"Brother, besides running clubs, you should have other industries, right?"
In the e-sports circle this year, no club investor is engaged in e-sports full-time. Many bosses are purely personal hobbies and are willing to invest for their hobbies. Winning the club is equivalent to realizing their dreams.
"Ahem, Brother Cong, the coffee you just ordered is my property. If you like it, I will open a black gold premium membership for you later."
Gu Yun pointed at the raw coconut latte in Mr. Wang's hand. He seemed to like drinking it very much. Only a quarter of the large cup of coffee was left.
"Holy shit! Is this coffee your family's property?"
Mr. Wang seemed very surprised. Not long after this new local brand called Coffee Justice opened in Shanghai, almost all the girls around him had a cup in hand when they went shopping. He also fell in love with the taste and ordered several cups every day.
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"What a coincidence. Brother Cong told me the Coffee Justice account, and I asked the technical staff to arrange it."
For a rich second generation like Wang Gongzi, in order to build a good relationship, it is not appropriate to directly deliver coffee. He is assigned a senior member internally. During delivery, he can upgrade to the SOE small black cup for free, so that he can show off naturally in front of girls.
Unique dignity.
The two chatted for a while, ranging from games to live broadcasts to Price Capital's next business layout. Wang Gongzi found that although this little brother was not old, his knowledge of emerging industries was top-notch in the industry, and he could often make decisions based on his considerations.
Come up with new ideas whenever possible.
"rua!"
Brother Feng's roar came from the training room. Judging from the excitement in the voice, it must be that ig won.
"Nice! Brother Feng is awesome!"
Winning or losing in a training match is a common thing for military strategists. Wang Gongzi and Gu Yun chatted for a long time and gave up the idea of acquisition.
Since business cannot be done without righteousness, the two of them added their contact information and it would be a good idea to make friends.
...
Ever since Gu Yun put down his bold words and said that she didn't have to worry about settling in the old shopping mall, Wen Jue simply gave herself a few days off, went through the whole process of skin care, spa, massage and beauty sleep to get rid of the fatigue from the high-intensity work in Shanghai.
But after a few days, Gu Yun seemed to only have competitions and training in mind, and seemed to be indifferent to the company's affairs. Wen Ju couldn't help but come to the door.
"Where's Gu Yun?"
In the training base, Wen Jue asked coldly.
Liu Xing pointed to Gu Yun's room in the back room without saying anything.
Wen Jue opened the door and saw that Gu Yun was catching up on his sleep after being hungover. The day before yesterday, he had a big drink with Mr. Wang and experienced the feeling of being in Shanghai nightclub. It turns out that this is what the life of a truly rich person is like.
It turns out that just having money is not enough, you also need to be famous.
For example, the reputation of being a national husband is not something that ordinary people can get.
Wen Jue looked at Gu Yun's side face. His eyelashes trembled slightly in his sleep, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what good thing he had dreamed of.
The boy's quilt was not tightly covered, and his clear abdominal muscles were looming through long-term exercise.
It's quite pretty.
Wen Jue, who originally came to investigate, saw this scene and didn't have the heart to wake him up. He leaned over and straightened the quilt for him, and went out to make a cup of sobering tea.
Before closing the door, the girl gently pressed a kiss on Gu Yun's forehead.
The princess came to kiss you, why don't you wake up?
Magic obviously had no effect on hangovers. After Gu Yun woke up naturally, he stumbled to the living room training room and found that someone had already sat down in front of his computer.
The figure seemed to be watching the live broadcast, and the anchor on the big screen even looked familiar.
"Thank you Shihuang for sending us the plane, Shihuang is so grand!"
...
Am I dreaming?
Why did I hear Shen Qingcheng thanking her for the gift?
Gu Yun rubbed his eyes and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly, and he suddenly woke up.
Damn it! When did Wen Jue come?
Forget it, the live broadcast page I opened yesterday has not been closed yet, and it happened to be Shen Qingcheng's live broadcast time again.
