November 8th, eight o 'clock in the morning.
Feng Bujue finished his morning run and bought some fried dough sticks and soy milk before returning home.
"Eh? You're up. "When he walked into the living room, he saw Ruo Yu sitting in front of his computer, looking at something with a serious expression on her face.
"Ah? Ah … "When Ruo Yu saw Brother Jue, she responded in a hurry and said," I was just looking at the web page … "
"I didn't ask you what you were looking at." Feng Bujue moved a stool to sit next to Ruo Yu and put the breakfast on the computer table. "Why do you look so guilty?"
"Who …" When Ruo Yu said the first word, her voice was quite loud. However, when she looked into Brother Jue's eyes, she immediately lost her confidence. "… I'm a thief …"
"You're just looking at my drafts. Do you think I don't know that you've been looking at them before?" Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Actually, you can look at them if you want. Why are you being so sneaky?"
"You … How do you know that I've looked at them before?" Ruo Yu asked with some confusion.
"Actually, I don't know." Feng Bujue shrugged and said, "I was just bluffing you. But now I know."
"Okay …" Ruo Yu narrowed her eyes and stared at Feng Bujue with a very unpleasant look. However, she did not know what to say.
"Oh … Okay, let's eat breakfast." Feng Bujue seemed to enjoy the process of "flirting" with Heroine Li. However, he did not overdo it. "I can take a look at the next round of matches while I eat."
He naturally changed the topic and quickly took the mouse from Ruo Yu's hand and clicked on the Dream Company's official website.
Although the internet speed at Brother Jue's house was not bad and the server used by the Dream Company was not bad, it was still a little slow to access the Dream Company's webpage at this time …
At this stage of the S2 semi-finals, there were only 64 teams left. It could be said that … the following matches would be a battle between two strong teams, and there would be plenty to watch.
Therefore, at eight o 'clock, there was no doubt that a large number of netizens were paying attention to the newly released "Third Round Matchup List".
"Oh, there are so many familiar faces in the remaining teams." After waiting for more than ten seconds, the map on the web page was refreshed. Feng Bujue glanced at it and said this.
"Our opponent is …" Ruo Yu was searching for information about Underworld Frontline on the map. "Hmm, here …" She took a closer look. "Is it … Zombie Blade One?"
"Ha …" Feng Bujue tore open the youtiao in his hand and laughed. "We sure are fated to meet Zombie Blade. We've met them twice in three matches, and they were Team One and Team Two."
"I can't believe you can act so relaxed …" Ruo Yu took the youtiao from Brother Jue. Before she shoved it into her mouth, she said, "You haven't finished what you did in the first round, right? This is great … In the next sixteen hours, Zombie Blade will try everything they can to put pressure on you and Qinqin. As long as they can affect you even a little bit psychologically … they will have succeeded. "
"But … they are destined to fail." Feng Bujue added, "Because I plan to have Miss An as a substitute in this match. Even if she is infuriated by them, it will not affect the competition." He shrugged with a smile. "As for me … you know me."
"Yes, even if they tell you that you're going to die tomorrow, it won't affect your performance today, right?" Ruo Yu added.
"That might not be the case …" Feng Bujue took a sip of his soy milk and glanced at Ruo Yu. "If I know that I'm going to die tomorrow, I probably won't spend my time on the competition."
"Don't look at me like that." Ruo Yu did not even look at Brother Jue and scolded him coldly.
"Fine …" Brother Jue bit his lips and moved his eyes away. He changed the topic. "As usual … I'll still be the one to study the enemy's video." He paused. "I'll log into the game after breakfast. (It's more efficient to watch videos in the game world. Plus, Brother Jue can use his super brain speed in the data world to observe and analyze.) With 8x speed … I should be able to finish half of their match before noon."
"Thank you for your hard work …" Ruo Yu said. She picked up the plastic cup and drank the soy milk with a straw. She then said, "I don't have anything to do today. I'll make lunch."
"Sure." Feng Bujue rolled his eyes and added, "Or … in the future, you will be the one to cook for us during the competition."
