Chapter 197: Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (4)
Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (XIV)
"Brother Ning, I still don't understand. You just want to change clubs. Do you really need me to accompany you?"
Pan Fries wrapped himself tightly in black and hid in a dark corner.
Although good brothers are loyal, if they have a choice.
He really doesn't want to live in the sun.
Pan Fries can be the loveliest person on the Internet, but in reality he is just a weak, pitiful, helpless, dark, inferior and cowardly person!
Can't we just let him crawl in the dark corners?
Song Ning also knew that she was embarrassing him, so she pursed her lips and agreed.
"It will be soon. You just need to meet Boss S once, and then you can go back."
"What? The boss is coming in person?"
Pan Fries, who had just been growing darkly in the corner, rushed over.
Oh damn, the sunlight is so blinding!
His expression was twisted, and the gossipy gleam in his eyes could not be hidden.
Song Ning was speechless, "Didn't I tell you? He said he would come and pick me up at the base today."
He clenched the suitcase in his hands.
"You didn't say a word, okay my brother!"
Pan French Fries was very excited. "So the boss really bought CXJ? He also set up a club? Now he even has a base? Where is it? Is it an ordinary house or a big house? It can't be Dabieye!"
Song Ning was puzzled.
"Why are you so excited? And I don't know if you ask me. I haven't moved there yet."
Pan Fries looked at him in disbelief.
"Brother, these are the things that the entire league is most concerned about right now, okay?"
Who wouldn’t want to know?
"is it?"
Song Ning didn't care about any of this.
The only thing he cares about now is Boss S.
What kind of person is Boss S?
Will it be the same as he imagined?
"Brother, Brother Ning?"
Pan French Fries kept talking for a long time but no one responded, so he turned around.
My goodness, his brother looks so indifferent, does it seem like he has lost his mind?
"Ok?"
Song Ning had just come to his senses when he saw a car not far away that was so luxurious and high-profile that he subconsciously pulled the suitcase back - if the car was scratched, he and Pan Fries would probably not even be able to afford the repair costs.
"Fuck, I can actually see this car in real life?"
Pan Fries turned around when he saw his action, his eyes filled with surprise and envy.
"Are the people in the PFZ club so rich? I remember this car cost eight figures, right?"
"I don't know, but he should be very rich."
Eight digits?
Song Ning suddenly thought of his transfer fee, which was also in eight figures.
The two men silently stepped back, but the luxury car gradually slowed down in front of them.
Song Ning was still wondering when Pan French Fries suddenly shouted.
"Brother Ning! Could this be the boss' car coming to pick you up?"
Song Ning Mengdi looked up.
The car window happened to be lowered, revealing a face that made the two men gasp.
Lance waved.
"French fries and idols, Song Ning?"
Song Ning didn't move.
Pan Fries took a step back silently.
Lance: ?
"Are you two serious about backing away?"
"Boss, you are the one. Are you serious about using this face, this voice and this luxury car to make a meme?"
As soon as he heard the voice, Pan French Fries, who had been serving as a sparring partner for a hundred times, felt relieved.
"Boss, your appearance is not quite up to par. It's a little worse than I expected."
He made a mimosa gesture with his index finger and thumb.
Lance smiled, but his eyes were on Song Ning standing beside him.
"Really? Is there anything missing?"
Pan French Fries picked up the luggage on the ground with one hand and grabbed Brother Ning who was still in a daze with the other hand.
"We're missing a driver. How can a rich boss drive himself? That would be too low-class."
"But I feel that it is an honor for me to be the driver of my idol at such an important moment. What should I do?"
Lance opened the car door, revealing his long, straight legs.
Before he even walked up to the two of them, Pan French Fries had already shut himself off.
The boss really has no flaws at all.
"You're talking nonsense again."
Song Ning also heard a familiar feeling in this familiar teasing, and he immediately relaxed.
"Is this all the luggage?"
Lance came over to help, but Song Ning declined and did it himself.
"Well, since we live in a dormitory, it's not convenient to put a lot of our things there."
"If I had known earlier, I should have driven a Wuling Hongguang mini."
Lance suddenly sighed.
Pan Fries snapped back to his senses.
"Boss, do you still have that kind of car?"
"Well, sometimes I use it if I don't travel far."
Lance tilted his head to look at Song Ning who was avoiding his sight, and continued with a smile what he had just said.
"If I drive that, not only will it be more than enough to carry this amount of luggage, but I can also experience what it feels like to have my idol sitting in the passenger seat."
Pan fries are hard to describe.
He just thought that God was unfair, but now he sees that God is fair.
I gave the boss so many good things, but he ended up with a weird brain.
This statement sounds somewhat outrageous.
Is Brother Ning some rare big shot? What does the boss want?
Oh, no, it seems that his brother Ning is indeed the one.
He is one of the most famous junglers in the league and the best jungler in the world, so why is he not counted?
"...I'll sit in the passenger seat if you drive this."
Song Ning didn't know what to say and could only answer truthfully.
There was no way he would let Boss S drive for him while he sat in the back seat.
That's rude.
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Pan French Fries reacted, "No, Boss, Brother Ning, what about me?"
Lance looked at him in surprise.
"I thought you were just helping the idol move some things?"
“Actually, I think I can do this job myself.”
"You mean, I'm redundant here?"
Pan fries broke down.
No, his brother Ning is like this, why is the boss like this too?
"By the way, aren't there still a lot of orders left from the previous hundred? No need to fight. I have training to do next. I'll just pay you for the orders."
Lance suddenly pulled out his cell phone.
As expected, Pan Fries heard the sound of the order being completed.
He looked at the boss and then at his brother Ning.
"Ah, boss, Brother Ning, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I'll go back and start the show first!"
If you don’t leave now, when will you wait?
He Pan Chips is not such a ignorant person!
"Wait, fries!"
Unexpectedly, this guy left without saying anything. Song Ning felt inexplicably nervous.
He couldn't help but glare at the culprit who caused all this.
Lance smiled instead.
"Idol, I've been here for so long and you finally look me in the eye for once."
Song Ning is aphasic.
This guy is just for this?
"Are you getting in the car, idol? If you don't leave now, we might end up on the hot search list together tomorrow."
Lance had his back to a flashing light and spoke in an inexplicable tone.
Song Ning was startled and without thinking too much, he followed his hand and got into the passenger seat.