readx; November 8, eight o'clock in the morning. [ads: This site has a new website address, shorthand method:,]
Feng Bujue finished his morning run, picked up some flatbreads, fried dough sticks and soy milk, and returned home.
"Eh? You're up." When he walked into the living room, he found Ruoyu sitting in front of his computer, looking at something seriously.
"Ah? Ah..." After meeting Brother Jue, Ruoyu responded in a hurry, and then said, "I just browse the webpage..."
"I didn't ask you what you were looking at." Feng Bujue moved a stool to sit next to Ruo Yu with an expressionless expression, and put breakfast on the computer table. "What's going on with your guilty look?"
ah?"
"Who..." Ruoyu's voice was quite high when she said the first word, but when she met Brother Jue's eyes at close range, she immediately lost her confidence, "...is a thief..."
"Aren't you just peeking at my manuscript? Did you think I didn't know when you peeked at it a few times before?" Feng Bujue continued with a smile, "Actually, if you want to take a look, just take a look. Why are you so sneaky?"
"You...how do you know that I have seen it before?" Ruoyu asked with some confusion.
"Actually, I don't know." Feng Bujue shrugged, "What I said just now was just a lie to you, but now I know."
"Well..." Ruo Yuxu raised her eyes and stared at Feng Bujue with a very unpleasant look, but she couldn't think of what to say.
"Ha... ok, let's have breakfast." Feng Bujue seemed to enjoy the process of "teasing" Li Nuxia, but he stopped at the end of the order, "Just in time to take advantage of eating to see what's next.
The matchup situation of the round.”
He naturally changed the subject, quickly took the mouse from Ruoyu, and clicked on the official website of Dream Company.
Although the Internet speed at Brother Jue's home is good and the server used by Dream Company is also very good, there is still a bit of a lag when opening the Dream Company's webpage at this time...
At this stage of the s2 rematch, there are only 64 remaining teams. It can be said that... almost every subsequent game will be a battle between the two strong players, which is full of excitement.
Therefore, at just after eight o'clock, there is no doubt that a large number of netizens are paying attention to the newly released "Third Round Match List".
"Oh~ There are all kinds of familiar faces in the remaining teams." After waiting for more than ten seconds, the matchup map on the webpage was refreshed. Feng Bujue just glanced at it and said this.
"Our opponent is..." Ruoyu prioritized searching for the match information of their "Hell Front" in the picture. "...Well, here..." She took a closer look, "It's...' Corpse Sword One
Squad'..."
"Ha..." Feng Bujue said with a smile as he tore open the fried dough sticks in his hands, "We are really destined to be with Corpse Sword. We met twice in three games, and they were their second team and first team respectively."
"Thank you for being able to look so relaxed..." Ruoyu took a piece of fried dough sticks from Brother Jue's hand, and before stuffing it into his mouth, he muttered, "...you made a scene in the first round.
Is the matter not over yet? It's better now... In the next sixteen hours, Corpse Sword will definitely try every means to put pressure on you and Qinqin, as long as it can bring you even a little bit of psychological comfort.
The impact... they can be considered successful."
"However... they are destined to fail." Feng Bujue continued, "Because I plan to use Miss An as a substitute for this game. Even if she is blown away by the opponent, it will not affect the game." He shrugged and smiled.
."As for me...you know me."
"Yes, even if someone tells you that you will die tomorrow, it will not affect your performance in today's game, right?" Ruoyu continued.
"That's not necessarily the case..." Feng Bujue took a sip of soy milk and glanced at Ruo Yu, "If I knew I would die tomorrow, I probably wouldn't spend my time on the competition."
"Don't stare at me with such leering eyes." Ruoyu complained coldly without even looking at her brother.
"Okay..." Brother Jue pursed his lips, looked away, and also changed the topic. "As usual...it's up to me to study the enemy's game videos." He paused.
, "I will log in to the game after breakfast (watching videos in the game world is more efficient, and Brother Jue can use his super brain speed in the data world to observe and analyze). If I watch it at eight times speed... I should be able to do it before noon.
I’ve watched most of their games.”
"Thank you for your hard work..." Ruoyu said. He picked up the plastic cup, drank the soy milk in the cup through a straw, and then said, "I have nothing to do today, I will make lunch."
