Lu Feng's suite is a three-bedroom and one-hall.
The master bedroom was left to Wei Xiao, the study was in the south, and the other was the guest room.
Lu Feng and Wei Xiao said good night, but instead of going back to the guest room, they went straight to the study.
The weather in May is cool at night.
The house had the dampness after the rain, sticking to the skin and making it hard to breathe.
Lu Feng tugged at the neckline, and the round-neck T-shirt tugged down, revealing half of the cold white collarbone, but unfortunately he couldn't get rid of the annoyance.
There was a small countdown on the lit computer screen.
Every team has this kind of thing, similar to the countdown to the college entrance examination, every minute and every second is the end of the season.
Lonely ending, or glory.
Expectation is hidden in the numbers, embedded in the heart.
Lu Feng looked away, clicked his finger lightly, and opened the unlocked drawer next to him, and a document was neatly placed there.
He leaned forward slightly, took out the black-covered document, and held it in his hand.
White back of hand, black document, contrasting.
With a bang, the file was opened.
Lu Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the words he had memorized by heart.
This is a gambling agreement, signed three years ago, signed by: Lu Feng and Qinglei.
Back then, Lu Feng went home and had a showdown with Lu Mingze, hoping that he could acquire FTW and that he could help him.
From childhood to adulthood to eighteen years old, Lu Feng never begged anyone, especially his parents.
Nothing to ask for.
What Lu Mingze wants most every day is to have a child who has nothing to do with Qinglei, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tries, it will be in vain.
Qinglei hated Lu Mingze, and even disliked Lu Feng, who looked a lot like Lu Mingze, and even threw the young Lu Feng abroad for three or four years for her own benefit.
At the age of six or seven, Lu Feng knew very well that he had no home.
It is not a family with a mother and father.
The home Lu Feng lives in has nothing to do with the home written in the book.
Strangers with blood ties, this is the definition Lu Feng gave them.
But at the age of eighteen, facing the fragmentation of FTW, Lu Feng could only think of them.
He and Lu Mingze talked about the e-sports industry, the huge profits after the investment, and the prospects and future of the club.
Lu Mingze returned his baseball bat.
It slammed heavily on his shoulder, really wanting to abolish his arm.
Lu Feng broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, but he didn't feel much pain.
The shoulders are dead, the heart is dead, and the last cluster of flames is extinguished.
Lu Mingze beat him like crazy, but Lu Feng didn't hide or leave and didn't cry.
Until Lu Mingze was tired, he scolded him "waste" and slammed the door away.
Lu Feng stood in the splendid living room, and one stop lasted all night.
Lu Mingze didn't come back. At ten o'clock the next morning, Qinglei walked down from the second floor with delicate makeup.
On the spiral staircase paved with white marble, a tall woman does not look like she is over middle-aged. She seems to be in the age of twenty-five or six, wrapping her cold beauty with money and selfishness.
Qinglei stopped on the third step and looked at him condescendingly: "I can help you."
Lu Feng raised his head suddenly.
Qinglei's bright lips seemed to be soaked with blood: "You know, I never do business at a loss."
Lu Feng whispered: "I can manage the club well."
Qing Lei chuckled lightly: "Three times."
Lu Feng's heart sank: "Time."
Qinglei: "You are 18 now, 21."
Lu Feng was silent.
Qinglei glanced at him and continued: "There is one more condition..." She approached Lu Feng and said in his ear, "If you can't win the world championship at the age of 21, you will come back and be an obedient dog."
Qinglei is a businessman, and she will never just talk about it, even to her only son.
In the agreement drawn up by the lawyer, every clause and clause has been put into practice.
Investment amount, rate of return, income distribution... all the terms are clear
Anyone who sees this agreement will find it absurd.
What Qing Lei gave Lu Feng was a poisonous driftwood, which caused him to suffer corrosion and torture in order not to sink to the bottom of the sea.
Eighteen to twenty-one years old.
Lu Feng won three world singles championships, but the agreement says the team world championship.
Lu Feng's birthday is in December, and this year's global competition is his last chance.
If he can't win the championship, he... not only retired, he may not even be able to protect Wei Xiao.
Lu Feng leaned back in the chair, and there was a rare tiredness in his eyes.
To be Qinglei's obedient dog, what qualification does he have to be with Wei Xiao.
dong dong dong.
Accompanied by the knock on the door, there was also the clear voice of the young man: "Captain?"
Lu Feng threw the document into the drawer, got up and sorted out his mood: "Have you not slept yet?"
When the words fell, Wei Xiao had already opened the door and came in.
When Lu Feng saw his red eyes, his heart twitched: "What's wrong?"
This is obviously crying.
Wei Xiao jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.
Lu Feng was at a loss: "Don't cry, what happened."
Wei Xiao usually likes to be funny, dares to say anything, and likes to pretend to cry, but Lu Feng understands it.
I could tell whether he was really uncomfortable or just kidding.
Wei Xiao buried himself between his shoulders and neck, and said with a trembling voice, "Your shoulders..."
Lu Feng patted him on the back: "Didn't you read the treatment report? It's all right."
Wei Xiao shook his head: "Did Lu Mingze beat him?"
Lu Feng's hand froze.
