Pigeon by the Window

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal.
Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out.
Games, why are you fun?

To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

The day after the game was completed, Fang Cheng returned to his own studio with the game.


He watered his Spirit Grass and compressed and stored the Spiritual Energy he brought back into the spiritual soil.


In this way, the Spirit Grass would slowly release Spiritual Energy, allowing his own employees to breathe in the fresh Spiritual Energy.


After all, what's good for the employees is truly good, and it is the duty of a good boss to maintain the health of his employees as best as possible.


At 9:30 in the morning, Xu Qingling walked into the company lethargically but perked up immediately upon seeing Fang Cheng.


She quickly walked over, then straightened her face, frowned, and asked, "Boss, where have you been these past three days?"


"Working overtime, developing the game."


"Boss, originally you were the one who said no to working overtime. What does it mean for you to break your own rule? Don't do that again."


Chapter 34 Gambler_1