dissatisfied [e-sports]

Yan Yibing understood Han Mo's meaning almost instantly, and then his face turned red in an instant.

He had just taken a shower, and his skin had been blown cool by the wind, so it was particularly obvious when the blood surged up.

In addition to being hot with embarrassment, he couldn't help shaking.

I don't know if it's the cold wind outside or eating too many oysters at night.

Yan Yibing said angrily, "You're dreaming!"

Han Mo is as good as he can say: "Well, I did dream about it."

Not only have I dreamed of these, but there are even more excessive things.

Yan Yibing: "..."

Fortunately, he has also experienced storms, and his sense of shame during this period has been numb a little by Han Mo's training.

He quickly regained his composure, and asked earnestly and with a hint of sarcasm, "Did you enroll in a class at Station P to learn how to speak?"

Han Mo said calmly: "Aren't boys born with these skills, it just depends on who they are."

Yan Yibing sullenly said, "I won't."

Han Mo smiled meaningfully and explained for him: "Master will, but he can't say it to me."

Yan Yibing: "..."

It really is.

As long as you have read the book or watched the movie, no one knows how to say it, but because it is too embarrassing, it is impossible to say it.

Han Mo said lightly: "After all, if Master says so, I won't be able to let Master go."

Yan Yibing paused for a moment, and after realizing it, he rudely stuffed the lunch box to Han Mo: "I'm leaving now."

What he exhaled was hot air, and because of Han Mo's words, he felt his chest was burning.

Han Mo grabbed his wrist.

"Don't want to hear it anymore?"

By the way, I almost forgot the business.

Yan Yibing hesitated.

"Let go of me, I'll go back and get a bottle of toilet water."

Han Mo didn't play tricks, and quickly let go of Yan Yibing's wrist.

Yan Yibing patted the mosquitoes that occasionally lingered around him, went home quickly, and took out the toilet water on the window sill of the living room.

He sprayed himself as he walked.

Immediately there was a strong fragrance in the air.

Yan Yibing patted his nostrils to remove the smell, and coughed twice.

Walking to Han Mo's side, he said briefly, "Close the lid."

Han Mo didn't buckle it, but picked up the fork and ate the remaining cherry in one bite.

He doesn't like sweets, so no matter how well this dessert is made, it doesn't suit his taste.

But thinking of Yan Yibing happily eating the other three, he suddenly felt that sweets were not so unacceptable.

Yan Yibing's eyelashes trembled, then he held up the toilet water and sprayed it on Han Mo.

Fog rises everywhere.

Han Mo squinted his eyes, raised his neck, did not hide, and let him operate.

After spraying, Yan Yibing sat down again, but this time he was [-] centimeters away from Han Mo.

"Go ahead."

Han Mo nodded, with a serious expression.

He took out a cigarette, turned on the lighter and lit it, and took a puff between his lips.

The taste of this mouthful is really not very good. The astringent tobacco smell mixed with the strong toilet water smell is simply torture.

So he bent down again, pressed the cigarette out on the floor tiles.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that Hantang is promoting his new series with my popularity. Our customers are very dissatisfied, so today Brother Ding went to a lawyer to see if there is a good solution."

Han Mo spoke very calmly, without a trace of anger in his eyes.

Yan Yibing was startled.

As the captain of Zero, he knows how important big customers are.

In particular, Hanmo's project is signed for one year, and the customer will invest more in promotion, publicity, and streaming.

One year is not short, and now the market is mostly impetuous. Only with full trust can we be willing to sign such a long-term contract.

Han Poetry is not considered a competitor of light luxury fashion brands, but it is also sportswear after all, with the same functionality.

It's normal for a customer to be dissatisfied, especially if the customer is Han Mo's father.

If he had known that he would fall into this kind of dispute, the one-year project would not have been signed at all.

No wonder I was so anxious.

"Although he is your father, if you use your photo to promote Hanshi's sportswear, it will definitely infringe the copyright. Prince can win the lawsuit."

Although Yan Yibing is not a legal major, but his father reads law books at home every day and talks about projects, so he understands a little bit by ear.

Han Mo shook his head: "He didn't use my photo, the lawyer said he couldn't sue, at most he would condemn him morally, and he might kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred."

Yan Yibing frowned: "Then why did he get so hot?"

Han Mo: "It's on Weibo. It was a hot search yesterday. It should be bought by Han Tang."

Yan Yibing quickly took out his phone and logged into Weibo.

