In the e-sports circle, there are several teams called "wealthy families". The so-called "wealthy families" not only refer to the strong team players, but also refers to the capital rich people who are backed by the club.

Behind most teams are large companies from all walks of life - real estate, aviation, sports goods and even food.

For example, Pud is backed by a well-known domestic e-commerce company and has strong financial resources. Korean players can buy it at will.

There are also some teams supported by wealthy people, and some retired players even build teams to be bosses. Of course, more rich second-generations come to play. However, in recent years, e-sports has developed rapidly, and they have gradually changed from playing tickets to investing.

TTC belongs to this type.

But ttc is special among them.

The rich bosses of other teams are more famous than the other, either the first generation or the second generation of rich people. Everyone knows them after the name.

But the outside world knows nothing about the boss of TTC, and even the rumored names are vague and uncertain. The only thing that is clear is just one thing - rich.

After all, Linjiang built its main venue, and it is still possible to say that the official official uses its special case as the LPL venue. There are rumors that the two luxury residential buildings in TTC are just a property that the big boss casually allocated.

Jian Rong had checked this matter before joining the team, but found nothing. After joining the team, she had never seen the boss, so she threw this number behind her mind.

He remembered that the anonymous science-promoting poster guessed at the end of the article that the ttc boss must be a low-key and powerful capitalist. He had to negotiate a business worth more than one billion yuan every day and had a keen sense of business opportunities. He saw that the e-sports industry would definitely be extraordinary in the future, so he chose to end up early.

Jian Rong looked at the boss's back and couldn't help thinking—

The big boss would choose to invest in the most difficult years of the e-sports industry. Maybe it was because he contacted a fortune teller after washing his hands, and the master suggested that he do more good deeds.

So the black boss plucked his fingers and poverty alleviation e-sports came.

In the movie, people with this kind of appearance have a bigger temper than a god.

So when the boss entered the house, Jian Rong stood in the entrance hall and asked in a wooden voice: "Will I be fired?"

"No." Lu Baiyuan was funny, closed the door and said, "The boss is very good."

Jian Rong only believed it for less than ten seconds.

"I heard that someone was entrusting rats to death in the base?" The boss casually found an empty seat on the dining table, sat down, crossed his legs and slapped the table: "Which grandson is it? What's the name? Where is the person now? I dare to send these bad things to my club, and I have to kill that grandson."

Jian Rong: "."

The other team members have long been accustomed to his appearance, only Jian Rong and pine, who had just joined the team for less than two years, were a little unnatural.

Xiaobai explained: "That man is a gambler. He lost to bankruptcy after opening our banker. He couldn't think so for a moment and came to take revenge on others..."

"Dog, how many times should I live?" The boss sneered: "Have he stabbed someone?"

"Not poked!" Xiaobai said with a smile: "My brother kicked away."

"Just kicked?" The boss frowned and looked at Lu Baiyuan, and said dissatisfiedly: "Have your temper changed more and more in the past few years?"

Lu Baiyuan took the pepper handed by his aunt and put it in front of Jian Rong: "Just this kick, I almost got banned."

The boss said "tsk" with dissatisfaction: "There are really more and more bullshit rules."

"That's it." The little white asked with a dog's legs: "Boss, do you have lunch?"

Jian Rong's heart beat...Boss?

Cao. What a retired black boss??

The background of ttc...is it so complicated?

No wonder the outside world doesn’t know who the boss of TTC is. Of course, if this background can be hidden, it will be hidden.

The boss also said that he had just returned to Shanghai... It was probably because he had a big deal and ran away abroad.

Jian Rong glanced at the boss. The boss had finished smoking a cigarette, and now he had another unlit cigarette on his ear. He was playing with the Buddha string he was holding in his right hand, and his sunglasses were pushed onto his bald head.

This posture looks like he has taken three lives.

"I've eaten it. My daughter just made a bowl of noodles for me, which was so unpalatable." The boss's eyes floated to Jian Rong: "What's his name...SuSou?"

