The eSports King’s Crush

"Yes." Mo Bei turned sideways and looked over. His uniform was still meticulous, but his eyes were serious: "I didn't know who he was just now, but now I know. Captain, can you get an autograph for me?"

Feng Nai raised his hand and put it on Mo Bei's shoulder. His figure was slightly low and his voice was clear and soft: "You are also a professional player now. Brother Bingshan, it is easy to attract trouble if you ask for an autograph. Think about you. When you met me before, it was because you wanted an autograph."

The two of them were very close, and the only thing Mo Bei could feel was his breath hitting her ears. But, wanted an autograph?

It should be her brother.

Mo Bei suppressed the light in his eyes: "How about we ask for it again when we get back to the base?"

Feng Nai snorted, a little mocking at this time: "An uncle, why do you like him?" x

Mo Bei:......

"I seem to have heard you talking bad about me." Over there, Yi Fengyi was still talking to his assistant about work. He glanced sideways and smiled with a standard fox smile: "No."

Nay?

The assistant couldn't hold it back and almost burst out laughing.

Their young master’s name?

He has always been in the team, but he has never heard anyone call him that.

Feng Nai held his trouser pocket with one hand, but he wasn't annoyed at all. The corner of his mouth was a little cold: "You are so suspicious when you talk to people when you are older."

Assistant: ...Even my uncle laughed at him, his young master is really...

Feng Yi didn't have any other expression. Instead, when he saw Mo Bei again, he pushed up his glasses as if to cover up.

That means that this level should be passed. (_

The two secret codes are somewhat invisible.

No one will notice.

In addition, the fat manager over there, who is slightly heavier and has a belly, has already ran over, with a slightly unhappy look on his face: "I asked you to pick someone up, and you picked up..."

Before the word "fat manager" could be finished, he paused abruptly. He looked at Feng Yi and visibly swallowed his saliva: "You, why are you here?" x :/

“A person who is so old that he needs to be addressed by you.

"Feng Nai chuckled and leaned there lazily.

Assistant: ...This is really not my nephew.

Feng Yi's mouth also twitched, after all, he cared about age the most.

But soon, he smiled again and extended his hand: "I am the new agent."

New...agent...

The one who came back from abroad...the one who applied for a job? !

The fat manager already felt that his thoughts were all messed up.

Originally, he thought that he must be an ignorant person to take over Mo Beixiangnan.

After all, as long as you know a little bit about it, you won't deal with such scheming players. There are many things to do and it's laborious.

Otherwise, the club would not be in a dilemma.

They specially hired "Mo Nan" because his game videos were so outstanding.

But after so many things happened, I started to feel tired.

In addition to winning, the value a player brings is the value he brings.

And "Mo Nan" has nothing on him

But now, Vice President Feng has become his manager again to take care of him?

Is this guy Mo Beixiangnan walking around like this?

The fat manager pulled himself back in shock, and then took a deep breath: "You, you know who you want to bring?"

"I know." Feng Yi said with a smile, 70% true and 30% false: "Originally, I was with Nai. I was very sad when I was rejected by you. But I watched the game just now. Mo Beixiangnan played well, so I still used Left hand, I am very interested in this child." Remember the website address of this website, www. Biquxu． Com for easy reading next time, or enter " " in Baidu to enter this site