The villains are all my vests

Chapter 6 Debut is the pinnacle, and the pinnacle is retirement (6)

Ruan Chenggang waited in the base early.

Zhou Zheng, the manager of 18CM, was anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "Assistant Ruan, Mr. Han is really coming here? What is he doing here?"

Ruan Chenggang stared at Zhou Zheng expressionlessly, until a thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhou Zheng's forehead, he said slowly: "Play professional."

Zhou Zheng thought he had a hearing problem: "What?"

Before asking what was going on, the door of the conference room opened.

Gu Zhihuan and Han Yue walked in one after the other.

Zhou Zheng's legs gave way and he almost knelt down.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Gu." Ruan Chenggang swam over like a fish.

"Manager." Han Yue grabbed Ruan Chenggang's hand enthusiastically: "I'm ready. I can play today."

Ruan Chenggang's smile froze.

Behind him, Zhou Zheng was also stunned.

Han Yue seemed to have noticed Zhou Zheng's existence, let go of Ruan Chenggang's hand, and looked at Zhou Zheng curiously: "Who is he?"

Ruan Chenggang rolled his eyes and smiled awkwardly: "This is the team's deputy manager."

Zhou Zheng was directly demoted from the manager to the deputy manager in just two breaths.

He blinked.

Han Yue hugged Zhou Zheng enthusiastically, patted him on the back, and said loudly: "Hello, deputy manager, I am a new team member, Han Yue."

Zhou Zheng's legs trembled, and he completely explained what it means to be dumbfounded: "Okay...okay..."

"There is a game today, can I play?" Han Yue stared at Zhou Zheng with bright eyes.

Zhou Zheng stiffened his neck and turned to Ruan Chenggang.

Ruan Chenggang smiled with tears, and looked at Gu Zhihuan.

Han Yue's gaze suddenly sank: "Gu Zhihuan, I slept with you last night, do you still want to stop my dream?"

sleep...

Boss Han... sleeps with him...

Ruan Chenggang and Zhou Zheng hugged each other tremblingly as if they had heard something terrible.

Gu Zhihuan's face remained unchanged: "Didn't I bring you to the team?"

"I want to play!" Han Yue straightened his back.

"There is no competition today." Gu Zhihuan glanced at Ruan Chenggang: "Is it?"

"Ah... yes yes... yes yes yes..." Ruan Chenggang nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice: "It's the offseason now."

Han Yue took a picture of Ruan Chenggang's face with his mobile phone: "I checked the league schedule on the way here! Today 18CM will play against the NMSL team."

Ruan Chenggang wanted to cry but had no tears: "I forgot..."

Han Yue frowned: "As the manager of the team, I can't even remember the schedule of my own team."

Ruan Chenggang's heart was broken.

He is an assistant, not a manager.

Han Yue took the schedule and sat down directly: "I'm going to play today."

When he spoke, he stared at Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan was about to refuse, but Han Yue gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise, I'll reveal the matter of your unspoken rules about me!"

Ruan Chenggang and Zhou Zheng's jaws dropped, and then brothers and sisters supported each other and lifted each other's jaws back.

Gu Zhihuan felt that her patience had almost broken through the limit, so she beckoned to Zhou Zheng: "Come out."

Han Yue slapped the table suddenly: "Is there anything you can't say in front of me! Is he also your little boy!"

Gu Zhihuan's expression turned extremely ugly.

Zhou Zheng slipped his feet, bent his legs, and knelt directly on the ground, lying in front of Han Yue.

Han Yue was obviously taken aback by his actions.

Zhou Zheng wished he could knock a crack in the ground for himself to slip in.

"Han Yue." Gu Zhihuan popped out Han Yue's name from between his teeth.

Facts have proved that although Mr. Han broke his head, his sense of crisis is still online.

Facing Gu Zhihuan's rainy expression, he snorted coldly, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, and stopped looking at Zhou Zheng again.

Zhou Zheng hurriedly got up from the ground and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I checked the points of 18CM last night, and it is firmly at the top of the list." Gu Zhihuan said, "You guys did a good job."

"The team members are strong." Zhou Zheng replied cautiously.

"Will this game affect the playoffs?" Gu Zhihuan knocked on the table and asked solemnly.

Zhou Zhengneng took the new team of 18CM to the top in less than two years, and his brain must be very bright.

Hearing Gu Zhihuan's question, thinking of what Ruan Chenggang said, Zhou Zheng immediately realized what Gu Zhihuan meant, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Actually, we have decided to use the next few games to adapt to the next version. It doesn't matter whether we win or lose. On the contrary. It would be nice to get something other than winning or losing."

"Oh?" Gu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Zheng glanced at Han Yue calmly.

Although Han Yue was looking down at his phone, he was always staring at Zhou Zheng's reaction from the corner of his eyes.

At this moment, when Zhou Zheng said a few words, he flinched and peeked at himself, and immediately stared, confirming Zhou Zheng's identity as a "little boy"!

Zhou Zheng was frightened by Han Yue, lowered his voice, and said to Gu Zhihuan: "Although 18CM has a good record, it lacks the background of a veteran team, lacks entertainment and attractiveness, and like other teams, some retired players come back to comment from time to time. Come back this kind of news, rely on the popularity of the topic to attract fans, but 18CM doesn’t work.”

Gu Zhihuan didn't speak, but just signaled Zhou Zheng to continue with his eyes.

Zhou Zheng licked his lower lip: "So if President Han is allowed to play in today's game, we can use this to make the public relations department push a wave of enthusiasm, similar to the fact that rich people can really do whatever they want, which will have a positive impact on the future development of 18CM. great help."

Gu Zhihuan looked at Zhou Zheng with a half-smile.

Zhou Zheng narrowed his eyes.

"Manager Zhou is a smart man." Gu Zhihuan patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder.

Before Zhou Zheng's smile could bloom, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and he was pushed away with one hand. Han Yue stood in front of Gu Zhihuan aggressively, with a trace of anger on his face: "Don't touch my wife!"

Innocent Zhou Zheng: "Mr. Gu just patted my shoulder..."

"Is your shoulder dead!" Han Yue said angrily.

Zhou Zheng felt sorry for his shoulders silently.

Under Zhou Zheng's 90.00% operation and Gu Zhihuan's [-]% of the money, Han Yue quickly got the qualification to play in the afternoon game.

18CM's public relations team began to create momentum on Weibo and Tieba with great fanfare.

When the NMSL team received the news, they were stunned.

They could almost foresee that if they won the 18CM team, Han Yue bought NMSL in a rage, shut them all in a small dark room, and let the five of them take turns as targets to practice marksmanship.

Just horrible.

It was said to be fair, just, and open. How could a person of 18cm resort to such a weapon of mass destruction!
For a while, the match between the 18CM and NMSL teams was pushed to the forefront.

The culprit who caused all this was sitting in the background at this moment, and the makeup artist held the foundation tremblingly, not daring to touch him.

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