Aware of the disdainful gaze from the side, Jiang Ran still remained unchanged, as motionless as a mountain, and only focused on waiting for Zhu Zhengqing's next words, but the latter showed a relieved expression after a short moment of stupefaction. .

"Ran Ran... No! Brother Ran, you are really my reborn parent!"

Jiang Ran hastily declined: "Don't, what you said makes me how to face my uncles and aunts during New Years and festivals in the future!"

"His elder brother has to thank you after he knows." Zhu Zhengqing smiled bitterly: "To tell you the truth, I originally planned to sell KTS after this season. I definitely won’t do it in a way, but the team’s performance is not ideal, and they can’t get sponsors. To maintain the operation, they can only pay for it every year, and this is a bottomless pit! Alas, unless the team wins, there is still hope... But you must have watched the game, all kinds of abnormal performances, the players are obviously absent-minded, they are now waiting until the transfer period in September to run away, of course, I don’t blame them for leaving, after all, the e-sports players Your career life is short, so how can you waste it in a small team like mine, but I think you have to go all out during your time in the team..."

Hearing that he poured out all the bitterness in one go, Jiang Ran was a little bit embarrassed. The poor operating conditions of KTS were obviously unexpected to him, but it seemed reasonable after careful consideration.

Although KTS achieved the top eight results in the league last year, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was mostly luck. It just happened to catch up with a few wealthy teams that had problems. Embers ushered in a remake right away, and recreating equipment and spirits for players is also a huge expense. It is normal for KTS's finances to be unsustainable.

Thinking of these, Jiang Ran became thoughtful.

On the other hand, Ji Mingchen, the spiritual shareholder, became anxious when he heard that the players were not in good condition. He was afraid that when KTS really gave him the last score and came back, it would be impossible for Da Luo Jinxian to go down to earth, so he thought that the most urgent thing now was to boost Morale, such as revealing to the players that the team will buy a master during the transfer period, but he himself was too embarrassed to speak to Zhu Zhengqing, so he hurriedly urged Jiang Ran to give him some advice.

Being pushed suddenly, Jiang Ran felt like a little daughter-in-law was sitting next to him, and said helplessly, "Why are you so annoying?"

Ji Mingchen: "..."

"What's wrong with Team Season?" Zhu Zhengqing also looked over, and said with concern: "Do you need to go to the toilet? I'll ask the waiter to take you there. Don't be overwhelmed!"

"No need." Ji Mingchen stood up expressionlessly and said, "I can go by myself."

After that, he walked out silently.

Watching him go out, Jiang Ran sighed in his heart, thinking that this kid is really hopeless in the late stages of society.

But without him, Zhu Zhengqing felt a little more at ease, and said thoroughly to Jiang Ran: "I asked the analyst before, and he valued KTS at 4000 million. I figured out that if you come to collect it, you can pay half of it. After all, KTS was able to go from a grassroots team in Internet cafes to where it is today, and half of the credit is due to you."

"What about you, don't you want to keep the shares?" Jiang Ran asked.

"Forget it." Zhu Zhengqing shook his head: "Not to mention being a boss, but as a player, I originally wanted to retire after finishing playing this year. You also know that my family has a small business. I will go back to take over and tinker, and I can do it for the rest of my life." Don't worry about eating and drinking."

"That's right, then you earned it." Jiang Ran smiled and said: "In the last year, Burning God took you to win the championship, and you can have no regrets in your career."

"Really? I'm not questioning your strength, I just think it's strange that you are so energetic all of a sudden." Zhu Zhengqing wondered: "Could it be that after getting rid of the scumbag, not only the water control in the brain has been cleaned up, but the second Du The pulse also opened up?"

"That's half the reason."

Jiang Ran was confused and didn't finish his sentence, but Zhu Zhengqing had already understood seven points after careful consideration, and slapped his thigh and said, "Is it because of your scumbag father? Damn, I wanted to say it a long time ago, abandoning my wife Zizi still has the face to go back to China to pay for his cheap son to build a team, and he doesn't even think about how his two parents and sons have been helpless all these years. He really has no conscience. He dared to smear you on the Internet. He was swollen from the beating, bah! It’s too cheap for the police uncle to lock him up for fifteen days!”

Zhu Zhengqing knew about the incidents at Jiang Ran's family, but compared to his righteous indignation, Jiang Ran was much calmer: "He just suffered on behalf of his good son. After all, if Edgar had been detained for fifteen days, Edgar would have You won't be able to catch up with the preliminaries... You don't think those rumors were really released by Jiang Ze, do you?"

"Isn't that even more disgusting? If there is such a person who treats other people's sons as treasures and his own children as grass, he is not afraid of being poked in the back." Zhu Zhengqing said: "My mother who believes in Buddhism will spit on him. "

"What is he afraid of? He probably thinks that his two worthless sons have dropped out of school and worked, and now they don't know where to hang out. How could they have the ability to stop him." Jiang Ran said sarcastically and then After a pause, he didn't intend to discuss this topic further, so he changed his mind and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Auntie and the others for a long time. I'll buy something with you and go back to my hometown when I'm free."

"Okay, my mother always talks about you when she's fine." Speaking of this, Zhu Zhengqing also recalled all kinds of things when he was studying. It hurts, when you were in high school, you didn't go to my house for a day and you made my mother think about it, saying that you specially made sweet and sour pork ribs, why didn't you come..."

Hearing him talking, Jiang Ran lowered his head and smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

……

Mental hospital.

