What do you mean the games you make are all real?!

Chapter 77 Enjoying Life and the Resident Evil Theme Park (4400)

Fang Qingzhou lay on his newly bought boss's chair, propped his feet on his newly bought desk, and looked around the newly renovated office with satisfaction.

He threw that old boss's chair, along with all the traces left by the previous boss Miteng, into the trash heap.

Now this office completely belongs to him. The walls have been repainted with warm-colored paint, the floor-to-ceiling windows have been replaced with panoramic bulletproof glass, and there are several introductory economics and management crash courses that he has recently started reading on the bookshelf.

After all, I'm a big boss now, so I still need to learn some management skills.

He also considered moving to a different office building, but considering that the new production line hadn't been converted yet, he put the idea aside for the time being and simply renovated the office.

Just then, there was a knock on his office door.

"Come in," Fang Qingzhou said casually, his feet still propped up on the desk.

Soon, Shen Yingtang, the female secretary, walked in, wearing a black pencil skirt, black stockings, high heels, and gold-rimmed glasses.

"Mr. Fang, the five-star chef you requested has been booked. He said he can prepare the dishes by 7 p.m. tonight. Here is the menu. Please take a look and see if there are any adjustments you need."

The female secretary, Shen Yingtang, walked to Fang Qingzhou's desk, placed the folder on the table, opened it to the first page, and then stood to the side. However, her eyes couldn't help but glance at the huge figure next to her, who was wearing a trench coat and a top hat.

Fang Qingzhou picked up the folder on the table and glanced at it. The menu listed more than a dozen dishes, from appetizers to main courses to desserts to drinks, and each dish was marked with the origin of the ingredients and the chef's reasons for recommending it.

The black truffles come from the primeval forests of the southern Duchy of the Rhine, the caviar is from wild sturgeon in the frigid waters of the Northern Federation, the beef for the main course is top-grade Wagyu beef air-freighted from Japan, and the wine list even includes a bottle of aged red wine that costs more than a car.

Each of these dishes is quite expensive; in his previous life, he had never even heard of many of them, let alone eaten them.

Back then, in order to save up for a down payment, he rented a partitioned room in an urban village on the outskirts of the city. The windows couldn't even be closed properly. Every day, his dinner consisted of Shaxian snacks or Lanzhou ramen downstairs. Occasionally, he would add a serving of steamed dumplings, which was considered a treat.

Now that he has money and a whole month of rest, he's determined to try all the world's top delicacies.

Even if he eats like this every day for the next few decades, he still won't eat up the profits of a production line in a day, so there's no need for him to save money on food.

"Okay, let's do it this way. You can go tonight—" Fang Qingzhou suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

He originally wanted to ask his female secretary to come along, since eating such a lavish meal alone would indeed be rather boring.

Shen Yingtang is quite beautiful, with delicate features and a great figure. Wearing those gold-rimmed glasses, she exudes an intellectual and capable air, making her a perfect sight to behold.

Who knows, after drinking too much at night, some things that adults enjoy might happen.

But just as he was about to say those words, he vaguely remembered Ada Wong, the beautiful female spy in the red bodycon dress.

The female secretary, who was already quite beautiful in his eyes, suddenly became rather uninteresting in comparison to this shadow.

Sometimes, you just shouldn't meet people who are too amazing.

Once you've seen someone of that level, you always feel like something's missing when you look at others.

"Boss, is there anything you need to do tonight?" Shen Yingtang asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked at Fang Qingzhou, who seemed hesitant to speak.

"Oh, it's nothing. Is there anything else you want to report?" Fang Qingzhou snapped out of his thoughts, closed the menu, and put it back on the table.

"We've already rented the stadium in Shenhai City, and we're working overtime to set up the stage and arrange the equipment. It should be completed in about ten days." Shen Yingtang flipped to the next page of the folder and quickly reported on the progress of the speedrunning competition.

"Well done. We'll give everyone bonuses after this competition." Fang Qingzhou nodded.

He has never been stingy with money for his subordinates. These people are the cornerstone of his business empire. If he gives them more bonuses, they will repay him with a better work attitude and more efficient work results. So far, he is quite satisfied with their work.

He himself used to be a low-level worker, so he knows what these workers want. Some bonuses don't cost much.

"Thank you, boss!" Shen Yingtang's eyes lit up immediately.

