Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

"Is the air conditioner turned on too much here?" Meng Wangyang threw the documents on the table, crossed his hands in front of his chest and rubbed his big arms, but his eyes were not looking in the direction of the air conditioner, but Shen Zhenghe He Weiming and the two of them, after watching for a long time, added another sentence, "It's really cold."

I don't know if I told Shen Zheng and He Weiming on purpose.

But it feels like it should be in all likelihood.

Because the other people present were promoted only in the past two years, they may not know much about He Weiming and Shen Zheng.

However, Meng Wangyang, a senior member of the club, can be regarded as a person who has a relatively thorough understanding of the affairs of He Weiming and Shen Zheng, and also knows that the relationship between the two of them has become more and more subtle and embarrassing over the past few years. Relationship.

"Let's talk about it, there is training in the afternoon," He Weiming ignored Meng Wangyang's remarks, flipping through the notebook and urging casually, with no expression on his face, cold.

He Weiming is a bit short-sighted, so every time he holds a meeting, he will wear glasses specially, this time is no exception, and coupled with his expressionless state, the whole person seems to have a little facial paralysis.

"Hey, I remembered when I mentioned the meeting," Meng Wangyang put his hands on the table, and tapped the table with his index and middle fingers, "How is that new assistant's performance in the team's training recently? What's his name... Xiao Zeyang, right?" .”

"It's okay," He Weiming raised his head from the notebook, looked at Shen Zheng intentionally or unintentionally, and then turned his head to look at Meng Wangyang, "I'll find out about Xiao Zeyang later." I have a special time to report to you...but let’s talk about today’s affairs first.”

"I'm so anxious," Meng Wangyang straightened up and smiled at He Weiming, "There are nails on the chair, why are you so anxious to leave? How much do you want to stay here..."

It is Meng Wangyang who dares to chat like this when He Weiming is not in a good mood. If there is no Meng Wangyang at ordinary times, and only people with similar levels are sitting together for a meeting, whoever dares to talk like this, He Weiming directly He dared to leave without turning his head when he got up and shook his hands.

But there's no way around it, Meng Wangyang is the vice president now, and there's Feng Dexin, a hands-off shopkeeper who doesn't want to care about anything other than the results of the competition...

Simply can only endure.

"I took a rough look at the proposal that the marketing department gave me just now,"

Meng Wangyang's sudden change of topic caught everyone present by surprise. It felt like he was chatting about some useless chatter one second and suddenly started talking about serious business the next second. His state also took a 180-degree turn. is a bit big.

"I don't have anything else to say, and the new mug has a very good design and creativity. When you bring the finished product, remember to put one on my table for drinking water in the future... But, I just want to say one thing That is, I just saw that this year is preparing for a new couple outfit?"

"The couple's proposal has actually been around since last year. At that time, the designers had already drafted it, but it was finally rejected for some reasons." The manager of the marketing department said.

"What's the reason?" Meng Wangyang raised his eyes.

"The couple costume was originally intended to be made from the prototype of the bottom lane team at that time, and the fans were very enthusiastic, but after Jing Fan found out about it, he seemed a little reluctant, and in the end, Jin Qianchi was also unwilling, so I decided to Let it go first."

"Oh, why don't the two of them want to?" Meng Wangyang seemed a little incomprehensible, "What's the matter with a set of clothes, the elders are still hypocritical."

"Maybe it's because the style of the clothes doesn't look good," the manager of the marketing department scratched his face. Obviously, although it has been a year since now, he doesn't have a definite wish for this matter in his heart. The answer, "Or do you think the influence is not good?"

"You ask me?" Meng Wangyang raised his eyebrows, and finally waved his hand, "Then what does it mean to bring up this idea again this year?"

"This year the designer made two versions, which are much better than last year's. They are spring, summer and autumn models, and there are matching coats." The manager of the marketing department said while pulling out two copies from the file he brought. Paper, "This is a design sample."

Meng Wangyang reached out to take it, and rubbed his chin with one hand to look at it.

In fact, it feels pretty good. It’s the kind of street style that is very popular recently. The three big characters of MAG are cut obliquely with “A” as the central axis. With the right half of A and G, the splicing colors of red, black, yellow and blue can be regarded as a more individual style.

"Tsk, it's okay and pretty," Meng Wangyang tilted his head, "It's colorful and lively, and you have to dress like that traffic light."

"Chi..." Wang Su couldn't help laughing beside him.

For a moment, everyone couldn't tell whether Meng Wangyang was boasting or hurting, even if he combined the context, he couldn't figure it out.

"No, why did Jing Fan bring up this proposal even if he doesn't want to?" Seeing that everyone was silent, only Wang Su laughed, so Meng Wangyang first looked up at Wang Su, and then turned his gaze back over to the Marketing Manager.

"Last time, the designer wanted to use Jingfan and Jinqianchi as the theme, because it was quite popular among fans at that time, but not this time, this time there is only our club's logo on it," said the marketing department. The manager stretched out his hand and drew a circle on the front rendering of the clothes, "Actually, although couples' outfits are fine, it's not impossible to wear parent-child outfits for sisters and brothers."

"Then you can figure it out," Meng Wangyang waved his hands, as if he was a little tired, "I will communicate with He Weiming at that time, and make time for them to take pictures."

"Okay." The manager of the marketing department nodded at Meng Wangyang, and then began to bow his head and write something with a pen. It should be a feasible time in the next few days. When the time comes, he Weiming can come over and choose the most suitable one.

"Then Shen Zheng and Wu Ke, you two will match up the new batch of youth training lists."

