In a word, Wang Jun's eyes sank successfully.
But self-cultivation told him that he shouldn't be serious with such a thing.
He only smiled sullenly: "I'd like to see whose face you hit in the end with your words!"
The transfer process is complete.
Mo Bei only took one agreement with him.
After seeing this scene, the interns in the club didn't care too much. After all, Mo Nan's use value has long since disappeared. Everyone knows this well.
So no one knew, but at the bottom corner of the contract was written a screaming name, Hei Yan.
Only Wang Dongdong, who sat back in the car, stammered, stuttered, stuttered when he saw the documents given to him by his non-mainstream family: "New, the new owner is Hei, Hei, Black Flame Team? The Black Flame Team I know !?"
Mo Bei casually hummed: "In this team, everyone who plays games knows each other, right?"
"That's right... that's right!" Wang Dongdong was almost speechless: "Why would Hei Yan want you? Everyone knows you..."
Having said this, Wang Dongdong suddenly stopped, and quietly glanced at the young man's face.
Surprisingly, the other party didn't get angry, but instead said, "Half a month ago, Hei Yan recruited new members online, I tried it, and it passed."
Wang Dongdong was surprised by such a plain statement: "Hei Yan is so easy-going?"
"It's okay." Mo Bei played with his phone and didn't talk much.
Wang Dongdong is a silly and sweet person, and always feels that the pie has fallen from the sky countless times, and it always hits their heads once, with tears in his eyes: "Lucky, so lucky!"
"Yeah." Mo Bei turned his head away, a little sleepy.
But Wang Dongdong suddenly braked, and when he looked back, his expression changed: "Go to Heiyan, isn't that just a team with God K!"
Mo Bei didn't speak, and changed his posture, leaning his head against the car window, with the pair of black headphones still hanging around his neck.
Wang Dongdong pressed his head and shook it frantically back and forth: "I knew it, I knew it wasn't that simple, you really did everything for God K! Wait, a team would It means that after the report, you will sleep in the same apartment... Mo Nan! Brother Nan! Please, don't do anything when you live together!"
Turn your head aggressively!
The person he painstakingly instructed had already fallen asleep...
This time Wang Dongdong really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After finally waiting for that person to wake up, Qinggui and indifferently reject people and intangibles.
To be honest, he still thinks that the former "Brother Nan" is easy to communicate, after all, he can know what the other party is thinking!
Now, looking at this handsome face like snow, I can't see any emotion at all!
Moreover, why would Hei Yan want him? Does God K allow him to join the team
Should not!
Wang Dongdong's eyes flashed: "Hei Yan didn't know that it was you who signed up?"
"The game can be anonymous, as long as the address is correct, it does not hinder the receipt of invitation letters and team uniforms." Mo Bei's voice was very weak.
What non-mainstream people said is very reasonable, but that's not why he asked these questions.
"Brother Nan, you said that when they saw your real person, would they want to break the contract and beat you out in a fit of anger?" Sometimes Wang Dongdong was afraid of his own guesses, after all, they were too accurate!
Hearing this, Mo Bei frowned, put his hands into his trouser pockets, and only gave Wang Dongdong seven words: "I am their special invitation."
(end of this chapter)