Trash games kill me [holographic]

At that time, An Zhengchu and An Zhengchu, who had just arrived in Fenghe City, were following the instructions of the NPC guards to the arena of the abacus competition.

"This mission comes as soon as it is said." An Zhengchu was puzzled, "How does Lord Jijiu know that I will go to him at this time?"

Qin Han didn't take it seriously: "The NPC's mission changes randomly. If we didn't go to him at this time, we probably would have received another mission."

"Oh~" An Zhengchu understood, "So, I just happened to catch up with this event."

"En." Before Qin Han finished speaking, his figure paused and stopped in place.

An Zhengchu saw that he was frowning, and hurriedly stopped: "What's wrong?"

Qin Han said frankly: "There is video."

An Zhengchu nodded, looked around, and said, "Then you go, I'll go to the arena by myself."

Qin Han shook his head: "Don't worry, you can contact me later. What if you start the game when you arrive at the stadium?"

An Zhengchu laughed: "Even if it starts, don't worry. This is an abacus competition, I don't want to fight monsters. I can do it myself."

Qin Han thought for a while: "...I also want to help you take a video."

An Zhengchu hastily waved his hand: "No, no, I will also shoot now. I will open several camera angles later, and I will hand over to you for editing after shooting, is that okay?"

Qin Han frowned, not very relieved.

An Zhengchu was speechless, and pushed Qin Han's arm: "Go, maybe someone else is in a hurry? If you can't find me when you come back later, just talk to me privately."

Qin Han stared at him: "Can you really do it?"

An Zhengchu wrinkled his nose: "I'm not a child, what's wrong? Besides, you don't know what's going on in the arena. If no one else can get in except the contestants, why don't you wait outside? Why don't you go on like this?" Take the video."

Qin Han had no choice but to compromise: "Okay." He looked at An Zhengchu, "If you weren't too ignorant about the game, how could I be worried?"

"...Is it my fault?" An Zhengchu couldn't help but glared at him, "I don't understand, and besides, I'm no longer Xiaobai."

Qin Han laughed, and couldn't help rubbing his head: "You, how long has it been since you dare to say that you are not a novice?"

"...you go away!" An Zhengchu chased him away.

"Okay." Qin Han still did not forget to explain, "If you encounter a situation you don't understand, you can find pandas and them on the team frequency."

"Got it." An Zhengchu was both angry and funny.He repeatedly waved his hands to signal him to leave quickly.

Qin Han had no choice but to stop talking, and went offline with a bit of worry.

When An Zhengchu saw that he finally went down to answer the video call, he was slightly relieved.

Qin Han really... took care of him too much, right?Considering the age difference between them...

Qin Han, is this, fatherly love overflowing?Fatherly love—poof—

An Zhengchu was amused by his own thoughts.

They have confessed to each other, how can there be such a father and son...

Father and son……

The smile on An Zhengchu's face suddenly froze.

Qin Han is 46 years old.Moreover, the average life expectancy of people here is close to 200 years.

Two hundred years old...

Slowly, slowly, his heart sank.

***

"...If there are special needs, we will send staff to take follow-up shots and then process them into a film. Of course, since Mr. An's game appearance is the same as the real appearance, we will try to avoid the frontal face. If it is impossible to avoid it, we will It will also be blurred accordingly."

Qin Han devoted himself to exchanging the detailed rules of the contract with his legal adviser through text messages, while listening to Bi Wenxing explaining the specific content of the contract, after he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Remuneration?"

Bi Wenxing immediately grimaced: "Your Excellency, this is already the price of a second-tier movie star. With Mr. An's current influence, this is already the highest ratio I can win." Compared with the original contract, it is not a little bit higher .If it wasn't for the fact that the interstellar government just sent a document to give support, he wouldn't be able to win this price at all.

Qin Han stared at him for a while, until he shrank back.

It seems that there is really no more.Qin Han smirked slightly, before turning his tongue: "I just want to know when the first payment will be made."

