Chapter 225: Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (42)

Chapter 225: Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (42)

Former World Champion E-sports Player and His Financial Boss (Part 42)

The farce of PFZ started with a bang and ended with a bang.

Not only was PFZ found to have operational problems, it was also found to have major financial issues.

Naturally, the league banned PFZ. It can even be said that whether or not PFZ will exist in the future is a question, unless PFZ can be cleansed and reorganized, but that will take at least a year and a half.

The boss of PFZ and his baby were thrown into jail for multiple crimes.

Also jailed were three PFZ starters.

Mo Dong, on the other hand, escaped because he had not done anything personally.

But not going to jail doesn't mean his ending was good.

PFZ directly terminated the contract with him and demanded a large sum of liquidated damages from him.

Not only was the money Mo Dong earned in the past two years not enough to pay back the debt, but many of the assets he had originally obtained from the prince were also "taken back" by the other party because Mo Dong wanted to run away with the money.

Lance could only express regret about this.

If Mo Dong hadn't thought of absconding with the money so quickly, perhaps someone in prison wouldn't have gone completely crazy.

But the other party had just been imprisoned and Mo Dong planned to flee to another country with the money. Obviously, this touched a nerve in the other party.

Not only did someone come to Mo Dong's house and take away all his money, but he also had both of his legs broken at the request of someone else.

In fact, the disease is not difficult to cure with modern medical technology, but the problem is that Mo Dong has no money.

It was a kind passerby who called the police and sent him to the hospital, saving his life. However, without money and no one to take care of him, Mo Dong's two legs were still disabled.

It's not like he hadn't thought about using his hands to make money by playing games again, it's just that his strength was still pretty good a year ago, but now after going through so many things and losing his legs, not only has his temper become bad, but his strength is not as irreplaceable as he thought.

At the beginning, he could still get some substitute training work, but because of his bad temper, he was picky and fussy, and gradually the little money he earned was only enough for him to pay the rent and have food to eat.

Later, after someone was released from prison, he came directly to him and started an argument, which ended up crippling his hand and made him completely disabled.

But that’s all for another day.

Now that PFZ has been banned, Mo Dong has almost disappeared overnight.

Everyone was a little surprised at first, but soon all attention was attracted by this year's SN.

In the second round of the spring season, SN rushed to the first place in Group S with an unstoppable momentum. In the third round, they were like a big devil, suppressing all the major teams and making it difficult for them to breathe.

The biggest headache for all the major teams is the top-jungle cooperation between Song Ning and Lance. So far, the cooperation between the two can be said to be seamless. Every time they join forces, they can create a rhythm, which makes the coaches of the major teams so headache that they can't sleep throughout the season.

Some people tried to give up targeting the two and wanted to open a path through the middle shooter and the support, but they found that the consequence of not targeting the two was that the two of them directly joined forces to kill into their jungle area, then crazily devoured their economy, and finally went directly to the bottom lane to reap the team battle.

The team that finally thought they had gained a slight advantage was suddenly dumbfounded.

Yu Yuyu and Niu and his entourage felt inexplicably sympathetic.

"Too tragic, too tragic, too tragic. They certainly didn't expect that Brother Ning and the others had already thought about how to deal with them if they targeted us. As expected, not targeting Brother Ning and the boss would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountains!"

"That's right. When we have a private clash (when we happen to be teammates or opponents in the game), as long as the two of them are on the opposite side, we would like to have five people come together to stop them. Sigh, they are still too young."

Kong couldn't help cursing beside him.

"Can you two losers just look at me squatting in the grass? Go up and act and sell yourself, I'm going to fire you."

"Oh."

"Oh."

In the third round of the spring season, after the reputation of Song Ning as the Great Devil and Lans as the top laner spread, SN won the third round and steadily entered the playoffs.

Although the playoffs have not yet arrived, the two have become the biggest headache for all team head coaches.

They didn't even understand at all - they heard that Lance was a first-generation rich man with no professional experience, and Song Ning was already a veteran player who had been playing professionally for four years. Why was he still in such good shape?

Why does his mentality seem unshakable?

The outside world is very confused about this question, and only Song Ning himself knows the answer.

"Training is over?"

As soon as Song Ning finished training, someone came up to him from behind and hugged him.

He leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yeah, it's over."

"Then let me give you a massage in the room, okay?"

Lance's fingers were already rubbing Song Ning's wrist lightly.

Song Ning certainly would not refuse the care from her lover, especially since it had almost become their daily routine.

"it is good."

One of the rooms on the third floor of the villa has been unused for a long time, and the other one, although small, is now filled with daily necessities for two people.

There were a few simple sets of clothes in a wardrobe, half of which were Song Ning's and half of which were Lance's, almost all of which were team uniforms.

The two of them rarely wear their own clothes in the base. Song Ning is used to it, and Lance is used to it by accompanying Song Ning.

The two pillows on the big bed were leaning against each other closely, revealing a little secret, and there was a simple small desk next to the balcony with a computer on it - Lance would occasionally use it to work.

There was a spacious and comfortable single sofa next to the bed. Song Ning nestled in Lance's arms and lay on the sofa with him.

Lance's massage was very thorough. Song Ning was massaged until he felt drowsy. His fingers and wrists were naturally stretched out, and he felt extremely comfortable.

He leaned in and stared for a while, then suddenly grabbed Lance's fingers playfully.

"Ning Ning?"

Lance questioned his sudden mischief.

Song Ning looked at the big hands and hooked them with his little finger to prevent them from leaving.

"Where on earth did you suddenly appear from? Why are you so nice to me..."

He just casually sighed, but Lance suddenly stiffened behind him.

Fortunately, Song Ning was still confused and soon loosened his fingers by leaning on his arm.

"Wait a little longer, wait until I win another world championship. I want to win glory for my country as a jungler. When my dream comes true, I can relax and we can have a good relationship then..."

He fell asleep.

Lance looked at his little finger that was hooked again, and helplessly thanked that the massage was over.

He carefully picked up the person in his arms and put him down beside the bed, his eyes filled with affection that he himself was not aware of.

"World champion? I will work hard with you."

As for sweet love, as long as he is with his little prince, every day is the sweetest love.