In the search bar, the hot search has already changed a batch.

But when he searched for Han Mo, he found that the top entry was [Prince Captain Han Mo's father].

But when he searched for Han Mo's name yesterday, there was no such entry.

Otherwise he wouldn't have missed it.

Click to enter, and it is clear at a glance whether it is a hot search for buying.

Even the copywriting of the marketing account is the same, and the one above the marketing account is Hantang's Weibo.

[@寒诗Chief CEO Han Tang: I heard that the East Asian competition is about to start. As a father, I hope my son @Prince Hanmo can get good grades. I pray for you. We father and son will work hard together to shine in our respective fields! 】

Below Weibo is a link to purchase Hanshi e-sports series sportswear.

This is indeed not a violation of portrait rights.

Han Tang didn't use Han Mo's profile picture, he didn't use Han Mo's photo, he just stated a fact.

Han Mo is his son.

Yan Yibing was shown off by this operation.

I was also disgusted by Hantang's shamelessness.

Indeed, spending 200 million yuan to buy a player's endorsement is really not worth it. Obviously, spending [-] yuan to buy a trending search can achieve the same effect.

No wonder Han Tang was unwilling to increase the price, it turned out that he had a backup.

After this blog was bought as a hot search, it has already had [-] retweets and [-] comments, and the discussion has exceeded one million.

Yan Yibing didn't pay attention to the trending searches yesterday, so he didn't know where this topic reached in the end.

But looking at the comments on Hantang's Weibo, he felt that Hantang's goal had been fully achieved.

【@小菊花研究：Ahhhhhhhhhhhh father-in-law!It turns out that my father-in-law is here! 】

【@我饮食I’m not serving it anymore: My God!My husband is actually a rich second generation!I was shocked! 】

[@机械巨兽: I remember who made a rumor that Hanshen’s family was poor, speechless. 】

[@林林爱吃冰冰冰: Father-in-law look at me!Father-in-law look at me!Missing a daughter-in-law? I can! 】

[@Prince Weifen: Wuwuwuwu Hanshen's family business must be supported, the order has been placed! 】

[@豆丁要养电竞赛者人: This one is so cheap, much cheaper than the endorsement one, I can finally do it, papa begging for a flop! 】

[@神之右手: Daddy come on, let’s shine together! 】

......

The time when Han Tang posted his blog coincided with the time when Han Mo replied to him on WeChat.

Afterwards, Yan Yibing logged on to Weibo, but the popularity hadn't fermented at that time, and Hantang hadn't even been trending.

When he saw Han Mo interacting with Xin Chen, he got annoyed and logged off.

So Han Mo posted on Weibo not to interact with Xin Chen, but because of Han Tang's Aite.

Yan Yibing felt that his depression yesterday was simply ridiculous.

He doesn't even need to look at the sales of that purchase link.

It’s only 199 pieces, which is nothing to Prince’s e-sports fans.

In order to support Han Mo, they will also buy it.

No wonder Han Mo's customers were angry.

Because these comments are flattering Hantang and dislike the expensive endorsement products.

If buying both expensive and cheap ones counts as supporting Han Mo, who would spend more money?

Han Mo only replied "Yeah."

Probably went with the club's high-level research plan.

"It's been a day, why haven't you issued a statement?" Yan Yibing asked.

The enthusiasm is so great that enthusiastic fans have placed orders.

If the statement is made in time, the fans will still have time to cancel the order.

Han Mo smiled wryly, his eyes turned cold: "What should I say in the statement, saying that my father and I have a bad relationship, and everyone must not buy his clothes? To be honest, it is still only popular in the circle, although it is in the hot search However, people who don’t care about the e-sports circle will not click to watch it. However, the topic of e-sports players breaking up with rich businessmen and sons is social news. In the end, Hantang will only get more attention. Search."

He tilted his head slightly, and the light shone in his eyes, trembling and flickering.

I don't know if there are tears.

Yan Yibing's chest felt tight, as if cotton was stuffed in his stomach.

Powerless and disgusting.

indeed.

The two sides tore apart, and Han Mo couldn't take advantage of it at all.

If Hantang sells miserably, netizens will only think that Hanmo is not filial.

Based on the public's stereotype of e-sports players, it must be believed that Han Tang did not support Han Mo in e-sports, so the father and son fell out. Now the father wants to mend the relationship, but Han Mo is ruthless and unwilling to compromise.

Chinese netizens generally persuade gender differences, but most of them persuade family relationships to make peace.