Bi Wenxing breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly replied: "As long as the contract is signed and sent to the system master of our group, the money will be remitted within two hours."

Qin Han nodded, glanced at the reply given by the legal adviser, and said to him: "There is no problem with the contract, I will contact you later."

"Eh?" Bi Wenxing hurriedly asked, "Since there is no problem, can't we contact Mr. An now?"

Qin Han looked at the time: "Probably not, the professional task he is doing now is a competition, I don't know if it is in progress." He seemed to think of something, "Oh, it's an abacus competition, so it meets the conditions for your promotion? After his competition is over, I will take him to contact you, and you can get a few more video drafts by then."

Bi Wenxing was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, then I will trouble you!" He didn't mention anything about the Interstellar Society's Cultural Bureau asking him to try his best to get Qin Han in to do publicity together.

After bidding farewell to Qin Han respectfully and hanging up the video call, Bi Wenxing wiped off his sweat and let out a long sigh of relief.

His assistant handed over a cup of hot tea at the right time.

The assistant who watched the whole conversation was puzzled: "Mr. Bi, why didn't you mention the cooperation to Admiral Qin? Didn't the Bureau of Social Affairs and Cultural Affairs issue an order?"

Bi Wenxing gave him a blank look: "Are you stupid? Is the Social Welfare Bureau bigger or General Qin bigger?"

"Uh, General Qin." The assistant was very honest. "But we can't withstand the pressure from the Social Welfare Bureau."

Bi Wenxing sneered: "Could it be that we can handle General Qin?"

"It's okay to ask, right? It's good to have an explanation to the Social Welfare Bureau..."

"Why do you ask when you know the result? From the two times I have been in contact with, I can see the temperament of Admiral Qin. There is no need to ask this question at all, and there will be no good results if asked."

"Then don't care about it?"

Bi Wenxing shook his finger at him: ""I, Bi Wenxing, either don't do it or do it, and I will do my best. "

The assistant doesn't understand.

"Don't worry." Bi Wenxing narrowed his eyes, "Let's get in touch with Yue Jihui first to see what kind of character he is."

***

[Team Frequency] A team member won No.3 in the Fenghe City Abacus Competition with a glass of wine, successfully completed professional tasks, gained experience XXX, and won the prize Xiaoye rosewood abacus.

"Wow~ Ah Jiu is mighty!"

"Congratulations!"

"Hehe, thanks!"

"Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu, do you want to return to the mission now? Wait for me, I want to watch the excitement!"

"You got it, you haven't finished your own mission yet!"

"An'an." Hearing the system prompt, Qin Han, who had been online for a while, said, "I'm at the gate of the arena."

"Hey, you're back? Why don't you talk?" An Zhengchu was pleasantly surprised, "I've passed the test, so hanging, these NPCs are so powerful."

"Of course." The fat man interjected, "These NPCs are controlled by the brain. I don't know anything else. Could it be that they still lose to humans?"

"Huh? Then how can I..." Can I get No.3?

Qin Han chuckled: "The system will adjust the abilities of other participating NPCs according to your reaction and calculation speed."

All right.This is the age of high tech...

An Zhengchu, who was chatting and walking, soon arrived at the gate of the arena.As soon as he stepped out of the gate, Qin Han shook his hand.

"There is no hurry to return to the capital, let's go offline first." He used the private chat channel.

An Zhengchu was at a loss: "What's wrong?"

Qin Han chuckled: "I'll give you money."

"what?"

An Zhengchu with a dazed face logged off the line, connected to the video with Qin Han, and after listening to his introduction, he finally understood and heaved a sigh of relief.

"That is to say, I'm going to sign a contract with the game operator of "Civilization" later, and get promotion fees?" He thought that Qin Han really wanted to give him money, and was about to roll up his sleeves and fight him for [-] rounds... …

Qin Han looked at him with a half-smile: "Otherwise?"

An Zhengchu coughed guiltily: "Are you sure you don't need me to appear on camera? You don't need me to take some weird photos? Just for the video in the game?"

