I have a mind

Chapter 81
Critical Strike admires Shanbei's practice of setting up a memorial archway while doing everything!

Shan Bei's intentions are obvious, and the critical strike is also very clear, but he didn't directly say that he wants to spend money to buy the head.

This also saves you from possible trouble later on.

Even today there are videos, audio recordings, and even written records.No one can prove that it is Shan Bei's request to buy the head.

Shan Bei means, firstly, that he spent money to save his life in order to resist the wanted person, which is self-defense.The second is that the compensation for the failure of the critical attack here is to take care of the brothers' business.

Seeing the ever-changing expression on Crit, Shan Bei smiled gratifiedly.

He knew that when he said this, Crit already understood.

"I have a condition here..."

Shan Bei continued.

"I only want your two hundred professional players, and I don't want the rest for now."

"201, me too!"

At this time, the critical strike has regained consciousness and normal thinking.

If those 200 people snipe a single shell and give away their heads, excluding the initial 100 yuan without commission, he can only get ten yuan for each head.

But if he went to snipe Danbei by himself, wouldn't it be two hundred at a time?

Therefore, there is no need to think about the critical strike, and you can directly recommend yourself to sign up!
Shan Bei smiled and waved his hands.

"Crit, you have an important job. You have to show me who sniped me, is it yours, how many times they sniped me, do you need screenshots? You have to count? I can take The money will be called to you, and you will send it after deducting the commission, right?"

"Ah, yes."

Crit curled his lips in disappointment.

At this time, the Nomadic God of War also understood, and hurriedly helped to speak.

"Old Bao, why do you have so many things? Are you still sniping? Brother Bei gave you this opportunity, you should be grateful! How much do you want? How much is too much?"

"I... I didn't mean that. Tsk..."

Crit wants to say that he is also short of money!Your brother is fine, with a monthly salary of [-], eating and drinking with the big boss Shan Bei, playing a game easily, and giving bonuses for kills and assists.Maybe you can get thousands of dollars for a game!
Shan Bei smiled and picked up a cooked abalone for Crit.

"Crit, you have to find a way to get those professional players to match me more, so that you can get more commission."

Dan Bei caught another shrimp for the crit.

"In addition, according to the number of people matched in a game, ten, I will give you one hundred, twenty, two hundred, thirty, three hundred...and so on."

not over yet...

Shan Bei added food to the crit again, this time it was a grilled chicken wing.

"Professional players who are matched with me in the same game, if they can clear the entire map of enemies first and kill one, I will give them fifty, and I will give you fifty. Then they come back... to snipe me. The number of kills during this period, You’ve calculated it well!”

Hearing this, Crit was stunned again.

Looking at the abalone, shrimp, and chicken wings on my plate, it seems that there are a lot of "meat"!

And the chicken wings...

The corner of Crit's mouth twitched and he looked at Shan Bei with sincere admiration.

The implication is to let professional players match as many as possible into the game, and "crash" with Shanbei, and then these people will act as Shanbei's "thugs" to clean up irrelevant enemies for him, and then Go give Shan Bei the head.

And Shan Bei's ultimate goal is to take both the head and the chicken!

The number of extra points is probably more than thirty in one round.

At the end of the difficult season, it seems impossible to be on the God of War in three days!
"Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Crit nodded heavily, pursing his lips with a firm expression on his face.

"Brother Bei is magnificent! Thank you, Brother Bei!"

Crash picked up the wine glass, held it in both hands, and toasted Dan Bei.

After clinking glasses, Shan Bei didn't drink, and looked at Crit seriously.

"Critical strike, let's talk about the ugly first. It's not allowed to cheat, they can't kill each other to reduce the number, and there are obviously illegal teams that people can see and want to report! You can't violate any rules of the game. Understand?"

"Understood! Don't worry!"

After Crit patted his chest to promise, Shan Bei nodded and drank the wine in his glass with a smile.

The meal for the three of them lasted until eleven o'clock before Shan Bei called someone to clean it up.

"I'll take you out."

Before leaving, Shan Bei also stood up and walked to the elevator with the two of them.

"No, you should rest early and stay."

Shan Bei shook his head, "You just ate so much and went to bed? What should you do if you gain weight? I'm a good-looking anchor!"

The three of them entered the elevator, and the Nomadic God of War pouted noncommittally.

"You are obviously a technical anchor, but you insist on relying on your appearance? You just showed your face today! How did you live broadcast before?"

Shan Bei smiled and pressed the button on the first floor.

The elevator goes down to the first floor.

"Hello Mr. Shan!"

"Hello Mr. Shan!"

……

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, there were also many customer service security guards on duty in the lobby.Every staff member who saw Shan Bei greeted Shan Bei respectfully, and Shan Bei responded with a smile.

This made the Nomadic God of War and Critical Strike, who were standing next to Dan Bei, suddenly feel the light on their faces.It seems that standing with Shan Bei can also get the same respect, which is extremely honorable!

After Crit called the driver, the three stood at the door of Linhai No. [-] and waited.

Shanbei's arm rested on Crit's shoulder.

"Follow me, there is meat to eat. The price I set is just a base. If I am in a good mood, I might pay more. But..."

Shan Bei moved closer to Crit's ear.

"If someone breaks my game rules and stands against me, I will only hold a grudge!"

Crash looked sideways at Dan Bei's seemingly innocent smile, always felt a chill running down his back, and a drop of cold sweat trickling down his spine.

It wasn't until he got in the car and on the way home that Bang Zhen let out a deep breath.

"Hey... who the hell is this Shan Bei?"

With such an exclamation, the nomadic God of War sitting next to him just smiled and patted Crit on the shoulder.

The attitude is clear and the words are clear.

Standing with Dan Bei, he is an angel, and against Dan Bei, he is a devil.

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish, which is undoubtedly revealed here in Shanbei.

In an anchor career that looks glamorous, there is often hard work that cannot be seen.

Many people think that as a game anchor, you usually play games, and if your skills are good, someone will give you gifts without shouting.

In fact, it is not the case. Outside of the live broadcast time, it is the whole work of an anchor.

There are many things to prepare, and there are many people to communicate with. You must keep your mind clear at all times.

During this day, Shan Bei met with the president of DS, communicated with more than 300 anchors, communicated with Crit and Nomad God of War, and broadcast live for more than eight hours...

Shan Bei felt very tired, so after walking by the beach for a long time, she went straight home to sleep.

Because of tomorrow, more!
Silent all night.

Early in the morning, Shan Bei ate breakfast upstairs, then went for a run by the beach, and came back to sit in the garden downstairs, thinking about the live broadcast content of the day and rehearsing it in his mind.

At about 10:30, Shan Bei entered the lobby.

Just as he swiped the elevator card and was about to enter the door, he felt another gust of wind blowing from behind, and a humanoid object rushed towards him with extremely fast steps!

(End of this chapter)