Boys can't shed tears easily

Some strings in the brain were suddenly tied together, and Angkor suddenly thought of a terrible possibility.

No...is it really what he thinks?

"It's called Mu Baibai." Cheng Zi, who was sitting on the side, added, with a proud expression like a househusband boasting that his child finally passed math.

As the only seedling in the game area, Orange is one of the few anchors who can participate in the meeting.

Angkor's hand holding the pen clenched tightly.

Damn, it really is.

Isn't Mu Bai so good at games that he can't win if he keeps playing?

Why did it suddenly become popular in the League of Legends area?

He hurriedly flipped through the report. He was lazy and asked others to sort out these materials, and he only took a few glances before bringing them to the meeting.

In the inconspicuous corner of the last few pages, he finally found Mu Bai's data.

The monthly subscription has increased by more than 1, the average monthly popularity is 1, and the total gift income is nearly [-] yuan.

Compared with the ten-digit popularity at the beginning, this growth rate can be described as amazing without any promotion.

And the fans are still very sticky.

The anchor's subscription is inflated, and it's not bad to have [-]% of the audience every time the broadcast starts. Even if bullet screens and gifts are included in the popularity, the value is already quite good.

He has also seen anchors with this kind of growth, and almost without exception, they have all become the pillars of the platform.

Angkor bit the tip of his tongue, and answered bravely: "That's the way users are active."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chengzi immediately started to show off: "It's pretty good. Every time the broadcast starts, it gets 5 to [-] people. If there are recommendations, it will definitely be improved."

Angkor: "..."

If you don't say a word, you will die, right?

"Forty to fifty thousand, I heard that he hasn't moved to another district yet, that's really amazing." A look of gratification appeared on the boss's face, and he turned to Chengzi and said, "At last we have a successor in the game district, and when the time comes, arrange him." Here it is, the sharing contract is determined by you."

Chengzi had no objection and happily accepted the proposal.

For the big anchors in the game area, many platforms don’t even collect a share and pay a monthly salary in exchange for platform traffic.

The boss nodded, and turned to Angkor: "Remember to contact Mu Baibai and ask him to quickly transfer out of the beauty area, and sign a new contract directly without waiting for the end of the previous contract. Contact early, the platform It’s time to wait for the side anchors.”

Angkor's face was livid, and he replied in a low voice.

The meeting was finally over, Angkor greeted the boss with a smile on his face, and the moment he went out, his expression became gloomy.

Yang Tian was waiting for him at the door.

Seeing Angkor coming out, Yang Tian immediately greeted him and handed over the iced coffee in his hand: "Angkor, your coffee."

Angkor ignored the coffee directly, Yang Tian was keenly aware of the manager's displeasure, and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen?"

"What? How can this be considered a problem? At most, it's just a little brat." Angkor gritted his teeth, "Don't think that being favored by the boss is considered climbing a branch. When the time comes, I don't like you. There are many ways. teach you."

After that, Angkor took a deep breath and gave Yang Tian a look: "Call Mu Bai now, tell him to transfer to the game area, and then ask him to sign a new contract with the company."

"New contract?" Yang Tian couldn't believe it, "Is it a high-level contract?"

Angkor stared back sharply: "It's none of your business, you have to ask? Hurry up!"

"Oh." Yang Tian responded quickly, just as he took out his cell phone from his pocket, he heard Angkor's phone ringing.

It's the number of oranges.

Just finished the meeting, and now he is annoyed when he sees oranges, but the status of the big anchor is not lower than him, so he dare not hang up at all.

Angkor frowned, and connected with a bad expression, and heard a clear voice from inside: "Hello, I'm Mu Bai."

Mu Bai?

Angkor's brows furrowed even tighter, and he adjusted his tone after a while: "Exactly, I have business with you, I'll come to the company within 10 minutes."

The boy's voice was very shallow: "It won't take 10 minutes, I'm already here."

