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Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth heaven rewards diligence

Even though he had already walked aside, Mozi's decisive tone still did not escape the ears of his teammates.

Everyone looked at each other with mixed feelings in their hearts. When Mozi put down his phone, they couldn't hold back their curiosity and gathered around him.

"Mozi, what's going on? A team is looking for you?"

At this time, Zhou Xing'er couldn't help but beam with joy, and smiled shyly when asked by his teammates, "A media company in Yangcheng is looking for me. It should be that they want me to be an anchor."

"What kind of company is this? There are a lot of scammers nowadays, especially Mozi, you are so pretty, so you have to be careful." His teammates couldn't hide their envy and said insincerely.

"It seems to be called Little People Media, let me check..." Zhou Xinger sat in front of the computer and opened the search engine to search. Even the team leader on the side gathered around curiously.

Nowadays, Little People Media is no longer an unknown small company. It has left many traces on the Internet without any deliberate publicity, especially its big anchors, each of which is more famous than the last.

After receiving the verification, Mozi also had a heartfelt smile on his face.

"Wow, Liu and Curly Baboon are top anchors worth over 100 million. I didn't expect them to be from this company! Mozi is so prosperous!"

"As rich as you are, don't forget each other, Mozi. If the company is still short of people, remember to take care of us!"

"Yes, if you can't be a professional player, being an anchor is also a good choice. I heard it's very profitable..."

All the teammates said with sour envy, inevitably feeling a little bit like Jiujiu in their hearts. We are in the same team. Why did Mozi already have a seemingly bright future as soon as the team was disbanded?

Especially the teammate who has more than 100 subscriptions in the live broadcast room is even more envious. Can a real anchor with the support of a big company and a big guild be the same as a grassroots like her?

However, thinking about the day and night interactions during this period, Mozi is not only the strongest among them, but also the most diligent and active in training...

Maybe this is the reward for hard work.

The team leader couldn't help but smile. He was still feeling sorry for Mozi just now. Seeing that she had a better future to pursue, he sincerely extended his blessings.

"Then Mozi, hurry up and pack your things and go over there. If you let us know when the broadcast starts, we will definitely support you."

"Okay, team leader, sisters, I'll see you again in the future!" Zhou Xing'er has long been used to farewells and bid farewell to his teammates in a very free and easy manner.

After all, since she started playing professionally at the age of 17, from winning the CF Hundred Cities League to joining the OMG women's team, Zhou Xinger has transformed from an ignorant 17-year-old girl into a 23-year-old e-sports veteran.

After two games and five years of e-sports career, Zhou Xinger has long been accustomed to things like "running away with a bucket".

And leaving is just a new beginning. Zhou Xinger understands this truth deeply, just like when she left CF to join LOL.

Instead of being sentimental, it is better to think about how to achieve results on the new battlefield.

Zhou Xinger walked out of the club door with her suitcase in hand, and finally looked back at the battlefield she had been fighting for for more than a year. Although women's e-sports was just a flash in the pan, she also left her own traces.

Then he stopped lingering and got into a taxi, "Master, go to Shuangliu Airport."

After looking at the messages on her phone and getting her reply, Little People Media had already booked a flight for her. Zhou Xinger was full of expectations for the new future.

It's just a pity that after leaving this time, I may never have the chance to return to the professional arena. I'm afraid it will be difficult to experience that thrilling feeling again.



At the same time, Zhou Shuyi on the other side also rushed to the Shanghai Airport after a long journey. After consulting Han Yiying, Zhou Shuyi had already made her own choice.

Compared with Qihuang Media at your doorstep, Little People Media far away in Yangcheng is more attractive!

Moreover, the shareholder is still Principal Wang! Maybe there is a chance that we can get involved. This is also Zhou Shuyi's little thought that is not worth mentioning.

Compared with diligently polishing the commentary skills and becoming a well-known professional commentator, Zhou Shuyi yearns for the feasting and feasting of the colorful world more.

If you can get rich instantly, who would want to work nine to five? What's more... working nine to five is sometimes a luxury.

As for the news that the two female anchors appointed by Zhou Dongsheng had set off, Xu Kaidao naturally reported it to Zhou Dongsheng truthfully.

When he learned the names of the two female anchors, Xu Kaidao once wondered whether they were related to the boss? After all, both of them had the surname Zhou...

Xu Kaidao couldn't help but ask insinuatingly. If he was really a relative of the boss, then he would have to think carefully about how he, the vice president, would handle himself.

Zhou Dongsheng couldn't help but burst out laughing, "It's just a coincidence. Just let me know when they arrive."

After getting the boss's reply, Xu Kaidao finally let go of half of his worries. As for the other half...

It didn't matter before, but it doesn't necessarily matter after this. After all, it's difficult for a hero to be a beauty.

Just as Xu Kaidao left with careful thoughts in mind, Li Jiana opened the office door and walked in. She was still wearing a tailor-made professional suit that perfectly outlined her body curves.

"Boss, which girl are you preparing for?" Li Jiana swayed her waist and walked to the desk, leaning against the desk and said resentfully.

"What do you mean, when did I become someone else?" Zhou Dongsheng said seriously.

Li Jiana rolled her eyes at Zhou Dongsheng, but she was fully mentally prepared for Zhou Dongsheng's ability to attract bees and butterflies before making a certain decision.

Therefore, she has been very clear about her position from the beginning to the end. Even if she cannot be a virtuous wife, she must be a right-hand assistant, the iron-clad camp beside Zhou Dongsheng, not the casual female companion...

When Zhou Dongsheng saw the little girl's reaction, he pulled out his big hand and prepared to punish her. Unexpectedly, Li Jiana flexibly avoided it by twisting her waist.

Then he smiled playfully and said: "By the way, boss, Brandon is here and said he has something to report to you."

Zhou Dongsheng is not annoyed at all. Flirting is also one of the joys of life. "Then if you didn't tell me earlier, let him come in."

Then he moved to his tea table and sat on the main seat with a majestic look.

When Brandon pushed the door open and walked in, he looked a little depressed, with a scrawled beard and a sullen look in his eyes, which made Zhou Dongsheng feel a little nervous.

Could it be that the development of "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" encountered some insurmountable technical difficulties?

The kind that even the technical support provided by the pig factory cannot solve?

Thinking of this, Zhou Dongsheng, a technical layman, couldn't help but think about it. After all, he was quite concerned about this project, both from an investment perspective and from a game player perspective.

He didn't want to see an excellent game die in his own hands, so Zhou Dongsheng couldn't help but asked with concern: "Oh, my old man, what's wrong with you? It looks like you were beaten by eighteen wolves and tigers.

The big man ravaged him..."

Li Jiana, who acted as the translator, was at a loss for words. How should I translate this?

Zhou Dongsheng raised his eyebrows and spread his hands, as if to say, "Look what I'm doing, translate!"

And Brandon sat at the tea table with a look of despair, crying: "Boss, I was wrong!"


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