Chapter 165: Tengda Employees Are Just Too Lucky
Chapter 165: Tengda Employees Are Just Too Lucky
Ma Yiqun has been in high spirits lately.
He felt that he had finally been accepted by Tengda and had truly become one of them.
Thinking back on how hard he had worked to land this job—nearly two months of intensive studying—Ma Yiqun cherished the opportunity all the more.
The new version’s plotlines and scripts were all carefully written by him. Even the original, somewhat casually written text in Ghost General by Ma Yang had been thoroughly polished by him.
Of course, it wasn’t just about showing off his literary skills blindly—it was about tailoring the writing to fit the needs of the game in a way that felt just right.
Take Ghost General as an example: it’s a game based on the Three Kingdoms, so technically there’s plenty of material for long character backstories.
But turning those bios into detailed historical chronicles would completely go against the tone and nature of Ghost General as a game.
While working on this, Ma Yiqun noticed that even though the original hero descriptions were rough in terms of language, they were surprisingly evocative in tone and perfectly matched the character illustrations. It was almost like they were made for each other!
Impressed, he asked around to find out who had originally written them.
He later learned that the author was a senior member of the company who also had the surname Ma. This person had started Tengda alongside President Pei and had since risen through the ranks, eventually transferring out of the games department to pursue even greater challenges. Ma Yiqun couldn’t help but feel a little envious.
In the end, Ma Yiqun kept the original tone of the text but gave it a refined polish, making the scripts even better.
He also meticulously revised the scripts for Ocean Fortress and Game Producer, striving for perfection in every detail.
Ma Yiqun didn’t dare slack off in the slightest. After all, above Lead Executive Designer Lu Mingliang, there was still the legendary game design master, President Pei.
If the writing wasn’t up to standard, others might not notice—but President Pei definitely would. There was no room for wishful thinking.
It had taken a lot to earn President Pei’s trust, and he wasn’t about to throw that away.
Now that all the work was finally done, Ma Yiqun could breathe a sigh of relief.
Thinking back to his two close friends—Huang Sibo's Feihuang Studio was thriving and had even gone to Shanghai to shoot a new film; Ye Zhizhou had become the Lead Executive Designer at his old company, Shangyang Games, and was reviving two failing titles under President Pei’s guidance—Ma Yiqun couldn’t help but feel emotional.
“In a way, calling President Pei the savior of Jingzhou’s gaming industry really wouldn’t be an exaggeration!”
Ma Yiqun respected him even more.
He casually scrolled through online discussions and saw that these DLCs were already hot topics even before release.
Lonely Desert Road needed no introduction—already in the running for “Most Absurd Game of the Year,” it had somehow managed to drop a new, equally absurd DLC. And not just one, but ten new maps in one go! That alone made it a viral hit. Game media outlets were reposting the news like crazy.
Ghost General, a beloved game that hadn’t been updated in ages, suddenly got a major version update—fans were overjoyed and eagerly awaiting the release.
Game Producer was getting slightly less buzz, but as a satirical, reality-based game, it had a devoted following of veteran players who bought it just to have it in their collection. Now with new DLC, updated art, and voiceovers, collectors were sure to snap it up like crazy.
The hottest topic, though, was Ocean Fortress.
Although there weren’t any confirmed leaks yet about the new legendary weapon, the rumor that only 500 units would be released had already gone viral.
Many players didn’t believe it—but everyone had their own reason for their skepticism.
Some said, “Even if it’s priced at 888, what does it matter if it’s limited or not? Can it even sell more than 500 units a month? Do they really think people are that rich and dumb? The limit is completely unnecessary.”
—These were players who clearly didn’t understand basic math.
Others said, “Only 500 units? This game company must hate money! Those 500 will be sold out in seconds!”
Still, the rumor was spreading with such vivid detail that many players ended up believing it. They didn’t even care what new content the update brought—they were just keeping their eyes peeled, ready to snatch up the new epic weapon the second the update went live.
Watching the heated discussions online, Ma Yiqun couldn’t help but smile.
This was what a sense of achievement felt like.
Back when he was at Shangyang Games, new updates were always met with cold indifference. The few responses they got were mostly complaints and curses.
Now look at Tengda Games.
Players were practically begging for new updates. Even before any new content was revealed, they already had their wallets out, eagerly waiting to throw money at it.
That’s the difference.
Ma Yiqun was getting excited, eager to see what kind of spectacular scene would unfold once the update launched.
Buzz… buzz…
His phone vibrated on the table. It didn’t display a name—just a long string of numbers.
