Chapter 845 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants ()
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Ten)
Manager He is a shrewd man. He took a look at Robot's expression, then at the overly young face of his new boss, and guessed something.
Is Robot saving money for the new boss?
Yes, it is still unclear what the new boss thinks of their SXT team. It would be better to leave a good impression on the boss first. It would not be good to come in and act like you want to suck all the boss' money right from the start, right?
Moreover, the young boss is young and thin-skinned, and he probably doesn't know how to refuse others.
After thinking it over in his mind, he agreed with Lance's words.
"That's right. We always go to Fuling Pavilion for the celebration banquet. Then let's go to Guyun Villa. It's not bad either."
The kids in the youth training group were visibly disappointed, but they were still a little happy.
Song Ning didn't feel anything, but he felt that the words "celebration banquet" sounded a bit harsh.
He glanced at Robot who had just put on the team jacket and was impressed by the SXT team logo on it.
There were many words surging in Song Ning's throat, but in the end they just turned into a light sentence.
"Then let's go to Fuling Pavilion. You SXT should have a celebration banquet this time."
Several of them were already crying before they even had their meal.
Will pulled his top laner and mid laner and hid on the second floor and cried loudly.
"Woo, woo, did you hear that? Did you hear what the young boss said? He said that we should have a celebration party this time! Woo, woo, woo, originally, we should have won the championship this time, if Master could play, woo, woo..."
The big brother in the top lane offered his jacket to wipe his snot and tears. His Adam's apple slid up and down, and he felt a slight sweetness in his bitter mouth.
“We heard it, and we know it. We will work together again next season and the season after next.”
The mid laner looked at Will, then looked at the Stone Ghost, and quietly moved closer.
The stone ghost glanced at him and indicated with his eyes, "What's wrong?"
The mid laner quietly leaned over to his shoulder and rested his head on it like a wronged kitten.
Before Shi Gui could ask, he felt that his short-sleeved team uniform was also wet.
Stone Ghost: Fuck.
But he stood there motionless, allowing these two teammates, who were much younger than him, to vent their grievances.
After all, if he could, wouldn't he want to have a good cry?
The youth training group was crying like they had seen a ghost in the middle of the night, with ghosts howling and wolves howling.
Manager He tried to persuade and comfort them at the beginning, but everyone ended up feeling very upset - after all, the championship that should have been within their grasp was lost because of some despicable means that were completely unethical of e-sports, and no one could accept that.
If someone else had said this, the effect might not have been so strong, but SXT was already in turmoil and then they heard that the former boss was going to sell the team off.
No one can say that the former boss of SXT was wrong, but at this juncture everyone was paying attention to SXT, and the former boss's move can be said to have given public opinion a lot of momentum.
Many people who originally supported the SXT team couldn’t help but think a little more about this.
"The pace has been quite intense recently, because Robot is a celebrity player with a lot of traffic. He has almost the same number of haters as fans."
Manager He failed to comfort them and came to Song Ning to say that they could have dinner later. When Song Ning asked him why all the people were crying, Manager He couldn't help but speak out his true feelings.
He glanced at Song Ning and paused in taking out a cigarette.
"Boss, can I have a cigarette?"
This manager let the cat out of the bag, Song Ning thought.
But he was not the kind of person who cared too much, so he nodded.
"Light it up, but don't smoke too hard, it's bad for your health."
"Thank you for your concern, boss."
Manager He lit a cigarette, and the cigarette butt flickered in the evening breeze.
"In fact, Robot is the biggest victim in this matter. I think he is the one who feels the most wronged."
Song Ning stood quietly not far away and listened, "Because he should have won a championship, right?"
Manager He smiled bitterly. "More than that, Boss, you should know about the FMVP, right? Robot should have won this game, and also the FMVP. This is the highest honor and real benefit for every e-sports player. Robot, he should have gotten these things."
What he didn't say was that he had seen Robot's examination report at the hospital.
The other party was really cruel and wanted to destroy Robot. The hospital said that fortunately Robot knew a thing or two about this and took some self-rescue measures immediately, otherwise the toxin would have a high probability of affecting his nerves.
This is undoubtedly the most fatal blow to an e-sports player.
Song Ning's ears felt slightly cold from the night wind, and his heart felt a little cold as well.
"So, Robot didn't say anything? He didn't seem too affected by it."
Manager He thought for a moment, "How is that possible? Robot is a person, not a real robot."
He took a deep breath, and the white smoke he exhaled covered his face with annoyance.
"But he is the captain and our main player. He can't show too much, otherwise the other starters, substitutes, and youth training players will be affected by him."
He felt that it was too difficult for Robot.
"As the captain, Robot has too many responsibilities. Even if he feels wronged, he has nowhere to complain. For example, he called the police himself, and the league also knew that he was poisoned. In the end, the championship has been given to JLZ and cannot be taken back. Who can Robot complain to?"
Manager He thought that if this happened to him, he would probably become so discouraged that he wouldn't want to continue playing e-sports for the rest of his life.
Although he was only the team manager, he knew very well that a strong team could not win the championship. A championship would be affected by too many factors. And a championship that was within reach was missed just because of such a sinister means. Who would not be affected by this?
He glanced at his new boss, who wrinkled his nose slightly, and stubbed out his cigarette.
"But boss, if you could say this for Robot, I think Robot would feel much better."
The previous boss's behavior could be described as adding insult to injury, but the new boss's behavior was completely different. That statement was undoubtedly a positive affirmation of Robot.
From now on, let those kids quit smoking. If they really can’t help it, just eat more.
Song Ning's brows relaxed a little, but he was still a little conflicted.
"I just said something insignificant, it may not mean anything at all."
"What's the point? Aren't you cold here, young boss? Manager He, why don't you take the new boss in to warm him up? What if the young boss catches a cold?"
Robot's voice and a warm team uniform jacket fell on Song Ning at the same time. He was half leaning against the wall, his eyes lowered under his sword-like eyebrows with a seemingly nonchalant attitude.