After all, there is such a saying that "the child wants to support but the relative does not wait".

And Han Mo was about to compete, so he didn't have the time and energy to argue with Han Tang.

Even the lawyers said that Han Tang did not break the law and could only be condemned morally.

But the son's condemnation of his father also damaged Han Mo's image.

This is an unsolvable problem, and Han Mo seems to be at a disadvantage.

This father who brought him shadow and despair since he was a child has not forgotten to squeeze his surplus value until now.

Yan Yibing himself has a warm and harmonious family, so Han Mo feels more unfair.

The shadow of childhood can never be erased. The most powerless thing is that after growing up and becoming famous, you still can't breathe for yourself.

"Is there no other way? The lawyer didn't give any other advice?" Yan Yibing asked.

Han Mo hooked the corners of his lips, his eyelids drooped, and the light reflected in his eyes disappeared.

"The lawyer advised me to ask Han Tang not to do such a thing during the best publicity period before the start of the East Asian competition."

Yan Yibing moved his lips, and he swallowed a foul word with great difficulty.

Only at this moment did he suddenly feel that Han Mo was really only 19 years old.

Han Mo is still young.

Although they are adults, the vast majority of people in this age group are just simple college students, living an ordinary life at three points and one line every day, knowing nothing about society and the dangers of the human heart, and even less able to resist the lack of morality.

"Hanmo..."

Yan Yibing called his name softly.

Besides, he didn't know what to do.

He is six years older than Han Mo, and even if he can't help this matter, let alone Han Mo.

He was a little distressed.

Han Mo lowered his head, his broken hair drooped in front of his forehead, his eyes were half closed, looking at the ground, the shadows of his eyelashes and hair blended together, together with the deep black under his eyes.

Han Mo whispered, "Can you hug me?"

The sound was very small and fragile, as if it would be blown away by the wind.

As if he wasn't sure he'd get any answers.

He has a good-looking side profile, with long and narrow eyes, a high bridge of nose, thin lips tightly closed, and a smooth and natural line of jaw.

This was the first time that Yan Yibing appreciated Han Mo's beauty from another angle.

Not a mentor, not a colleague, but a pursued who thinks his suitor is good-looking.

Yan Yi Bingcheng let himself feel a little sympathetic.

I don't care what it means to hug.

He stretched out his arms tentatively, moved forward, shortened the twenty centimeters distance, and put his knees against Han Mo's.

He leaned over and hugged Han Mo's shoulders.

The thin short sleeves can't block the body temperature of two people, and the temperature is exchanged, and it's hard to tell whose body temperature is higher.

This was the first time Yan Yibing took the initiative to embrace Han Mo. After getting closer, he could clearly smell Han Mo's youthful and cool smell, except for the toilet water.

Yan Yibing carefully patted Han Mo's back with his palm to show comfort.

The next second, Han Mo suddenly hugged him back even harder, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist, grabbing his clothes with his fingers, and resting his chin on his shoulder.

Yan Yibing froze for a moment, but did not resist, but continued to pat Han Mo's back quietly.

He didn't know what people walking in the neighborhood would think when they saw it, and he didn't know what to do if his parents came out to find him.

They are outside, although it is not in broad daylight, but they are also blatant and have nowhere to hide.

Han Mo said softly: "Ice God, I like you."

Yan Yibing pursed his lips, remained silent, and did not speak.

This is not the first time Han Mo has confessed to him, but every time the scene and mood are different.

They hugged for a while.

For the first time, Yan Yibing felt that Han Mo was a little clingy.

Unlike the clingy people who chased after him for advice before, now Han Mo is more obsessed with his breath and body.

Han Mo's fingers rested on his waist, moving slightly from time to time, it was a touch that people couldn't ignore, and the nerves sent alarms to the brain from time to time.

"Is it better?"

Yan Yibing's tone was much gentler.

If it was normal, he would have pushed Han Mo away rudely.

Han Mo also knew that Yan Yibing was still not able to accept a man's liking, so he clicked on it and let him go slowly.

"Ice God doesn't like to hug me."

Yan Yibing: "..."

It doesn't seem to be particularly exclusive.

Han Mo rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to help Yan Yi Bing straighten his crumpled clothes: "It's fine if you don't hate it."

Yan Yibing: "Yes."

Alas, the little beast suddenly became aggrieved.

Then he didn't know what to do.

It was Han Mo who was always cold-faced and didn't know how to subdue, and was easy to deal with.

