"Mengruo, Yifan, come here."
Someone over there spoke.
Yang Mengruo just smiled and walked over with Lu Yifan.
It was Xiang Guocai, the boss of the company: "Feng Yi has already arrived."
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Yang Mengruo looked around, but there was no movement.
"The Feng family is in the business of luxury goods, and Feng Yi's contacts here are enough for him to take a special channel." Being the boss is a bit smart, and it's also this bit of smart that made him decisively not work in Mo Nan. , directly chose to give up.
After all, comparatively speaking, he admires people like Lu Yifan more, and understands that just playing well in the game will not fill his stomach, and it must have commercial value.
Of course, Mo Nan didn't understand everything, but since everyone was pushing him away, there was no need for him to praise such a person.
But recently, he felt a little bit regretful, because Mo Nan's momentum was getting stronger and stronger.
He had to find someone to suppress the heat of the other party.
The most important thing is to be able to win Lu Yifan out.
After much deliberation, the best candidate is Feng Yi.
It's just that Xiang Guocai knew very well in his heart that if Feng Yi was to be Lu Yifan's manager, it would be a fantasy.
It should be fine to release this news and ask Feng Yi to dial a few words occasionally.
This was also what Xiang Guocai had communicated with Lu Yifan before.
"Let's go over and say hello to him."
Xiang Guocai took a glass of champagne and walked inside with the two of them.
Yang Mengruo is still looking for who is the golden agent of the year.
There was a chuckle from there: "I can make an appointment to go to sea another day, but I can also sail."
Yang Mengruo followed the noise, and basically ruled out this side. Since he is a gold medal agent, he should be very old, and he should be as potbellied as their boss.
But at this moment.
Xiang Guocai raised his wine glass towards the back who was still chuckling: "Brother, it's been a long time. It seems that I really answered that sentence. Wherever you are, you can get along like a fish in water."
Looking back, the man was in his thirties, handsome, with a half-curved mouth, and a business-like suit in a straight suit: "Boss Xiang?"
With two words, the affectionate title of younger brother was called back to the normal relationship.
Xiang Guocai was not annoyed either, knowing this person's temper, he smiled and gave Lu Yifan a nudge: "Okay, I won't go around in circles anymore, it's not easy to find you, I'll introduce a kid to you, it's an e-sports competition , you should be interested."
Feng Yi's eyes fell on Lu Yifan, battle uniform
Lu Yifan was modest at this time: "I heard Mr. Xiang mentioned you many times, but this time I finally met a real person. I like the Emperor League very much."
Feng Yi played with the wine glass.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiang Guocai laughed again: "This kid is indeed your fan. He didn't sleep much when he heard that he was coming to see you yesterday."
"Mr. Xiang." Feng Yi also smiled, like Mr. Yumian: "I can feel the enthusiasm of you, a kid. After all, it's rare to come to this kind of place and still wear combat uniforms."
Because of the playfulness in his tone, even Xiang Guocai couldn't tell what he meant for a while.
Yang Mengruo wanted to ease the atmosphere, blushing and said: "Hi Senior Feng, I am also a fan of your Emperor League."
Unexpectedly, Feng Yi didn't say anything, but just glanced at her indifferently.
Yang Mengruo said again: "I really don't know what to say to see the person who brought out the Emperor League today, I..."
"Mr. Xiang." Feng Yi didn't finish listening to her, and with a smile on his thin lips, he turned his face to Xiang Guocai and said: "You two children are very interesting, and now you are here to prove to me that the Imperial League has not yet passed. You are angry, so you are desperately pretending to be a fan?"
(end of this chapter)