"Sure." Ruo Yu replied. "In theory, excluding the match at midnight tomorrow, even if we make it to the finals, there are at most five matches left. Other than these five meals, you'll be responsible for the rest of the year. How about that? "
"It sounds like … you'll be living here until the end of the year …" Feng Bujue took advantage of the situation and asked a question that interested him.
"I'll stay as long as I want," Ruo Yu replied coldly.
"Hey hey … as the owner, I should be the one saying this …" Brother Jue narrowed his eyes. "Even though I'm just renting this place …"
"If you say so … then I'll stay here until you buy a house," Ruo Yu said.
"You'll move into the house I buy after I buy a house …" Feng Bujue's mouth twitched.
"That depends on the situation," Ruo Yu said.
"What situation?" Feng Bujue asked.
"If you perform well, when it's time for you to buy a house … maybe I'll consider putting my name on your property certificate." Ruo Yu turned her head away. "If that's the case, the house won't just be yours. I'll get half of it."
"Woah ~" Feng Bujue's reaction was … his eyes widened. He said in a mocking tone, "You're saying that you're giving me face by taking half of my property for free?"
Obviously, Brother Jue, who had been smart all his life, did not catch the hidden meaning behind Ruo Yu's words at this crucial moment.
"I'm full." Two seconds later, Ruo Yu put down her leftover breakfast and walked into her room. "I'm going to change my clothes and go out to buy groceries. Help yourself."
Before she could finish her sentence, she had already entered her bedroom and closed the door behind her.
"Most of the time … you seem very smart meow ~" Arthas, who was a few meters away, said in a helpless tone with its back facing Brother Jue. "But sometimes, you're so stupid that it makes me want to beat you up."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue asked, "What's wrong with me now?"
"Think about it yourself, meow." Arthas jumped down from the sofa and walked slowly to the bathroom. "Don't ask me … I'm so anxious because of you."
The cat had been staying at Brother Jue's house for a long time, so her sarcasm had obviously improved. After she said that, she ran into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
"What's wrong with all of them …" Feng Bujue shrugged and mumbled to himself as he continued to browse his webpage.
…
10 pm that night, Zombie Blade studio, CEO's office.
A man in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a suitcase, visited this place in the middle of the night …
The person waiting for him in the CEO's office was naturally the boss of Zombie Blade.
The CEO's name was Jiang Daode. He was forty-five years old and a local from City S. When he was fourteen, he moved overseas with his parents and graduated from Seoul University. After that, he returned to China to start his own business. He was once selected as one of the top ten youths in the province.
Now, he was a famous entrepreneur and one of the pioneers in the development of the video game industry in China.
But who would have thought that this man with such a great resume, great ability, a net worth of more than a hundred million, and a patriotic name … would have such a special identity that no one knew about.
"I don't know what the purpose of this meeting is. Mr. Ouyang. " Jiang Daode looked at Ouyang Ruo, who sat across from him, and said with a straight face, "I believe my secretary has already told you very clearly. Regarding the dispute between your client and Zombie Blade, you should talk to our company's legal department. Even if you come to me … it won't change anything."
"Mr. Jiang, I believe you have misunderstood." Although Ouyang Ruo was younger than Jiang Daode by more than ten years, her calm demeanor was not inferior to the middle-aged man in front of her. "I came here today because my client asked me to bring you something." As he spoke, he picked up the suitcase from the carpet on his right and placed it on the table between him and Jiang Daode.
Seeing that, Jiang Daode's expression shifted, but he did not show any sign of panic. He knew that this was not a movie, and the man would not come to him with a bomb.
Soon, Ouyang Ruo opened the suitcase and pointed the inside of the lid at Jiang Daode. The latter raised his head to look and saw a monitor inside the lid. And on the monitor … was a man's face.
"What is the meaning of this?" As Jiang Daode asked, he took out a cigar from the cigar box on the table and sniffed it. "Who are you?"
