Rebirth: I escort the male god

After hearing Ai Yu's words, Huo Qiyan remembered that he had just promised to go back to the club.

As a result, I forgot about it when I got busy.

Huo Qiyan patted his head in annoyance, but Feng Rucen held his hand back, "There are a lot of nerves on your head, don't pat it."

Huo Qiyan blinked and said "OK" before saying to Ai Yu on the phone, "Brother, I'll be there in about 20 minutes. You can have a meeting with them first."

Then he grabbed his cell phone and put it in his pocket, ready to go to his suburban villa.

Ai Yu had no choice but to urge him to hurry up, otherwise he would easily miss the time.

Huo Qiyan twisted his index finger helplessly. This was a little habit of his.

Feng Rucen knew that he was in trouble, but he didn't say anything.

He was waiting, waiting for Huo Qiyan's decision.

After a while, Huo Qiyan stopped stirring with his index finger and slowly grasped the corner of his clothes, as if he had made a great decision.

"Brother, do you want to come with me to the base?"

There was tension, helplessness, and a hint of anticipation.

really.

Feng Rucen smiled, "Okay."

His little Qi, indeed, has him in her heart.

And Huo Qiyan was still foolishly happy that Feng Rucen agreed to go to the base with him.

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Suburban villa, meeting room

Ai Yu sat at the top, with the seat next to him vacant. It was obvious that the seat was reserved for Huo Qiyan.

The first one on the lower left is Chen Mozhi, followed by Mo Yan, Lin Mo, Zheng Hai, Xu Ke and others. There are several small screens on the opposite screen.

They are all other branches under the name of GW Wings.

Because this matter concerns the reputation of GW, and it is not just a matter of the "Gods and Demons" division.

Therefore, Ai Yu called all the people from all branches to a meeting to discuss a solution.

The coach of the Glory Division said: "Boss Ai, I think we don't need to clarify. Our club is very well known online right now. We can strike while the iron is hot and promote the club."

"Bullshit! What the hell is this black heat for! It's purely bringing bad luck to the club!" The coach of the Personality Obliteration Division can't stand those who rely on black and red traffic the most, so when he heard this, he directly sprayed back.

"I think there are pros and cons to each, but in this age where traffic is paramount, what the Honor Division said is not wrong."

"Fuck you, you're not wrong! Don't bring your old style of doing things from the Sword-Questioning Branch here."

Others may not know, but the coach of Dark Night Crisis knows that Wen Jian used to specifically look for people to gain traffic, sell homosexuality, and go for a warm and sentimental style, etc. He hates the people in this branch the most.

But the coach of the Sword Questioning Division looked nonchalant, "Don't talk nonsense, Dark Night. We did it for the sake of self-improvement. Even if the methods are a bit dirty, it's OK as long as they are effective."

"Bullshit... You have to be honest and upright. What's the point of using these little tricks? The fan loss rate is too high."

"Fuck you, your Glory branch has the most funding, if you have the guts, give me some!"

The game "Glory" has attracted countless players to spend money on it because of its beautiful and handsome characters and gorgeous operation effects.

With more players and live broadcasts of players, there will naturally be wealthy fans and rich fans who will spend money on the game.

However, the main group of people who ask for the sword are young and middle-aged people. There are relatively few female players, and the level of krypton gold consumption is naturally lower.

"Oh, it's our fans who are willing to spend money."

"Who doesn't have fans who are willing to spend money? We at Dark Night are no worse off."

"Tsk, the difference between big money and small money is not even a little bit..."

"That's enough!" Chen Mozhi interrupted with a cold voice, "Today's goal is to resolve the hacking issue, so let's put aside other grudges first."

Didn't you see Ai Yu's face was getting worse and worse? What the hell is going on?

The noisy conversation was so annoying. Not only did it delay the meeting time, but it also delayed his time to go home and be with Xuan.

Today, Ah Xuan has something to say about making sweet and sour pork. This dish usually takes a lot of time and Ah Xuan never has time to make it. It's a rare occasion that he has time today, but he didn't expect to be pulled into a meeting.

He was so angry that these people had to keep quarreling. It was so annoying!

However, the people who were quarreling didn't hear Chen Mozhi's voice at all, they just kept cursing among themselves.

Ai Yu's head hurt from the noise. He slammed his hand on the table and said, "Do you think this is a market? If you can solve it, then continue. If you can't, then go back to your homes! What are you arguing about!"

……

Several people looked at Ai Yu with a sullen look on his face, and they all kept quiet, feeling a little scared.

After all, they had seen Mr. Ai's methods.

No one dared to speak in the conference room. Suddenly, the door opened with a click.

The people inside the door quickly turned their eyes to the door.

"???" Huo Qiyan looked at them in confusion and said to Feng Rucen behind him, "Brother, is there something on my face?"

Otherwise, why are these people staring at him?

"No, it's very clean."

Huo Qiyan then walked in with confidence, came to Ai Yu's side, pulled over a chair and placed it next to him, "Brother, please sit down."

Feng Rucen sat down beside him. His tall figure and cold temperament were hard to ignore.

Chen Mozhi and the others were looking at him secretly, but Feng Rucen seemed to be unaware.

Huo Qiyan also sat down in his seat, crossing his legs, "You guys continue, I'll just listen."

Ai Yu: "Okay, while Mr. Huo is here, let's get to the point and stop yelling."

The people who were arguing before became more serious and expressed their ideas one after another.

"Because Xiao Qinglong is only trying to attract attention and is being used by others... Therefore, I think the best way is to negotiate with Xiao Qinglong to resolve the issue."

But Huo Qiyan became more and more annoyed the more he listened, and couldn't help but interrupt: "Why should we be so passive? People have already pooped on your head, and you still think it doesn't matter?"

"Don't disgust yourself and try to please others. We at GW are never soft persimmons. If anyone offends me, I will punish him. If something goes wrong, I, your boss, will take the blame."

Chen Mozhi: "I agree with Mr. Huo's point of view. Blindly giving in will not make people respect us, but will only encourage their arrogance."

"And with this precedent, will GW still be able to stay in the e-sports circle? Are we nailing ourselves to the pillar of shame?"

The others were shocked by Huo Qiyan's wild words and were unable to recover for a moment.

Feng Rucen's gaze was always on Huo Qiyan. This was another side of Huo Qiyan that he had never seen before.

Confident, arrogant, strategic, and courageous, without the pampered and willful nature that I had when I was with him.

His Xiaoqi...had grown up unknowingly, and had his own ideas and his own way of doing things.

But whenever Feng Rucen thought about how he had to grow up under pressure, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

If possible, he would rather Huo Qiyan was still the little spoiled brat, rather than the one who sat in a high position and competed with others in strategy.

Ai Yu: "Do the coaches have any other suggestions? If not, let's do as Mr. Huo said. The PR department will release the evidence later, and you can just have the official account under your name forward it."

All coaches and players: "Okay, Mr. Ai."

"If there's nothing else, let's adjourn the meeting. After you finish what you need to do, go back..."

"The players should go first. Please stay for a while, coaches." Huo Qiyan interrupted Ai Yu and said, "I have something to discuss with you."