"Pretty smoothly. Want to take a look at their résumés?" Pei Qian casually handed Ma Yang a stack of résumés scattered on the coffee table.
"Me...? I can read these?" Ma Yang was slightly surprised.
"Of course. Feel free," Pei Qian replied.
Pei Qian wanted Ma Yang to familiarize himself with these employee profiles, hoping Ma Yang could gradually share some of the workload.
For one, Ma Yang was someone Pei Qian trusted completely.
And secondly, having Ma Yang share some responsibilities would probably make the company go bankrupt even faster!
Ma Yang carefully flipped through all twenty-something résumés, looking increasingly puzzled. He then went through them again from start to finish.
Confusion was perfectly normal.
It would've been weird if he weren't confused.
After all, the people Pei Qian hired were all slackers. No matter how much their résumés were prettied up, how good could they really look?
Take Huang Sibo, for example.
He'd been in the industry for half a year, only doing basic tasks as an assistant designer—things like keeping track of progress, adjusting spreadsheets, and uploading files. He'd never even written a design document himself.
At best, he executed the instructions written by more senior designers. Whenever he encountered issues, he couldn't resolve them on his own and had to consult the original designer.
Ma Yang had flipped through everyone's résumé and discovered that none of these employees had ever held the role of a lead designer or a similar core position. They'd all been assistants or lower-level staff.
How could Ma Yang not feel confused?
"Brother Qian, are we having trouble finding a lead designer? Maybe we should offer more money or ask a headhunter to find one?" Ma Yang looked genuinely lost.
He realized these new employees might barely manage the grunt work, but there wasn't a single person capable of handling the core design tasks.
He naturally assumed something had gone wrong when trying to recruit a lead designer—perhaps the offered salary was too low?
Pei Qian shook his head vigorously. "No, no. Actually, several lead designers did apply, but I rejected all of them."
Ma Yang looked bewildered. "Why?"
"They are simply not good enough. None of them meet our requirements!"
Pei Qian stood up and paced around the lounge room a bit, which made him look particularly authoritative.
"First of all, these so-called experienced designers have one serious problem: rigid thinking!"
"Their minds have been imprisoned by traditional frameworks, and they're completely incapable of embracing new ideas."
"The game industry thrives on innovation and inspiration. If our lead designer's creativity is locked up, how can our game possibly turn out well?"
"Second, these lead designers' salaries are ridiculously high, making them poor investments!"
"These days, an experienced lead designer demands around 8.000 yuan per month—two or three times that of a regular employee. That's a huge financial burden."
"Lastly, and most importantly, their passion for games has practically vanished!"
"Young people are full of passion, ready to chase their dreams! But these so-called lead designers? They're all over thirty, worrying about mortgages and bills. Some of them can't even muster enough enthusiasm to complete all the achievements in Fantasy World."
"Tell me, isn't their passion severely lacking?"
Ma Yang was momentarily stunned.
"You've got a point… these people do seem problematic."
"But… without them, who's going to lead the game's design?"
Ma Yang still felt something was amiss.
Pei Qian proudly thumped his chest. "Me, of course."
"Uh…" Ma Yang hesitated, "Brother Qian, I totally trust your abilities, but you're the boss. I think you might still need a lead designer to assist you. Otherwise, won't it be a bit difficult to carry out your plans?"
Pei Qian firmly shook his head.
Hire a lead designer to assist me?
Wouldn't they instantly see through all the problems in my design plans?!
Absolutely not.
Pei Qian maintained a serious expression. "We already have someone to assist—Huang Sibo would be a good fit."
"Huang Sibo?"
Ma Yang vaguely recalled seeing that name earlier, but couldn't quite remember clearly.
After all, he'd just skimmed through twenty-plus résumés, all from slackers. It was naturally hard to remember any particular slacker among them.
Ma Yang flipped through the stack and quickly found Huang Sibo's résumé.
"Only half a year in the industry, just an assistant designer… Is he capable enough?"
Pei Qian spoke firmly, "He's actually an overlooked talent. Don't just focus on his position; look at what he has actually done."
"His previous lead designer severely exploited him. In reality, most systems in their game were personally implemented by Huang Sibo in the cloud editor."
"He also handled over 70% of the data tables."
"This isn't an ordinary assistant—he was practically the lead designer's personal executor!"
"He took the lead designer's plans and painstakingly implemented them in the editor, often working overtime—sometimes as much as 16 hours a day."
"Think about it. The average person works 8-hour days; his half-year experience is effectively equivalent to one full year of someone else's!"
"Most importantly, he still has passion for gaming!"
"This passion drives him to constantly strive, improve, and innovate!"
"You trust my ideas, right? With him in charge of translating my ideas into reality, there won't be any issues."
Ma Yang suddenly understood. "Hmm… when you put it like that, he really sounds like a great talent! Should we pay him according to a lead designer's standard then? Is 4.000 yuan a month too low for him?"
Pei Qian nearly choked but quickly replied, "I thought about that as well. But let's not rush—if he performs well, we'll give him a raise later."
He certainly wanted to pay more, but the system wouldn't allow it.
Ma Yang nodded, "Yeah, that makes sense. You're the boss; it's your responsibility to control costs and save money for the company."
Pei Qian almost couldn't keep a straight face, hurriedly continuing, "Moreover, each of these hires has their own unique skill—they've all been overlooked by other game companies."
"Some haven't even had the chance to join the gaming industry at all, like Bao Xu."
"He's actually an undisputed gaming legend."
"In Fantasy World, other gamers might master every class—but he has mastered every class across all races! He even has six accounts with maximum achievements!"
"Any gameplay feature, he handles expertly. Leading groups to achieve world-first boss kills is like eating and drinking to him—it's just that easy."
"Not only that, but he also excels at a wide range of games. Even in Crazy Kart, he's among the very top players!"
"That's why I've assigned Bao Xu as our game tester—he'll thoroughly experience competitors' games, as well as our own."
"Whatever type of game we plan to make, he can provide valuable suggestions and clear directions. Analyzing competing games is second nature to him!"
"Most importantly, I think we could tap into his management potential. Imagine, leading 40 people in top-tier raid dungeons to achieve first-kill results—do you know how difficult that is?"
"If he can manage 40 players, managing our team of 30 employees would be a breeze."
"Assigning him to oversee project progress ensures everything will go smoothly!"
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