There seemed to be other people's voices around him, Mu Bai covered the microphone, lowered his head to exchange a few words, and only calmly said: "Also, please bring the contract."

Bring the contract.

Angkor heard these words, a sneer appeared on his lips.

It was probably Cheng Zi who said it again, but this kid got wind of it very quickly. When he heard about the salary increase, he rushed towards him like a dog smelling meat.

With so much emphasis on money, Angkor felt that this kid was more pleasing to the eye.

"Heh, you're in a hurry." Angkor said, "I was pretending to be noble when I talked to you before. Wouldn't it be nice to cooperate earlier? Believe me, listen to me and you will become more popular."

"Angkor, you may have misunderstood." Mu Bai replied calmly: "When I came, I brought liquidated damages."

Angkor doubted his ears for a moment.

What fine?What Yokin?

Liquidated damages? ? ?

"Hey, how dare you..." Before Angkor finished speaking halfway, he heard a series of beeps.

Mu Bai took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Putting the phone away, Mu Bai held onto the cold handrail in the corridor, the large floor-to-ceiling windows accommodated all the scenery below, and the pancake fruit aunt downstairs was still diligently out of the stall, and the rich aroma seemed to diffuse up along with the sun.

With the club base not nearby, he won't be able to eat this delicious pancake fruit anytime soon.

Standing beside him, Cheng Zi asked softly, "Have you really made up your mind to play the game? The field is nothing like a live broadcast. There are countless talented youngsters every year, but only a few of them can leave their names in the Hall of Fame."

The first time he left the conference room, Cheng Zi notified him of the meeting results, but he didn't expect to get this answer.

Not surprisingly, Mu Bai's answer was extremely positive.

"Well, as long as I can support myself, I will go even if it costs two thousand a month." Mu Bai said.

"Stop bragging, have you lived [-] days? The club's treatment is pretty good, and it will make you fat sooner or later." Orange sighed.

Mu Bai just laughed and didn't answer.

The TE in his previous life was indeed only [-], and his money was tight every day, but it was the happiest day in his previous life.

Cheng Zi also stopped nagging, and turned her head to look at the young boy's delicate side face.

Mu Bai has always been unable to hide his emotions, his amber eyes were beautifully excited, Cheng Zi seemed to feel his joy.

Sure enough, he was still a child.

Cheng Zi couldn't help but also smiled: "Then you don't worry about going, if you really can't beat it, come back, I will continue to show you the live broadcast."

Mu Bai pursed his lips and nodded seriously.

"it is good."

Declining Cheng Zi's kindness to come with him, Mu Bai sat alone in the office, looking at the decorations in the room.

This is Angkor's personal office.

There is a golden cow on the side, several mechanical watches that look expensive in the transparent display case on the table, and many exquisitely shaped pens in the pen holder.

Mu Bai inexplicably felt familiar.

There are somewhat closed materials on the table, and somewhere in the brain, it seems that a memory is gradually recovering.

"Hey, if you look like you, the live broadcast will definitely be popular. What books do you still read? Just sign this contract, don't look at the low salary, the commission can be anywhere from [-] to [-], and I will help you with anything in the future .”

"Mu Bai, listen to me and broadcast live in the face value area. Live cooking? What kind of cooking, you go and learn a few dances, and just twist it for the camera when you come back..."

"You can't make money, how do I know why? It's not that you are useless! I have given you the best resources. Look at yourself, others have left you behind in a few days!"

As soon as the picture turned, Mu Bai's eyes were blurred, and tears gushed out of his eyes, dripping down on his fair arms.

In front of him is the indifferent back of Angkor.

"I heard that Jiang Chao is very beautiful recently. If you go to the first line to shoot, no one in the whole network will dare to go. What, is there a risk? It is only when there is a risk that there is a reward. Everyone can take pictures. It depends on you. What?" The expensive pen was thrown heavily on the table, and Angkor's eyes were full of impatience: "Why don't you go soon?"

