Rebirth: I escort the male god

The man at the door was quite big. In this not-so-cold autumn day, he was wearing a black windbreaker and a baseball cap on his head that covered his face.

The moment Chen Mozhi opened the door, the man raised his head, revealing his resolute square face under the brim of his hat.

Hearing Chen Mozhi's words, the man showed a bitter smile, "Coach, you don't have to be so heartless. After all, we have fought side by side. Are we so unfamiliar with each other?"

Chen Mozhi frowned unhappily, "Kang Le, I'm not your coach, CV has been disbanded, and..."

"Mozhi, who is it?"

Gu Xuan inside saw that Chen Mozhi had opened the door for a long time and did not come back, so he couldn't help but ask.

Chen Mozhi pushed the door slightly forward and shouted at him, "No one, door-to-door salesman, send him away now."

Gu Xuan: "Then don't embarrass them, don't say hurtful words, just send them away."

"Ok."

From the moment he heard Gu Xuan's voice, Kang Le's face turned pale, "Coach, you finally found him..."

After Chen Mozhi calmed Gu Xuan down, he turned his attention back to Kang Le outside the door, his sharp eyes full of warnings.

"So what? He is my lost treasure. If you act like a demon again, I don't mind ruining your reputation once more."

He could turn Kang Le from a popular star player into a hated rat overnight, with no club daring to sign him.

If there is one, there will be two, so naturally he can lose the second time. The premise is that the other party does not provoke him.

Kang Le laughed at himself, "Coach, don't you really care about our old friendship?"

Although Kang Le's voice was not loud, Chen Mozhi still stepped out of the room and closed the door tightly to isolate the outside conversation.

"Coach, are you so nervous about him?" He was so nervous that his voice was not even loud and he actually closed the door.

"Kang Le, I'm warning you, if you have anything to fart, hurry up and fart. I don't have time to listen to your nagging."

Gu Xuan had a poor appetite and didn't want to eat properly. If he didn't keep an eye on him, he would just mess around.

He could fool himself, but he could not fool his delicate stomach. He would definitely have stomachache before two o'clock in the afternoon.

Kangle: ...

Chen Mozhi saw that he didn't say anything and looked at him strangely.

For a moment, an atmosphere of silence began to spread, just before Chen Mozhi's patience ran out.

Kang Le spoke up, "Coach, can you withdraw the complaint against me in the e-sports association?"

That’s right, this is the reason why Kang Le came to find Chen Mozhi. He was only 22 years old, which was the golden age for e-sports players. He didn’t want to return to the crowd and become an ordinary person.

He is talented, capable, strategic, and good-looking. Even if he retires later, he can switch to being a game anchor and still make money.

Of course, the prerequisite is that he shines in various competitions and is well-known.

However, his career was ruined because of a lawsuit filed by Chen Mozhi.

No club dares to sign him now, even if he lowers his price.

A year has passed, and during this year, Kang Le has already squandered all his previous money.

Without any source of income, he was in financial distress and had no choice but to move from his one-bedroom apartment in a luxurious residential area to a dark village in the city.

He never wanted to experience that kind of fall from heaven to hell again.

He wants to return to the arena, get in front of people again, and let more people see him, so he has to make money.

He didn't want to go back to that dark, sunless, shabby rental house at all.

Chen Mozhi: "Kang Le, I told you that you must pay the price for what you did. No one can escape."

Kang Le looked at him with sad eyes, "Coach, please give me another chance, okay? Buddha said that it is the greatest virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them. Why can't you..."

"Kang Le! It's not that I didn't give you a chance. It's that you could have given me many chances to tell me why Xuan left. But did you?" Chen Mozhi glared at him fiercely, "You didn't!"

Kang Le explained anxiously, "I was..."

Chen Mozhi raised his hand to stop him. "Don't say anymore. I don't want to hear it. I'll just tell you one thing: God is watching what you do. Go reflect on yourself and don't come to me again."

Having said that, he turned around, opened the door and went in, leaving Kang Le standing there in a daze.

After a long time, Kang Le slowly came back to his senses. Listening to Chen Mozhi's concerned words, a surge of anger rushed to his head.

why?

why!

He had come to him so humbly to beg for forgiveness, why was he still unwilling to let him go?

He just wants to make money, is that wrong?

How can you, who are born into a privileged family, understand the sorrow of people at the bottom of society like him?

Kang Le calmed himself down, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and made a call, "Boss Feng, I am willing to accept ZL's conditions and join ZL, but I want Chen Mozhi to be ruined! And I want Gu Xuan to live a life worse than death!"

I don’t know what the other end said, but Kang Le finally hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Before leaving, Kang Le took a deep look at the closed door.

Chen Mozhi, you forced me to do this, so please don't blame me.

Chen Mozhi inside the door suddenly felt a chill on his back and an itch on the tip of his nose, "A-choo!"

Gu Xuan: "Caught a cold?"

Chen Mozhi rubbed the tip of his nose, "No, it's just that my nose is a little itchy. Ah Xuan, these ribs are delicious, come and eat them."

Gu Xuan rolled his eyes at him, walked to the TV cabinet, took out a pack of cold medicine and threw it to him, "Make a pack and drink it after dinner, but don't infect me."

Chen Mozhi grinned and said, "Hehe, no, I'm very strong...A-choo!"

Chen Mozhi: ………Fuck! Is he really catching a cold? !