Chapter 12 Brother Jingsheng

Chapter 12 Brother Jingsheng

Chapter 12 Brother Jingsheng

In this room that looks like a dance studio, there are two computer desks in the corner, each with an LCD monitor.

Zhao Chenghao went straight to the two computers as soon as he entered the room, and ordered the girls, "Go out first and come back to practice in an hour."

The girls seemed to be very afraid of him. After hearing what he said, they didn't say a word and ran out of the house.

When the girls passed by, An Rusong glanced at them. These girls were not very old, probably about seventeen or eighteen years old, each of them had a pretty face, and there was still a bit of childishness between their eyebrows.

An Rusong was a little surprised. Could it be that this "KSE Entertainment Company" had its own trainees? How could an entertainment company run by gangsters have its own trainees? What a joke.

Zhao Chenghao had no idea what was going on in An Rusong's mind. He walked straight to the computer desk, turned on one of the computers, and then turned to An Rusong and said, "You, come here, show me your little program."

An Rusong smiled and walked over to sit in front of the computer desk. He put the bag on his thighs, unzipped the side bag, took out his USB drive from it, and inserted it into the USB port on the front panel of the computer.

Seeing the USB flash drive recognition prompt pop up on the computer screen, he turned his head to look at Zhao Chenghao beside him, asking him where the game was installed.

Zhao Chenghao understood what he meant, took the mouse, and found the installation address of DNF.

While he was looking for the game address, An Rushong lit a cigarette for himself. Then, he took the mouse from Zhao Chenghao, turned on the plug-in, logged into the game, and without saying a word, he directly set the skill data in the plug-in. Then the picture below appeared.

When he controlled the "Red Eyes" to fill the screen with fire, Zhao Chenghao next to him almost popped his eyes out, and several other brothers also let out bursts of exclamations. To these illiterate people, this kind of plug-in technology was simply magical and they couldn't understand it no matter how hard they tried.

Seeing An Rusong finish a picture in a very short time, Zhao Chenghao, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, could not bear it any longer. He reached out and pushed An Rusong's shoulder, urging him: "Get up, let me try too!"

An Rushong was pushed and staggered, almost falling off the stool, but he didn't mind. The more anxious the other party was, the more it showed that the plug-in was effective. At the same time, it also showed that the prospects for cooperation were very bright.

Standing up from the stool, An Rushong made room for him and watched Zhao Chenghao directly quit his account and log into his own account.

"How do you use that small program?" After logging in, Zhao Chenghao began to urge An Rusong to teach him how to set up the plug-in. After finally learning and getting it done, he directly downloaded the picture and started playing.

It's true that although Zhao Chenghao is ugly, he is quite good at playing games, at least much better than An Rusong. But the reality is that the better the skills, the more addicted to games, and the more obsessed they are with this thing.

What's more, at this time Zhao Chenghao had also come into contact with plug-ins, which was like another window opened in his life. He felt that everything was beautiful and cool, and he could not extricate himself at all. As a result, he didn't bother to pay attention to what An Rushong said to him later.

An hour had passed, but Zhao Chenghao still had no intention of stopping the game. Not only did he play the game himself, he also started to show off in the game, playing with the newbies for free.

Not only him, but also the younger brothers surrounding him were very excited. They chattered a lot and gave Zhao Chenghao advice from time to time, but they often only resulted in a few scoldings from the other side.

An Rushong was speechless. He couldn't help but sigh that the internet-addicted teenager was so clueless. Couldn't he tell the difference between the important and the unimportant?

Just as he was sighing inwardly, the door of the dance studio was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the girls who had been kicked out before filed in one after another with droopy brows and eyes, and then stood in a row in front of the dance pole as if they had committed a serious mistake. When they were all standing in place, another person walked in from the open door, a man walking like a cat.

The moment he saw this man, An Rushong felt his stomach churning, as if the food he had eaten at noon had suddenly come back to life and was jumping and making a fuss as if it was trying to jump out of his stomach.

Just imagine, a man with a body comparable to that of "Shenma Dongxi", walking in a timid cat-like manner. What's worse, he has smoky makeup on his face and his lips are bright red, as if he had just eaten a dead child.

He was wearing a green long-sleeved shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned, the collar of the shirt was open in a "V" shape, exposing a large area of ​​thick chest muscles. A small red mobile phone was hung on his chest with a colorful rope, and next to the phone was a palm-sized, pure white plush rabbit.

