I have an unlimited prop system

Because Qin Feng and Coach Jin were sitting face to face.

Coach Jin also heard everything Mo Yuqing said on Qin Feng’s phone!

His eyes changed from confusion to shock!

He felt like he now understood why the young man in front of him was unwilling to play professionally!

Drive a Range Rover and get an X6 for free!

Is it okay for such a person to form a professional team for King of Glory?

It’s so fucking great!

Coach Jin came back to his senses, hurriedly stood up, half bowed, stretched out his hands, and gave a formal greeting.

"Master! What's your name?"

"Qin!"

"Master Qin! I...I just didn't recognize you. Please don't take offense at what I said!"

Coach Jin swallowed his throat.

Just now he called Qin Feng "boy" all the time!

"Old Jin! Sit down! Don't be shy! I'm just an ordinary young man with a little money!" Qin Feng said with a smile.

Coach Jin laughed dryly.

The BMW X6 was just given away casually. It was really an ordinary young man with a little money!

There are not many in the country!!!

"Master, you were not kidding me just now, were you? Do you really want to organize a team?" Old Jin's previously despairing mood gradually began to boil.

Just now he was so desperate that he had begun to consider changing careers, but the young master in front of him gave him hope again!

His current state of mind is to find a way out of a desperate situation!

After all, he has been a professional coach for several years, and this is the industry he is most familiar with and loves the most.

I really don’t want to leave!

"The key is whether we can make money?" Qin Feng asked.

"Of course! Of course! Boss, let me tell you! The e-sports circle is definitely a big cake!" Coach Jin even changed the way he addressed Qin Feng.

"Although the industry has passed its bonus period and the market share of each company has been determined, there is still a lot of money to be made. If the team can perform well, they can get a big share of the pie!"

"Although the official tournament prize money is only over 1000 million in a year, this is not the goal of the team club to make money! The goal of each team is to attract advertisers and fans!"

"In today's society, traffic is king. Fans are traffic! Traffic is money! And our industry has the best fan conversion rate..."

……

Coach Jin talked for a long time.

Qin Feng: "Okay! Then let's form one! But I'm a newbie! Lao Jin! You're an insider, you know the process of forming a team, right?"

Coach Jin was surprised by Qin Feng's straightforwardness. He thought Qin Feng would consider it carefully.

After all, this is not about buying groceries, but about forming a professional team!

In a small restaurant, we casually decided to form a team!

Is it okay to be so casual?

"I know the procedures and everything," Coach Jin said after coming back to his senses.

"Okay then! I'll leave this matter to you! By the way, how much was your salary when you were a coach in TGL?" Qin Feng asked.

"The annual salary is three hundred thousand!" Coach Jin said truthfully.

Qin Feng thought about it and said, "Then let's do this. I'll give you an annual salary of 30 yuan in the first year! If the team makes a profit in the second year, it will still be yuan! If the team's performance is not good, I'll reduce it to yuan! Do you think it's okay?"

Coach Jin’s mouth opened wide!

Five hundred thousand in the first year!

This...that rubbish Park Jingwen can't even earn that much in a year!

"Master..."

"If there is no problem, I will transfer the money to you now!" Qin Feng urged.

Qin Feng's one amazing move after another shocked Coach Jin so much that his brain almost blacked out!

What's the point of this? You want to pay the salary?

"Young Master, the club hasn't come up with any preliminary plans yet, and we haven't even signed the contract, so there's no need to worry about the salary!" Coach Jin said with a dry laugh.

"I'm anxious! Besides, I believe in your character! You are in this line of work, and I believe you won't just run away with the money." Qin Feng said.

"Come on! Tell me your bank card number!"

……

Ten minutes later.

"Old Jin! You should take a rest today and start working on it tomorrow! If there is any situation, call me or come to Villa 001 to find me directly!"

Restaurant entrance.

Coach Jin felt like he was dreaming as he watched Qin Feng wave his hand and leave.

"Snapped!"

He slapped himself hard on the face!

pain!

"It seems like this is not a dream! Five hundred thousand a year..." Old Jin held the bank card in his wallet, his eyes glowing with passion!

Only today did he understand what it meant that "Misfortunes often bring blessings, and blessings often bring misfortunes"!

Came to Jiangcheng, lost my job, but found a bigger boss!

Lao Jin made up his mind that he must hold on to this thigh tightly and never let go!

the other side.

Qin Feng hugged Su Qianqian's slender waist, his attention focused on the system panel in his mind.

Consumption: 2600000

The amount spent on the rebate card has reached 2.6 million!

I gave out 500,000 yuan in red envelopes while playing games yesterday!

I won 60 yuan from the Ring Tossing Game, and I spent it all.

I just gave Coach Jin a salary of 500,000 yuan, and there is also 500,000 yuan in start-up capital!

Exactly 2.6 million!

If you can win the five-fold critical hit of the rebate card, that would be 1300 million!

Qin Feng's mood also became cheerful!

It’s so easy to make money!

Picking up money is not so exciting!

"Mu!"

Excited Qin Feng turned around and gave Su Qianqian a big kiss on her pretty face, shocking the beauty in his arms!

……

In the villa.

Qin Feng had just returned to his room and was about to lie down for a while when there was a knock on the door and a beautiful figure walked in.

Su Qianqian had her hands behind her back. Although she had a cute smile on her face, Qin Feng could still see a hint of stiffness in her.

Qin Feng frowned.

It seemed like Su Qianqian was worried since last night.

Without waiting for him to ask.

Su Qianqian stretched out her little hand hidden behind her back.

A bank card is wrapped around the green, jade-like fingers.

Her own bank card!

Qin Feng frowned even deeper, looked directly into Su Qianqian's eyes, and asked, "What do you mean?"

When Su Qianqian heard the displeasure in Qin Feng's tone, her expression froze for a moment, then she immediately smiled slyly.

"Brother Feng, I have a bad memory. You...you gave me too much money, I can't spend it all. I want to give this money to you for safekeeping..."

Qin Feng looked at the bank card, then looked at Su Qianqian, and said nothing.

Su Qianqian's face flushed with nervousness: "Really! Brother Feng, I usually like to throw things around, it would be bad if I lost them. Please keep them for me!"

"Have you bought the piano?" Qin Feng suddenly asked.

Su Qianqian was stunned for a moment, her eyes evasive as she said, "I...I don't need a piano for the time being."

"From the look of it, you don't want to spend my money anymore? Is it that my face is not handsome anymore, or have you changed your mind?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

"No, no! It's not like that, Brother Feng!" Su Qianqian shouted anxiously.

After a moment, she calmed down, her eyes red and full of moisture: "I... I just don't want you to think that I'm with you because of your money..."