The closed door was opened with a muffled sound, and Mu Bai came back to his senses.

Those just now should be the memory of the original body.

Mu Bai didn't know the relationship between Yuanshen and Angkor, but Yuanshen was only 17 years old, and only Angkor was saved in the address book.

Should have been very trusting, even dependent.

But to the wrong person.

The door rang, and Angkor and Yang Tian walked in together.

Angkor held a thick document in his hand, and threw it in front of Mu Bai as soon as he entered the room.

Mu Bai opened it, and paused slightly when he saw the title with his fingertips: "This is not the file I want."

"So what if it's not, isn't it just a lack of that little money?" Angkor said "tsk", "I don't know which company approached you, the price he offered is definitely not as high as this one, the big deal is what you say , I will add it to you personally."

Mu Bai suddenly said that he wanted to break the contract. Apart from being targeted by the new live broadcast company, Angkor couldn't think of other possibilities.

After all, he is a kid who looks at money, that Chengzi thought he had a good relationship with Mu Bai, but for a little money, Mu Bai could change jobs without looking back.

The boy fell silent suddenly.

Angkor thought he was moved and was planning to strike while the iron was hot, but saw Mu Bai close the contract and put it back into the bag.

"Angkor, do you still remember the Jiang Chao a month ago?" Mu Bai opened his eyes and asked softly.

The memory of the original body falling into the river emerged bit by bit, the specific process was no longer clear, only the despair of being wrapped in the cold water, the liquid forced into the body from the outside, and even the trachea was filled with river water.

"Ah? Why do you ask this?" Angkor was puzzled.

"Why did you suggest me to take pictures of Jiang Chao?" Mu Bai smiled, the tip of his nose felt a little sore: "Maybe, I died in it."

"So, didn't you die?" Angkor knocked on the table impatiently, and took out the check from the drawer: "Is it necessary to pay for work-related injuries if you sit on the ground, [-] is enough, and your monthly salary for the previous ten months. "

Twenty thousand.

No one knew that Yuanshen had already died in that water flow, and his death was only exchanged for [-] yuan.

Mu Bai didn't answer.

He raised his head, his lips were unhealthy white, his teeth bit his lips slightly, his eye sockets were flushed with tears, but none of them flowed out.

Mu Bai pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, slowly closed his eyelashes, and then opened them again.

He didn't allow himself to cry here.

There was only a little water left in his eyes, and if it wasn't for the redness of the tip of his small nose, it would be almost impossible to tell that he was about to cry just now.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to break the contract." Mu Bai's voice was very soft, but his words were clear: "If you insist on interfering with the normal process, I will ask the court for help."

court?

Yang Tian who was sitting on the side was stunned.

Although he knows that this kid has changed a lot these days, but the court... Will this kind of word really come out of Mu Bai's mouth?

Angkor bit and bit the inner wall of his lips, his face turned terribly blue.Yang Tian knows that no matter how Mu Bai develops in other live streaming companies, he can't escape the hurdle of Angkor.

Suddenly, he noticed Mu Bai's brightly lit phone screen.

The screen shows... on a call?

Cheng Zi was sitting in the office with the speaker of the mobile phone turned on, with a particularly complicated expression.

The person sitting next to him was none other than the boss of Hongtu Entertainment who had just finished the meeting.

The boss lowered his eyes, covered his forehead, and sighed helplessly: "Chengzi, you really shattered my plan, and even gave me a big surprise."

Chengzi smiled wryly: "I didn't expect it to be like this either."

Mu Bai suddenly called and asked him to record the recording, and the boss happened to be there too, so the oranges were released after Mu Bai agreed.

"I know about Wu Qun, and I will handle it properly." A cold light flashed across the boss's eyes, then raised his head, and asked Cheng Zi: "But which company did your Mu Bai go to, and even this kind of treatment? Can't keep him?"

"It's not the company." Cheng Zi smiled, "It's the arena."