Across the roads are like mountains. The professional gulf cannot be filled by one or two days of hard work. After reading the information in the middle of the night, Zhang Ke gave up dejectedly and could no longer open his eyes that were desperate to fall asleep. Before going to bed, he called Sheng Qing and asked him to help him find a technician who knew game technology to come over.

It rained at night and the temperature dropped. It was no longer the autumn tiger weather a few days ago. You had to cover a thin blanket when sleeping at night.

In the morning, he struggled to wake up from his sleep and suddenly found Shi Chunfeng sitting at Du Fei's desk surfing the Internet. Du Fei disappeared and went out about the morning. He asked Shi Chunfeng in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Didn't you notified Mr. Sheng to come to me?" Shi Chunfeng was also surprised.

"Oh," Zhang Ke remembered to call Sheng Qing before going to bed. Unexpectedly, Sheng Qing sent Shi Chunfeng over directly, took out the watch at the head of the bed and looked at it, "No, it's only eight o'clock now, where did you come from?"

"Mr. Sheng received your call, so he asked the car to pick me up overnight..."

"There is no need to be so anxious..." Zhang Ke scratched his head.

"It's nothing. I still sleep in the car. In short, I haven't delayed the daytime. It's said that Ke Xiao is nothing, who dares to delay your time?"

"How long can I delay my time?" Zhang Ke smiled. "If I had known that Sheng Qing was so considerate, I should have asked him to send a beautiful technician who knew game technology to come last night," he pointed to the information placed on the desk. "You can take this information first and see if you can complete an evaluation report in the past two days..."

In terms of Jinhu, technical resources are very tight, so Zhang Ke tried not to transfer technicians from Jinhu for personal matters, so he asked Sheng Qing for someone.

Sheng Qing and the others are going to gradually withdraw from the piracy industry chain. There is no need for the group of technicians who have accumulated two years ago to continue to hang out in the quagmire. Shi Chunfeng only prefers game technology. At present, the domestic game industry is in the state of the domestic game industry and has expertise in game technology. Many people are doing the Chineseization of pirated games.

Since Sheng Qing and the others are all going to withdraw, it is somewhat irresponsible to let talents like Shi Chunfeng continue to stay in that circle.

Shi Chunfeng graduated from the Department of Computer Science at Tsinghua University and is familiar with Ma Xiangdong, Liang Wenjiang, Ding Chunjian, etc. who also came from the Department of Computer Science at Tsinghua University. When he was working at the Jinhu Technology Center in his early years, he met Zhang Ke. Or did Zhang Ke secretly send Shi Chunfeng to Sheng Qing and others to play pirated games?

Since Zhang Ke wanted to use someone who knew game skills, Sheng Qing could not have expected that there would be a more suitable candidate than Shi Chunfeng, so he sent a car to pick him up at night.

Zhang Ke threw away a set of military training uniforms to Shi Chunfeng - a student ID card, a reading certificate and other student ID card. Before he could finish the application, Shi Chunfeng could sneak into the library and sit in the whole day when he put on the military training uniforms. He wanted to throw the meal card to him and let him fend for himself. He thought that on the first day he went to the student cafeteria to eat, he threw the lunch box into the bucket. It was useless to throw the meal card to him. He thought that as long as he had lunch at the library, he could just call him.

He sent Shi Chunfeng away, but he didn't know where Du Fei was fooling around. Seeing that it was still early, Zhang Ke continued to fall asleep with a thin blanket. Before he could sleep for a long time, he heard someone knocking on the door in a daze. Zhang Ke looked up and saw Du Fei throw his keys on the desk, and he got up helplessly to open the door, muttering: "You kid don't bring your keys when you go out..." When Sun Jingmeng Linlie's eyes moved from her body wearing only a pair of boxer underwear, Zhang Ke subconsciously hid behind the door, "Why are you? How do you know I live here?"

"How hidden do you think your turtle shell is hidden?" Sun Jingmeng smiled proudly.

Zhang Ke thought about it, as long as Ling Xiaoyan contacted Lin Bing, Lin Bing would probably tell Ling Xiaoyan about his affairs. Sun Jingmeng knew that he would not be too surprised to live here.

There was a graduate student who was getting up early on the same floor. Seeing Sun Jingmeng standing in front of the dormitory at the top of her head, she whistled provocatively. Sun Jingmeng blew twice without showing any weakness.

I didn't know what Sun Jingmeng came to do to her. Seeing that she was teasing each other with graduate students on the same floor, Zhang Ke felt cold and quickly pulled the thin blanket on the bed and wrapped it around her waist and let her in.

Sun Jingmeng looked into the room with her eyes, then glanced at Zhang Kebai's shirt and asked, "Who else in the room is like this? I don't want to get dirty anymore."

"You are picky about the cheap ones? If you don't faint, I'll close the door." Zhang Ke made a move to close the door, and Sun Jingmeng smirked and squeezed in.