The man came in from outside, his face full of makeup showing anger. When he first saw An Rusong, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the anger on his face subsided a little. However, in a flash, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the computer, and the anger on his face climbed back again.

He twisted his fat, no, sturdy butt, and ran to the computer desk in a few steps. He kicked hard with his thick thighs. With a loud bang, several men screamed, and the computer desk and the monitor on the desk flipped over, hitting Zhao Chenghao directly underneath. The remaining guys were standing, so they reacted faster and narrowly avoided it. An Rusong was stunned. He couldn't figure out where this guy, who was neither male nor female, came from and dared to be so rude to Zhao Chenghao.

But in his surprise, many of his frightened younger brothers all bowed to the newcomer and greeted him respectfully, "Brother Jingsheng!"

After the greetings were over, these people hurriedly moved the computer desk away and helped the pale-faced Zhao Chenghao up from the ground.

"What are you doing here?" After Zhao Chenghao stood up, "Brother Jingsheng" asked gloomily, "Have you forgotten everything I said?!"

"Brother." Zhao Chenghao was actually quite afraid of this "Brother Jingsheng". He shrank his neck like a quail hit by frost, and even his voice was trembling.

"Answer me!" "Brother Jingsheng" said angrily.

"Brother, I am..." Zhao Chenghao, who was always arrogant, explained stutteringly, "I am..."

Seeing his look like a mouse seeing a cat, "Brother Jingsheng" seemed to get even angrier. He raised his right leg and made a gesture as if he was going to kick someone - however, the way he made the gesture of kicking someone was also very feminine. The moment he raised his leg, he actually made a orchid finger with his raised right hand.

"It's him!" Zhao Chenghao seemed to be startled, but his mind became clear. He pointed at An Rushong and said hurriedly, "He said he wanted to cooperate with us. He also made a small program that can be used in the DNF game. Oh~~~ It can change the difficulty of the game."

"What are you talking about?!" "Brother Jingsheng" had no idea what he was saying and shouted angrily.

"Really, brother, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, ask him!" Zhao Chenghao only wanted to divert the attention of this "Brother Jingsheng", so he betrayed An Rushong without hesitation.

His strategy was very effective. "Brother Jingsheng" really turned his gaze to An Rushong. His pair of "phoenix eyes" with eye shadow looked him up and down scrutinizingly, but the anger he had towards Zhao Chenghao had strangely dissipated a little.

"Who are you?" After looking at An Rushong, "Brother Jingsheng" nodded in confusion and then asked.

"Hello, Brother Jingsheng, I am An Rushong, the representative of DreamToys toy factory," An Rushong bowed to the other party and introduced himself.

"DreamToys Toy Factory?" "Brother Jingsheng" looked puzzled.

Zhao Chenghao found an opportunity to show off. He took two steps forward, leaned close to "Brother Jingsheng's" ear, and whispered something to him.

"Brother Jingsheng" showed a look of realization on his face, and then he looked at An Rusong again and said, "You are actually a worker in a toy factory? You really have no future. In my opinion, you have good looks and can definitely come here to be a trainee. It just so happens that the company has not found a male trainee yet."

An Rusong suddenly felt a chill. He felt that the guy in front of him was not only neither male nor female, but also had a problem with his brain. There was no future in being a worker in a toy factory, but there was a future in being a trainee in an entertainment company run by a gangster? Did this guy confuse the words "prospect" and "risk"?

"This is my brother, Zhao Jingsheng, Brother Jingsheng!" Zhao Chenghao saw his speechless expression and spoke loudly, meaning that he was worried that he might behave rudely.

Is he your real brother?

An Rusong was a little curious, but he didn't ask rudely. He just smiled and said, "I'm very sorry, Brother Jingsheng, I don't have any plans to pursue a career in literature and art for the time being."

"That's a pity," Zhao Jingsheng didn't seem surprised. He just nodded with some regret and said something, then changed the subject and asked, "Cheng Hao just mentioned some mini-programs, games, and cooperation. What's going on?"

It seems that this is someone who can make the decision! An Rusong thought to himself. So he coughed dryly, quickly sorted out his thoughts, and began to briefly explain his thoughts.

Zhao Jingsheng obviously knew about the game DNF, but he was not very interested in it. So, after listening to An Rusong's story, he turned to look at Zhao Chenghao and said, "For this kind of thing, you should contact Uncle Taian first. Otherwise, with your ability, how can you make the right decision?"

(End of this chapter)