Chapter 2689 She Is Reorganizing Her Family (48)

Before graduating from college, Sun Jiangyang didn't play games at all. Apart from studying, he spends his whole day trying to please Mu Jin and sow discord in front of Mu Jin.

As for him, he has been particularly fond of playing games since he was a child and does not delay his studies. But Mu Jin couldn't stand this, especially the two mother and son who were sowing discord and just accusing them without even asking.

As a good son, how could Sun Jiangyang play games in front of Mu Jin? You can only pretend to persuade him to obey.

It would be better for him to listen to Mu Jin and live in harmony with someone like Sun Jiangyang than to go to hell. .Knowing that Sun Jiangyang's mother and son were sowing discord, he didn't want to change anything.

Not long after his mother died, Mu Jin couldn't wait to remarry. Sun Jiangyang was indeed not of his bloodline, but he had already investigated clearly and found out that Sun Jiangyang was Mu Jin's former Bai Yueguang.

No wonder he is so anxious. At that time, he finally understood why his mother would put the property in his name before she died and wait until he was eighteen to unfreeze it. It was obvious who she was guarding against.

Mu Jin later also mentioned helping him supervise his property, fearing that he would go out and spend money randomly. Was Mu Jin short of money? For such a big Tongmu Group, there is definitely no shortage.

If it weren't for Sun Jiangyang's mother and son stirring up discord behind his back, Mu Jin wouldn't have mentioned it. He has become so famous over the years, and the two mother and son have contributed a lot behind the scenes.

But so what? No matter how hard the two mother and son worked, the money in his hands was still his. Sun Jiangyang's efforts to go to Tongmu Group could not erase the fact that even if he, Mu Yuhuai, did not go to the company, he still held a lot of shares.

As long as he doesn't let go, no one can take it away. Sun Jiangyang's mother and son were making trouble behind his back, claiming that he was uneducated and incompetent, so he often took the studio's employees around and drove out all the family's sports cars as a bonus.

No matter how it is spread outside. Qiyue Studio has not had a decent work for a long time, but having said that, that one alone will be enough for Qiyue Studio for a long time.

In fact, he had another guess about "Pear Blossom Fantasy", but he tested Sun Jiangyang and couldn't find a flaw in the other party, so the matter dropped.

In the past few years, his studio has released some games one after another. They are not particularly popular, but they are all on the popularity list and are planned by other people in the studio.

He is mainly planning the one that is currently undergoing internal testing. The reason why it is so slow is because he is afraid that the situation in "Pear Blossom Fantasy" will happen again.

The setting of this game is relatively complex, the time is in the future, the background is the entire universe, and it covers rich content.

Preparations began three years ago. For this game, he read almost all science fiction books about the future.

If you don’t have detailed information in hand, or a senior gamer has studied this game thoroughly, it is impossible to copy it.

However, what he wanted to do most was the one he had been dreaming about for many years. After several years of immersion, the game in my mind is completely different, but the obsession I had when setting up the game is still there, just hidden.

"I'm free today, so I can get acquainted here first." Qian Yan didn't know what Mu Yuhuai was thinking with a gloomy face, and there was an unpleasant aura all over his body.

When Mu Yuhuai heard her voice, the air-conditioning on his body dissipated instantly: "Then let me take you to your workstation." Zhanmu Studio is in a villa, and the workstation Mu Yuhuai gave Qianyan is in a separate room. It's not too big, it's enough for her alone.

Mu Yuhuai was not polite at all and had already placed a pile of information on his desk.