When Wen Jue passed Gu Yun's computer while holding hangover tea, she saw a familiar face from the corner of her eye and never moved away.
"What's going on? Will my snail girl make me hangover tea?"
Seeing that the look Wen Jue was giving him was wrong, Gu Yun quickly took the initiative and changed the subject.
"Mr. Gu, oh no no no, the real emperor, can you tell me how many gifts you need to give to have the title of emperor?"
Wen Jue stood up from the computer chair and gave Gu Yun's waist a hard squeeze, his eyes full of resentment.
"I can only reveal one number, 120,000."
It was rare for Liu Xing to see Gu Yun being embarrassed in front of a girl, so he suppressed a smile and fanned the flames.
"Twenty thousand? I really have it for you, Shihuang."
Wen Jue's tone became sour, "She is good at singing and dancing, and she is good-looking. It is normal for you to give her gifts. I understand. Doesn't she feel like a boss?"
"normal"
“Understandable”
The textbook-like yin and yang atmosphere spread throughout the training hall. The team members exchanged looks at the show. It was really funny to see the boss being taught a lesson.
Just when Gu Yung was about to explain, Shen Qingcheng in the picture just said, "What song does the Emperor want to listen to?"
Ever since Gu Yun and Shen Qingcheng broke through the last stage, the scale of her live broadcast has been limited to chatting, singing and dancing folk dances. Things like black stocking dances will disappear automatically, leaving Gu Yun alone to enjoy.
Shen Qingcheng not only has a very clear positioning of herself, but also has the consciousness of belonging to a canary.
While Gu Yun was sleeping, Wen Ju used his account to fly over two flights, and also experienced the feeling of an emperor spending huge sums of money in the live broadcast room.
At that moment, there was a hint of joking in the corner of her mouth, and she continued to type using Gu Yun's account: "Sing a cold "Xiao San" and listen to it."
I asked you to trick a man into giving him money, and let’s see if you can get off the stage after singing this divine song of a mistress!
"Hahahahahaha..."
"The real emperor is such a bad taste. I want to hear the goddess play mistress."
"Qingcheng usually sings love songs, but I have never heard her sing such a salivating song. She really has good taste!"
As soon as I heard that "Xiao San" was going to be sung, the barrage exploded, and people left messages saying they wanted to hear it.
Shen Qingcheng's expression remained unchanged in front of the camera. She thought it was Gu Yun himself who left the message. She said that her goddess style and reserved frame were completely indifferent in front of him. Since Gu Yun wanted to hear it, she should sing it to him.
The music accompaniment sounded, and Shen Qingcheng's clear voice echoed throughout the live broadcast room.
[Finally you became someone else’s mistress]
【I also know it's not because of love】
...
Wen Jue didn't expect that Shen Qingcheng would actually sing. She originally just wanted to see the host's embarrassment, but she didn't care at all and sang openly without any restraint.
The audience also gave Shen Qingcheng unanimous praise. Gifts flew into the live broadcast room, and the barrage of praise was overwhelming.
It turns out that this is the effect of live broadcast.
Faced with Shen Qingcheng, who calmed down the embarrassment and smiled at the camera to thank her for the gift, Wen Jue gradually became less angry than at first.
Forget it, it seems that people don't just trick Gu Yun into buying gifts. As a big anchor, it's normal to buy gifts and thank gifts in the live broadcast room.
It seems that Gu Yun is just an ordinary fan among them.
Men, it’s all the same.
Wen Jue took Gu Yun out of the house and went straight to the famous Nanjing West Road.
Regarding the development of the company and the expansion of new stores, please leave it to me for now. I must speak out first.
"Buy me clothes! If you don't buy enough for 120,000 yuan, I won't be done with you today!"
The girl pointed angrily at Plaza 66 in front of her, holding Gu Yun's hand with her other hand and squeezing it tightly.
