Eating fried chicken in a parallel world

After coming to the reception room, Su Jianshen handed over a contract directly to them.

Lin Lei took it over suspiciously and glanced at it. After seeing the above regulations clearly, he showed a slightly surprised expression: "Boss Su, what is this?"

"As you can see, our Fanxing Club wants to officially hire you to be stationed." Su Jianshen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his hands lightly placed on his knees, and he looked at them with a refined expression and spoke in a slow and authentic tone. "The purpose of holding this Starry Cup has always been very clear, that is, to make the club more profitable in the future. Now, the brand-new Twilight Castle map has already made its reputation through this competition, so follow the The plan is in progress, and the next step is to formally settle in a powerful army. As the winner of this competition, your army is the most suitable choice."

Lin Lei had read the contract from beginning to end during his speech, and after a little thought, he roughly understood the operation model that Fanxing Club wanted to develop in the future.

The so-called garrison army is actually similar to the Internet cafe team in the previous world, but this form has obviously not spread in this world.

First, hold a competition to claim the name of the original map, and then hide the true face of the ultimate boss in a timely manner during the competition. After that, you only need to wait for other curious people to come here.

Lin Lei couldn't help but looked up at this gentle man. For a moment, he felt that in terms of marketing methods, this man is really a business expert who is very different from his bookish appearance.

However, although he has basically understood the operation mode, some details still need to be understood in detail, so he put on a confused expression and asked: "Then as a garrison army, what do we need to do?" Woolen cloth?"

"That's it. From today onwards, our Fanxing Club will set up an independent prize pool, and open the challenge channel for the group arena. The first five legions to sign up every week will be able to obtain the final qualification to participate." Su Jianshen He explained in an orderly manner, "After the group arena is over, as the ring leader on the spot, if your army wins, you will get 10% of the prize pool as a bonus. But on the contrary, if you fail to defend the ring, then the winning team will get that 10%, and the position of the leader who guards the ring will also be replaced by other legions."

After these words, Lin Lei understood it. After a rough look at the clauses, it seems that the more they win, the more rewards they will get. The increased amount in the prize pool all comes from the registration fees of other teams. It can be said that it is completely empty-handed.

"That is to say, even if we agree to cooperate with you, it must be under the premise of having an absolute winning rate?" He put the contract on the table, and chuckled a few times indifferently, "I said, Boss Su, this wishful thinking Isn't the abacus playing a little too well? We have time to help you station in this kind of entertaining group arena, why don't you choose to play a few more games in other places?"

Yang Xiaxia and Wu Yueban have also read the contract together.

According to the contract, the basic bonus of this prize pool is 50. Even if it is a 10% commission, after winning a game, there is still a guaranteed income of 5. It can definitely be said to be a good source of income.

So when they heard Lin Lei's inscrutable expression and began to show off, they, who knew the poverty of the Legion, suddenly felt a little bit in their hearts.

However, with their absolute trust in the head of the group, their rationality allowed them to successfully hold up the tense expressions on their faces, and very cooperatively showed a puzzled look of "that's really the case".

"This is the list of benefits enjoyed by our garrison army. You can take a look." Su Jianshen smiled softly, took a document from the secretary next to him, and pushed it to Lin Lei, waiting for him to open it. He said calmly, "At that time, our clubhouse will directly provide a VIP training hall for your legion to use alone, and all BWW maps that the clubhouse has copyright can be entered at will."

Having said that, he paused for a while, and said: "The corps stationed in our clubhouse belongs to the contracted team under the company. As long as you sign the contract, it means that you have the qualification to log in to the corps training platform. This means that even if you It’s just a fifth-tier legion, and it can still participate in the actual combat exercises of other legions. I think, if you really want to develop in the long run, these should be the most needed at the current stage, right?”

Lin Lei was really moved at this moment.

Although they have just won a bonus of 20 yuan and the Golden Rooster trophy, if possible, he would rather use the money to upgrade the army's internal ordnance than rushing to buy some second-hand retired BWW equipment for basic training .In a high-end BWW club like Fanxing, all the BWW equipment is absolutely new and top-notch. If they can stay permanently, it will definitely save a lot of expensive expenses.

Obviously, Su Jianshen had a very clear understanding of the current situation of their legion, and now that they proposed such a condition, they were sure that they would agree to it.

It cannot be denied that all the promises made to them by this person are too tempting to refuse.

However, when he just read the contract, Lin Lei had already discovered a very big hidden danger in these clauses - there was a clause clearly written in black and white that if the legion was not allowed to stay at the Fanxing Club, they would be punished. Cannot participate in competitions of any scale established by other organizations.

Judging from the current situation, income is not a problem, after all, compared to the group arena here, he probably doesn't earn as much.What made him hesitate the most was that if they just stayed in this clubhouse blindly, their legion would not be able to earn team merit and improve the rank of the legion through other competitions.

If the premise of enjoying these terms is to keep the Fried Chicken Legion at the fifth level forever, the sacrifice would be too great.

This multiple-choice question is indeed a bit difficult.

"I know what you're worried about." Seeing him frowning in thought, Su Jianchen smiled and relieved the last worry, "Don't worry, although it's just a simple group arena match, the winner can still get the same rewards as in ordinary matches." meritorious service."

Hearing this, Lin Lei couldn't help showing a look of surprise: "Is it so 6?"

In fact, it is no wonder that he had such a surprised reaction. You must know that there is a numerical upper limit for the meritorious value distributed by the country every year.And with the increasing number of private war activities among the people, many businesses often have to go through untold hardships to get the approval in order to get a little amount of merit, which can be said to be extremely strict.As a result, there are still many chicken appreciating competitions that do not have meritorious service awards at all, and are forced to be reduced to purely rewarding recreational activities.

However, in the context of a society where many companies have nowhere to seek meritorious service, Fanxing Club even arranged meritorious rewards for such a small-scale group arena that is almost entertaining. It's almost a waste of money!

It is really hard to imagine what kind of incomparably tough background there is behind Su Jianshen.

But one thing is for sure, this thigh is definitely thick enough!

Lin Lei's mind was clear for a moment, and he didn't hesitate anymore, and signed his name on the contract with a big stroke of a pen.

Seeing that the contract was completed, Su Jianchen also had a satisfied smile on his face: "It's a happy cooperation."

Lin Lei smiled: "Happy cooperation."

At this time, a waiter walked in from the outside, walked to Su Jianchen and whispered something.

The look in his eyes lit up slightly, he looked at Lin Lei and said with a smile: "Another partner from our clubhouse is here, just in time, and there is no need to find another time to arrange for you to meet."

Lin Lei nodded, and saw the door of the reception room pushed open from the outside.

Looking up, the eyes of the person who came in happened to meet.

However, when this familiar face fell into his eyes, the smile on his face froze for a moment.

In comparison, the other party seemed much more natural than him. Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and her voice was still low and magnetic: "What a coincidence, we met again."

"Yeah, what a coincidence." When Lin Lei responded like this, his heart was full of [-] words of MMP.

The person who came was none other than Fu Xing, the wealthy and unkind young man who touched porcelain in the arms market that day.

At first, I thought that I would never have any interaction with this person again in this life, but I didn't expect to meet him again inexplicably now.

It can only be said that the road to enemies is really narrow.