I Really Didn’t Mean to Make Money

Mid-April,

Mingri Group,

Cangxue Games, Conference Room.

Wei Yan sat at the head of the conference table, slowly flipping through the two game proposals in his hands.

It had been over two weeks since the last meeting, when he had split the project team into two groups to develop separate game concepts. Now, both teams had finally completed their proposals.

He had skimmed through both documents. Each was well-developed and comprehensive.

After a moment’s thought, he picked up one of the proposals.

“Lu Ren, let’s start with yours.”

“Yes, Manager Wei.”