"Not only videos, but occasionally some scene photos are also needed." Qin Han added, "If they need it, they have to send people into the game to follow up."

Even if this item was added, An Zhengchu still couldn't believe it: "Then I can get..." He counted with his fingers, "So much zero money?"

With a smile in his eyes, Qin Han confirmed, "Yes."

An Zhengchu bit his finger and thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "Are you sure they didn't make a mistake? I, I'm still a little confused about the situation..."

How did his Dou Lang blog post generate such a large amount of traffic? Why did people from "Interstellar Fantasy" suddenly ask him to do publicity?Moreover, for this price, he didn't need to think too much, and he knew it was not a small amount.

He originally thought that he just happened to meet a good time and subject matter when he posted a blog post, so that he could become popular, but now, he is not sure.

He checked, and the registered population of the entire Interstellar Alliance is tens of billions. His mere millions of fans should not cause any splashes on Interstellar. How could it attract olive branches in the game? ?

He is very unfamiliar with the customs and habits of this era, but in terms of business and business, "Interstellar Fantasy", as such a big game company, theoretically speaking, it should not seek an advertisement from a small internet celebrity like him.

There must be something wrong.

Qin Han didn't give him time to think about it: "Okay, there is nothing you are most worried about. I have also looked at this contract with a lawyer. There is no problem. Sign it quickly, and you will get the money." I worry about making money every day, and I have to settle accounts with him.

"Hey, wait—"

[Beep - access to strange video signal. 】

"Good afternoon, Qin——Mr. Qin, Mr. An." Bi Wenxing, with a belly full, appeared on the video screen of the two of them.

"Eh—" An Zhengchu paused, and hurriedly greeted, "Mr. Bi, good afternoon."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. An." Bi Wenxing smiled like Maitreya Buddha, "I have long admired your name."

An Zhengchu looked at Qin Han subconsciously, and smiled a little nervously: "I'm glad to meet you too." After a pause, "Your company's games are really good, and it's a great honor to cooperate with your company. "

Bi Wenxing smiled and bowed: "Thank you for your liking."

Qin Han clicked his tongue softly and interrupted their polite manners: "Okay, now that the greetings are over, let's get down to business."

Bi Wenxing smiled with a good temper: "Okay." Then he said seriously, "Mr. An, I believe that Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin has explained the regulations of the relevant contract to you. I will send you another copy. Please accept it and read it." Finger moved.

A small frame popped up on the light screen in front of An Zhengchu, and it could be enlarged by placing a finger on it and pulling it.

Qin Han, who is also on the video network, seems to be able to see this contract file, and is looking at it with a frown.

An Zhengchu glanced at Qin Han and then at Bi Wenxing.

Bi Wenxing made a gesture of invitation.

An Zhengchu hurriedly smiled, looked down at the contract.

This contract is written in Interstellar language, which seems complicated but not complicated, and simple but not simple. He is still learning Interstellar language, so it is naturally very difficult to read this text file.The general idea is that he can understand, but he can't see anything wrong with the contract at all.

He pursed his lips——

Qin Han seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked up at him: "An'an, I asked them to make two versions of the text, and the latter is the Chinese version, just go and read the latter."

An Zhengchu heaved a sigh of relief, looked at him gratefully, and then looked down at the contract.I slid all the way down and swipe several times before I finally saw the familiar text.He began to look intently.

...Well, even though it is written in Chinese, he still doesn't understand it.Except for the labor contract, he hadn't had much contact with these so-called contract terms at all.In addition, after a thousand years, some words and expressions are not the same as those of his time. After reading the whole text, he still struggled to read it, and had to ponder every sentence.

half an hour-

"Well, no problem." Qin Han looked up, "An'an?"

"Ah? Oh." An Zhengchu turned to look at him, "Is it okay? Then I'll sign it." Seeing Qin Han nodding, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch the pen, and then froze.

He looked at the two people on the left and right in the video, hesitated for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "Well, how do you sign?"

