Chapter 268
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Stephen felt wronged, but he did not dare to say anything.
After hanging up the video call, his phone vibrated. It was Ning Meng's WeChat message: [My friend came to borrow a shower gel. Don't worry ~ I'll keep it a secret!]
Huo Beichen replied seriously: [I believe you.]
"…"
What a hypocrite!
The next day, CM's manager came to Shanghai. He met up with Ning Meng first, and the three of them headed to ET.
God had informed the manager the day before, so Lu Jiahao was there as well.
Ning Meng did not beat around the bush and was very direct when negotiating. "Tell me, how much?"
Normally, a player like God who had never played in a match before could be transferred for a few hundred thousand yuan, at most a few million yuan. However, Lu Jiahao shamelessly asked, "One hundred million!"
"??"
Heh.
What an exorbitant price.
Since ancient times, she had never heard of an eSports player transferring for one hundred million yuan!
After saying this, Lu Jiahao crossed his legs and looked at God. "If you want to buy, then buy. If you don't want to buy, then let God stay and play for the club for two years. We'll talk about it after two years."
Professional eSports players relied on their youth.
After two years, their hand speed and reflexes would decrease, and they would basically be useless.
Of course, God would still shine after two years, but Ning Meng would not let him waste two years here.
Ning Meng lowered her eyes and said calmly, "We want to buy him, but one hundred million yuan. Are you sure?"
"Yes." Lu Jiahao sneered. "Either you take one hundred million yuan and leave with a good reputation, or you pay ten million yuan and leave by breaking the contract, or you stay. There is no third option!"
Breaking the contract and leaving would not be good for their reputation.
Also … Ning Meng, this little money-grubber, did not even want to take ten million yuan!
She crossed her arms and looked very arrogant. "Since you don't want to negotiate, then let's talk about the fifteen substitute players! The dignified ET club actually opened a substitute player studio to earn money? Are pro players really that bad? "
Lu Jiahao did not panic at all and spoke rudely. "Do you have proof? If not, why are you spouting shit here? "
"Did you not brush your teeth today? Why is your mouth so smelly? Even your toilet bowl is cleaner than your mouth, right? "
Lu Jiahao became even angrier. "Are you scolding me?!"
Ning Meng shrugged. "There's a kind of person. You have to point at his nose and scold him. Only then will he know that you're scolding him."
Lu Jiahao: …!!
He stood up with a bang. "You little bitch! Bitch, you … "
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Ning Meng slowly stand up as well. She rubbed her wrists and neck. "What's wrong? Do you want to exercise with me? "
Lu Jiahao was confused.
Ning Meng replied nonchalantly, "You know what? I originally had two hearts. One was kind, and the other was disgusting. But now, I only have the good heart left, because when I see you, I'm disgusted to death! "
Lu Jiahao continued to curse, "You bitch …"
It had been a long time since Ning Meng had insulted someone, and some words needed to be said, so she interrupted him. "Look at you. You're so pitiful. Don't you have anything new to say? There were only a few sentences in between. You were thrown into the air four times when you were a kid, and you only caught it three times. Is your brain damaged? "
Lu Jiahao replied, "… I know. Didn't you want to buy him because you like his pretty face?!"
Ning Meng sneered. "That's right. Look at God. He's so handsome. Look at you, tsk tsk …"
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