Han Mo took the lunch box away: "Go back and rest, you have to train tomorrow."

Yan Yibing: "Oh."

He's also a little frustrated.

He thought he would be able to provide some help after hearing about Han Mo, but in the end he couldn't help at all, and in the end Han Mo had to swallow it by himself.

Han Mo's eyes were shining, and his eyelids were folded up, like the shallow arc of the moon: "Can I bring you barley water tomorrow?"

Yan Yibing paused, then murmured, "Three portions of sugar are enough."

Han Mo smiled lowly: "Okay."

Yan Yibing was silent again.

Probably because the voltage was unstable, the street lights flickered for a while, breaking the somewhat charming atmosphere.

Yan Yibing took the toilet water and stood up: "I'll go back first."

Han Mo: "Yes."

Yan Yibing frowned: "Can you not say a word, yes, it's impolite."

Han Mo is innocent: "Didn't Master say that just now?"

Yan Yibing thought for a while, not knowing when he said it, but...

"I like to talk rather than listen."

Han Mo: "Yeah, I remember."

Yan Yibing: "...Let's go."

With one hand in his pocket, he walked back unhurriedly.

He could feel that Han Mo didn't move, and was always looking at his back, but he didn't have the nerve to turn around to confirm.

After opening the door and entering the house, his father was still watching TV with his mother.

Yan Yibing took two steps, stopped, and supported the back of the sofa with both hands: "Dad, I have a question for you."

Yan's father quickly looked away from the boring romantic drama, and said seriously: "Well, tell me."

Yan Yibing: "If a person has not broken the law, but has a bad character and lacks morals, can we punish him with legal means?"

Father Yan frowned: "What happened to you?"

Yan Yibing pondered for a while.

If you sincerely ask his father for advice, you must explain the matter clearly.

"It's not me, it's Han Mo."

So he told the original about the barrier between Han Mo and Han Tang.

Before Yan's father could speak, Yan's mother flicked the remote control angrily: "What kind of dog is this father! So at the beginning Han Mo's mother could cure him, but his father didn't pay for it? His father also cheated on a rich woman, and now Come to consume Hanmo again? Why is there such a scum! Can this kind of scum succeed in business? Sooner or later, he will be punished!"

Yan Yibing pulled the corner of his lips.

Sure enough, men and women are different. He and his father were still calm, but his mother exploded.

Father Yan pushed his glasses, and said calmly: "It's really annoying, but the law is not omnipotent. The company's litigation department has also encountered many seemingly bitter cases that could not be won. If all scumbags can be punished by law, I have already I can buy your mother a castle."

Yan Yibing: "...You also want to show your loyalty?"

Yan's father said solemnly: "It's almost Qixi Festival, let's have some snacks."

Yan Yibing was stunned for a moment.

It turned out that it was almost Tanabata.

No, Tanabata has nothing to do with him.

Yan's mother sighed: "That child Han Mo is really pitiful. After finally enjoying some blessings, my father came to make trouble again."

Yan Yibing followed suit, "Yes."

Yan's mother: "It just so happens that you are training together, if you have nothing to do to comfort him, he will suffer a bit this time."

Yan Yibing: "That's the only way to go."

Don't worry mom, I've tried my best to comfort you...

Yan's mother: "But after all, it's his family's business, we are all outsiders, don't scold his father in front of him, it's not good."

Yan Yibing: "Oh."

Even if he scolds Han Mo, he won't get angry with him because of Han Tang.

Yan's mother: "Your dad and I may have gone out on Qixi Festival, and then you don't want to look for us." Yan Yibing: "...won't you take me?"

Father Yan: "What do you think, childish."

Yan Yibing deliberately said: "I can't play along? I don't want to disturb you."

Father Yan: "It will be very disturbing if you follow."

Yan Yibing: "I don't want to have another brother, okay?"

Yan's mother said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yan Yibing asked curiously: "Mom, why are you with my dad? What impulse made you decide to be together?"

Yan's mother: "Why, use it when chasing girls?"

Yan Yibing said vaguely, "That's right."

Yan's mother turned down the volume of the TV: "It's nothing, I just lost my love at that time, and your father took advantage of it."

Father Yan: "Speak truthfully... At that time, your mother broke up in love and walked all the way from the lover's slope to the outside of the school, crying as she walked, and couldn't walk when she reached the gate of the law school. She sat on the steps to rest. Get out of class."

Yan Yibing: "Dad, were you so enthusiastic when you were young?"