No worker dislikes a bonus, especially a boss like Fang Qingzhou who is generous; last time he gave out bonuses, he received an extra month's salary.

She quickly remembered something and opened the folder again to report: "By the way, our Resident Evil theme park in the suburbs is also preparing to officially open in the next couple of days. However, we haven't started recruiting employees yet. The resumes we've received recently are the same as before, and the quality is even higher than last time. Many of them are former operations directors and senior planners of top international cultural tourism projects. HR doesn't know whether we should hire them, so they asked me to consult you."

"A Resident Evil theme park?" Fang Qingzhou was taken aback for a moment, but quickly remembered what it was all about.

Every time a chapter of Resident Evil is released, the system takes a large sum of money from him as a justification fee, and then builds a batch of landmark buildings on the outskirts of Deepsea City that are exactly the same as the game scenes.

Having spent so much money, he couldn't just leave those buildings to be exposed to the elements in the suburbs and go to waste. So he had previously instructed his men to find a way to transform those scenic buildings into an immersive theme park.

With the release of the final chapter, the overall layout of the park is basically complete, and it can officially open for business.

However, the park's opening will require hiring a large number of new employees, including tour guides, actors to play NPCs, security personnel, ticketing staff, and logistics staff.

He couldn't possibly transfer the existing employees from Miteng's headquarters to fill this gap, otherwise Miteng would become an empty shell company.

"We'll hire whoever is suitable," Fang Qingzhou decided after a moment's thought.

He had previously seen those messy resumes sent from all over the world, each with an impressive resume, and knew that they were all corporate spies.

However, these people were far less skilled than Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang could bewitch him, but those corporate spies couldn't even see his face.

Anyway, there aren't any secrets in the theme park, so let these self-proclaimed elite corporate spies act as NPCs in the theme park.

It seemed quite amusing to have them dress up in zombie costumes and wander around the police station corridors to scare tourists.

"Understood." Shen Yingtang nodded.

"If there's nothing else, you can go ahead," Fang Qingzhou waved his hand.

Shen Yingtang left the office soon, but before leaving, she looked once more at the figure in the office who hadn't moved an inch since she came in, like a statue.

After the female secretary left, Fang Qingzhou looked at the figure beside him and said, "It seems that it's just the two of us going to eat now."

The figure remained standing there without responding. Fang Qingzhou sighed helplessly. The tall figure in the trench coat, hat, and gloves was the tyrant he had brought back to Yan Kingdom.

Under the system's cover, the tyrant's skin looks no different from a normal person's, except that he is exceptionally tall and strong. His public identity is that of the tyrant's face and body model in the game.

As Fang Qingzhou's bodyguard and sparring partner, Fang Qingzhou couldn't let his guard down completely, even though there was no immediate danger of entering the new world. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died after entering the new world.

However, the intelligence of this mass-produced tyrant is really worrying. It can't even speak and only knows the Super Lion's Roar. Fortunately, it is very imposing just by standing there.

"In a few more days—in a few more days—I'll be able to exchange for the tracker—" Fang Qingzhou muttered to himself, leaning back in his chair.

He was very close to having 20 billion in funds. After the news of the speedrun competition was released, the final chapter's revenue exploded again.

The number of concurrent online users on major platforms has reached a record high for single-player games, and the revenue from resurrection coins has also ushered in the final peak of harvesting.

Once he had saved enough money to buy another production line and double his production capacity, he started saving money to buy more trackers.

He's currently riding high; Mitten's Resident Evil has broken all known game release records, and Umbrella's skincare products are in high demand and short supply worldwide.

He can make the Japanese prime minister bow in apology with a casual remark on the internet, and his announcement can even shake the geopolitical landscape of the entire East Asia.

There were far too many people watching his every move: intelligence agencies from various countries, commercial spies from major pharmaceutical companies, and generals in the military who were probably plotting something. They were all secretly observing this young tycoon who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Only a high-IQ tyrant like the Tracker, who possesses normal human intelligence, can independently formulate combat plans, and can independently assess the level of threat and take countermeasures in complex environments, can give him a sense of security.

After leaving Fang Qingzhou's office, Shen Yingtang leaned against the wall in the corridor and let out a long sigh, clutching the folder in her hand to her chest.

She felt she was increasingly unable to understand her new boss, and at the same time, she found the changes that had taken place in the past month unbelievable.

