!"

"What about the rest who aren't married? How much does it cost for young people to establish themselves in the city?"

"If the company goes bankrupt, are you going to arrange jobs for these people?!"

"I'm talking about work here, and you're arguing with me? Do you think the conference room is Weiguang?!"

Yang Hui was speechless, her face alternating between green and white.

But in the end, she stubbornly shook her head and said, "In any case, I cannot accept it."

"Okay." Xu Meng nodded. "Go to HR and go through the procedures. You don't have to come anymore starting tomorrow."

Yang Hui looked at Xu Meng in surprise, as if she didn't expect Xu Meng to fire her so decisively, without even a second of hesitation.

After the surprise, there was a strong sense of humiliation.

She slammed the conference table angrily and said resentfully, "You won't succeed!"

"Just wait and see, you will be resisted by everyone! This matter is not over!"

She slammed the door and left in a rage.

And Xu Meng, looking at her back, was also reminded of something—

Before starting work, he had to conduct a self-discipline session for the company's personnel to prevent anyone from secretly hiding private goods in the game—especially in the copywriting and modeling departments.

In this regard, even a small amount of private goods can often cause huge damage.

Xu Meng noted this in his mind and instructed his assistant, "Meng Ling, go and call the vice president of the art department."

The little assistant, who was dumbfounded, following Yang Hui's disappearing back, immediately came back to her senses: "Ah, okay, I'll go now!"

As she left the office, Xu Meng's voice sounded again from behind: "Regarding character clothing, your first task next is to upgrade the black silk texture."

The assistant's footsteps faltered, and she almost tripped over herself.

"...What?" Chen Wanzhong thought he had misheard.

"Black silk." Xu Meng repeated calmly, "Of course, you can also study white silk first, if that's your preference."

"No! Wait, boss!" Chen Wanzhong waved his hands repeatedly.

"I don't like white silk!"

After a brief pause...

"It's not that I don't like it... I mean, not that kind of like..."

The little assistant slowed down, wishing she could stand there and listen to the whole thing.

But driven by professional ethics, she still left step by step.

The voice behind her also became smaller and smaller, and she could vaguely hear Chen Wanzhong trying to get the topic back on track—

"Don't our current characters already have stockings?"

The boss's voice was very clear, and could be heard clearly even across half the office: "You call that stockings? That's just a piece of black cloth!"

"Some don't even have the texture of cloth, it's just a black leg!"

The art team's office area was in a state of panic.

Yang Hui was not a woman with a good temper. She passed by here with a face full of anger, her high heels stomping loudly.

Then, without waiting for her subordinates to ask, she picked up her bag and left the company in a huff.

Chen Mengling only saw her back view. The little assistant stretched out her arm to stop her, "Hey! You haven't handed over yet..."

But the next second, Yang Hui's back completely disappeared.

The little assistant could only sigh and quickly called out names, "Ding Nian, Xu Fang, the boss is looking for you."

After speaking, she quickly left, heading straight for the office.

Ding Nian and Xu Fang exchanged glances and quickly grabbed their notebooks to follow.

When the assistant returned to the door, the office was still discussing the topic of stockings—

"Boss, what kind of effect do you want to achieve?"

"Bring out the smooth and delicate effect of stockings, semi-transparency, fleshy feel, color gradient, and the elasticity when they're stretched," Xu Meng said these words with a serious tone, "It must be more attractive than real stockings."

Chen Wanzhong hesitated a bit:

"Boss, I have to turn my face away when I see people wearing black silk on the street... I really have no experience in making this..."

The little assistant quickly covered her mouth outside the door, almost bursting out laughing.

Chen Wanzhong's honest words caught Xu Meng off guard.

Taking advantage of the silence, the little assistant gently knocked on the door to signal, bringing Ding Nian and Xu Fang in.

Inside the office, the expressions of the three people were very interesting.

"No, dude..." Peng Linmu couldn't help but complain, "It's not like you have to be so conservative, right?"

Chen Wanzhong was a little embarrassed.

Xu Meng intervened in time, "Stop talking nonsense here, or I'll make you wear stockings for him to reference."

