Zheng Hang looked at his mocking smile and knew that this matter was not so easy to discuss. But when he thought of the attitude of the club's senior management, he had to lower his face and continued to persuade: "I know that you and Sister Lang have a mine at home, and there is no shortage of money for careers, but you have to consider the entire club, waiting for Gatlin and me? Do you think that how many of those investors understand e-sports? How many of them set up clubs because of their dreams? They always value the huge benefits brought by the emerging industry of e-sports."

"Don't talk about you, even the entire club is just a tool for making money in their eyes. When the club can't make money for them, we... should be separated."

Zheng Hang curled the corners of his lips, and he felt it was a little ridiculous.

He was also young and once, with full of passion, plunged into society, thinking that as long as he was willing to persevere and work hard, he could achieve something.

But later he discovered that he was just an ordinary person who had fantasized about saving the world.

When his superiors summoned him to a meeting overnight, he had to nod and said yes, so he was so arrogant that the devil he had pulled was abandoned, so he could only send the person to the airport with red eyes.

Even when he wants to quit, he has to think about it. Can he find a better job after quitting this job? How many months does he save money on hand have? What should he do if he can't find a job that suits his wishes?

The freedom of adults is never to do whatever they want, but to do whatever they want or not.

Thinking of this, Zheng Hang took a deep breath and had to make a heartbroken: "Maybe you are really here to pursue the so-called e-sports dream, but have you ever thought about us? The club is making money now, and our lives can be better. If the club is really disbanded because of the loss, you and Sister Lang can go home and inherit their family property at any time, but what should we do if we work hard and just make a living?"

Ji Shaoyi frowned and inexplicably disgusted with his statement.

These people always keep talking about the mines at home, and never care how much effort they have put in behind the scenes to get good results.

What's more, what does it have to do with them?

He does not need to be responsible for anyone's life.

Therefore, he sneered coldly and said in a particularly mocking tone: "It's OK to disband. I'll buy the entire club at that time, and you will be the first to fire."

Zheng Hang: "..."

He was choked by these words and looked dark. He saw Mr. Ji blinking his eyes and asked with confidence: "Anyway, I have a mine in my house, right?"

Zheng Hang: "..."

"And I don't understand. The prize money for pdl championship is 120,000, pcl championship prize money is 600,000, and the prize money for pgc World Invitational Championship is as high as one million. Whether from the perspective of making money or from the perspective of long-term development of the team leader, it is better to make the results well, right?"

Ji Shaoyi's dark eyes turned, and he looked like a cunning fox with interest: "Even if there is a chance to become bigger and stronger, the club is so anxious to make money. Don't you really think there is something wrong?"

Of course, Zheng Hang felt that there was something wrong, but these things were not within his responsibilities. He was too lazy to inquire more, so he just laughed sarcastically and said, "Maybe it is because of the fan bonus and the champion, what do they want?"

Mr. Ji was stunned.

"People are greedy, not to mention... "Zheng Hang patted his shoulder, and looked at him with a little more enviousness: "Even if you know you are being squeezed, you have been trying hard to win, aren't you?"

Perhaps, capitalists are taking advantage of their dreams.

......

When Lang Qiao was overjoyed and opened her eyes in a daze, she saw Ji Shaoyi wearing the same couple's pajamas as her, sitting in the corner of the bed with her knees in a daze.

She had just woken up and had a little bit of IQ. She stared at him for a long time before she vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been called out early in the morning.

So she rolled to him with the quilt, like a kitten rumbling on her belly and begging to touch her hands, rubbing her furry head against his hands and said, "What's wrong?"

The sound with a strong nasal sound is soft and a little breasted.

The playful little tail sound was so cute that Ji Shao was breathing and reached out and grabbed the short-legged kitten into his arms, rubbed her cheek intimately and said, "I wonder if it's meaningful for us to play games so hard."

Perhaps as Zheng Hang said, no matter how hard they work, they are just a pinch of leeks under the sickle of capital.

Lang Qiao pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked him: "Do you remember how you answered your mother after we won the city game?"

Of course, Ji Shaoyi remembered that Li Jinxi analyzed the pros and cons for him, gave him many examples, and then asked him: Is it worth it to exchange for the lights for a lifetime of illness for a few years?

And how did he answer at that time?

He nodded unwaveringly and said: If you like it, it is worth it.

Lang Qiao wanted to give him a scarf, but happened to hear his answer outside the door.

I felt instantly...

The boy she likes is indeed very handsome.

And now, she fell a kiss on his lips, saying word by word: "If you like it, it makes sense."

She doesn't care why others go on this path, she only follows her heart.

Just as she followed her heart now, she lingered from the corner of her lips to his neck, and finally opened her pink lips and licked his raised bones.

It was like a little greedy cat asking for meat, which instantly aroused Ji Shaoyi's anger.

He turned over and pressed the greedy cat under his body, pulled the bow on her waist and said, "Dear Mrs. Ji, did you forget to take the 37℃ protein mixed solution we made yesterday afternoon?"

Lang Qiao was teased by him, and her cheeks flushed, but she was not willing to be outdone on her lips and said, "You can make up for it now."

After getting the affirmative answer, Ji Shao smiled even more vigorously. While his hands were constantly moving, he still teased her and said, "Why are you so easy to talk today?"

Lang Qiao's face turned red in an instant, thinking that wasn't you who said it? I like my active and wild look after getting drunk...

She wanted him to like it.

It’s a pity that she could only think about such shameful love words in her heart. On the surface, she could only pull his nightgown belt and say, “Talk.”

"What's the hurry?" Ji Shaoyi grabbed her little hand, and said with a doting smile in a mute voice: "We still have a lifetime to take our time."

...

His slowness was not enough, and all the morning was wasted.

When other team members were happily packing their things and preparing to return to Jinshi, Lang Qiao, whose legs were weak, could only slump on the bed like a dead fish, eating snacks while serving as a supervisor for Ji Shaoyi who was packing things.
Chapter completed!