Rebirth: I escort the male god

After hanging up Ai Yu’s call, Huo Qiyan held the phone for a while, but in the end he did not call Huo’s father.

He will go to work at Huo's after class, and will have a direct meeting with Huo's father at that time. Huo's father has already arranged his internship for him last time. He has joined the operation planning department. Every day he writes promotional copy and occasionally edits some videos. There is nothing important.

He sent a message to Feng Rucen, saying that after he went to work at Huo's, he walked to the school gate and took a taxi to Huo's. As for the car he brought in the morning, he left it for Feng Rucen to drive when he got home.

Feng Rucen's medical course schedule is very full, and he has almost no free time. Sometimes he has to do experiments after class.

Huo Qiyan didn’t understand all that. When he wasn’t going to Huo’s, he would find a milk tea shop to sit and do his homework. When Feng Rucen was done with his work, and was about to go to Huo’s, he would send him a message in advance and tell him to go home by himself at night and he didn’t need to look for him.

【Okay, work goes well. 】

Feng Rucen's message came half an hour later. Huo Qiyan knew that he must have finished his work, so he replied to him as soon as possible, and sent him a monthly salary of 1800 yuan and a smiling emoticon package every day.

Feng Rucen on the other end of the line looked at the mushroom-headed boy smiling at the computer, with a slight curl of his lips. He didn't know where his Xiaoqi got the emoticon pack from, it was strange and cute.

When he arrived at Huo's company, Huo Qiyan did not go directly to his department. Instead, he took several elevators and went up to his father's office on the 20th floor.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a gorgeous figure walking by with a gust of fragrance.

Huo Qiyan saw who was coming and greeted her with a smile, "Aunt Xiaoli, you're back? Are you well?"

Zhang Xiaoli seemed to have just seen him, and looked at him enthusiastically, "Oh, this is Qi Yan, you've grown so tall? You've become a big boy. Aunt Xiaoli is fine, just a little bit of a problem with her spine, it will be fine after a rest. Come back to work quickly, are you here to see Mr. Huo?"

"Yeah, I have something I want to talk to Dad about. Aunt Xiaoli, you are not feeling well, so you should rest for a while."

"Okay~ Thank you Qi Yan for your concern. Mr. Huo just finished a meeting and is in the office. You can go find him directly."

Huo Qiyan responded with an OK and walked inside. He paused in front of the door and spoke casually.

"Aunt Xiaoli, since you have been reinstated, the hundreds of thousands of yuan in compensation that the HR department gave you should be returned to the company's account. Otherwise, I'm afraid that others will know about it and it will have a bad impact."

Zhang Xiaoli blurted out, "What compensation?"

Huo Qiyan's face darkened. As expected, Zhang Xiaoli was also an insider. There were still wolves lurking around in the Huo family.

Zhang Xiaoli seemed to have just realized what was happening, and she smiled and tried to save the situation, "You mean that? I was planning to go to the bank to transfer the money after get off work today. Thanks to you for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten it again."

Huo Qiyan had his back to her. Zhang Xiaoli couldn't see his expression. She just said calmly, "Just remember it."

Looking at Huo Qiyan entering the office, the smile on Zhang Xiaoli's face gradually faded. She picked up her phone and sent a message, then deleted it without leaving any trace.

[The prey cub is alert and moves faster. ]

In the office, Mr. Huo was looking at the financial statements for this quarter. When he heard the door open, he thought it was his secretary coming in to deliver some documents, so he said casually.

"Put the ones you want signed first. I'll look at them later."

Huo Qiyan walked to his father's desk with a smile, picked up a pot of succulents and poked it, "Dad, do you want to look up at me?"

When Father Huo heard his voice, before he could even smile, he saw the meat in his hand and nervously snatched it back, "Ancestor, you can't play with this."

As he spoke, he carefully checked whether the succulent was damaged. His nervousness made Huo Qiyan a little jealous.

"Dad! This succulent is your biological son, right? He's so precious."

"You're talking nonsense again." Seeing that the succulent was not damaged, he quickly put it back to its original position and scolded him with a smile, "You little bastard, this succulent was placed here by your mother. It is said to be a rare species. It can't bear to lose even a leaf. How can I not be nervous? Tell me, what do you want from me? Are you short of money?"

Huo Qiyan chuckled, "As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father. Dad, you guessed it right."

Father Huo glanced at him unhappily, "I don't know you. From childhood to adulthood, you always laugh and move things around whenever you ask me for help. How much do you want this time? What are you going to use it for?"

Huo Qiyan relayed the conversation with Ai Yu to Huo's father, "I think what cousin Ai Yu said makes sense. Casting a wide net is indeed useful. Although it is not as good as crazy publicity, the fan base has been built, and the popularity will naturally follow closely."

"Ai Yu's idea is correct, but it's a bit one-sided. If you want to buy both, why only buy two real ones? Wouldn't it be better to buy all the ones that are somewhat famous?"

"Dad..." Huo Qiyan was frightened by his father's bold words, "Dad, do you know how much it costs to buy so many teams? According to incomplete statistics, there are more than a thousand large-scale games, including mobile games, PC games, and online games. The entire Huo family can't accommodate them all!"

Father Huo glanced at his excited son and said calmly, "But if we continue to operate, there will only be a few games that can enter the top 20 of the rankings."

Huo Qiyan choked, it really is...

"I have a game survey report for this year. Take it back and study it with Ai Yu." Father Huo took out a folder from the drawer. "As for the purchase of a team, I suggest you select those teams that are currently affiliated with the official name and have no boss."

Huo Qiyan didn't understand, "Why? Wouldn't it be better to buy a new one?"

"Xiao Qi, a new team needs to buy players, run-in, and train. Not only does it take a lot of time, but it may not necessarily produce good results. The margin of error is too high. We are businessmen, and what we need to do is to reduce the margin of error."

"Do teams affiliated with the official organization have advantages?"

Father Huo turned his chair and looked out the window, saying quietly, "The teams registered under the official name are all teams that once made it to the finals. Due to various reasons, their bosses ran away and no one took over. For the sake of fairness and competition system of the game, the official temporarily registered these teams under the name."

Huo Qiyan: "In other words, everyone in the team is pretty good?"

"Yes, and the official price the team asks for won't be too high, which saves a lot of money invisibly."

Huo Qiyan thought about it and felt that his father's suggestion was indeed good, but he was a little puzzled, "Dad, since you know so much, how did Mo Yan and the others end up in such a mess?"

"Ahem..." Father Huo said uncomfortably, "It's not that... there are too many things to do, I just can't think of it for a while..."

Huo Qiyan had an expression that said, "I understand." He just has too many industries, and they are so small and insignificant. He is an evil capitalist.

Bah! You can’t scold him. He is also a capitalist now. You can’t scold yourself. You should call him the trouble of capitalists.

Mr. Huo checked the time, took out a checkbook from the safe, and asked Huo Qiyan, "How much money do you need? Is one hundred million enough?"

Huo Qiyan looked at Huo's father with sharp eyes, and the look was no different from the one he was looking at the God of Wealth.

Father Huo didn't get an answer, so he instinctively looked at him. When he saw his expression, he was instantly happy, "Alright! Little money-grubber, I'll give you 100 million first, and we'll talk if it's not enough. By the way, how did you resolve the coach issue you mentioned last time?"