Compared with the girl's deliberate avoidance and turning away from the topic when asked by someone, Park Chanyeol, who is also the general manager of the SSK team club in the face of Han Shihao's doubtful inquiries, seems to be more straightforward and frank:
"I think-"
"I just saw an 'old friend' in the training room."
However, there was no further detailed explanation for this sentence. Since he could not get a satisfactory answer to his question from Han Shihao, Park Canlie immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of phone numbers:
"Hey, Brother Zhixuan?"
"Brother is me, Chanyeol, um, long time no see."
"Are you still in Seoul? Yes, yes, the club and I have gone to the UK. Let's make an appointment for a barbecue when we go back. Hahaha, you can call your sister-in-law too."
"By the way, I probably need to trouble you with something."
"Well, in the S1 season that year, the other personnel information of the runner-up Chinese team, except for the five players, should have been sealed."
"Maybe there is not much in the official documents, so if possible, some video recordings of the scene at the time are also available. It would be great if all of them could be sent."
"Yes, it's nothing, I'm just a little interested in the past, please."
"Okay, hard-working brother, wait until you go back and make an appointment."
Conversing with the person on the other end of the phone, Park Chanyeol always had a bright and enthusiastic smile on his face. It was not until the call was hung up that the smile on the young SSK chief supervisor's face slowly subsided and returned to calm.
On the other hand, Han Shihao, who was listening from the beginning to the end, frowned more and more, and looked at Park Canlie with more questions:
"Cha Zhixuan?"
If he guessed correctly, the person on the other end of the phone should be the official coordinator of Riot Riot in their Korean division. His status is almost half a level higher than that of the vice chairman of the Korean Esports Association.
Listening to the conversation just now, I didn't expect that the chief supervisor in front of him would have such a personal relationship with the big man in high position, as if he could easily ask the other party to help.
Hearing this, Park Chanyeol raised his head and glanced at Han Shihao, and shrugged indifferently:
"Um."
"Brother Zhixuan and I have been friends for six or seven years. We often go out to drink and eat barbecue together. At that time, he was just a small worker in our Korea Electricity Association."
Han Shihao sneered when he heard it:
"So you have been calculating people's present from so long ago."
"You have more than one person in this relationship."
Park Chanyeol laughed:
"certainly."
"Getting to know more friends is always beneficial. Like this one, I usually cultivate more feelings. I don't know when it may come in handy."
Han Shihao commented coldly; "Then you really have foresight."
Although it seems like a compliment, it sounds full of unabashed sarcasm.
Park Chanyeol didn't mean to be angry at all, and shook his head indifferently: "Of course you can look down on it, as a professional e-sports player, you just need to focus on your training and competition, but the club also needs people like me to stand by. Behind you, both are indispensable."
It's true.
Han Shihao is not stupid either, he is naturally clear, so he has nothing to refute, but then he frowned again:
"The person you said is so important?"
"Does it cost you to cultivate this important network of contacts?"
It is also extremely rare for him to see that the general manager of the club, who has never been on the right track with him, is so concerned about something and someone, and he must know that although the conversation on the phone just now seemed to be very easy and smooth, the other end of the phone The laughter that came was also warm and hearty, but after thinking about it, it was definitely not without the slightest price to ask such a big man in a high position to agree to help.
For Han Shihao's question, Park Canlie did not give a positive answer, but asked abruptly:
"The final of S1 that year."
"What do you think the odds are between you and that Chinese team without me?"
One sentence made Han Shihao stop when he was asked.
After a long silence, the current world No. 1 mid laner and the winner of the championship trophy in the S1 season then spoke slowly:
"Without you, the odds of winning would be 10% less."
Even though he never liked the superintendent in front of him, Han Shihao would seek truth from facts on such issues. As their team leader and coach in the S1 season, the importance and contribution of this man to their team at that time was absolutely unmistakable. cannot be ignored.
And know-
At that time, the group of BO5 had played five full games, and there was no final victory or defeat until the last moment. The strength of the two sides was almost between five and five.
So, if to that extent, the odds of winning are reduced by 10%...
It almost means that the world championship trophy at that time will change hands.
Everything after that may be completely different.
Park Chanyeol laughed again when he heard this:
"One percent?"
"It's rare to hear such a compliment from your mouth. Thank you. For me, it's almost 10%."
Han Shihao looked at the young chief supervisor in front of him:
"what do you want to say in the end?"
The smile on Park Canlie's face did not diminish, but the gaze in his eyes was slightly bright and dark:
"I think... I, the coach, gave you a 10% chance of winning back then."
"And what about your opponent?"
"The team from the Chinese division, do you think it's really just relying on that kid named Maple and his other teammates to be able to compete with you who have me to help plan the move?"
Having said that, there is almost no euphemism to cover up.
A certain truth is directly pointed out.
Han Shihao finally reacted, and his expression suddenly shook:
"You mean—"
Park Chanyeol's long, narrow and feminine eyes narrowed slightly:
"The one behind them."
"The odds of helping their team increase, at least... 15%."
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Manchester, the city center.
The black SUV business vehicle slowly stopped in front of a towering office building.
The door opened, and a few people got out of the car.
No. 1 looked up at the office building in front of him:
"Well, here we are."
No. 3, who came by, put his hands together and looked up and down the office building in front of his eyes, and said, "I didn't expect that the World Electricity Association actually has such a branch in Manchester, which is quite impressive."
No. 4 laughs: "Professional e-sports has gotten better and better in recent years, and the status of the World Electricity Association has certainly risen. Compared with the past, it is naturally much stronger."
No. 2 commented coldly next to him: "I want to be ostentatious, but the smell of copper is getting heavier and heavier."
No. 3 tilted his head to look over and teased:
"You can talk to us now, but you have to be careful when you go up later - otherwise, be careful to provoke the old people of the World Electric Association who are not good enough to save face, and you will be finished."
No. 4 also nodded again and again, and warned his companions: "Yes, later... Really pay attention to your words."
No. 2 frowned and responded impatiently, "I know, I know."
No. 5 couldn't help covering his mouth and smiled when he heard it: "It's hard for No. 2, but it's just a little hard work, and things will be done later."
No. 1 looked at a few companions and waved casually:
"okay."
"Go up."
"After waiting for so long, it's time for a good show... it's time to stage it."
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