Ancestral local tyrant system

The Janus incident has finally come to an end. Fang Jueyu has also restored the oil price of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia to its original level. How can the Kingdom of Serot be a big country, if he jumps the wall in a hurry, he might get into some trouble again.

Janus was sent to a military court, waiting for him is the congressional trial, and Fang Jueyu’s Dawn International Psychiatric Hospital has a new patient, that is, Janus’s brother Jeter. It seems that Gu Yi has started a little harder. A little, the strong mental power left an irreversible damage to his brain.

Fang Jueyu didn't stay longer in the palace either. He should have met with Wang Cong at noon, and this guy was about to blow his phone.

On the way, Fang Jueyu hurriedly called Guo Xinyu to report that he was safe. He didn't want Guo Xinyu to worry, but said that there was some problem with the communication equipment on the plane, so the video was suddenly interrupted.

After talking on the phone for more than an hour, Fang Jueyu finally arrived in Hanno City at 8 o'clock in the evening. Zhuang Ying has helped Fang Jueyu contact his private jet in other nearby countries. It is estimated that he will arrive in Hanno City tomorrow. The airport is on standby.

This time the accompanying flight attendants were shocked. Fang Jueyu was going to be here for almost half a month anyway, and he simply gave them a long holiday to adjust their mood.

"You dog thief, what's the matter? Didn't you say that you will be there at two or three o'clock? I call you without answering, I have been waiting for you at the airport for hours!" Wang Cong said angrily, almost I thought Fang Jueyu was about to break the appointment.

"You can't blame me for this!" Fang Jueyu was also aggrieved. "When I flew to the border of the Celot Kingdom, the plane was shot down by a fighter jet. If it wasn't for my luck, let alone see you here now. I'm going to lose my life!"

"Fighter? How are you bluffing me? Why are people doing nothing to beat you?" Wang Cong obviously didn't believe that the plane was shot down by a fighter, so people can still live?

"It's not that prince named Janus!" Fang Jueyu and Wang Cong also mentioned this, but they didn't take it too seriously at the time, "This guy sent the royal army directly out, thinking Just kill me!"

"Then how did you come back?"

"That's not easy? Kill all of their airplanes and tanks and come back? You may not believe it, or the king of the Celot Kingdom personally picked me up from there. I still have dinner in his palace. That's it!"

"Just blow it!" Wang Cong gave Fang Jueyu a contemptuous look, but he was too lazy to study it. It is estimated that Fang Jueyu really encountered some trouble on the road. "Let's go, introduce our ZZ team members to you. !"

What Wang Cong and the others rented is a large-scale e-sports themed hotel. Although it is not large in scale, it is very warm. All the players gathered at this time to study their opponents in the next game.

"Come on, introduce a big guy to everyone!" Wang Cong clapped his hands and led Fang Jueyu into the room. All the team members and coaches looked away from the computer.

"Fuck! Dean Fang is here! Brothers, don't look at it!" The team member sitting outside shouted loudly.

"Ma Ye, principal, how did you bring the dean? Are you two going to get involved in the finals?"

"Dean, you said that as long as we win the championship, it is true that we will reward 5 million and a Didi plane ticket?"

"Dean! I am your fan, really, I swear!"

The oldest of the ZZ team members is only 23 years old, and the youngest is just an adult. Everyone is young. They usually get along well with Wang Cong. Seeing Fang Jueyu also has no such formality at all. This atmosphere makes Fang Jueyu feel special. Comfortable.

"Hello everyone!" Fang Jueyu greeted them, "Actually, I am a fan of yours. I have been watching your games since the last few seasons. This year, our Huaxia team is the only team you are left with. Now, I can’t come and cheer for you!"

Fang Jueyu is also a hardcore fan of League of Legends. For many college students, this game is not only a game, but also youth and feelings.

"Dean, you can't be so picky with our boss!" said Song Yi, the captain of the ZZ team. "President Wang also promised to improve the food for us at night. The dinner on the Internet today was only instant noodles. Everyone was starving to death. Yes, you can't come empty-handed when you come to cheer us on?"

"If you have the ability, do you say it again?" Wang Cong suddenly darkened his face next to him. It wasn't he who picked it up, but the players here weren't very used to eating. On the contrary, instant noodles suit everyone's appetite best.

Under Wang Cong's threat, everyone suddenly closed their mouths.

"Wang Cong, you can't do this. How can you win the game if you don't have enough food?" Fang Jueyu said, "Go, I will invite you to dinner tonight. What do you want to eat?"

"Lao Fang, you can't get used to this group of people! As soon as these people get used to them, they will float!" Wang Cong said.

"How do you do that! They killed the strongest No. 1 seed in our hostile competition yesterday. How can we celebrate this kind of thing?" Fang Jueyu glanced at the time, "It's almost nine o'clock, and the research on opponents is not so bad. Is the time right!"

"That's right! President, you can see that Dean Fang has said that you can't squeeze our labor force, we don't want to be a 996 work system every day!"

"Yes, principal, we strongly protest!"

In an ordinary company, if employees talk to their boss in this way, they might have already been fired, which shows that they can get along quite easily and enjoyably.

"Let's do it! Seeing that you performed well in the previous game, I will take you to a good meal today!" Wang Cong didn't stop everyone's concerted resistance at first, and finally nodded.

"Yeah!" The players cheered suddenly.

Everyone hurriedly packed their things and rushed out of the room. Suddenly, a group of very familiar people appeared on the opposite side.

The STT team of the Republic of Korea, League of Legends, has been in the world competition for 8 years. They won the championship for 6 years with a very strong dominance. This is because they only joined the world finals in the third year.

Huaxia's team has met them at the World Championship more than once, but so far has never won a beautiful victory.

The STT team seems to have just finished training, planning to find a place to eat, the two teams happened to meet each other in a narrow way.

"Long time no see team leader Jin!" Wang An, the leader of team ZZ, greeted the opponent.

Kim Jong-cheol showed a haughty smile: "Coach Wang, I'm afraid you may be going home again this year!"

Jin Zhengzhe and Wang An can be regarded as old opponents for many years, but Wang An has never taken advantage of each other.

"Isn't that Brother Li?" Fang Jueyu stabbed Wang Cong beside him.

Formerly known as Lee Kwang Hyuk, Li is a mid laner of the STT team and has the title of No. 1 mid laner in the world. In China, he has always had such a title.

"What's the matter?" Wang Cong asked.

Fang Jueyu quietly grabbed the broomstick leaning on the wall: "This is a good opportunity to kill Brother Li solo!"