Ma Yiqun glanced at it. The number looked familiar. He hesitated for a moment, then declined the call.
…
In the blink of an eye, it was already noon.
Three neatly dressed delivery drivers, each carrying a large insulated container, arrived at the company entrance.
“Huh? The delivery gear changed?” Ma Yiqun was caught off guard.
Yesterday’s food delivery guys had all been wearing casual clothes, and their food boxes were mismatched and non-standard.
But today? A completely different vibe!
All three couriers were dressed in matching yellow-and-blue uniforms—not the cheap, flimsy kind you usually see, but high-quality materials with fine craftsmanship and a bit of design flair.
The delivery drivers themselves looked sharp and energetic. With their crisp uniforms and sleek, standardized insulated containers, they looked downright professional.
But the most eye-catching thing of all was the two big characters printed on the boxes:
“Moyu Delivery” (lit. "Slacking Off Delivery")
Others in the office stood up to get their lunch and were equally surprised by the new look of the delivery crew.
But that wasn’t all.
Everyone made their way to the break room for lunch, only to see the delivery drivers open their brand-new containers and begin pulling out rows of white porcelain bowls—each sealed with a high-quality, tight-fitting lid.
Anyone who had ordered à la carte received their food in those elegant porcelain bowls. Others who ordered set meals or rice bowls were served in transparent glass lunchboxes, neatly divided into upper and lower layers with separate compartments for different dishes and rice. Under the lights, the colorful presentation gleamed, making everyone's mouth water.
Finally, the delivery drivers took out carefully packed sets of metal chopsticks and metal spoons, each sealed in a clean paper pouch and ready for immediate use.
Everyone started claiming their meals. A few had ordered as a group and opened their lids together.
“Did our meal standards just get a full upgrade?”
“I don’t think so—it’s still the same food, just new containers.”
“Seriously? The chef hasn’t changed? Why does it look so much more appetizing now?”
Ma Yiqun also received his meal set. The lunchbox was divided into two layers with a well-balanced mix of meat and vegetables. It didn’t have the overly salty and greasy look typical of restaurant food—instead, it was simple home-style cooking. Yet placed inside a glass container and under the soft lighting, it looked absolutely delicious.
After unpacking all the meals and tidying up, the three delivery staff spoke up:
“Enjoy your meal, everyone. Once you're done, just pack the utensils back into the bags—they’ll be collected later this afternoon.”
“Wait, they collect the containers afterward?”
“Of course! These utensils are expensive.”
“Right, thanks for your hard work!”
“Our company’s employee benefits really are top-tier…”
Soon, the break room was filled with the delicious aroma of food.
As Ma Yiqun ate his set meal, he felt like it was the most satisfying lunch he’d ever had.
Compared to restaurant food, the meals made at Moyu Internet Café were lighter on oil and salt. The ingredients were clearly fresh—there was no doubt about that.
Although the lighter seasoning meant the flavor wasn’t quite as intense, it was undeniably healthy.
Previously, meals were delivered in standard takeaway boxes, which were decent enough—but they carried that slight “cheap” feeling, like something off a roadside stall for fifteen yuan. The disposable wooden chopsticks and flimsy plastic containers didn’t exactly make for a gourmet experience.
“I was originally thinking of cooking at home and bringing my own lunch, but what’s the point now? No way anything I make could taste better than this.”
“Nutritious, healthy, and comforting—plus, it’s all homestyle food, so you won’t get tired of it even after eating it for a long time. Being a Tengda employee is honestly such a blessing! No one else could possibly enjoy this kind of treatment!”
“How much do you think one of these meal sets would cost if sold to outsiders?”
“I’d say… at least twenty yuan.”
“Twenty? Don’t forget, these utensils get collected and reused! Compared to typical takeout, this includes double the labor. I think it’d be more like thirty.”
“Thirty’s a bit steep… not many people could afford that long-term.”
“What are you all even talking about? This is internal welfare! You think President Pei’s running a charity? You think he’d offer something this good to the general public?”
“But the containers clearly say Moyu Delivery. It’s obvious they’re launching a new delivery brand!”
Nearby, Lin Wan was also happily eating her meal set.
She was used to all kinds of fancy cuisine, but this kind of refined home-style food had a charm of its own.
As she ate, a wave of emotion washed over her.
Ever since joining Tengda half a year ago, she’d constantly been touched by moments like this—small, warm gestures that quietly spoke volumes.
President Pei really does treat his employees incredibly well.
How could someone like that not be treated kindly by the world in return?
At last, Lin Wan made up her mind. Quietly, she pulled up a contact number from her phone—
She was going to do something within her power to help.
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