Chapter 841 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (6)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Part 6)
Song Ning didn't know what he was thinking.
Maybe he was not thinking about anything. Anyway, when he woke up, he had already contacted the owner of the SXT team to inquire about the other party's offer.
"You want to buy an SXT? Bro, you sound a little young."
When the other party spoke, Song Ning finally came to his senses.
He was silent for two seconds and then opened his mouth.
"I was lucky. I received more than 100 million yuan in compensation for the demolition of my home."
SXT boss: "... Damn, you are really lucky. Just name a price and I will sell it to you!"
Song Ning didn't know how much to ask, so he thought for a moment and said honestly, "I've never bought one before, how about you name a price first?"
The boss of STX was also silent, and it took a while before he burst into laughter.
"You are a real person, okay, I won't say anything nonsense. I originally wanted 7888 million for this team, but you are lucky. If you want to buy it, I will charge you a little less. How about W? I picked this number on purpose."
Song Ning couldn't explain it clearly, but he had bought things before. If the other party quoted a price, he should generally bargain back. If he didn't bargain, he would lose money.
So Song Ning thought about it and also said a number.
"It's too high, and I think 5888 is a better number. What do you think?"
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The SXT members knew later than the outsiders that they were going to be sold together.
It was okay for others, but the fat Will who had just joined the team felt like the sky was falling. He went to look for the top laner, but found that the Stone Ghost Gate was not open and he could hear the deafening snoring from inside through the door.
He went to look for the mid laner again, only to find him hiding in the training room crying.
Will panicked. He finally ran to check on his master Robot's door with a confused look on his face.
How come it's being sold all of a sudden?
Even though they missed the championship, their strength is not bad, and if it weren't for the accident of the master, the championship should have been theirs.
"Click."
As soon as Robot went out, he saw the kid standing at his door crying uncontrollably. His chubby face was wrinkled with snot and tears. He couldn't even speak clearly.
"Master, the boss wants to sell our team, did you know?"
Robot paused, "When did it happen?"
Will looked at him blankly, "It seemed like it was just last night, and it's all over the place today, Master, don't you know?"
As soon as he woke up, the whole world notified him, how come his master didn’t know?
Robot groped around and pulled out his cracked cell phone.
"I accidentally dropped my phone last night, and I was just about to buy a new one."
The phone shattered like a spider web, and Will's tears stopped suddenly.
"Master, aren't you the most peaceful when you sleep? Why did you drop your phone?"
Robot closed the door and said, "My body hasn't fully recovered yet, so I didn't catch him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Will's tears that had just stopped flowing again, "Master, are you really in trouble? Is it because of this boss that you want to sell our team? What should we do in the future? Master, you can't play professionally anymore?"
“Lend me your phone,” Robot casually threw his unusable phone over, and quickly checked the situation online with Will’s phone. “It’s just a team trade, it’s normal, just like buying and selling players every season, it’s not uncommon. Haven’t you seen some teams change their names? It’s just a new boss, why are you panicking?”
Will wiped his tears with his arm. "Really?"
"I'll buy a new phone and transfer the money to you later."
Robot placed an order, and Will came over to pay. "No need, Master. It's just a cell phone. I can give it to you as a gift."
Robot looked at him calmly, "I don't have the habit of taking advantage of my apprentices, and I just haven't fully recovered from the poisoning. It's not like I can't play professionally anymore. Didn't I tell you that?"
How could this little fat boy cry like this?
Will looked at him stubbornly, "Master, you are just pretending to be strong when something happens. I don't think you are willing to believe this. I want to remain skeptical."
Robot was a little amused by him, "Your skepticism means you believe the rhythm online and think that I can't play professionally?"
When Will heard this, he thought about it again and felt that there did seem to be something strange.
Robot stopped arguing with him about this issue. "The change of team owner won't affect our continued participation in the competition. Just let it go. Besides, I'm not unable to play professionally. I might as well practice my free time. Your hero pool is still too shallow."
As he spoke, he glanced at Will, who suddenly felt the skin on the back of his neck tighten and hurriedly wiped away his tears.
"Well, Master, I'm going to the training area in the training room. I'll bring your phone to you when it arrives."
He was about to leave when Robot grabbed him, "Why are you in such a hurry? I want to practice with you."
Will stopped crying now. He just felt like the sky was falling.
In an instant, many scenes of him being scolded by his master flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope. At this moment, he suddenly felt that selling the team was not a big deal.
When Robot came over to the training room, the mid laner was already training with red eyes. The Stone Ghost sitting next to him was drinking a bottle of milk while playing the match. When he saw him and Will coming over, he waved.
"Why don't you take a rest? I see your lips are white, and it won't take long for training."
"If I don't practice for a day, I'll practice last-hitting."
Robot came over with a little fat boy and sat down, and took the bottle of milk from the stone ghost's table. "You woke up so early today?"
Seeing that his expression was the same as before, Shigui couldn't help but sigh, "I want to continue sleeping. My phone is about to explode from calls. You should know that the boss is going to sell the team."
Robot turned on his computer and nodded, "I know, but my phone is broken."
"Broken?" Shi Gui scratched his head. "I have another one that I just replaced. How about you use that first?"
Robot: "No, I asked Will to place the order for me. It will be delivered soon."
Shi Gui: "That's fine. I'm also waiting for breakfast. Would you like to join us in the third row?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the resentful look from the mid laner behind him shot over, "I also want to queue with the captain."
The stone ghost joked, "You can wait until next time. There are three of us, and you have already started, right? Have a good fight."
The mid laner was confused, depressed, and discouraged. He could only grab his phone and dive into the opponent's crowd and successfully made a perfect control. Only then did he barely let out a sigh of relief.