The game minister's surprise did not last long. His mentality was adjusted extremely quickly. Since most of the people present supported Takahashi, there was no need for him to be a minority that might cause public anger.

His angry face turned into a smile in an instant, and he said with a smile, "You have made great contributions to the company this time!"

As the saying goes, the unhappiness just now seems to have never happened. Takahashi also replied with a smile, "It's nothing, it's all your credit for your minister. Without your leader, this time it will be dangerous."

The flowery sedan chair was carried by people, and Takahashi followed the words of the Minister of the Game Department and entered the mutual blowing mode.

Looking back at what happened in just a few hours, it really feels like a dream.

If it is a normal company, a newcomer who has just entered the company not long ago will not have such an opportunity to participate in deciding on a major event that may involve the future direction of the company.

Looking back at Takahashi, I found that everything I had just done looked unreasonable, but I really did it.

According to common sense, how can a company's fate be influenced by a newcomer?

But thinking about the fact that I did nothing, made mistakes, and did not do well, and Shinichi Nakamoto, who lacked interpersonal experience, and the director of the Game Department who was unreliable, all this seems to be reasonable.

There is an obvious fact that many people may not see. Personal interests often conflict with the interests of the company, rather than being consistent.

The reason why the quality of melon seeds in a large melon seed factory is getting worse and worse is because the purchasing staff who went to Inner Mongolia received enough kickbacks and used the old melon seeds that were inferior to mold, as the new melon seeds with the best and most expensive quality.

Does this damage the interests of the company? It damages. Have the interests of the purchasing personnel benefited? It benefited.

I believe that things like this happen around everyone.

Most people who do this will not be punished. Even if their superiors see it, they will turn a blind eye. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Since there is insufficient grass in the trough, the horse will definitely eat the carrots wrapped in the body.

As long as the benefits brought exceed the damage, most bosses will choose to tolerate it.

The game industry is known for its huge profits, and high added value means that game companies can not manage them as refinedly as other industries. As long as the core business is not affected, even if the company's management is chaotic, the company can continue to thrive.

Seeing that the matter came to an end, Kudo Hiroshi returned to the office upstairs and found a way to contact his brother.

It is not normal working hours now. The director of the game department who had just arrived has left with his bag.

The game department office, which was originally empty, became even more empty.

The dust settled, and Gaoqiao, who had been in a state of high tension, relaxed, fatigue surged like a tide.

He had not been asleep for a day and a night before, and had just fallen asleep, he was called to deal with such a thing again. No matter how young he was and how physically he was, he could not hold on.

Shinichi Nakamoto saw Takahashi's condition and said to him, "You should take a break quickly, you are so tired."

Takahashi, who was slumped in his chair, stood up and said, "I want to go home."

He hasn't been home for two days. Although he had already told his uncle in advance, he would still be worried if he didn't go back.

Shinchi Nakamoto was not very relieved Takahashi, and saw him insisting on going home and saying, "I'll accompany you, have a little more sleep tomorrow morning, come again in the afternoon, I'll ask for leave for you."

He accompanied Takahashi downstairs and stopped a taxi until he walked away with Takahashi's car.

Takahashi took a bus downstairs, and his heart was bleeding when he was giving money. Although it was midnight, there were not many people on the street. There were quite a few people who had seen Takahashi. He was surprised to see Takahashi get off the taxi alone.

The people here are poor and never take a taxi if they can walk. They saw Takahashi staggering upstairs, gathering together in groups of three or three, and they started gossiping.

Perhaps Han Bugou talked about Takahashi's situation with big mouths, and someone revealed that Takahashi's uncle and nephew are now well-developed.

One has a stable job and works as a cleaner indoors, while the other is said to make money by playing games.

"What? Can you make money by playing games?" an orphan said in surprise.

"That's right, why can I make money by playing games? Why do I spend money on playing games?"

A group of people chattered and discussed for a while, and the topic changed from how to make money by playing games to how much money can you make by playing games.

Takahashi touched the upper floor and knocked on the door. Uncle opened the door from inside.

Although it was only a few days ago, my uncle's face was much better than before. The relatively relaxed work indoors, coupled with Hudson's nutritious lunch, made my uncle who was pale and thin, and he became a little fat. In addition, his increasingly confident spirit and decent clothes from Hudson, he looked different.

"Are you tired?" Uncle felt a little distressed when he looked at Takahashi's tired look. He touched Takahashi's head and said, "Don't work too hard."

"It's okay." Takahashi forced a smile and said, "Uncle, I'll go to bed first. Don't ask me tomorrow morning. I'll ask for leave. I can sleep for a while..."

Takahashi said, then lay down on the ground and snored.

The uncle looked at Takahashi who was sleeping and didn't know what he was thinking. He took out a box of small but very delicate cakes and placed them on Takahashi's head. This silly child forgot that today was his birthday...

The uncle shook his head, pulled the light rope and turned off the light, and the house fell into darkness.

The next day, the uncle woke up on time, tiptoed to put on his clothes, opened the door, and a slight cool breeze blew into the room.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, his uncle borrowed an alarm clock from his neighbor and adjusted the time to put it in the house.

Although Takahashi doesn't have to go to work in the morning, he still has to go in the afternoon. The alarm clock will ring at noon, forcibly wake him up to avoid oversleeping and being late, which will affect the future of the company.

Work is hard-won, you can't lose it just because you're late.

My uncle's idea is very simple. Just work safely and save more money to make life easier. If he knew about Takahashi's actions last night, he would probably be fooled.

Although he didn't know what the three million dollars was, and he had no idea, he knew that he would never make that much money in his life.

"Good morning!" someone greeted his uncle.

"Are early." Uncle replied. In just a few days, he had straightened his waist and became much cheerful than before.

"I heard that your nephew came back from a taxi last night, so it's so profitable to play games?" The person who greeted him asked with a good deal.

"What taxi? I ​​don't know." The uncle looked confused and ignorant.

"Stop teasing, you can't know. You make so much money, and don't say when to invite us to have a meal. Yes!" The man said to another passing acquaintance.
Chapter completed!