Lu Bian went numb.
The moment he saw Little Nezha walk into the office, he knew something terrible was about to happen.
Little Nezha herself was a hopeless fool. She did not understand games at all and practically accepted whatever Gu Sheng said.
Sometimes, she even got sudden flashes of inspiration and came up with ridiculous stunts.
And this time, Gu Sheng had turned into another hopeless fool. It was like he had been cursed—he opened his mouth and wanted to make a horror game.
Lu Bian could not help letting out a long sigh in his heart.
Well, that did it. The geniuses had gathered.
The company's first and second-in-command had collectively lost their minds. No one could stop Golden Wind from marching toward its doom.
Very soon!
Everyone was present, and the project meeting began.
Really, rather than calling this project meeting a "meeting," it was more like a private chat between Gu Sheng and Little Nezha.
After all, the others were all sitting there with their heads lowered, each lost in thought—
Lu Bian was thinking that this was definitely going to end in disaster. Should he volunteer to be the nominal project lead? That way, even if the project crashed and burned, it would be his reputation that stank, not Old Gu's newly earned Rising Star honor.
Da Jiang was thinking that since the horror game was already set in stone, he needed to figure out how to make it stand out through concept art and modeling. Even if he could not make up for the Gameplay's fatal flaws, he could at least keep the game from dying too ugly a death.
As for Chu Qingzhou, she was thinking about how to coordinate with Yiyou and put a little pressure on Yan Sheng, making him increase