Arthur said that he was very busy and busy all the time. He was not perfunctory to Aimo, but was really busy. There was no way, who asked him to grab time and money!

After a day, with the help of Edward, fifteen people were recruited again. On that day, the development team of twenty people was officially formed and officially entered the already-collected office space.

The next day, February 5, the photowall studio was officially opened.

That's right, Arthur did not use Ins or I to make the names of his studio and software, but directly registered with the photo wall. After all, reference and imitation cannot be completely unchanged.

It was also on that day that Arthur introduced his creativity in the photo wall application to the members of his studio development team.

A mobile application that supports Apple, Microsoft, and Android platforms allows users to capture their own life memories in any environment, choose the filter style of the picture, and share it with one click to apps on social Jiao platforms such as Facebook, Twitter, etc.

After Arthur's detailed explanation and expressed it clearly, the development team deeply understood what his boss wanted, after two hours of closed-door discussion meeting, he wrote the first line of code around 3 pm that day...

On February 6, Arthur selected one from several image processing companies and outsourced the development of filter components. Arthur, who spent 500,000 pounds, once again felt that he was rich and easy to do.

In the following days, Arthur spent almost the entire time in the photo wall studio, using the impressions of the mature apps in his memory to answer questions and solve problems for the members of the development team, point out the direction, and avoid them from taking unnecessary detours.

"What's wrong with the front?"

Arthur sat in the Rolls-Royce, crossed his legs, leaned against the seat, and carefully looked through the traffic jam that the car had not moved for a long time. He looked up and asked.

"Trafalgar Square is celebrating the Chinese New Year activities in the Celestial Empire. There is a bit of traffic jam at all intersections. Boss, you need to wait a moment." The bodyguard turned around and thought about Arthur's report.

"Yeah, it's the New Year--"

Arthur closed the document in his hand and sighed with infinite emotion, with a look of remembrance on his face.

No matter how full the moon abroad is, it is not as bright as the moon in my hometown...

After about half an hour, the car drove away from the congested route. Arthur looked through the car window at the bustling scene on another street, and his eyes were retracted with a complicated expression.

"Boss, if you are interested, you can go and have a look. Not only are there dragon and lion dances, hip-hop, traditional Chinese dances, acrobatics, music and singing performances, but there are also many delicious and fun things, which are very lively."

Through the rearview mirror, bodyguard Bell saw his boss looking a little interested and couldn't help but smile and suggest.

"Haha, forget it, there are too many people and too many, so I won't cause trouble for you..." Arthur smiled, then raised his watch and looked at the time, and said, "Just go to the fitness club directly, I want to sweat!"

"Okay, boss." The driver responded immediately.

In the VIP room in the fitness club, Arthur was doing a plank, sweat on his cheeks kept dripping on the yoga mat, and soothing music was flying inside the room. With a "click", the door of the VIP room opened and his fitness coach walked in.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Bolin."

"Well, good afternoon, coach, huh-" Arthur exhaled a breath of turbid air, lay on the yoga mat, then sat up, and while adjusting his breathing, he said to the coach: "Sorry, I'm so busy this time, so I've been here to exercise less."

"Haha, I saw the report and knew that you were busy with big things. It's okay. As long as you follow the movements I taught you and take some time every day to do four sets, you can slowly achieve your body shape and muscle rou." The coach naturally won't say much. After all, being able to retain super customers like Arthur is the greatest success of their fitness club.

As for Arthur's VIP room as his designated location, the club is even more eager to do.

Arthur is also very grateful to himself as a coach, otherwise he would not have met the best Emily. Speaking of Emily Shaw, she is really popular now. Not only did she rely on her own talent, she received an advertisement for nei clothing, but she was recently invited to attend Milan International Fashion Week.

When she told Arthur the good news, Arthur joked about the fashion brand that invited her. With Emily Shaw's figure, she really dared to let her perform ordinary fashion.

No matter what, Emily Shaw's dream of stardom took off at least, and Arthur finally did not eat or drink for nothing, and became a trash for eating the King's meal.

Buzz —

Just as Arthur was working out with the coach's guidance, the phone that was put aside rang. The coach looked at the direction of the phone, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, you have a rest first, and we will continue later."

"Okay, thank you coach."

After several sets of high-intensity fitness exercises, Arthur was indeed a little tired. He gasped and picked up the towel beside him to wipe the sweat on his face and body. He walked to the phone that was still buzzing, picked up the phone, looked at it and couldn't help but smile.

"Happy New Year! Dear."

"Haha, happy New Year, baby."

As soon as the phone was connected, Arthur heard Jiang Lai's greetings and couldn't help but ask with a smile. He walked to the sofa beside him and sat down, and started chatting with Jiang Lai.

"...I've told Zeng Xiaoxian what you meant. He said he would reply to me as soon as possible, but basically there was no problem. To be honest, I really didn't expect "Love Apartment" to be so popular. If I hadn't insisted on going abroad, I might have participated in it..."

Hearing Jiang Lai's tone of regret on the phone, Arthur couldn't help but chuckled and teased: "If you don't come to England, how can we meet? How can I appreciate the exotic style?"

"Ph! You hate it-"

Jiang Lai's coquettish voice came from the phone, which easily allowed the sweetness of love to dispel her bad emotions.

"Haha, have you seen me even more annoying?" Arthur raised his eyebrows and teased Jiang Lai, who was far away from thousands of miles away, and asked in her coquettish voice: "When will you go back to England?"

"It will take more than a week. Sorry, my dear, I want to spend more time with my parents at home..." Jiang Lai said softly in an apology tone on the phone.

"It's okay, I can still hold on, but when I meet, I hope you will be mentally prepared." Arthur's lips raised and he said with a playful look on his face.

"Hate! Ignore you..." Faced with the shameless Arthur's teasing, Jiang Lai looked at his parents with curiosity and gossip, turned around with a pretty face blushing, covered his cell phone microphone, and scolded him in anger: "You are dead!"

"Haha, men are not bad, women do not love them. The worse they are, the more they love them, the more they are. Okay, my dear, I wish your whole family a happy New Year and all the best." Arthur laughed happily when he heard Jiang Lai's shy anger.

"I wish you a happy New Year and love you..." Jiang Lai said in a sweet and soft voice.

After hanging up the phone, Arthur shook his head and laughed, pondered for a while, and began to call Wang Xiaomi and Sister Zhilin to wish you a happy New Year. After all, they are good friends who are in love and will come and go frequently in the future, so the cultivation of feelings cannot be stopped for a moment.
Chapter completed!