Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 12
“What the h*ll, Sheng-ge! You think you can just call him that?”
Seeing Da Jiang walk in, Lu Bian immediately slipped into bootlicker mode.
“Quick, come pay your respects to your godfather!”
“Huh? Why?” Da Jiang blinked in confusion.
Then his face lit up. “Oh, I get it! Sheng-ge, you’re treating us to dinner tonight, right?”
“It’s even more important than that!”
Lu Bian waved him over to sit down and repeated Gu Sheng’s earlier explanation word for word.
“Holy sht!” Da Jiang was stunned. “Dmn, Sheng-ge, that’s wild! There’s actually a dumb enough company out there to hire students like us?”
Gu Sheng shrugged.
But hey—facts were facts. Sometimes fortune really did just fall out of the sky and land on your head.
“Not only did they hire me—”
Gu Sheng grinned.
“I’m the Game Director of the company.”
Whoa—
The two bros across from him nearly jumped out of their seats.
Those hundred résumés Gu Sheng sent out weren’t for nothing. This shotgun approach actually snagged a big fish.
“But right now, I’m the only one on the project. Director, employee, all me. A one-man army,” Gu Sheng added.
The two nodded.
Fair enough. It was a brand-new game company, after all.
And let’s be real—if it weren’t a tiny studio, there’s no way Sheng-ge would’ve landed a director role.
Everyone knew the rule in the game industry: hire old hands, not rookies.
Still, this was already crazy impressive!
“I’m short on manpower right now. No lead dev, no lead artist.”
Gu Sheng turned to Da Jiang.
“I just told Bian earlier. He’s in—he’s taking on the lead programmer role.”
“Now it’s up to you—wanna join me?”
That...
Da Jiang hesitated.
He was a steady, grounded kind of guy—not as quick-witted as Gu Sheng, not as well-off as Lu Bian.
His parents were just regular working-class folks with average connections.
They’d finally managed to help him land a barely-decent job back home—enough to scrape by. If he did well, he could probably settle down there for life, get married, raise a family.
So yeah, he hesitated.
Not because he was a coward—but because he felt responsible for his future.
Life offers many paths, and Da Jiang had always chosen the safest one.
Just like his parents always told him: “We don’t need you to be some big shot—just stay healthy and live an honest life.”
Seeing him waver, Lu Bian clicked his tongue. “Tch. Da Jiang, what the hell are you hesitating for?!”
“It’s game development, bro!”
He got worked up.
“We picked this major so one day people could play games we made!”
“Now the chance is right in front of you. What are you waiting for…”
Before he could finish, Gu Sheng waved his hand and cut him off.
Then he patted Da Jiang on the shoulder.
“It’s alright, Da Jiang. I respect your choice. You’re not like me, a single guy with no responsibilities.”
“You’re not like Bian either—he’s just freeloading off his rich family.”
“You’ve got a family to think about, and I totally get that.”
“If you’re ever ready, the lead artist position will always be open for you. No rush—just come when you feel it’s the right time.”
He smiled.
Da Jiang looked at Lu Bian, then back at Gu Sheng.
The dorm fell silent for a long while.
Then Da Jiang reached out, took the half-smoked cigarette from Gu Sheng’s hand, and took a long drag. His face turned red, but he held back the cough.
After a long pause, he exhaled the smoke and laughed.
“First cigarette of my life. I always thought I’d choke to death on the first puff. Turns out it’s not that bad…”
Then he pulled out the three packs of instant noodles he just bought.
“Wanna just have instant noodles for lunch? Be a waste not to.”
Pfft—
A beat passed, then Gu Sheng and Lu Bian both laughed.
“I’ll go boil water.” Lu Bian stood up and left for the dorm’s water room.
“I’ll grab some sausages from downstairs.” Gu Sheng patted Da Jiang’s shoulder and got up too.
“I’ll wait here then,” Da Jiang said as he tore open the noodle packages. “Don’t you dare sneak off and treat yourselves behind my back!”
Most of the time, brothers didn’t need words.
It might look casual…
But nothing was stronger than this kind of silent bond.
The Next Day!
Gu Sheng arrived at Golden Wind Game Technology Co., Ltd. with Lu Bian and Xu Da Jiang, right on time!
Since it was still morning, Secretary Chu Qingzhou was out reporting to Lord Li of the Pagoda, so the only one greeting them was Little Nezha.
“Let me introduce: Lu Bian, specialized in systems architecture and engine development—our new lead programmer.”
Sitting across from Little Nezha, Gu Sheng gestured to the left and right:
“Xu Da Jiang, specialized in 3D modeling—our lead artist from now on.”
Looking at the two guys, Shen Miaomiao smiled with satisfaction.
One Game Director and lead designer combo, dressed in a Mickey Mouse hoodie, looking like a cheerful sunny boy, with a brain full of chaotic creativity and cursed ideas.
One lead dev, rocking a flashy pink plaid shirt, looking like a laid-back little rich kid.
One lead artist, big, broad, and burly—looked like he could uproot a willow tree with his bare hands.
With these three lined up…
If no one told her, who would believe they were senior staff at a game company?
They looked like the perfect “destined-to-lose-money” genius dev team!
“Very good,” Shen Miaomiao nodded.
“Let me introduce myself. I’m Shen Miaomiao, CEO of Golden Wind.”
“Per Director Gu’s recommendation, we’ve hired two incredibly promising talents.”
“I hope you’ll support him fully moving forward—let’s make Golden Wind the industry benchmark!”
She added silently to herself—
The benchmark of bleeding money that everyone runs from.
And just like that!
With Lu Bian and Xu Da Jiang on board, the original founding team of Golden Wind was officially complete.
Shen Miaomiao, eager to lose money, quickly signed them both.
Her efficiency left both Lu Bian and Da Jiang speechless.
Sitting in Gu Sheng’s bright and spacious office, Da Jiang clutched his 200K+ annual salary contract like it was a rare treasure.
“D*mn, Sheng-ge, if I knew you were offering this kind of salary, I would've signed up ages ago!”
Meanwhile, Lu Bian flipped through the contract again and again, his face full of concern.
“Old Gu, is this a legit company? What if they ship us off to Southeast Asia for 'training' next?”
Gu Sheng snorted. “You and Da Jiang worrying about that, I get. But you? With that kidney of yours? Who’d want it?”
He clapped his hands.
“Alright, before we start, just one thing.”
“You’ve seen the company’s president—yep, that’s Little Nezha.”
“She’s young, inexperienced, and doesn’t know much about the game industry.”
“But! She has complete faith in our team!”
The two nodded.
Their boss definitely didn’t seem too bright. She had this underage, innocent vibe and a look that practically screamed pure idiocy.
She basically took everything Old Gu said at face value. Not only that, she was even willing to fund everything without question.
“So, whether it’s for business or personal reasons—we can’t take advantage of a fool.”
Gu Sheng looked at the two of them.
“Agreed?”
Lu and Xu both nodded seriously.
College students, after all, were built different—ninety pounds of them were rebellious spirit.
The more you micromanage and hound them, the more they slack off.
But the more freedom and trust you give?
The better they perform.
“Don’t worry, Old Gu—we get it.”
Lu Bian nodded.
Xu Da Jiang echoed, “Just for the salary alone, we’re not gonna screw this up.”
“Now that’s loyalty!”
Gu Sheng gave them a big thumbs-up.
“No more chit-chat. You two—feast your eyes on…”
“Our brand-new project!”