The eSports King’s Crush

Feng Nai did not reply to this text. He wasn't in too good of a mood.

The club manager sent several emoticons over at once. "Don't pretend you're not there. I know you are. I saw your Moments. You've switched to drinking red date wolfberry tea now?"

Feng Nai moved his fingers and replied, "Mm."

"Live-stream!" the manager stressed. "Show your face! It'd better look like you're showing your private life. Don't be sarcastic the whole time, my Almighty."

Feng Nai's voice sounded very casual, but a hint of slyness played at the corner of his lips.. "Got it, but let me sleep for two days first. In two days, I'll live-stream for you."

"That's right, why aren't you sleeping today?" The manager really hadn't expected him to be awake. Were there no classes at school that day?

Feng Nai switched to type with his other hand. "Mo Nan is ill, so we're here to show affection to our teammate."

The manager replied, "Do you think I'd believe that you're a person who would show affection to his teammates? You're bluffing!"

Feng Nai couldn't be bothered to say anything else. He directly took a photo of everyone present and sent it.

The manager was rather shocked this time!

His gasp was so loud that his secretary turned to him in surprise with a questioning expression.

"It's nothing." It was just a little unreal. However, judging by this, King was really firmly set on this support. Otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to double his live-stream hours.

The issue with the shareholders, who were thinking of switching the player out because of the implications, probably wouldn't be easy to deal with either.

After all, given King's identity and worth, if he spoke up, the shareholders would have to cut their coats according to their cloth.

However, ever since FromNorthToSouth had come, there had been no peace the whole time.

As a matter of fact, after being in this position for so long, they all knew this at heart.

This had been somebody's doing behind the scenes.

Those people didn't want to let FromNorthToSouth rise.

After setting up the trap step by step, they occasionally threw out contentious comments to start arguments now.

All of this was merely meant to ruin Mo Nan.

Knowledge was knowledge.

However, FromNorthToSouth wasn't worth the entire club exhausting all of its vigor to defend him.

Thus, they'd leave him to his own fate.

If he could really become valuable one day, then they'd see…

The manager wasn't wrong in thinking this way.

A competition was a competition, but management was management.

There were lots of things that needed to be weighed.

The shareholders were not aware of Mo Bei's value.

Meanwhile, Lu Yifan had gone overseas because of an opportunity.

He'd received a piece of information stating that he could meet someone there.

This wasn't a venue related to a competition, but a very private cocktail party.

Lu Yifan had paid good money for this chance.

Even Yang Mengruo had used her connections and tagged along.

Both of them were all dressed-up.

Lu Yifan's attire was slightly intentional. He'd hoped that the person would be reminded of eSports once he saw his clothes, so he had put on his team uniform.

Businessmen loved people who advertised their club. One of them patted his shoulder. "Hold on a while more. When he's here, I'll introduce you guys."

Lu Yifan responded, "Okay."

Meanwhile, Yang Mengruo was slightly anxious. She wanted to walk around. After all, every person here was much more superior.

Unfortunately, she understood that she could not move randomly now.

She only snapped a photo of herself holding a red wine bottle and posted it on her public account. The caption went like this: At an overseas private party. I'm about to meet the person who was the best in the scene last time. Guess who it is?