Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

In Nuoda's conference room, three people sat around the table, each thinking, but no one spoke first.

Yu Xintian stood up, just now the members were not good at her to put pressure on them, but seeing both of them like this, she had to convey the meaning of the organizer.

"This world-class league is very important. To put it bluntly, it is an opportunity for various industries to censor us. Many of the team's sponsors are now in the wait-and-see period. If I didn't talk to them time and time again, I am afraid that the team will not be able to maintain the team. Pay, if there are any problems this time, I'm afraid..."

Zhao Qichen listened thoughtfully, and sometimes he would pay attention to the forum, he had read those remarks, and suddenly said: "I also know this situation, but I don't want to put too much pressure on the members, especially Mao taro."

Yu Xintian stood up, apparently not agreeing with his statement: "You seldom pay attention to the team's affairs, you only know that they are under a lot of pressure, but Mahou and the others don't take the game seriously now, and they are smashing cans and smashing all day long." , I think it’s enough to have something to eat, but what’s the use of working hard alone?”

Zhao Qichen frowned, Yu Xintian was right, there were indeed cases of passive preparation among the members, but he still didn't like to hear what she said about the players in front of him.

Wen Zhouxing was silent at the side, but seeing the two talking more and more wrong, he pursed his lips and said in a good voice: "Don't be too negative, I also see that the team members are not motivated, but we It’s no use arguing here, we still have to find a solution.”

Yu Xintian frowned and exhaled, trying to calm down his tone.

"Aggression is useless. Like in the previous games, the DS team has surpassed us many times, but the members don't seem to have much reaction. I don't know what method to use."

Wen Zhouxing let out a sigh of relief and rubbed the back of his head, obviously he was also battered.

Zhao Qichen sat up and suddenly laughed: "Forget it, I think they are too lazy, so there is no need to say anything, I will talk to them, if it doesn't work, just starve them for a few days, and the fighting spirit will naturally come up."

Yu Xintian actually didn't agree with the idea of ​​starving the members, but now I'm afraid only Zhao Qichen can cure them, so he nodded helplessly.

Then Zhao Qichen looked at Wen Zhouxing again, and said calmly: "You don't have to urge them so fast recently, I think they don't cry when they don't see the coffin, one day the team will go bankrupt, I see if they are in a hurry."

Wen Zhouxing understood Zhao Qichen's meaning. On his side, Zhao Qichen had the most ghost ideas, and it was true.

Afterwards, Zhao Qichen didn't bother their training anymore, and called his assistant to pick him up at night. After Yu Xintian sent him away, he stayed there for a long while, and didn't wake up until Wen Zhouxing came out and put some clothes on her.

Yu Xintian looked at the coat on his body in surprise, shook his head to express that it was all right, and wanted to return it to him, but Wen Zhouxing held down his hand.

"Don't refuse my offer, OK?"

Yu Xintian froze, nodded blankly, and followed Wen Zhouxing into the villa.

In front of the living room, Wen Zhouxing looked at the people upstairs who were still training. Aunt Chu had already gone home. There were only the two of them in the living room. With their backs to Yu Xintian, he suddenly said, "I can tell, you actually like that kid. right?"

Yu Xinrui paused while clutching the coat, and didn't know how to speak for a while, it felt really uncomfortable to have someone see through her thoughts.

Wen Zhouxing continued to talk to himself: "Actually, I noticed it early in the morning. In the past two years, you have always looked at him from time to time, and I caught you every time."

Yu Xintian looked at his back and said nothing, Wen Zhouxing suddenly turned around, chuckled and said helplessly: "I'm really curious, why every woman I like likes that boy, what's so good about him?"

Yu Xintian was puzzled: "What do you mean? Who else?"

Zhao Qichen naturally wouldn't talk about Lin Qiuran with Yu Xintian. The other members also knew that it was someone else's private matter and would never speak up. So Yu Xintian had only heard the name before and knew that she was the team's former manager, nothing else. known.

"In short, there is such a person. This is what I want to tell you. Don't like him. He, his heart is already full. If he can't hold you, you will not have any results."

Hearing from other people that the two of them can't be more uncomfortable than their own refusal, Yu Xintian tightened her clothes, even though she was prepared, she should have known.

Zhao Qichen is young, handsome, rich, and a well-known e-sports player. He has countless suitors, but he has never been special to anyone. She should have thought of it earlier, Zhao Qichen has always had someone in his heart.

Yu Xintian bowed his head and didn't speak any more, Wen Zhouxing sighed, knowing that what he said was too much, he said lightly: "I'm sorry, I know it's a bit abrupt to speak like this..."

"It's okay." Yu Xintian sniffed and sorted out his emotions: "I've always been mentally prepared, besides, I don't have to hang myself on a crooked neck tree like him."

As always, Wen Zhouxing could see that although Yu Xintian didn't care about it, he was probably overwhelmed in his heart.

He silently took the coat back from Yu Xintian's hand, took a cup of hot milk from the kitchen, put it in her hand, turned around and went upstairs.

Yu Xintian looked at his back, and slowly withdrew his originally smiling face, his eye sockets turned red in an instant, he pursed his lips but the tears still couldn't stop flowing down.

The next day, Zhao Qichen came back at the same time. The members did not slack off as usual, but sat in the training room for training. He was very satisfied, but this alone was obviously not enough.

Yu Xintian came out of the room and was taken aback when he saw Zhao Qichen, but he coughed dryly and walked in front of him.

"Boss, do you have nothing to do every day and come to the team all day long?"

Zhao Qichen stared at the training room for a while, then looked back at Yu Xintian's face, pretending to be shocked.

"Why are your eyes so swollen? Have you been beaten?"

Yu Xintian was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the reflection in the mirror next to him guiltily, only then felt that Zhao Qichen was exaggerating, and when he turned his head, he was slapped on the back of the head.

Zhao Qichen was clutching the back of his head and feeling aggrieved, Wen Zhouxing came up the stairs, looked at the atmosphere of the two of them, curled his lips, stepped forward and began to talk about business.

"I think they are quite active today, don't scare them like that."

Yu Xintian shook his head: "No, they have been active for the past two days, just watch, they will relax again in a few days, they must be cured."

Zhao Qichen nodded in agreement, and then pretended to be mysterious and said: "Anyway, you just do what I say, I'm sure it will be fine."

So, at the end of the corridor on the second floor of the base, the three of them gathered in a circle and began to discuss something in secret. When a few people in the training room were still worrying about the person who had been staring at them from the top of the opposite mountain, they had no idea how many people were going to be there soon. Got tricked.