She was a recent college graduate with a degree from a university that wasn't exactly shameful but also not a prestigious one. After graduation, she sent out resumes everywhere and faced rejection after rejection. Finally, the former boss of Miteng Company noticed her looks and hired her as a secretary.

Her ex-boss, Mr. Miteng, always looked at her with a lecherous gaze and would occasionally hint that she should attend drinking parties where the two of them could be alone. She was always terrified after the office door was closed.

She had already written her resignation letter and was ready to hand it in the next day, but the day before she was to hand it in, her former boss, Miteng, vanished without a trace, and no one knew where he went.

The company's HR department only received a cold email notification that he had voluntarily resigned from all positions for personal reasons, and then Fang Qingzhou appeared.

This young new boss somehow produced a bunch of ready-made game design materials and development documents, and told them to just follow along. As a result, the game became an instant hit, so popular that it made the whole world's jaws drop.

Everyone felt something was off, and the new boss changed every week. Although he looked the same, his demeanor had undergone a complete transformation.

This time, the boss found bodyguards from who-knows-where, just like the tyrant in the game. Just standing there, they made people feel breathless. The boss said they were the tyrant's face and body models, but they weren't stupid.

However, no one bothered to investigate the boss's secret. Instead, everyone tacitly agreed to do their utmost to conceal the boss's secret from outsiders and to protect the company's interests at all costs.

After someone broke into the office to steal documents, all the employees knew that their company was being targeted. Later, these employees spontaneously began to take turns sleeping in the office and acting as security personnel with weapons.

They really treated the company like their own home, for no other reason than that the boss paid them so much—their salaries were significantly higher than their competitors', and the benefits were also excellent.

The work itself became exceptionally easy because the boss always prepared ready-made development materials in advance.

All they need to do is fill in and optimize based on this data, without having to work overtime and burn the midnight oil to develop from scratch like their counterparts at other game companies.

They were paid high salaries but slacked off at work every day. The money was so hot to handle that everyone was trying to make some contribution to the company, lest the boss suddenly think they were a bunch of good-for-nothings and fire them all.

What they fear even more is that if the company goes bankrupt due to poor management, they will never be able to find such a wonderful job again.

They genuinely want to work at this company until retirement, and ideally, pass it down from father to son, generation after generation, working at Miteng.

Previously, a busybody jokingly posted this message in the employee group: If one day the truth comes out and the boss is actually an alien who wants to rule the world, what should we MiTeng employees do?

Within a minute, hundreds of replies flooded the group chat, all concluding with a strikingly consistent message: all of Miteng's employees would immediately and without hesitation become traitors, leading the way for their alien boss.

They genuinely believe that they would be perfectly acceptable if an alien like the boss were to rule the world.

However, Shen Yingtang didn't think the boss was some kind of alien.

She had more close contact with her boss than all the other employees combined. Every time she went into the office to report on her work, she had the opportunity to observe this young man who was both respected and revered by the entire company.

She had noticed several times that when the boss took the documents she handed him, his gaze would occasionally drift unintentionally over her beautiful legs in black stockings before quickly looking away.

She felt no resistance to the new boss's gaze, after all, the new boss was truly handsome, his face could rival even those in the entertainment industry.

Moreover, he had a particularly good physique. She occasionally caught a glimpse of his shoulders and back, which were stretched taut by his shirt, when he took off his suit jacket and draped it over the back of the chair.

That wasn't some exaggerated physique built up with protein powder in the gym, but rather the lean, toned physique that comes from long-term, high-intensity combat training. Plus, he was young, rich, and generous, unlike his former boss who was bald, greasy, and pot-bellied.

It seems like it's not entirely unacceptable to be subjected to unspoken rules.

Unfortunately, the new boss didn't seem to like her. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad. But the boss's muscles were really perfect. She wondered what it would feel like to touch them.

"Shen Yingtang—Shen Yingtang—now is the time to focus on your career, not to think about these things—"

Shen Yingtang stood in the corridor outside Fang Qingzhou's office, slapping her already red and hot cheeks hard with both hands, so hard that her cheeks hurt slightly.

Whether or not the boss is interested in her, she should work hard now that she's getting such a high salary. Only by working hard can she live up to the money that arrives in her bank account on time every month, and also live up to the boss's trust in her work ability.

She was about to head to the Resident Evil theme park in the suburbs to recruit the first batch of employees for the official opening of the theme park, along with several other HR colleagues.

With such a high salary, you must carefully select employees for your boss.

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