Chapter 80 How to cut the cannon bombardment?
Ye Xunzhi is not familiar with this uncle, but he can't help but be popular on the hot search.
Most of the topics on Weibo are about the entertainment industry, but that year KLC happened to be released, and a bunch of e-sports fans scolded it on the hot search, and it stayed on the hot search for three days.
[Let me think about it, this matter is really not the uncle's fault. Who would have thought that the mid laner of their team has been bought by the neighboring Korean country with a high salary. ]
[The other party promised that as long as he played a fake game in the world competition and gave them the first place title, he could directly come to their side to be a full-time coach in the future. All kinds of conditions are generous, except for the guaranteed assignment of a partner. 】
【According to the time, the mid laner should have started to reap the benefits of the Korean country, but these things are all private Py transactions (shameful things done behind the scenes), and I don’t think anyone would believe me if I said this. 】
Ye Xunzhi thought--
【For the sake of our family, why don’t I report it anonymously some other day? Regardless of whether it works or not, at least I have tried my best. 】
"Brother? What’s wrong with you, Brother Rong?" The man who was also the team’s support patted the captain’s shoulder in confusion.
Ye Rong came back to his senses, and was in doubt. Fixing a match in the world competition would be infamous for thousands of years.
He didn’t understand why, why did their mid laner do this? Could it be that all these years of getting along were fake?
Everyone in their team has worked so hard for so long, just to get three world championships before retiring, so there would be no regrets, but now...
Ye Rong was restless for a moment, and then he heard the voice of praise next door.
[It's too bad, little uncle, you lost the opportunity to win the world championship three times in a row, but your teammates lost their future. ]
Ye Rong: "..."
Such a lethal praise, he wanted to light a cigarette to calm down.
"I'm fine."
Ye Rong rubbed his eyebrows tiredly. He decided to check the mid laner of their team carefully afterwards. If there is really a problem...
[So what is the little uncle doing here? Just standing there in a daze. ]
Ye Rong's emotions were inconsistent.
Who do you think this is all because of? !
Ye Rong thought he was always emotionally stable, but today he felt that he was not that stable.
He took a deep breath and then calmed down. He walked to his niece whom he had never met before and softened his voice:
"Your second grandfather is going to cut the cake and is calling you over."
The assistant behind him was shocked to hear his gentle voice.
Ye Xunzhi was also a little surprised.
[Good man, I thought my uncle was the cool type.]
Ye Rong: Thank you, I also thought you were the cool type.
Ye Xunzhi had a good attitude: "Okay, little uncle, I'll go now."
After Yan Qingqing and Ye Xunzhi left, Assistant couldn't wait to rush up and looked him up and down with a suspicious look:
"Brother, what's wrong with you? I didn't see it before, you are actually a niece control?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Rong looked at his teammates speechlessly, and looked at the receding back and said meaningfully:
"I just think that the little guy has good character."
There is a little love, although not much, but at least for the sake of relatives, the other party has thought about helping himself.
And if Ye Xunzhi really said it, and the things in the words were confirmed, then he would owe the little guy a favor invisibly.
Ye Xunzhi didn't know that he had gained a wave of goodwill invisibly, and she had already run to the side of Master Mo Ye.
Just at this time, the old man's birthday cake was launched. Old Master Mo Ye has always kept up with the trend. His birthday cake was specially designed and made by his reliable eldest daughter, who hired a cake designer at a cost of 1.99 million, nearly two million
. The tray is made of pure silver, supported by a crystal stand, escorted by a Rolls-Royce, and is the pinnacle of the world's top black swan cake master, nearly three meters high.
Ye Xunzhi, who was standing next to him, had already made a sound of surprise in his heart.
[Wow! ]
Old Master Mo Ye couldn't help but curl his lips. Awesome, this is his money ability.
[What a big cake, but how do you cut it? Use a cannon? ]
Old Master Mo Ye: "..."
Take back your terrible idea.
Ye Xunzhi took out his cell phone from his pocket and took photos of the cake. Grandpa Mo Ye turned back unhappily:
"What's wrong? Are you taking a photo to commemorate the occasion?"
"No, I'm going to post it on WeChat Moments."
"Show off?"
"How can you say that? This is a way to maintain friendship." Ye Xunzhi's face was full of innocence. "It's
actually very simple to maintain friendship. Just think about the other person when you are eating something delicious, and then take a photo and send it to him."
Grandpa Mo Ye was not convinced when Ye Xunzhi exposed his past. He
was not convinced when the other person exposed gossip about his children.
He was convinced after Ye Xunzhi made comments about friendship.
Grandpa Mo Ye: "You are simply the contemporary master of maintaining friendship."