Chapter 848 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (3)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Thirteen)
"Thank you, little boss."
Lance's thanks seemed to linger in Song Ning's ears even when he fell asleep in his clothes on the bed full of strangers.
In the darkness, Song Ning secretly looked at the figure who was sleeping with his back to him. The belated nervousness and accelerated heartbeat made it difficult for him to fall asleep.
It was not until now that Song Ning realized what had happened in the past two days.
First of all, he suddenly became a billionaire. Although he only has tens of millions left now due to his lavish spending, it is still a huge fortune compared to his previous fortune.
Maybe he won't have to worry about making money for the rest of his life?
Secondly, he actually bought the SXT team ahhhhhh!
Song Ning looked at the ceiling in the dark with shock written all over his face. This was a team, a team that could play in a professional league!
Song Ning didn't even dare to recall how he had negotiated this deal.
Where did he get the courage to talk business directly with the former team owner?
He even started to bargain! The price was 20 million!
Which river did the water flow into his brain from? !
Song Ning couldn't help but open his mobile phone and took a look at the deduction information on his phone.
He also just learned that there are daily and even annual transfer limits for bank cards, and there are all kinds of knowledge that he had never been exposed to before, especially the first time he saw such a large amount of money transferred in and out of his account.
The bank has been calling him these days, wanting him to use the money for financial management and so on. His house is also filled with small gifts from the bank.
Song Ning stared at the ceiling and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that everything he had heard before was true.
The bank will not only give away rice, oil, noodles and paper towels, but even a brand new electric car.
It’s great to have money, Song Ning thought.
Only with money can he buy SXT, support Robotc, and even sleep in the same room and bed with Robot.
Song Ning turned his head to look at Robot's sleeping figure, and the sense of unreality faded a little.
After all, the person is right in front of him, so it is hard for him to say that it feels unreal. He can even touch the person in front of him and feel the person's real body temperature if he just stretches out his hand.
He actually bought the SXT, and it seemed like he indirectly helped Robot.
When Song Ning thought of this, he suddenly felt that the 70 million he spent was worth it.
Next, we have to continue to find ways to help Robot protect its rights.
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, his eyelids gradually became heavy and Song Ning fell into a deep sleep.
The person lying next to him opened his eyes, and his blue eyes looked extremely deep in the night.
Lance looked at the person beside him helplessly. He reached out to tuck the quilt for Song Ning, then held him in his arms with one hand and fell asleep together.
Robot raised objections to the Alliance, rejected the original "compensation" from the Alliance, demanded that the Alliance publish the test results of the poisoning incident, and demanded compensation from the Alliance and JLZ.
Among the demands made to the league was to cancel JLZ's FMVP skin award and ask the league to compensate him - because he was poisoned in the league arena and almost ruined his career.
This news was like a bomb that stunned the entire league and the entire circle was in an uproar.
"What the hell? Is Robot so tough? Why not just ask the Alliance for compensation directly? Isn't he afraid of being bullied by the Alliance?"
"Robot is really too bold. But to be honest, Robot is really miserable this time. The championship and FMVP skin were already secured. JLZ's morale was so low that there was no possibility of a comeback. If Robot hadn't suddenly left the field on the SXT side, I think JLZ would have said goodbye. What championship would he have won?"
"What's the situation with Robot's health? I heard rumors that Robot was seriously poisoned and it's very likely that he won't be able to continue playing. Is this true or false?"
"I think it's very likely. Didn't the former owner of SXT want to sell the SXT team because he heard that Robot couldn't play anymore?"
"But if it's true, then why did the SXT team find a new owner so quickly? Doesn't their new owner worry about wasting the money?"
This issue became the most concerned point for people in the circle overnight. In addition, whether Robot's body can still continue to play the game has also become the most concerned point.
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When Song Ning woke up, there was no one by the bed.
He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, yet was also a little disappointed, as he had thought he would be able to see Robot waking up.
He turned over and got out of bed, and saw a brand new set of toiletries on the table. Next to it was a sticky note with the handwriting on it so neat that it looked like printed text.
[To dear boss: There are brand new toiletries here. If you are hungry, you can go to the cafeteria or ask the aunt to make breakfast for you. I still have a live broadcast contract to complete, so I can't have breakfast with you. ]
Robot is really considerate. Song Ning looked at the note for a long time before this thought came to his mind.
He picked up the note carefully, looked at it for a while, and suddenly took off his phone case with great joy and hid the note inside.
After washing and cleaning the bathroom, Song Ning went downstairs to take a look at the training room.
"I don't know what the alliance will do, but this incident is too bad. I stand up for myself, but also to warn the alliance."
"If this matter is really handled so lightly, I estimate that there will be more such methods being used on different players in the future, and the overall environment of the entire competition will become very scary."
It's Robot's voice. Who is he talking to?
Song Ning hid by the door and peeked out quietly.
Robot, who had slept in the same bed with him last night, was leaning on the gaming chair, staring straight ahead with an expressionless face, with a box of milk next to him that had not been opened.
In front of him was a computer with the camera on. Speech after speech flashed across the screen quickly. It was obviously a live broadcast.
By the way, it seems that professional players now have signed contracts with major platforms, and there seems to be live broadcast market requirements every month.
Song Ning flipped through the lessons he had just taken and then remembered this incident.
But it turns out that Robot can communicate with netizens during live broadcast. He thought Robot was a very cool e-sports player.