Wei Xiao looked up at him: "How did you acquire FTW three years ago?"
In fact, before coming, Wei Xiao thought about it a lot, thinking about calming down, thinking about detouring a bit, thinking about talking to the captain slowly.
But as soon as he entered the room and saw Lu Feng, all his plans were invalid. He just wanted to tell him what he was thinking, and he wanted to accept all of Lu Feng's thoughts.
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide.
They trust each other.
Lu Feng released him, a lot of words squeezed into his throat, but he couldn't say it.
Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the drawer that had just been closed, and the gambling agreement appeared in his mind.
He wanted to show Wei Xiao, wanted to tell Wei Xiao everything, wanted him to know.
But he can't.
Winning a championship is a difficult thing to do.
The burden on Wei Xiao's shoulders is already heavy enough, and adding this, will it overwhelm people
He was small, only nineteen years old.
But hiding from Wei Xiao, he felt guilty.
With so many promises, he turned out to be a complete liar.
Wei Xiao didn't let him avoid his sight: "Tell me."
Lu Feng could only look into his eyes.
Wei Xiao had just cried, and his washed black eyes brightened: "Tell me all."
Lu Feng's thin lips trembled: "Sorry."
Wei Xiao was anxious: "What kind of modesty? I love you!"
The three words slammed into Lu Feng's chest.
Wei Xiao looked at him without blinking: "I love you, so I want to know everything about you, I want to share the joy with you, and I want to taste the pain with you, isn't that the case with you?"
Lu Feng: "..."
"Don't you..."
Lu Feng took a light breath: "I love you."
Wei Xiao was a little shorter than him, he wanted to kiss his frown, and he had to stand on tiptoe.
Wei Xiao kissed him with a firm look: "Tell me."
Lu Feng looked at him.
Wei Xiao patiently waited for him.
Lu Feng was shaken: "Follow me."
Wei Xiao followed in his footsteps and saw him open a drawer and saw the solitary files inside.
Lu Feng's fingers trembled slightly and handed the document to Wei Xiao: "I'm sorry, I lied to you."
I lied to you that I would accompany you forever.
I lied to you that I wanted to keep going with you.
I lied to you that I wanted to give you love and family.
But in fact, he has nothing, not even himself.
Wei Xiao lowered his head and flipped through the document. He read it slowly and read every word carefully.
Very written words, full of official and stereotypes, this is an agreement without the slightest human touch.
In order to acquire FTW, Lu Feng promised Qinglei all the conditions that were difficult to achieve.
Triple ROI.
Extremely excessive profit distribution.
One amazing clause after another, it will be jaw-dropping if it is given to any club management.
However…
Lu Feng did it all.
The only one, and the deadliest one.
-Won the team world championship before the age of 22, or retire and go home and obey Qing Lei.
Does Qinglei love Lu Feng
do not love.
Why would she 'help'
One is to retaliate against Lu Mingze, and the other is to control Lu Feng.
In any case, she and Lu Mingze can't divorce, and Lu Feng is Lu Mingze's only heir and controls Lu Feng, and this magnificent business empire is still hers.
Lu Feng signed this agreement and betrayed himself.
It took Wei Xiao a full twenty minutes to read all the documents.
Although Lu Feng didn't take a look at it, he remembered it very clearly in his heart and knew exactly what was written.
When Wei Xiao closed the document, Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat.
He lied to him.
He really lied to Wei Xiao.
Wei Xiao trusted him so much, but he...
Wei Xiao raised his head, there was no slump or disappointment in his eyes, but an astonishing light: "So, just win the championship!"
Wei Xiao clutched the document hard, his voice tense: "Your birthday is on December 24th, and there is only one World Championship before that."
Lu Feng was stunned: "Yes."
Wei Xiao suddenly held his hand and said excitedly, "If you win the championship, you will be free!"
Lu Feng was a little dazed, Wei Xiao's eyes were full of excitement and joy, what he said was like a heavy hammer, breaking open the door of his closed heart.
Although Wei Xiao doesn't know much about the operation of the club, he also knows that FTW has developed very well in recent years, and the sunspots are even better off being a businessman if they play Lu Feng.
Wei Xiao pointed to the terms of the agreement: "This, this and this, have you done it all?"
Lu Feng nodded.
Wei Xiao asked, "Only the last team championship is left?"
Lu Feng lowered his eyes: "Yes."
Wei Xiao took a light breath and hugged him: "Great, this agreement is great!"
Lu Feng was stunned.
Wei Xiao gave him a strong kiss: "I didn't understand it wrong? This is a gambling agreement!"
"If you can't meet the requirements in the agreement, then you will retire and go home and obey Qing Lei's words."
"If you do everything in the agreement, then you can stop listening to her!"
Gambling Agreement.
No matter how harsh the terms are, both parties are bound.
Qing Lei gave Lu Feng such strict requirements so that he could not achieve his goal and fall into her control.
But if Lu Feng did it all, then he would get rid of her completely!
Look at the problem from a different angle.
Hell is nothing but the scenery along the way to heaven.
Lu Feng understood what Wei Xiao meant.
It took him a long time to find his own voice: "But, the team champion..."
Wei Xiao rolled his eyes and intertwined his fingers with him: "For The Win, this year's glory belongs to us!"