Chapter 191: Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (8)
Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (Part 8)
"What? You said the boss wants to buy you?!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, it's bad for my ears."
Song Ning pursed her lips, feeling a little inexplicably shy.
"He wants to buy a club and then hire me to play jungle. Can you be more serious?"
"Oh, that's still the same meaning."
Pan Fries didn't take it seriously, then grabbed his phone and started placing an order.
"Then Brother Ning, I have to have a good takeout meal at noon to help you celebrate. I think you don't have to think about it, just go for it! I said that a voice in my mind told me yesterday that I must take down this boss. It turns out that all this fate is for you, Brother Ning!"
As he spoke, he opened the barbecue restaurant he used to frequent, and started eating a huge meal without caring that it was only noon. He even closed his eyes and selected the lamb kidneys and grilled large intestines that he had been reluctant to order before.
The boss not only saved Brother Ning, but also saved his stomach!
Otherwise, he was planning to save more money to see if he could raise enough money for his brother Ning to become a free man.
"...Why are you so down and out? I remember you were still doing well as a host, right?"
Song Ning couldn't help but reflect.
Could it be that he hasn't contacted French Fries for too long?
"Brother, you don't understand. How could I have the mood to eat when you were like that a while ago? I felt like food was not tasty and wasted money! And that Mo Dong fan was attacking you every day. I was so angry that I couldn't eat."
Pan French Fries said this half-truthfully, but he suddenly became angry.
He was really angry. How did PFZ use his brother?
Not only did they let Shi Yiye give up his position to the newcomer, but they also asked the operations department to use his brother to build momentum for the newcomer. After the momentum was built up, they then pulled the plug and directly made his brother a substitute.
His brother gritted his teeth and agreed to switch to a support role, but the club still refused to let his brother go. Every time, it was clearly those teammates and that Mo Dong who just did nothing but eat, but the club always spoke in favor of that Mo Dong, as if the sky fell because of the problem of a support, and there was nothing wrong with the jungler who just did nothing but eat money, and the fans should feel sorry for him.
The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt.
But it still has to be him. When he saw the boss yesterday, he felt that he might be able to help his brother. Let’s see!
Isn't this coming!
Pan Fries submitted the payment and asked hurriedly.
"Brother Ning, have you made an agreement with the boss? Does he still want you to play jungle? Isn't the boss a good jungler himself? In that case, will you be the starter or the substitute?"
Song Ning was silent for two seconds, "I haven't agreed yet."
"Oh, you haven't discussed it yet. What? You haven't agreed yet?"
Pan Fries quickly pulled out the merchant's phone number and said, "Brother, wait a minute while I cancel my order. You wait first."
His brother didn’t agree with what he should eat, so he should save the money!
"It's okay, you can have your own food. I just don't think it's that easy. I've been listed on the market now, and it will take a long time for Boss S to buy a club."
Song Ning was very calm, "Maybe while I'm waiting for him to buy the club, I've already been spotted by other clubs?"
Pan Fries was puzzled.
"But you have to agree to this, right?"
"That's true, but I will still prioritize making sure I can play in the game."
If Boss S arrives too late, then he may not wait.
Song Ning's desire for competition is no less than anyone else's. He is born to stand on that stage and shine in the world of e-sports.
"...Then you can agree to it first. If the boss is too slow, it's the boss's fault."
Pan French Fries still didn't want his brother to miss such a good opportunity.
The boss was so generous, did he really think that the boss could do it?
At least it's better than staying in that shitty club PFZ.
"I will continue to talk to him about this. Just focus on your live broadcast and remember to take time to exercise."
Song Ning didn't chat with him for long and quickly hung up the call.
He sat on the bed and thought about it for a while, then grabbed his phone and went to the training room.
No matter what happens, maintaining his touch is the only thing he can do now.
"What do you think the club thinks? The former jungler said that this piece of trash is still asking for 8 million? Is he worthy of it?"
"Who knows what the higher-ups are thinking? I just want to know who is willing to buy it for 8 million. Could it be that he negotiated this price with the club? It's such a bad time now to play a support role. Do you still think you are the best player in the world? No one is still living in the past. I am grinning when I see someone willing to buy it for 800,000."
"Who knows? Maybe he is just so arrogant. Otherwise, why would he stay in the club and refuse to retire when Mo Dong is the starting player? To be honest, he has played for four years. It is normal for him to retire after four years. He is not young anymore. Wouldn't it be comfortable to retire after winning the championship?"
"He's just occupying the toilet without doing anything. Maybe he's still dreaming that he can continue to be an immortal legend by switching to a support position. Anyway, I can't stand it anymore. I'm a marksman and I have to bear the pressure by myself in every game. I don't know what he's sleepwalking about."
"I don't know, but he's probably going to be sold soon anyway, so why bother with him? Let's go. I won't practice for a few days. I'm going to play a few games and complete the live broadcast mission. These live broadcast missions are really annoying. I don't make much money but I still have to do them."
"Then I'll come along too. I've spent a little money these past few days, so it wouldn't be bad to make some money by live streaming."
"Is that guy still in the training room? I don't want to see him."
"Who cares about him? He's the one being scolded, not you. Why are you being so timid?"
"Right."
Two voices pushed the door open directly, and Song Ning's neither humble nor arrogant eyes met theirs.
They all shrank back, a look of guilt flashing across their faces.
"Rare guest, I didn't expect you guys to come for training too."
Song Ning stood up calmly and said, "But it seems that some people don't want to see me. That's great. I think so too. I'll give this place to you."
He grabbed his phone and left.
The club actually listed him for eight million?
He had never heard of this price!
It's not that Song Ning isn't angry with these two former teammates, but he has more important things to do right now.
Eight million, if it was this price before last year he wouldn't have said anything.
but now?
No club would spend eight million on him.
Moreover, he didn't want Boss S to really let him buy him and it would cost him a huge sum of eight million.
He must ask the club for a reasonable explanation and change this unreasonable price!