In the consultation room, the sunlight shines in unscrupulously through the open windows, and even the warm wind in July and the fragrance of flowers and birdsong can be felt in front of your eyes. If you don’t know the inside story, others may think that this is a nursing institution with a pleasant environment However, the fact is that this is a fully enclosed hospital for the so-called "severe" mental patients.

It has been the fifth day since Zhou Fushen was hospitalized.

I don't know if it was because of Zhou Chengye's instructions, but the doctor in charge of him suddenly took extra care of him two days ago, and talked to him regularly every day.

And Zhou Fushen also went from being dismissive at the beginning to being vaguely hostile now. I have to mention that the mental hospital has this kind of atmosphere. No matter whether you really have mental problems or not, as long as you come in, you will inevitably be suspicious.

Just like even if the entire room here is decorated in a comfortable warm color, it is still difficult to conceal the cold motive of mutual exploration and guarding in the air.

"I just saw your resume." The male doctor in his early thirties said with a smile, "PhD at Princeton... Coincidentally, we are alumni."

Zhou Fushen also laughed: "Psychological research is just a garbage major that is not ranked high in Princeton."

The doctor was at a loss for words for a while, and he looked down at the file folder and saw that Zhou Fu was studying economics, so he immediately bypassed the topic with interest, and began to use some irrelevant small talk to try to relax the atmosphere between the two of them.

Zhou Fushen also cooperated with him perfunctorily, in a state of indifference and no fluctuations. The doctor could tell from a glance that there was no progress today. He suspected that the other party did this on purpose. After analyzing the symptoms of the other party, there is no way to take medicine.

Thinking of the instructions from the people behind him, the doctor was a little annoyed, but still maintained a friendly appearance on his face, and sent Zhou Fushen out of the consultation room.

After the person left, a curious colleague came in and saw the doctor who was wiping his face tiredly at the desk, and asked, "How is it? Is it easy to deal with?"

"Oh, don't mention it." The doctor waved his hand.

The colleague picked up the documents on the table and looked at them: "...I was diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome when I was a child. It is said that if it is not cured, it will be autistic for a lifetime at most. In the end, it turned out to be an antisocial personality. It's really not good. Knowing how his parents did it back then."

"Who says it's not." The doctor said, "But don't they all like to boast that they are unique in education?"

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes for a while, as if he was weighing something, until he finally pulled out a list and wrote many diagnoses on it.

……

The uniform and bright scenery outside the window was so monotonous that it was almost boring. Zhou Fushen walked back to the ward without any hesitation. The doctors and nurses who came and went saw many patients with numb expressions like him, but his outstanding appearance always caused people to look back frequently, and then there was a burst of whispered discussions , turning over and over the "great feats" he had done into sharp mockery.

Stopping in front of the ward door, Zhou Fushen paused and turned to look at the end of the corridor. There seemed to be a figure leaving quickly, but there seemed to be no one there.

He closed his eyes, and sometimes he even felt that those voices were hallucinations. This place will undoubtedly drive him into a real mental patient, and he must not let it go.

Be patient, be patient until one day you will regain your freedom, Zhou Fu thought deeply—but what can you do if you regain your freedom?What can he change or impress?Zhou Fushen opened his eyes, his unfocused pupils were filled with endless emptiness and bewilderment.

Standing in front of the closed door for so long is obviously not normal behavior, but here, no one will be surprised or commented on it.

very nice.Zhou Fu pulled the corner of his mouth deeply.

This is where Jiang Ran thinks I should stay.

As soon as the doorknob was turned, there was a sudden howl of pain from the next door, and then many nurses poured into the ward from all directions, holding restraint belts and sedatives in their hands, and then the door was slammed shut. The air finally calmed down after the din and chaos passed.

"Are you new here?" The door to the next door on the right opened at some point, a young man leaned there, and said in a disillusioned tone: "This kind of thing happens often here, just get used to it in the future. "

Zhou Fushen was not in the mood to talk to the other party, or in other words, it was difficult for him to lower his head to realize that he was the same as the patients in this hospital.

But the patient next door didn't seem to care, pointed to the closed ward, and said to himself: "The surname Yin who lives in 502, it is said that his family has some background, and he was a military officer before, do you know how he got in? ?”

Zhou Fu glanced at him condescendingly.

"Arguing for a divorce." The patient said concisely: "This surnamed Yin has a bad temper, and his girlfriend is also a man. He couldn't bear the two of them and started fighting. Later, the fighting was enough and the other party wanted to divorce. The Yin surname disagreed. After Tian quarreled with someone, the other party slammed the door and ran away, so he drove to chase him. As a result, his girlfriend ran away and had a car accident in front of him. The surnamed Yin watched the car smashed to pieces. It is said that the people inside were on the spot. Death is not even worth sending to the hospital for emergency treatment, and this Yin man has gone crazy since then."

After speaking, the patient shook his head with emotion. In fact, it is said that such a metaphorical story, if another person is here, may think that the other party is connoting himself, but Zhou Fushen didn't respond, just asked coldly: "I Can I change rooms?"

The patient was taken aback: "Why?"

Zhou Fushen said: "Because according to your description, he should be the kind of patient whose mental state is very unstable and tends to be manic. I don't want to sleep next to the time bomb all day long."

The patient clicked twice: "Coincidentally, when you first moved in, I asked the nurse to do the same."

The author has something to say: the characters’ remarks in the article only represent the personal opinions of the characters themselves, not the author’s own opinions (yes, I am targeting Chow Tai Fook)

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