"Uh." Peng Linmu immediately shut up.

The little assistant, Chen Mengling, slightly moved her right foot, intending to make a small contribution—the sisters in the dormitory praised her every day, and she was quite confident in her figure.

But before she could speak, Xu Meng said, "Prepare the camera and motion capture equipment, and have the marketing department send invitations to actor agencies to find some well-figured, uninhibited, third-rate models to record footage."

"It's best to invite some foreign models to collect some body data of different physiques."

"Okay." The little assistant quickly recorded.

"Prepare the costumes in advance, not just stockings, swimsuits, cheongsams, JK uniforms, maid outfits, bunny girl outfits, reverse bunny girl outfits... anyway, all the common 'decisive' costumes in the anime world, the Frost Snow Project must have them, prepare as much as you can."

"Ah." The little assistant, who was scribbling notes, blushed a little.

"Or just find a studio that takes photos for cosplayers and invite them over with costumes and makeup artists."

"In short, you take the material seriously and then start the character remakes as soon as possible." Xu Meng summarized while looking at the two deputy directors who had just entered.

Ding Nian was also a young girl, 3 years older than Chen Mengling, but wearing a pink floral short-sleeved shirt, her face looked even more innocent than Chen Mengling.

Xu Fang was a man, but perhaps due to some characteristics of artists, he dressed much more exquisitely than most men.

Compared with Xu Meng, Peng Linmu, and Chen Wanzhong, three rough men who worked overtime like crazy, it was even more so.

So much so that Xu Meng's first glance at him made him feel that this person was a bit gay.

"Yang Hui has resigned, you two will take over the art department for now."

"The next job is to fully update the character illustrations and work with the modeling team to complete the character costume changes."

"Draw female characters first, make them a little more erotic, and then tell you which male characters to delete and which to change gender."

"By the way..." Speaking of this, he paused, "Do you have any problems drawing this kind of character illustration?"

When Ding Nian and Xu Fang heard this question, they thought the boss was questioning their business ability, and quickly confidently stated, "No problem!"

"Not at all!"

Very good.

Xu Meng nodded in satisfaction.

Qualified workers.

He then put forward the next task: "After the costumes, it's the physical dynamics of the character models."

"To put it more bluntly: the character's breasts and butt need to be elastic, not like a plastic model that doesn't move at all."

"See what the players are saying—" Xu Meng rotated the computer screen to show everyone the player reviews.

"[Stone Milk]!"

"Aren't you ashamed to provide players with such a product?"

Peng Linmu and Chen Wanzhong lowered their heads in shame.

Xu Meng then made a request: "Put in the effort! Make the Q-bounce and dynamic feel of jelly shaking, both breasts and butt!"

"Not only should they shake, but they should also follow the character's different actions—walking, running, jumping, fighting—to create different dynamic changes."

"In short, maximize the character's sex appeal for me!"

Chen Wanzhong's eyes went dark as he listened.

Making parts of the character model shake is not a question of being lewd or not, nor is it a technical problem, but a pure question of liver power! Stone milk and plastic butts are indeed unsightly, but fewer modeling faces can significantly reduce the workload.

But the effect the boss requires...

Putting aside everything else, the number of faces required to render just one butt would skyrocket from 3,000 to 30,000!

And that might not even be enough!

Looking through the two-dimensional games on the market, there are very few with such precision.

According to this standard, all the company's modelers will have to work overtime like crazy!

Peng Linmu felt much the same way. Xu Meng's requirements were not just the work of modelers; programmers, animators... no one could escape.

But the boss had spoken, so what could they say except to go back and work like crazy? "Yes."

"Understood."

"Go back and have a meeting with your teams, and give me a schedule before you get off work today."

Xu Meng looked at the little assistant again, "Meng Ling, next is the director of the operations department, please call him for me."

For everyone at Dream Building Game, today was a chaotic and hasty day.

The entire company was put on fast forward by Xu Meng.

Like a train about to go out of control, ignoring the flying parts, it was about to start a wild sprint!