Other than that, she couldn't think of the reason why her boss was so concerned.
Thinking of this, Xie Yuqing went out and looked at Weibo.
Although she had known for a long time that the mid laner was in trouble, she did not expect that Xu Feiran would confront him head-on this time:
——You understand again? Are you the king of understanding?
——Has the mortgage been repaid? Has Huabei been repaid? Worry more about yourself!
——You know P, I don’t need you to feel sorry for me? Who are you?
…
Netizens intercepted all of Xu Feiran's replies, and they were all posted on her Weibo, attacking her fans mercilessly.
But it’s not just him, the two young guys in the bottom lane are also helping. Fortunately, teammates help the coach to criticize people and so on. Public opinion is relatively easy to control. At a glance, the topic is basically "What's wrong with protecting the coach? The team is broken up."
"Wei, hurry up and get out", "The rhythm has picked up just after winning the championship, and the skewers will stop tasting" and other comments.
Even though there were one or two sour comments, it didn't arouse much response.
Although Xie Yuqing still feels that these young people are impulsive, it does not seem to have any bad impact so far.
She switched back to WeChat.
[Boss Zhong: Just ask, it’s nothing~]
…
Xie Yuqing didn't take this matter to heart, but when she got on the high-speed rail the next day, she noticed that Boss Zhong called Xu Feiran to her side. One kept talking, while the other lowered his head and remained silent, as if
Teaching.
The boss seemed to pay special attention to this matter, which she found strange, but she couldn't explain why.
Zhong Yuebai asked Xu Feiran's relationship status tactfully.
The young man seemed to be aware of her intention and kept his mouth shut.
She kept talking about life experiences and principles, as if she couldn't stop. Finally, Xu Feiran couldn't hold on any longer and reluctantly relaxed, "Boss, can you let me go?"
"Okay, but it's a coincidence that your seat is right next to mine. Come on, let's talk some more."
Zhong Yuebai waved to Xie Yuqing, who was looking over from a distance, and pulled him into the business car.
Apart from her and Xu Feiran, Jiang Chengbin was the only one in the business car.
Zhong Yuebai pushed her husband to the back seat and told him clearly, "He is Korean and cannot understand Chinese."
So the "Koreans" who can speak fluently can only close their mouths, lie down and sleep in aggrieved manner.
"I know what you are worried about, but there is no need. I can handle it myself." Xu Feiran lowered his head and said in a low tone.
"Of course I believe it."
Zhong Yuebai patted him on the shoulder, but said sincerely, "Coach Qingtian is about the same age as you, and he is so beautiful. I am also attracted by it. But the important thing is that you have to understand that excellent people are eye-catching.
They will illuminate your life and become embellishments in your life, but they are just embellishments, understand?"
Of course she knew that Xu Feiran didn't dare to really say anything to Xie Yuqing, but many things were more likely to cause trouble the longer they were held in. Moreover, a young man of this age was full of blood and blood, so he had to speak clearly, so as not to let things slip.
He continued to get into trouble.
Nor will things get out of hand.
The flight attendant came in and handed out drinks and snacks.
Xu Feiran picked up the package of the biscuits and crushed it very finely with his hands.
He remembered the cause of that strange thing.
Perhaps not long after she took office, due to her age, relatively low qualifications in all aspects, and her background as an e-sports "Internet celebrity", he doubted her from the bottom of his heart and was dissatisfied with her professionalism.