When the scumbag wants to turn back

"Five hundred a day is worthless?" Chen Ji didn't feel humiliated at all, still showing a professional smile with eight teeth, "It's much more suitable than the salary that your young master Zhao gave me^" Zhao Yu: "..."

Chen Ji was not like a security guard. He was wearing black work clothes, overalls and trousers, and the laces on the black leather boots, all of which gave off a restrained style.

Taking advantage of Zhao Yu's absence, Chen Ji hurriedly bowed to him and saluted, "If you need anything, please contact me, job number 007, please register at the front desk first, and leave."

Chen Ji, like a serious special police officer, suddenly went to the runway, stepping out of the posture of a top model.

With sky-long legs, an electric baton in his hand, and a tight round buttocks under the black pants, every step he takes is a top-level temptation.

Zhao Yu just glanced at it and felt his abdomen tighten.

Chen Ji, when did he grow up like this... When I saw him before, I always felt that he deserved a beating.

Looking at it now, my mind is full of random thoughts.

Whose problem is it?

Chen Ji walked faster and faster, like a light on his back.

Behind Zhao Yu, a group of second generation ancestors followed.

I guess they all came to watch the team play games, and Yuanzi, Ling Yangxia, who helped introduce Wen Xu to Zhao Yu, was also there.

They were all from Zhao Yu's gang.

Chen Ji only hated why the soles of his feet hadn't been oiled. The 500 yuan was earned by scratching his heart, and Ling Yangxia's resentful eyes were hard to ignore.

If he hadn't been sure that he didn't have amnesia, it would be easy for Chen Ji to recognize Ling Yangxia as a miserable wife who had been waiting for him at home for 50 years, but he never entered the house.

If he had known that people like Zhao Yu would come, Migou begged him bitterly, but Chen Ji had to refuse.

Chen Ji quickly disappeared into the crowd, while Zhao Yu's eyes were still chasing his back.

Yuanzi shouted from the side, "Brother Yu, let's go, let's go to the restrooms of several teams to have a look, it seems that all the teams are here, go and see the famous brother CC."

Zhao Yu then turned and left.

Ling Yangxia kept walking behind, trying to get rid of the team and secretly chase Chen Ji, but was shouted by the people around him, "Xiaoxia, let's go, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Ling Yangxia was called, Zhao Yu looked back at him vigilantly, he had no choice but to give up.

I really don't know what Zhao Yuru's intentions are, he can't get along with Chen Ji like this, and he protects his food like a dog, for fear that others will get close to Chen Ji.

Zhao Yu didn't want to be nice to others, but also to prevent others from being nice to Chen Ji. If he really liked Wen Yingxu, he would chase him abroad and be moved all day long.

Ling Yangxia felt that Zhao Yu was only touched by himself.

Ling Yangxia was dragged away.

Chen Ji heaved a sigh of relief, walked around the venue, and finally saw the position against the wind in the corner.

Ten computers were placed alone in the headwind special session, and there was no one there.

Migou is bored playing spider cards on the computer in the lounge. The captain and Fu Rong have not yet arrived, and Mat has never shown up. Only Chen Ji has come, and he still refuses to admit that he is a double kill.

Outside the booths of other teams, there were crowds of people begging for autographs from e-sports players, and the wind was deserted.

Migou stretched out his head from the lounge, saw Chen Ji in work clothes at a glance, and immediately waved to him, "007! 007! Come and serve me a cup of tea! I have no eyesight."

Chen Ji rolled his eyes, "Okay, just wait a moment."

Isn't serving tea the business of the hostess? What do you do with yourself as a security guard?

Chen Ji went to get a few bottles of mineral water, went into the headwind lounge, closed the door, and put the water on the table for Migou carelessly, Chen Ji sat down, put his legs on the computer desk of Migou, "Why is it you one person?"

Migou opened a bottle of mineral water and drank more than half of the bottle, "The manager is going to advertise. There is a traffic jam on the road between Captain and Furong."

Putting down the water, Migou proudly raised his eyebrows at Chen Ji: "How about it, isn't the venue spectacular?"

Chen Ji was speechless. The venue was certainly spectacular, so there shouldn't be too many people. "Except for the headwind, it looks miserable as if they came to collect garbage."

The lost dog drank the remaining water again.

"Are you really thirsty?" Chen Ji asked.

"Can there be fake ones?" Migou said with a sour tone, "Look at other teams, just fans giving gifts, all kinds of drinks are on the battle, Wahaha has them."

Chen Ji: "Yes, Nifeng doesn't even have mineral water."

"Don't worry, the present of other people's teams is our future after Niufeng, so many people are chasing after you, think about it, admit your identity as a double-killer, come to Niufeng, and support us. Don’t lose.” Migou began to teach Chen Ji a lesson.

Chen Ji shook his head, "Forget it, the status of the headwind team members is not as high as that of the security guards."

Chen Ji got up, looked in the mirror, and felt that the baseball cap was pretty good, "Am I handsome?"

"You man, do you turn your elbows outward? Headwind is not as good as security? You can be short-sighted now, and you can look handsome in security clothes? You're useless."

In fact, Migou has always hoped that Chen Ji would not be depressed because of the defeat of the Chen family.

Even if he came to the base to work hard, get a basic salary, or go to work with his father, it would be good. Chen Ji is so good at playing games, there is definitely a way out.

And Migou heard people say that Chen Ji might have delivered food some time ago and worked part-time in a fruit shop.

The second youngest of the Chen family, Yinri, has a great reputation, but now he is down and out, and he does it with gusto for 500 yuan a day. Migou is very distressed, and he always feels that Chen Ji is caught by something.