"You know very well who I am," Feng Bujue on the screen tilted his head and looked at Jiang Daode with a half-smile.
"Mr. Ouyang." Jiang Daode toyed with the cigar in his hand and glanced at Ouyang Ruo. "This is your client, right?" Without waiting for Ouyang Ruo to answer, he sneered and said, "Heh … Is he trying to plead with me through a video call?"
Ouyang Ruo smiled but did not say anything.
"I just want to play a game with you," Feng Bujue said after two seconds, "You can think of it as … a bet."
When he heard the word "bet", Jiang Daode's eyes flashed with a strange light, but he still replied calmly, "Young man, I'm very busy. I didn't stay in the office in the middle of the night just to play games with you." He said in a tone like an elder lecturing a junior, "I don't know what you think you're doing, but let me give you a piece of advice … You should be more down-to-earth. Not everyone is willing to play those childish and boring games with you."
After saying this, Jiang Daode reached out to close the suitcase.
But …
"Mr. Jiang." Feng Bujue smirked and quickly said, "As far as I know … In the past few years, you haven't been back to 'home' much, right?"
Jiang Daode's hand froze and his eyes changed.
"For example, tonight, even if you didn't stay at the company, you wouldn't have returned to your so-called 'home', right?" Feng Bujue said with a smile. "Even though your wife is still as attractive as ever, it is obvious that you prefer those ladies who are old enough to be your daughters …"
"Feng Bujue!" Jiang Daode glared at the screen with a cold expression. "Do you think that your mouth hasn't caused enough trouble? Let me tell you … You better watch your words. If someone like me wants to mess with you, it's like squashing an ant! "
"You have four houses in City S, one of them is registered under your name. Currently, your wife and parents-in-law live there together." Feng Bujue ignored Jiang Daode's threat and continued, "As for the other three houses … they are registered under the names of three young women. In the past six or seven years, except for holidays and when your son comes back to visit, you basically don't go back to your 'home' to spend the night. "
"I'm warning you …" Jiang Daode ignored Brother Bujue's words. He pointed at the screen and glared at him. "Don't think that you're a public figure just because you wrote a third-rate novel. I can make you beg on the streets for food in half a year, do you believe me?"
"Ha …" Feng Bujue's smile widened. He continued to ignore Jiang Daode and said, "Of course, in today's world … It's not strange for an entrepreneur like you to sleep with a mistress. In terms of the law … this kind of consensual transaction won't get you sued." At this point, his tone changed. "Hmm … But I heard that … Mr. Jiang, you seem to be considering a career in politics … If you expose that kind of scandal in the process of running for XX representative or XX committee member, it won't be good for you, right?"
"Mr. Ouyang!" Jiang Daode stood up and looked at Ouyang Ruo. "Did you hear that? What does your client mean by that? Extortion? "
"Haha …" Ouyang Ruo chuckled. "If what he said just now is considered extortion, then Mr. Jiang's' I'll kill you 'is attempted murder, and' I'll make you beg on the streets for food in half a year 'is a threat."
Jiang Daode was rendered speechless by Ouyang Ruo's words. Facing this litigator and the lunatic on the other end of the video, it was obviously impossible for him to gain the upper hand in a negotiation with logic and words.
"Alright, Mr. Jiang, let's not beat around the bush." At this time, Feng Bujue spoke again. "First, turn off the cigar-shaped recording device in your hand …"
As soon as this was said, Jiang Daode was stunned.
"Unless … you want our conversation to be made public, or you really plan to put that thing in your mouth and give it a good whack …" Feng Bujue said with a smile.
"Humph …" Jiang Daode scoffed. Even though he had no idea how Brother Jue managed to see through this recording cigar, since he had already been exposed, he could only snap the cigar in half and toss it away angrily.
"Very well … Then, let's get to the point." Brother Jue adjusted his expression and said seriously, "I don't have much time. I have to log into the game before 12 o 'clock to compete, so … Listen up … Gambling Emperor's Shop member, Mr. Jiang Daode, is going to have an official bet between you and me."
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