"Okay~" Feng Bujue rolled his eyes and continued smoothly. "Otherwise... you will be the one to cook every game day from now on."
"Okay." Ruoyu replied, "Theoretically speaking, excluding the zero o'clock game tomorrow, even if we make it all the way to the finals, there will only be five games at most. In addition to these five meals, the rest of the year
How about you take charge of everything here?"
"Listen to this... you have to stay with me at least until the end of the year..." Feng Bujue borrowed the donkey from the slope and tentatively asked a question that he was more interested in.
"I can stay here as long as I like," Ruoyu replied coldly.
"Hey, hey... It seems that I, the master, should say this..." Brother Jue said with empty eyes, "Although I'm just renting here..."
"Since you said so...then I will live here until you buy a house." Ruoyu continued.
"I bought a house and you moved into the house I bought, right..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched as he read.
"That depends on the situation." Ruoyu said.
"What's going on?" Feng Bujue asked.
"If you perform well, when you buy a house... maybe I can consider writing my name on your real estate certificate." Ruoyu said this, but somehow looked away, "In that case,
, the house is no longer yours alone, you still have half of it."
"Ouch~" However, Feng Bujue's reaction was...his eyes widened, and he said in a complaining tone, "It seems that you took half of my property rights for nothing or are you giving me some face?"
Obviously, the ever-smart Brother Jue failed to hear the implication of Ruoyu's words at this juncture.
"I'm full." Two seconds later, Ruoyu put down the leftover breakfast and walked to the room, "I'll change my clothes and go out to buy groceries. You can do whatever you want."
Before he finished speaking, the person entered the bedroom and the door was closed.
"Most of the time... you seem very smart, meow~" At this time, Assas, who was a few meters away, said in a helpless tone with his back to Brother Jue, "But sometimes... you are so stupid that it makes people want to twitch."
you."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue said, "What's wrong with me?"
"You can figure it out for yourself, meow." Assas said, jumped off the sofa and walked slowly to the bathroom. "Don't ask me... I'm so anxious about you."
This cat has been at Brother Jue's house for a long time and is obviously good at making complaints. After saying this, she ran into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
"Everyone... is on their nerves..." Feng Bujue shrugged, muttered something, and continued to read his webpage...
…………
At ten o'clock that night, Corpse Knife Studio, Chairman's Room.
A man in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a suitcase, visited here this night...
And sitting in the chairman's room waiting for him is naturally the "boss" of Corpse Sword.
The chairman of Corpse Knife is Jiang Daode, a forty-five-year-old native of S City. He moved overseas with his parents when he was fourteen and graduated from Seoul National University. After graduation, he returned to China to start a business. He was once elected as a provincial
One of the top ten outstanding young people.
Today, he is a well-known entrepreneur and one of the pioneers in the development period of the domestic game industry.
But who would have thought that such a man with a glorious resume, great abilities, a net worth of over 100 million, and a very patriotic name... also has a special identity that is unknown to everyone.
"I don't know what the significance of this meeting is? Mr. Ouyang." Jiang Daode looked at Ouyang Jian sitting across the desk and said with a sullen face, "I think my secretary has clearly conveyed it to you.
Regarding the dispute between your client and the corpse knife, you should communicate with our company's legal department. Even if you come to me... it won't change anything."
"Mr. Jiang, I think you have misunderstood." Although Ouyang Jian is more than ten years younger than Jiang Daode, his calm demeanor is no less than that of the middle-aged man in front of him, "I am here today.
I'm just entrusted by my client to bring you something." As he said this, he picked up the suitcase on the carpet on the right and placed it on the table between him and Jiang Daode.
When Jiang Daode saw this, his expression changed slightly, but he did not show any panic; he also understood in his heart... This was not a movie, and the other party would not necessarily come to see him with a bomb.
Soon, Ouyang Jian opened the suitcase and pointed the inside of the opened lid at Jiang Daode. When the latter looked up, he found a monitor embedded in the lid; and at this moment, on the monitor...
It's reflecting a man's face.
"What does this mean?" Jiang Daode asked, taking out a cigar from the cigar box on the table, putting it on the tip of his nose and smelling it, "Who are you?"