Qin Han supported his forehead.

Bi Wenxing was a little surprised: "Mr. An hasn't signed it—ahem," he cleared his throat, "Just click Confirm and Sign at the bottom right of the contract, and the system will automatically scan your facial features, irises, and fingerprints."

An Zhengchu thanked him, bowed his head again and poked open the contract document, and found the confirm and sign button on the pop-up page.

A soft red light instantly appeared on the light screen.Light and shadow flashed across his face and disappeared in an instant.

【Ding!The contract takes effect and is sent to the Interstellar Notary Center for registration and archiving. 】

Bi Wenxing breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. An, it's a pleasant cooperation."

An Zhengchu nodded and smiled: "Mr. Bi, it's a pleasant cooperation."

After finishing it for a month, Bi Wenxing relaxed a lot: "Mr. An, you can save my video signal, and I will trouble you to send me a copy of all the video files in your hand later. I will hand it over to professionals later. Choose the clip, and make an advertisement as soon as possible to see the effect."

"Ok, no problem."

Surprisingly easy to talk.Bi Wenxing felt more relaxed.He looked at Qin Han who only helped to read the contract and didn't talk too much the rest of the time, and suggested to An Zhengchu with a smile: "Mr. An, we may have more cooperation in the future, and even if we don't, we still need to communicate frequently. , I suggest you find a professional assistant, this will not only save your time, but also protect your rights."

An Zhengchu blinked, looked at Qin Han who raised his eyebrows, and nodded to Bi Wenxing: "Okay. I will think about it."

He always felt that all this was not real.A few days ago, he was still worried about whether he would end up living on the street once the three-month deadline came to an end, but in just a few days, he got rid of poverty and became rich, becoming the person who needs an assistant...

After a few polite words with Bi Wenxing, they interrupted the video call.

How could Qin Han not know what he was thinking? He looked at An Zhengchu who had a complex expression on the other side of the light screen, and pretended to be unfair: "Does that Bi Wenxing think I'm too busy? He even asked you to hire an assistant!"

Anzheng returned to his senses at the beginning, laughing and laughing: "He's right, it's fine once and for all, I can't always ask you for help in the future." The most important thing is that he doesn't understand the laws and business rules of this world. Get a professional to give him an opinion.only……

He frowned, "Tell me, if I go to StarCraft Recruitment Online, is it reliable?"

Qin Han was speechless: "Why do you want to search online for recruitment? Leave this to me, and I'll help you find a reliable one."

"Okay." An Zhengchu heaved a sigh of relief.It would be better to have his help.Qin Han's search must be more reliable than the one he found himself.

Qin Han teased him: "Aren't you afraid that I will find someone to cooperate with me and cheat you of all your property?"

An Zhengchu looked straight at him frankly, with a smile on his lips unconsciously: "I believe you."

Qin Han paused, and his voice was a little low: "Go to the game." Even the speed of speech was much faster.

"Huh?" An Zhengchu was confused.why suddenly...

Before he could ask a question, the video call was hung up with a "snap".

An Zhengchu: ...

Climbing up from the vastness to the game, An Zhengchu was dragged into a side alley quickly before he could stand still—it was Qin Han.

"You little brat..." Qin Han murmured and lowered his head.

An Zhengchu: ...

It turned out to be a game—ahem.

An Zhengchu was both speechless and amused, obediently reached out and hugged the tall Qin Han in front of him.

The two of them were very sticky hiding in the alley.

During this period, An Zhengchu's system notification rang once, and he took the time to glance, it was an email.

Qin Han naturally wouldn't miss his distraction: "What's wrong?"

"There's mail."

Qin Han thought for a while: "It should be that the first payment of the contract has arrived."

An Zhengchu blinked: "So fast."

Qin Han rubbed his head: "Of course." He took his hand, "Let's go back to the capital to hand in the task."

"Okay." An Zhengchu followed suit.

【Ding!Player has a glass of wine, you have a video call from the Interstellar Security Bureau, are you offline to answer it? 】