Sun Jingmeng was wearing a black suspender dress with delicate and bright makeup, her exposed skin was as shiny as jade, and it was as white as jade in the dark corridor. The moment Sun Jingmeng entered the door, Zhang Ke always looked at her lower neckline. The cleavage that looked like a deep valley was really life-threatening. In the morning, he complained that Sheng Qing had not sent a beautiful technician more considerately, but now the one who broke in was a beauty who was unlucky to live.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ke thought to himself that Sun Jingmeng would never touch the door for no reason. He caught a stack of drawings in his hand and slapped her mouth, "The design draft of the bar interior decoration?"

"I don't know what your style is. In short, the decoration of the bar requires consideration of the taste of people of all levels, and it's not bad to find you." Sun Jingmeng couldn't make Zhang Ke too proud, so she threw the drawings on his desk. But she sat on Zhang Ke's bed, covered her lips, yawned, rubbed her red eyes, and said, "Oh, I'm so sleepy. I haven't had a good sleep for several nights. Please help me. After listening to your opinion, I'll rush back to the dormitory to have a beautiful sleep... Whoever wakes me up while I'm sleeping will kill him."

Zhang Ke thought to himself: Didn’t I wake you up in my dream? Besides, it’s impossible to wake her up in her dormitory. After hearing her reminder, it would be OK to make two calls to her dormitory. He asked Sun Jingmeng to wait for a while, before looking at the drawings, he went to the bathroom to take a shower and put on his clothes.

When he put on his clothes, Sun Jingmeng was already asleep on his bed. His closed eyes raised his long eyelashes and trembled slightly, revealing the unreasonable beauty. His messy long hair was covered with half of his face. He didn't know how she could make her hair so messy and pose such a strange sleeping position after taking a shower. He was rosy, as if her lips moistened with crystal morning dew were slightly opened, showing more charming and youthful atmosphere. He hugged the pillow in his arms and curled up his body, as if the fetus in the uterus, his two slender and white legs were lying on the bed, and his plump and round buttocks were slightly arched out, as if the head, body, and legs were three parts that were not connected together.

This guy fell asleep like this? Zhang Ke quickly took the thin blanket in the bathroom and covered it with Sun Jingmeng. Even a man couldn't stand her appearance, so why would he calm down and help her see the drawings?

Du Fei came back after playing the ball and saw Sun Jingmeng sleeping on Zhang Ke's bed. He looked at Zhang Ke in surprise: "How can I change it? Teach me brothers?"

Zhang Ke shrugged and said nothing; Du Fei took a shower and took a laptop to prepare for the last year's level office. Zhang Ke told him that Shi Chunfeng was holding game development materials in the library, so that he could remember to bring Shi Chunfeng with him before lunch.

The sound of not wanting to flip through the drawings alarmed Sun Jingmeng. Zhang Ke took a stack of drawings to the balcony to look at them. There were raindrops floating outside, and the few sycamore trees just transplanted in front of the tennis court made the leaves green and green.

Looking from here, most of the exterior wall decoration of the Youth Apartment has been underway, and the shops in Xuefu Lane are progressing faster. In another ten days and half a month, they can be delivered to the merchant for internal decoration.

I thought 1978 would disappear into the long river of history, but I didn’t expect that Sun Jingmeng made up his mind to take over and do it. Naturally, the taste of the past would not be there again, or there might be other fascinating tastes.

Zhang Keluo looked at the drawings, but he was afraid that Sun Jingmeng would invest all his pocket money for several months.

"How about it?"

Zhang Ke looked back and saw Sun Jingmeng standing at the door with sleepy eyes. Her hair was still messy, but it became even more lazy and charming. The shoulder straps slid to one side to reveal a small piece of white breasts and didn't pay attention to it.

"What do you want to hear?" Zhang Ke pointed to her smooth and smooth shoulders and asked her with a smile.

"I am a vulgar person, and I like to listen to praise and flattery. I can only listen to criticism occasionally when I feel very happy, but too much is not enough. Of course, I have worked hard for a long time and I am quite proud of it, so I naturally have no choice but tolerate criticism. The consequences are more serious than waking me up when I was asleep," Sun Jingmeng walked to the balcony and sat on another rattan chair. "Okay, you can talk about your opinion..."

"Aren't you forcing me to praise you?" Zhang Ke smiled.

"How about it? I'm giving you a chance to praise me, but still feeling wronged?" Sun Jingmeng smiled proudly. She always felt that 1978 had to be arranged by herself to find the feeling that people would be reluctant to leave. Without looking for a professional designer, she pulled Ling Xiaoyan to learn and sell it. It took a long time to come out this first draft of the design that might not be in the eyes of a professional designer. Suddenly, she wanted to hear Zhang Ke's opinion, so she took the drawings to him.
Chapter completed!