Xiao Mo is very wronged, but Xiao Mo dare not say.
After hanging up the video, Huo Beichen's mobile phone vibrated and opened WeChat, which found to be Ning Meng: [Children borrowed a shower gel, rest assured ~ I will avoid it!
Huo Beichenkou's repulsive reply: [I believe you.
Ning Meng: "..."
This is a disgusting person!
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The next day, the manager of CM came to Shanghai. He would meet with Ning Meng first. The three of them went to ET.
The day before, god had already greeted the manager, so today Lu Jiahao was there.
Ning Meng didn't engage in the false ones. When negotiating, it was straightforward: "Speak, how much?"
Generally, players like God who haven't played before can transfer hundreds of thousands, up to a few million, but Lu Jiahao shamelessly offered: "One hundred million!"
Ning Meng:??
Ah.
It's really a big lion's mouth.
Since ancient times, she has not heard of any e-sports hand transfer fee of 100 million!
After Lu Jiahao finished this sentence, he lifted Erlang's legs and looked at God and said, "If you want to buy it, buy it, if you don't buy it, let God stay and let the club play for two years, and I will talk about it after two years."
Professional e-sports players are eating youth meals.
After two years, both hand speed and responsiveness have declined, and it has basically become obsolete.
Of course, god still shines two years later, but Ning Meng won't let him lie here for two years.
Ning Meng lowered his eyes and spoke lightly: "Man, we are going to buy it, but one hundred million, are you sure?"
"Okay." Lu Jiahao sneered. "Either take a 100 million, leave with a good reputation, or pay 10 million in compensation, leave in default, or stay, there is no third choice!"
Leaving a breach of contract, the reputation is not very good.
And... this little fan of Ning Meng doesn't even want to take it for 10 million!
She held her arms and arrogant posture: "Since you don't plan to talk about it, let's talk about it, those fifteen national costumes are coded! Don't you want to open a studio to make money? Professional players are like this No level?"
Lu Jiahao did not panic at all and spoke rudely and impolitely: "Do you have any evidence? If there is no evidence, what shit is sprayed here?"
Ning Meng: "Did you not brush your teeth today? Your mouth is so smelly? Are your toilets cleaner than your mouth?"
Lu Jiahao was even more angry: "Are you scolding me?!"
Ning Meng shrugged: "Someone, you have to point his nose and scold, then he will know that he is scolding him."
Lu Jiahao: ...!!
He slammed up: "You little bitch! Bitch, you..."
Before she finished talking, she saw that Ning Meng also stood up slowly. She rubbed her wrists and moved her neck. "Why? Want to move with me?"
Lu Jiahao:??
Ning Meng said indifferently: "Do you know? I had two hearts, one kind heart and one sick heart, but now, I only have good heart, because seeing you, sick heart is dead!"
Lu Jiahao continued to scold: "You bitch..."
Ning Meng hasn't been awkward for a long time, and some words are unpleasant, interrupting him directly: "Look at you, it's so pitiful, there's nothing new about the curse words? It's just a few words tossing and turning. You were thrown up four times as a child , Only received three times, my brain broke?"
Lu Jiahao: "...I know, you want to buy him, don't you just like his little white face?!"
Ning Meng sneered: "Yeah, you look at God's eyebrows, and then look at you, heh..."