Like Ling Yangxia back then, Mi Duojin was full of passion and kept finding various ways for Chen Ji, hoping that he would be as glorious as before.

It wasn't that Chen Ji didn't understand his thoughts, so he patted Migou on the shoulder, "Okay, I really feel ashamed to admit being a headwind player, I like security."

"Did you do it on purpose? There's nothing shameful about Nifeng. When the captain comes, add me and you. Let's see if we are the most handsome of all the players. Just because of our appearance, we will beat them up."

Chen Ji felt that Migou had gone on the wrong path, "It's not about making a debut. There is no love in e-sports. What's the use of being handsome? Technology is king."

Migou blushed, "...At least there will be girls coming to ask for autographs, so that it won't appear that we, Nifeng, are really rubbish and deserted."

"It's reasonable," Chen Ji was also thinking about the headwind, "However, it's all here, and it turns out that no one cares about it. It's not good. Don't you think of a way? If you just wait, today will be so bleak. "

Migou spread his hands, "What can I do, I can only wait for a while to draw lots to see which school's unlucky contestant, it's the turn of the headwind to guide."

"When will the lottery be drawn?" Chen Ji asked.

Migou grinned, "Don't you care about the team?"

"At any rate, I signed the contract of sale. If the team doesn't make money, and I can't afford the liquidated damages, and no one poachs me, I'll die in the Headwind team. How wronged I am." Chen Ji felt wronged.

Migou rubbed his temples, "...To be honest, your worries are not impossible."

"Are you serious?" Chen Ji thought it was nothing more than a bolt from the blue, "Anyway, I was joking."

"I'm serious! I don't know what the boss of the headwind team is doing every day. I guess the money is spent on buying the team, and the follow-up investment can't keep up. I finally persuaded my father to buy shares, but he never He is not optimistic about the Headwind team, so no matter how miserable we are in the later stage, he will not help us anymore, he has already decided that he will lose money."

Lost Dog can't think of a better way to keep Headwind running.

"...Then the boss who bought the team is too good?" Chen Ji was angry, "Could it be that after buying it, he regretted it a long time ago, and now he has let go of it?"

Migou: "It's not impossible. The only chance for us to make money is to make a name for ourselves during the competition and get good results. In this way, the live broadcast, as well as the sponsorship fee and so on will be beneficial to us."

Looking at Migou's immature face, Chen Ji had the illusion that a child would come out to work before the full moon, and thought that it was really miserable to be a team member against the wind, and he had to think about how to earn extra money for the team.

In Headwind, everyone is a worker.

Chen Ji: "So in fact, during this period, the best way to make money is the campus team guided by Headwind, who can win the first place in each major campus competition area, and then qualify for the kick-off competition to prove our strength."

"Yes." Migou gave a thumbs up.

Chen Ji asked: "Then do you know which school has better players?"

Migou opened the webpage, looked at it for a while and said, "It's your school."

Chen Ji was very surprised, "Isn't it, Song Xu's level is considered good in school?"

"You know?" Migou asked.

"Hmm..." I also know another team member, Jing Siyuan.

Migou stood up and grabbed Chen Ji's hand, "Yeah, why didn't I expect that this is your school's home stadium, who else do you know? Is there any way to contact the members of the external relations department? This event is yours. The school arranged it all by itself, and the lottery may be manipulated, so you can find it."

Chen Ji thought for a while, then showed a kind smile, "Impossible." Jing Siyuan was in charge of this.

Migou: "What's impossible? I'll pay for them, give them some benefits, and you take me there."

Chen Ji shook his head, "No, maybe we could have been drawn, but because I went, they forced me to replace them with other teams."

Migou was stunned, "...I said Chen Ji, you really have a way of being a human being."

Chen Ji: "I can't help it, I was born with the focus, and they are all jealous of me."

Migou spread out on the chair decadently, "It would be great if Geo was in our team, there must be a lot of people coming to ask for his autograph."

"...I'm going on patrol." Chen Ji couldn't hear anyone calling Geo for help.

When I went out, I saw that in the middle of the venue, a group of leaders of the campus team were drawing lots.

Chen Ji hurriedly squeezed over, just in time to see Zhao Yu who was joining in the fun.

He wanted to leave, but Zhao Yu grabbed him, "What are you going for?"

Chen Ji: "Patrol."

"Wait for me for a while," Zhao Yu yanked again, "Just wait for a while, what are you anxious about, don't challenge my patience, I will pay you 1000 yuan."

"Okay." Chen Ji stood still, watching the results with Zhao Yu.

The boys standing next to them sneered while waiting for the result.

"Now the headwind team has not been drawn by a school. I don't know which unlucky school will be pointed out by them."

"However, why is Headwind so embarrassed to come? Their team members haven't arrived yet. The new melons are afraid that they will be ashamed. No one cares about them."

"Why did I hear that Boss Nifeng has no money and has run away?"

Chen Ji's eyes widened, he grabbed the person next to him and said, "Brother, really?"

The man nodded, "Ang! It was said that the base was going to be expanded, but the funding chain was broken and it was put on hold."

Chen Ji said from the bottom of his heart: "Boss Nifeng is the real deal. He insists on buying a team without money. What do you think, Zhao Yu?"

He turned his head and saw that Zhao Yu's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

The author has something to say to Zhao Yu: It's okay, but there is blood in the chest, just spit it out.

Chen Ji: That's good, the boss Caibi, there's no need to be angry, his team members are all Caibi.

Zhao Yu: ...see you tomorrow, my dears, are couplets posted at home today?