Wu Ke is the manager of the personnel department.

"A total of sixteen people have been recruited this year...Should they all be given to Shen Zheng directly, or should we go through a sieve within our department first?" Wu Ke took out the list and looked at them, "They are all twelve or thirteen-year-old children, younger than Xiao Zeyang." They were a little younger."

"Let's go through it again. I have a lot of things to do recently, and the fewer people I give, the better." Before Meng Wangyang could answer, Shen Zheng said something first.

"What are you busy with?" Wang Su raised his eyebrows, "You're really in love."

"..." Shen Zheng raised his head and looked at Wang Su depressedly, wondering if this person did it on purpose.

He Weiming didn't look up, and kept staring at his crotch with lowered eyes, probably looking at his phone.

Meng Wangyang smiled next to him, and then knocked on the table again: "By the way, that couple outfit you mentioned just now."

"Well, what's wrong, Mr. Meng?" The manager of the marketing department looked up at Meng Wangyang.

"Let that little assistant from the youth training team go with Jing Fan, I think he looks clean and he should look good," Meng Wangyang said, "Jing Fan is also very proud of him, and he can be regarded as a new member of our team. Make a publicity."

"it is good."

The proposal passed so easily.

****

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun outside was still as bright as at twelve o'clock in the noon. Xiao Zeyang walked from the youth training department to the headquarters in less than a quarter of an hour, and he already felt that he could get out of the pot by sprinkling some cumin powder .

After entering the gate of the headquarters courtyard, he trotted all the way into the building, greeted the young lady at the front desk, and went straight to the training room.

"It's hot, it's hot..."

Xiao Zeyang stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. After seeing that Coach He was not here, he wailed all the way to his own seat.

"Why don't you take an umbrella?" Originally, Jing Fan was lying on the table playing with his mobile phone. When he saw Xiao Zeyang sitting next to him, he slowly straightened up and asked him with a side profile.

"What kind of umbrella do you use if there is no thunder or rain?" Xiao Zeyang asked Jing Fan with big innocent eyes, and took a tissue from Jing Fan's desk to wipe his sweat.

Jing Fan was choked and speechless, blinked at Xiao Zeyang, said casually "Okay" and then lay down on the table again, continuing to play with his phone.

The air conditioner in the training room was turned on, but the temperature was not adjusted very low. Xiao Zeyang sat in his seat for a while before cooling down.

He Weiming was late for a while, although he didn't say the reason, but Xiao Zeyang guessed that it was too late for the meeting.

"You guys should train separately today." He Weiming felt a little anxious as soon as he came in, and he raised his head and glanced at his watch, "Gao Er, you, Jing Fan and Xiao Zeyang, you and Lu Cong, you and Yan Fu. The two of Sen will make do with it first, there is no place for you to find a training partner today."

"What do you mean by making do with it?" Yan Fusen frowned and asked, "Hey, why don't I like to hear it so much?"

"Hey, you old man has a lot of things to do every day." He Weiming frowned and glanced at Yan Fusen, and then fanned the wind with his hands, probably because he felt that it was still a little hot, so he straightened his hair and tied it into a very small one A braid.

He Weiming wears a thin black rubber band around his wrist all the year round for this purpose.

"I didn't rest well yesterday, if I cheat you today, will you dislike me..."

Jing Fan lay on the table, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and asked Xiao Zeyang.

"Yes," Xiao Zeyang replied decisively without hesitation, "I will still call you a jerk, then don't be too glassy."

"You are amazing."

Jing Fan smiled and stretched out his hand to stab Xiao Zeyang's waist. Xiao Zeyang, who was stabbed to the point of itching, became alert and looked sideways at Jing Fan.

"Oh yes, I remembered something." Seeing Xiao Zeyang and Jing Fan arguing, He Weiming suddenly slapped his head and walked behind Jing Fan, "Our club is going to have new clothes for summer."

"Um……"

Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, and his long-term experience told him that since He Weiming made such a statement, nothing good would happen.

"The couple's top that was rejected by you last year will be put on again this year."

Jing Fan turned his head and glanced at He Weiming, showing an unbelievable expression: "It's not that I don't like it, but Jin..."

"It's different from last year's model, and it looks better this time," He Weiming knew what Jing Fan would say, so he simply interrupted Jing Fan and tapped him on the shoulder, "I'll find a time when I come back, you and The two of Xiao Zeyang went to the studio to take a promotional photo."

"I?"

Xiao Zeyang, who thought he had nothing to do, was ready to open the hero pool for research, but when he heard his name from He Weiming, he was shocked.

"It's just you and Jing Fan, Xialu sisters will never be separated." He Weiming said, "This is the first picture announcement after you came to our team, and there will be more opportunities in the future."

"No... I don't think so."

"What do you think?"

"..." Xiao Zeyang noticed the subtle change in the expression on He Weiming's face, so he froze for a moment, unable to say what he was about to say.

Because he thought in his heart that it was hard to get He Weiming's favorability a little bit up during this time, so don't go back to the pre-liberation overnight just because of one sentence...

"Huh?" Seeing Xiao Zeyang's silence, He Weiming asked again.

"I just feel..."

Xiao Zeyang twitched the corner of his mouth, and after thinking for a few seconds in his brain, he suddenly had an idea, "I feel that Jing Fan is not worthy of my looks."

Originally, Jing Fan sat there without thinking about making a sound, but when he heard Xiao Zeyang say this, he couldn't sit still, and raised his neck with a look of incomprehension.

"What are you talking about?????"

The author has something to say: I am already deeply reflecting on myself for being late for the update...