Jian Rong said very well: "Search Ford. Just call me Jian Rong."

"I forgot that it must be the first time Jian Rong and the boss met, right?" Yuan Qian looked at Jian Rong and introduced thoughtfully: "Our boss's surname is Fu, you can call him Brother Fu, or call him Boss with us."

Jian Rong nodded: "Boss."

The rich brother waved his hand: "Everyone shouted like he was forming a clique."

He said that, but he had a smile on his face, and was obviously very happy to be called. He turned the Buddhist scriptures and looked at Lu Baiyuan: "Don't say, this new boy looks quite like you at the beginning."

Jian Rong: "?"

This is the first time Jian Rong has heard this statement.

"No." Xiaobaizai looked at them carefully: "The eyes, nose, and mouth are different from each other."

"You young people only know how to look at your appearance." The rich brother leaned on the chair: "The smelly face and eyes just now were exactly the same as when you were a child, but he was not as fierce as you..."

"Is that right?" Lu Baiyuan asked lightly: "Do you want to play games after eating?"

The rich brother was easily brought up by the topic: "I thought about it, but Lao Ding refused. He said you want to train today. Tsk, I am the boss... By the way, how are you doing?"

Seeing Jian Rong's eyes floating towards him, Lu Baiyuan sighed: "It's great. Even if the competition event is changed to tug-of-war, I can pull it for several seasons."

Brother Fu took the cigarette in his ear and put it in his mouth, picked up the cigarette box and threw it to Lu Baiyuan: "Try it, this cigarette smells okay, I like it, I'll send some to the base..."

"He quit smoking." Brother Ding happened to go downstairs and rushed up to collect the cigarette: "You should smoke less, last year, a child in the league had lung cancer and was only in his early twenties!"

"That's because he is in poor health. Look at them, they are strong and strong..." Fu Ge glanced at the audience and paused: "Except for the little blue hair, the others will be fine for sixty years."

Jian Rong: "?"

"I just wanted to say it." Fu Ge frowned: "Why is the little blue-haired so thin, short and like a girl. She took it out to play games and thought I was abused by the players."

This is no different from holding a concert of 10,000 people in Jianrong Lei District.

The others took a breath, for fear that Jian Rong would not be able to think about it and fuck her boss.

"I'm raising it." Lu Baiyuan's voice was faint: "I'm much fatter than when I came."

The rich brother didn't realize the atmosphere around him and said, "Hey, please feed him hard. He is so fat and fat that he is healthy. If the food is not enough, please come to me. Xiao Lanmao, remember to have a good meal every day, do you know?"

Little Lanmao held the chopsticks tightly. After a long time, she squeezed out from her teeth: "...I know, brother."

Brother Fu nodded with satisfaction: "By the way, I haven't raised your salary for more than half a year, right? I'll inform you later and give you another 20% of your monthly salary."

After smoking this cigarette, Brother Fu really called Brother Ding to the conference room and discussed the salary increase.

After the boss left, Xiaobai patted his chest: "Damn, I was really afraid that you would put the bowl on the boss's head."

Jian Rong lowered her head and ate: "Do you think I look like a fool?"

Xiaobai was silent for a while and said insincerely: "Of course... it's not like."

Jian Rong was too lazy to explain to him.

"Brother Fu is from Guangdong." Lu Baiyuan, who was beside him, suddenly said softly: "It's too early to be clear. However, six years ago, when I first met him, he had more than a dozen rental buildings in Guangdong."

Jian Rong had a meal and suddenly felt that today's rice was a little sour.

"It wasn't long after he bought the team, he caught up with the demolition... and then he went to the real estate industry." Lu Baiyuan briefly concluded: "It's a serious business, not □□. Don't worry, you're in a thief's nest."

My thoughts were told through again, which made Jian Rong unconsciously think of what happened last night.
Chapter completed!