Father Yan: "I saw that such a beautiful school girl was crying so distressingly, so I treated your mother to a cup of coffee and a piece of blueberry cake, and personally sent your mother back to the dormitory, and left a contact information. "

Yan Yibing: "Just because my mother is pretty?"

Yan's father looked as usual, and nodded seriously: "Because your mother is so beautiful when she is crying."

Yan Yibing was slightly disgusted: "Dad, I always thought you were quite upright..."

Yanfu said lightly: "It was like this when I was young. You can identify a person in your heart just by looking at them."

Yan Yibing was in a daze for a moment.

He remembered that in the recording that Han Mo passed to him, Han Mo said——

"I haven't seen anyone prettier than Captain."

Han Mo said again that she liked him the first time she saw him.

Yan Yibing: "Dad, don't you think it's superficial to only look at the appearance? I thought you were the kind who valued the soul."

Father Yan frowned in confusion: "Why superficial? At that time your mother was wearing a white T-shirt and one-piece jeans. The clothes were very neat and clean, which shows that your mother loves cleanliness very much. There are oil paints in her nails, but literature is hanging around her neck." The student card of the department shows that she has taken courses from other colleges in her spare time to enrich herself and is very diligent. She carries tissues with her everywhere, wipes her tears and snot and does not throw them around, which shows that she has good habits. She hides in the last Resting in a remote corner shows that she is unwilling to affect others when she is extremely sad, and she is very educated. Looking at your mother's appearance, she is beautiful and generous, and there is a delicate and innocent little girl. To me, who is just an ordinary student, Simply a goddess."

Yan Yibing was slightly taken aback.

The so-called love at first sight turns out to be able to see so many things.

This is what her mother looked like when she was a student?

From his father's description, she is really a goddess.

Looking at his mother again, she turned her head shyly and peeled an apple with a smile.

While peeling the apple, Yan's mother said, "Of course, there is a reason why I agreed to drink coffee and eat cake with your dad. First of all, your dad is very sympathetic, and he will comfort me when he sees me crying. He was very flustered at that time, even A little clumsy, I knew he had no experience in love, clean as a blank sheet of paper. He was holding "Introduction to Econometrics" but he was a law student, and I knew he had a double degree in economics, and finally, I’ve seen your dad’s photo on the national scholarship announcement website before, and we all call him the president of the Law School Student Union, with full grades and a full scholarship to Harvard... the male god senior.”

Yan Yi Bing said with a wooden face, "Thank you, I was shown."

Yan's mother: "Then hurry up and fall in love with me!"

Yan Yibing: "Aren't we talking about Han Mo?"

Yan's mother: "Han Mo is better at dating than you at first glance, and you are also smart on the outside, with a slender head."

Yan Yibing: "...you are right."

His eyes are like torches.

Han Mo is too fucking good at it.

It's a pity that it was all used on your son.

late at night.

The cool wind was blowing, and the mist filled the air.

Han Mo hugged the laptop, sat on the bed with his legs crossed and his back slightly arched.

The bright white light from the screen fell on his face like a hazy veil.

With a calm expression, he moved his fingers on the mouse, turned on CE, and quickly edited a short piece of audio.

After the editing, he straightened up, took a deep breath, and turned on the audio to confirm.

Han Tang: "You also know that I only have one son from you, what I have now will be yours in the future."

Han Tang: "If it's you...for the sake of our father and son..."

Han Tang: "Han Mo! Do you understand what I mean? Sooner or later, what's mine will be yours!"

At that time, he started recording as soon as he entered the reception room.

I didn't expect to use it, but since he was betrayed by Lei Ming, he has always had the habit of being on guard.

Han Mo's expression was very calm. After confirming that there was no problem with the recording, he dragged the audio file into the mailbox and sent it to Han Shi's CEO's wife, Zuo Yunshi.

A young lady who has no offspring and does not participate in the operation of the company, does she not have the slightest fear when her husband has gradually grasped all the initiative in the company?

Han Mo didn't believe it.

He even knew that if Hantang died, he would rather leave the money to him than Zuo Yunshi.

It's just because his surname is Han, and he has the gene of Han Tang in his body.

He understands how selfish Hantang is, and Zuo Yunshi probably knows better.

Han Mo sneered, and closed the webpage casually.

He is very familiar with the method of solving problems without the law.

The author has something to say: Yan Yibing: So I already had a solution and lied to me to hug you :)

Han Mo: Then I will carry it back to Master.