In the office, Qi Yun took the tea Zhong Rui handed over, took a sip, then looked up at the young man sitting upright on the sofa opposite.
The young man's hair was long, looking like it hadn't been cut in ages, his complexion somewhat pale, typical of someone who stays up late often, yet his eyes were exceptionally bright.
He felt puzzled, wondering why the opposite party, well-enrolled in university, would choose to drop out.
After staring at the young man for a long while, he lit a cigarette and slowly said, "Give me a reason to invest in you."
The young man slightly straightened up and began speaking, "Mr. Qi, the game I've developed is very different from those on the market, in terms of gameplay..."
"I've already played your game, what I want to hear is not about that." Qi Yun interrupted the young man before he could finish.
The young man was slightly taken aback, his mind racing rapidly, yet he couldn't think of how to answer this question.
