I have a mind

Chapter 79
Although Shan Bei denies it, it is quite useful to be praised a few times, and I feel happy in my heart.

Especially the one who praised him was the former world champion.

"Then it's settled!"

"Should I sign with the Great God?"

Shan Bei shook her head.

"No...you can't sign with the Great God. Wait until I have an assistant. I will issue a private employment contract."

Shan Bei himself doesn't know when he will leave DS, how can he send a talent into the embrace of DS?Don't even think about it!

"I'll pay you your salary, it has nothing to do with DS. ...Where's the basic salary..."

Shan Bei thought for a while, and asked tentatively.

"The basic salary is [-], and the bonus is, if I need you to accompany me to live broadcast, the old rules, how about the head reward?"

"what?!"

Nomadic God of War was really startled, staring at Dan Bei with staring eyes, and swallowed hard.

"How little? Twenty thousand? It's all right, just tell me the number!"

"No, no! A lot, a lot!"

The Nomadic God of War came to his senses and waved his hands again and again.

"I...I mean...how am I worth so much money?"

I think back then, when the Nomadic God of War was playing professionally abroad, he only had a one-time signing bonus at first.After that there is no basic salary.To make money, you need to receive advertisements and win bonuses from playing competitions to have income.

As for the original money, he bought a house in Xiadao and married a daughter-in-law, so it was basically spent.Forced by life, this is why I play with you.

But now, there is a job with a basic salary of 10,000 yuan.I made [-]+ in four days by following Beibei's game.If you calculate it over a long period of time, how much will it cost per month?Doesn’t it start with one million?This was something he couldn't even imagine.

"value……"

Shan Bei smiled.

This smile is only understood by him.

Nomad God of War, the former world champion and professional player, has ten times the system reward for every assist he gets.That's a head worth 1 yuan!Talking about value here?Shan Bei also felt quite embarrassed.

"Old Mu, if I say you are worth it, you are worth it. In fact, it will be more... I still feel that I am taking advantage of you!"

"Then... that's fine! I'll hang out with you from now on! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

The nomadic god of war expresses his determination here.

Listening to the critical strike of the two people's dialogue, the whole person is not well.

"Mr. Shan, do you still need someone? I'm also a professional player! I'm Lao Mu's teammate!"

"Ah, I know. Don't call me Mr. Shan, it sounds weird."

The nomadic god of war hurriedly waved his hand towards the crit.

"You are the same as me, called Brother Bei!"

"Don't! You two are older than me, how can you call me brother?"

The nomadic god of war shook his head.

"No. You will be my boss in the future, should I call you Shan Boss?"

"That's right! The one who hits is the teacher! Then I'll be called Brother Bei! Is that okay?"

Crit responded quickly, with an extremely docile attitude.

Shan Bei smiled speechlessly and nodded.

This has solved the problem of the future arrangement of the Nomadic God of War, and there is another problem, which is Shan Bei's biggest concern.

"Crit, how many people are there in your studio?"

Hearing Shan Bei's questioning, Cry quickly sat up straight and put down his chopsticks.

"247 people."

"Is there usually a lot of business?"

"Not too much. Most people have a living. In addition to their hobbies, they also want to make some extra money. It would be strange if they don't starve to death if they specialize in this black job."

Shan Bei nodded and continued to ask.

"A few days ago, those four people who sniped at me and killed me only once, were they from you?"

Hearing this, Crit's heart skipped a beat.

It was as if Shan Bei was holding an M762 against his head.

"Ahem...uh...yes."

Crit took a look at the Nomad God of War and knew he couldn't lie.

"Is it the reward offered by LGG? Did you pick it up, or did they pick it up?"

"I took it. The black market has rules of the black market. They are my members here, and they can't take the job without permission, otherwise the commission will be deducted."

"Huh? Or membership system?"

This surprised Shan Bei.

This shadow studio seemed to allow him to see another world.

"Yes, each person, a monthly membership fee of 100 yuan."

"I'll go! There are 247 people, one hundred each. Then you... do nothing, and earn more than 2 yuan a month?"

Shan Bei asked in surprise.

Crit smiled sheepishly and explained quickly.

"I still take the risk, don't I?"

Shan Bei pouted noncommittally.

"What risk? It's all in the game. The big deal is to seal the account, register and play again, and it's over, isn't it illegal?"

"No. It's all said to be a black market transaction, all conducted online. It's all a verbal gentleman's agreement. If you don't keep everything, there will be people who cheat and refuse to admit it. So what should I do? I have paid my membership dues. I have integrity, but the sponsor won't give it. When it comes to money, don’t I just have to pay in advance.”

"Oh……"

Shan Bei nodded in relief.

"Then LGG's bounty is only 50 yuan for my head. How to divide the four people who sniped my team?"

Shan Bei rolled her eyes, feeling that she didn't understand.

Crit hehe smiled.

"The one who knocked you down, 20 yuan, and the remaining three people, [-] yuan each!"

"I……"

Shan Bei rolled his eyes speechlessly, and almost spit out a mouthful of wine from his nostrils.

"Ahem... ten yuan! It's enough to buy two cigarettes!"

As Shan Bei said, he took out a pack of Ruan Zhonghua and distributed it to the two of them.

"Take it! This is the value of my head."

Shan Bei lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke ring, and looked at the Nomadic God of War with a half-smile.

"Old Mu, have you seen it? You still say you are not worth much. Look at me! One head is worth two cigarettes!"

The Nomadic God of War shook his head helplessly and looked at Crit.

"I'm talking about Lao Bao! Those people of yours are too good, right? Let's just kill Brother Bei once! It's still when he is in a daze!"

Crit was also very helpless, sucking his teeth.

"I can't help it! Professional players just can't match life and death, and the remaining green onions are actually not bad. But your team is so awesome! A Beige, I watch the live broadcast every day, it is really good, I have to say, This is the truth..."

Crit sighed.

"There is also an old Mu, yes, and the two anchors that Bei Ge found, your team, it's like playing against those war gods!"

Shan Bei twisted his mouth, thinking: If those professional players can match me, I will be out of trouble!When I hang this sniper attachment is a decoration?
However, the purpose of Shanbei is not here. In the future, he will really match those professional players with him. Otherwise, if he has a head of 1 yuan, where will he make money?
"Crit, how many professional players do you have?"

"200 whole! Oh no, and me! 201!"

"So much?"

This surprised Shan Bei.

"Yeah. There are both active and retired ones, because of the pressure of life. The active ones usually play games and snipe during training. Not to mention the retired ones, they don't make much money wherever they work. Like the old shepherd, how much business can you get with a single 300 playmate?"

Crit took a look at Shan Bei, feeling a little uneasy.

I don't know why, the first time I saw Shan Bei, the strategies I prepared completely disappeared.To Shan Bei here, he said something, knew everything, and talked endlessly.

Dan Bei vomited out all these secrets in his black market business.

He just asked a few words lightly, but he didn't even catch an important meaning.

There was a murmur in Crit's heart.

Faintly, I feel that Shan Bei is very unusual, he really has the majesty of a superior!

(End of this chapter)