Rise

?Compared to the girl's deliberate avoidance and changing of the topic when someone asked her, Park Chanyeol, who is also the general manager of the SSK team club, seemed to be more direct and frank when faced with Han Shihao's suspicious inquiry:

"I think--"

"I just saw an 'old friend' in the training room."

However, there was no further detailed explanation for this sentence. Since he could not get a satisfactory answer from Han Shihao to his question, Park Chanyeol immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of phone numbers:

"Hey, brother Zhixuan."

"It's me, Chanyeol. It's been a long time no see."

"Are you still in Seoul? Yes, yes, the club and I are in the UK. Let's make an appointment for a barbecue when we get back. Hahaha, you can invite your sister-in-law too."

"By the way, I probably need to trouble my brother about something."

"Well, in the S1 season that year, except for the five players, the other personnel information of the runner-up Chinese team should have been sealed."

"There may not be much in the official information, so if possible, some videos of the scene at the time are also acceptable. It would be great if they could all be sent over."

"Yes, it's nothing. I'm just suddenly interested in things from the past. Please."

"Okay, Brother Xinxin, let's make an appointment when we get back."

During the conversation with the person on the other end of the phone, Park Chanyeol always had a bright and enthusiastic smile on his face. It was not until the phone was hung up that the smile on the young SSK general supervisor's face slowly faded and fell silent.

Han Shihao, who was listening from beginning to end, frowned more and more, and looked at Park Chanyeol with more questions:

"Cha Zhixuan?"

If he guessed correctly, the person on the other end of the phone should be Riot Games' official coordinator for their Korean competition, and his status is almost half a level higher than the vice chairman of the Korean Esports Association.

Listening to the conversation just now, I didn't expect that the general supervisor in front of me and that high-ranking figure actually had such a personal relationship, and it seemed that he successfully invited the other party to help easily.

After hearing this, Park Chanyeol looked up at Han Shihao and shrugged nonchalantly:

"Um.

"

"Brother Zhixuan and I have been friends for six or seven years. We often go out to drink and eat barbecue together. At that time, he was just a small employee in our Korean Electronics Association."

Han Shihao sneered when he heard this:

"So you have been planning for this person from so long ago?"

"You must have more than one connection like this."

Park Chanyeol laughed:

"certainly."

"It's always beneficial to get to know more friends. Just like this person, if you cultivate and cultivate relationships more often, I don't know what day they might come in handy."

Han Shihao commented coldly: "Then you are really far-sighted."

Although it seemed like a compliment, it sounded full of undisguised sarcasm.

Park Chanyeol showed no sign of anger at all and shook his head nonchalantly: "Of course you can look down on it. As a professional e-sports player, you just need to concentrate on your own training and competition, but the club also needs people like me to stand by. Behind you, both are indispensable.”

It's true.

Han Shihao was not a fool and knew this truth, so he had nothing to refute, but then he frowned again:

"The person you are talking about is that important?"

"Does it cost you to cultivate and manage this important network?"

It is also extremely rare for him to see the general manager of the club in front of him, who has always been at odds with him, caring so much about something or someone. Moreover, although the conversation on the phone just now seemed extremely easy and smooth, the person on the other end of the phone The laughter that came was also warm and hearty, but if you think about it, you know that getting such a high-ranking figure to agree to help is definitely not without any price.

Regarding Han Shihao's question, Park Chanyeol did not give a positive answer, but asked abruptly:

"The final of S1 that year."

"What do you think your chances of winning against that Chinese team would be without me?"

One sentence made Han Shihao pause when asked.

After a long silence, the world's No. 1 mid laner and the winner of the S1 season championship trophy slowly spoke:

"Without you, the chance of winning would be reduced by 10%."

Even though he never liked the general manager in front of him, Han Shihao would always seek truth from facts on this issue. As their team leader and coach in the S1 season that year, the importance and contribution of this person to their team at that time was absolutely It cannot be ignored.

And to know——

At that time, the BO5 group played a full five games, and there was no final winner until the last moment. The strength of both sides was almost between 50 and 50.

Therefore, if the chance of winning is reduced to that extent...

It almost means that the world championship trophy at that time will change hands.

Everything after that may become completely different.

Park Chanyeol laughed again when he heard this:

"10%?"

"It's rare to hear such praise from your mouth. Thank you very much. From my point of view, it is indeed almost 10%."

Han Shihao looked at the young general supervisor in front of him:

"what do you want to say in the end?"

The smile on Park Chanyeol's face did not diminish, but the gaze in his eyes was slightly bright and deep:

"I think... I, as the coach, helped you increase your chances of winning by 10%."

"What about your opponent?"

"That team from the Chinese Division, do you think that just by relying on that kid named Maple and his other teammates, they can be evenly matched with you with me helping to plan moves?"

At this point, there is almost no euphemism left.

A certain truth was pointed out directly.

Han Shihao finally reacted, his expression suddenly shocked:

"You mean-"

Park Chanyeol's long, narrow and feminine eyes narrowed slightly:

"The one behind them."

"The chance of winning by helping their team increase is at least... 15%."

…

Manchester City, the center of the city.

The black SUV commercial vehicle stopped slowly in front of a tall office building.

The car door opened and people on the 1st got out of the car.

No. 1 looked up at the office building in front of him:

"Well, we're here."

Number 3, who was walking by, put his hands on his hands and looked up and down the office building before his eyes, and said, "I didn't expect that the World Electrical Association actually has such a branch in Manchester. It's quite impressive."

No. 4 laughed: "Professional e-sports has gotten better and better in recent years. Of course, the status of the World Electronics Association has also improved. Compared with back then, it is naturally much stronger."

Number 2 commented coldly from the side: "In pursuit of ostentation, the smell of copper is getting stronger and stronger."

Number Three turned his head and looked over, teasing:

"You can talk to us now. You have to be more careful when you go up there - otherwise, you'll be doomed if you offend those old-fashioned and face-saving old guys from the World Electric Association."

Number 4 also nodded repeatedly and warned his companions: "Yes, later...you have to be careful with your words."

Number 2 frowned and responded impatiently: "I know, I know."

No. 5 couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile after hearing this: "It's hard for No. 2, but I just have to work hard for a little bit and things will be done later."

Number 1 looked at his companions and waved casually:

"okay."

"Go up."

"After waiting for so long, it's time for the show to be staged."

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