"You know very well who I am." Feng Bujue on the screen tilted his head and looked at Jiang Daode with a half-smiling expression.
"Mr. Ouyang." Jiang Daode played with the cigar in his hand and glanced at Ouyang Jian, "Is this your client?" Without waiting for Ouyang Jian to answer, he sneered and continued, "Ha...
Does he want to plead with me through a video call?"
When Ouyang Jian heard this, he smiled and said nothing.
"I just want to play a game with you." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue answered, "You can treat it as... a bet."
When he heard the word "gamble", Jiang Daode's eyes clearly flashed a strange light, but he still replied calmly on the surface: "Young man, I am very busy. I stayed in the company most of the night."
I didn't come home just to play games with you." He said in a tone like an elder lecturing a younger generation, "I don't know what you think you are doing, but I advise you...be more down-to-earth in your life.
Not everyone will come and play those childish and boring tricks with you."
After saying this, Jiang Daode planned to reach out and close the suitcase.
but……
"Mr. Jiang." Feng Bujue had an evil smile on his lips and quickly added, "As far as I know... you haven't been back 'home' very much in recent years, right?"
Jiang Daode's hands froze and his eyes changed.
"For example, tonight, even if you don't stay in the company, you won't go back to the so-called 'home'..." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Although your lady's charm is still there, you obviously have a lot of respect for those people who are of such age that you can
Women who are their own daughters are more popular..."
"Feng Bujue!" Jiang Daode stared at the screen with a cold expression, "You still think that your mouth has caused enough trouble, don't you? Let me tell you... you'd better be careful when speaking. For people like me, if
Trying to punish you is like squeezing an ant to death!"
"You have four mansions in City S. One of them is registered in your name. Your wife and your parents-in-law currently live together." Feng Bujue ignored the other party's threats and continued, "And the other three...
...are registered under the names of three young women. In the past six or seven years, except for the holidays and the days when your son comes back to visit relatives, you basically will not go back to your 'home' to spend the night.
.”
"I'm warning you..." Jiang Daode didn't pay attention to Brother Jue's words. He pointed at the screen with his finger and glared, "...don't think that you are a public figure just because you wrote a third-rate novel. I can make you publish it in half a year."
Do you believe it or not?"
"Ha..." Feng Bujue's smile became even wider, and he continued to ignore the other party and continued, "Of course, in today's world... it's not strange for an entrepreneur like you to have a second, third or fourth house.
It's over; legally speaking... This kind of transaction between you and me will not bring you a lawsuit." At this point, his tone changed, "Well... but I heard... Mr. Jiang, you seem to be like this recently.
I'm thinking about joining politics... If you were running for a certain representative or a certain committee member... if that kind of tidbits were exposed, wouldn't the impact be very good?"
"Mr. Ouyang!" Jiang Daode stood up and looked at Ouyang Jian, "You heard everything, right? What does your client mean by this? Blackmail?"
"Haha..." Ouyang Jian chuckled twice, "If what he just said can be regarded as blackmail, then Mr. Jiang's sentence of 'beating you to death' is attempted murder, and the sentence of 'making you beg for food within half a year' is
It’s a threat.”
Jiang Daode was speechless after being spoken to by Ouyang Jian. Facing the litigator in front of him and the lunatic on the other end of the video, it was obviously impossible for him to rely on logic and language to gain the upper hand in negotiations...
"Okay, Mr. Jiang, let's open the skylight and speak frankly." At this time, Feng Bujue spoke again, "First of all, turn off the cigar-shaped recording device in your hand..."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Daode was immediately startled.
"Unless...you want the content of our conversation to be made public, or you really plan to put that thing in your mouth and take a look..." Feng Bujue continued with a smile.
"Hmph..." Jiang Daode snorted coldly. Although he didn't know how Brother Jue saw through this "recording cigar", since it had been exposed, he could only break it and throw it away angrily.
"Very good, then... let's get to the point." Brother Jue straightened his expression and continued solemnly, "I don't have much time. I have to log in to the game to play the game before twelve o'clock, so... listen up
Now... Mr. Jiang Daode, a member of 'Gambling Emperor Zhai', next... there will be a formal gambling game between you and me." (To be continued.)
