The girl who wears fast suits her to seduce the world

Manager's office

"Gill, do you want to change the contract?" The manager handed the contract to Xia Ji with a smile on his face.

Xia Ji picked up the contract, looked through it carefully, and commented: "It's quite high."

The df contract treated her better than dlg by more than a tiny bit.

In the dlg team, Xie Beichen's salary and benefits will be much higher than his own.

After hearing this, Manager Li smiled softly: "Don't worry, if you join the df team, we will definitely not treat you badly in terms of money."

"Our df team is not like the dlg team. Although our team's qualifications are not as senior as the dlg team, the df team treats its members the best among all teams."

Xia Ji nodded with satisfaction after reading the contract. When she picked up the pen and signed her name, her eyes darkened when she saw the live broadcast, and her signing hand paused.

Manager Li glanced at Xia Ji and understood that Xia Ji had no need to broadcast live in the dlg team before, and of course she did not cooperate with the platform.

Manager Li thought about the fees offered by the platform not long ago. As long as he can persuade Gill to live broadcast on their platform, he will give the DF team [-] million every year.

Because Gill's e-sports skills are obvious to all, Gill firmly ranked first in the e-sports skill list voted for by fans.

So he began to persuade her earnestly: "I know Gill, you don't like live broadcasting, but this platform does provide a lot of money, you can consider it..."

"This will not delay your usual training, and now you are starting to accumulate your own fans. Even after you retire, you can make pocket money by broadcasting casually."

Afraid that Xia Ji would still disagree, Manager Li gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, as long as you agree to the live broadcast, I can persuade the superiors to give you 5000 million per year."

[-]-[-] is a very good treatment. Generally, e-sports players’ live broadcasts are [-]-[-] points with the company, and [-]-[-] points are very rare, let alone [-]-[-] points.

"Deal." Xia Ji signed her name neatly and curled her lips.

I think back then, her manager at dlg also wanted you to live broadcast, but the money given to her was only over [-] million, and the time was long. She didn't accept it because she thought it was too little and it would delay training time.

"You will go to your seat for a live broadcast later. It will be your first show at DF. I will ask someone to give you your account number and password." Manager Li said to Xia Ji with a smile on his face.

"Does the manager have anything else to do?" Xia Ji asked politely as she prepared to stand up.

"It's okay. The DF team has announced your joining on the official Weibo. Remember to go up and interact later." Manager Li instructed.

Just when he wanted Xia Ji to go back to the live broadcast, he remembered that the dlg team came to him a few days ago. He pushed up his glasses and said, "The manager of the dlg team came to me a few days ago. He wanted me to let you out. Let you return to the dlg team."

There was a trace of disdain in Xia Ji's eyes: "Manager, it's better not to have too much contact with people like the dlg team in the future. It's too disgusting."

After that, he left Manager Li's office.

"scoff~"

There was a dark glow in Manager Li's eyes behind his black-rimmed glasses.

I didn’t expect that gill and the dlg team would already be in trouble like this...

Haha, the dlg team is really ignorant. It pushed the e-sports championship seed players out for nothing. This time they made a lot of money...

————I am the dividing line————

training room

Song Yanxiu glanced at the door of the training room and saw no sign of Xia Ji. He kicked Wang Xiong's swivel chair and said, "Change the plane."

Wang Xiong: "?"

Wang Xiong looked at Song Yanxiu with doubts in his eyes.

Which camera should I change if I'm good?

Is he in a hurry?

Song Yanxiu's eyes were full of meaning as he looked at the seat next to Wang Xiong, which was Gill's seat.

"I want to see Gill every time I'm training."

Oh, what does that have to do with him?

Wang Xiong's expression was indifferent, his buttocks were firmly seated, and he refused to move at all.

"Does this have anything to do with you wanting to sit on my plane?"

"I won't let it."

When his goddess Gill comes in the future, what day will his captain not see her?

Really are.

There was a trace of confusion in Song Yanxiu's tone, and his brows furrowed slightly: "But it will be inconvenient for me to kiss and cuddle with Gill in the future~"

Wang Xiong, who was invisibly stuffed with dog food by Song Yanxiu: "..."

Xia Ji, who had just entered the training room, heard Song Yanxiu's words: "..."

Kiss and Tie Tie?

What is Song Yanxiu talking about again?

Song Yanxiu saw Xia Ji standing out of the corner of his eye, with a faint light shining in his dark blue eyes, and said to Xia Ji with a hint of relief in his tone.

"Oh, there are too many people like this in the world, they just can't see others being happy..."

As he spoke, Song Yanxiu glanced at Wang Xiong suggestively and sighed.

The hinted Wang Xiong said: "..."

Fuck, what’s going on every day?

Wang Xiong stood up, moved his swivel chair to Song Yanxiu's seat, and then moved Song Yanxiu's swivel chair to his.

Gritting his teeth, he waved his hands respectfully and said, "Sir, please sit down."

He can't afford to offend him, and he can't afford to hide from him?

Song Yanxiu squinted his eyes, smiled, and patted Wang Xiong's head like a dog: "You are indeed my great son. I know how it is not easy for my father to raise you..."

"Go, go, go," Wang Xiong cursed.

Xia Ji sat directly in the seat next to her and started to assemble her keyboard and mouse.

Song Yanxiu took out a pink cup from nowhere, took a cup of warm water and put it on the table. Then he deftly took out a small pile of snacks from Wang Xiong's drawer. After Xia Ji finished them, he placed them on her table. superior.

"Sister Gill, drink water~" Song Yanxiu raised the cup to Xia Ji's lips and smiled.

Xia Ji lowered her eyes and subconsciously wanted to take Song Yanxiu's cup.

"Sister Gill, are you not satisfied with the service? How about I feed you in another way?"

Song Yanxiu's dark blue eyes held deep meaning, and his tone became gentler.

"For example, use this~" After seeing Xia Ji looking over, Song Yanxiu tapped his lips with his fingertips, indicating something.

"Ok?"

"Sister Gill, do you need it?" Seeing that Xia Ji was silent, Song Yanxiu asked with a sense of oppression in her words: "You need my special service~"

Song Yanxiu's words directly reignited the ambiguous atmosphere between the two.