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The minister acted quickly. After Qiao Jing let go, he immediately asked his subordinates to sort out five businesses that met the requirements, and sent the list over.

But Qiao Jing didn't know much about business matters, so he left it to Jing Xinglan to handle it. Anyway, this was his old profession.

After reading the list, Jing Xinglan went to Xingwang.com to search for relevant information and past transaction records of these merchants, and finally selected a company called "Miracle".

In fact, the strengths of the five companies given by the minister are not bad, and each has its own strengths. The reason why Jing Xinglan chose this company was because of the ability of its boss.

Miracle's boss is surnamed Tang. He developed a company that was on the verge of bankruptcy into a cross-star group at a young age.

And after receiving the news from Jing Xinglan, the other party also contacted him immediately. Without saying anything nonsense, he directly listed all the industries that Miracle is good at and the help he can give to Qiao Jing. It is very clear at a glance. .

After posting these, Boss Tang asked: "Mr. Yan Heqing, we respect your copyright as the original creator very much, you can consult professionals about the proportion of the share, we have always given the best in the entire StarCraft. But I would like to ask, according to your usual practice, your purpose of authorizing these peripherals should not be, or not just to promote and make money, right? This is very important for the direction of our publicity, please be sure to let us know.”

Seeing these words, Jing Xinglan couldn't help admiring Boss Tang's sensitivity.

He took a general look just now. Miracle is indeed very strong in the manufacturing of textiles, clothing and entertainment products. There are more than a dozen companies under the group that cooperate with Xingwang, and they almost monopolize the toy industry of the three major star domains. It is simply the future. Yiwu of the times.

Jing Xinglan thought for a moment, and took a pen to write and draw on the paper for more than half an hour—although it is possible to write directly on the light screen in the interstellar era, he still prefers the feeling of making plans with pen and paper.

Then he sent a message to the Tang boss: "My surname is Jing, not Yan Heqing himself, but you can talk to me about anything you have. He has full authority to authorize me to act as an agent for this cooperation. Regarding your question, my answer is no." Wrong, Yan Heqing's goal is really not to make money. I believe Boss Tang, you must have watched his live broadcast before this, and you also know that promoting the fairy culture contained in "Don't See You" is Yan Heqing's primary goal."

"Boss Tang, I can tell you very clearly that I am also a businessman. Ordinarily, buying a few copyrights and producing peripherals may allow a company to earn a sum of money for three years, but if these copyrights are Jointly create a cultural IP with a unique world view, then this company can lie on it for a lifetime and make money. Although the latter may invest more in the early stage, "Don't See You" has created a very perfect IP for miracles. The prerequisites, what do you think, Boss Tang?"

The other side was silent for a while, as if thinking about Jing Xinglan's words.

Jing Xinglan was not in a hurry, but sat patiently waiting for Boss Tang's reply.

A few minutes later, Boss Tang replied: "Heroes see the same thing. Mr. Jing, I am already looking forward to the next cooperation."

Across the light screen, the corners of the lips of the two black-haired men who were hundreds of light-years away were slightly hooked, and they showed a determined and overbearing smile at the same time.

Qiao Jing passing by: "..."

He wisely decided that he should not get involved in such business matters.

But he doesn't care what the contract is divided into. The selection and design of the peripherals must still be nodded by Qiao Jing himself.

What Jing Xinglan and Boss Tang initially discussed was to test the waters with clothing and accessories first. According to Miracle's past experience, these are the two most secure and least error-prone peripheral products.

"Men's clothing is very simple. Ye Dongfeng and Zhuang Yunye wear the same style as Wen Daozong's. The style is simple and generous. Fans and those anchors who follow suit will be willing to pay for it," Jing Xinglan pushed Wu on the bridge of his nose. framed glasses, and reported to his benefactor very professionally, "The key is women's clothing. Although Miracle's board style is restored, it is too unusual. I think we should come up with a set that girls can wear as regular clothes." What do you think about ancient costumes? After all, the consumption power of women far exceeds that of men and dogs."

Qiao Jing glanced at the layout diagram on the light screen, but he really didn't know anything about it, so he nodded his head indiscriminately: "I believe in your aesthetics, so let's go with this idea."

Jing Xinglan immediately stated that he would do his best to serve Mr. Qiao, so tomorrow's game...

Qiao Jing met his expectant eyes, and said bravely, "Don't worry, I will go."

Jing Xinglan seemed to be afraid that he would go back on his word, and volunteered to help Qiao Jing beat his back and rub his shoulders, but because he was too attentive, the black-haired young man rejected him expressionlessly, and told him to go to bed early tonight , don't be unable to get up for the game tomorrow morning.

The Federation Cup mecha competition is a grand event that the three major star domains pay close attention to. Those who can enter the finals, no matter who they are, are undoubtedly future stars. Basically, the next generation of generals and high-level leaders of the Federation will be born from it.

Although Qiao Jing felt that it was suffocating to use this method of recruiting champions to select leaders, but the atmosphere of this era was Mu Qiang, and people would trust the leader of the iron-blooded tough guy with strong mental power more.

...Maybe someone like Jing Xinglan can still be a federal marshal.

the next day.

Half an hour before Qiao Jing's usual time to wake up, the smell of breakfast wafted in from outside the bedroom door.

Jing Xinglan, who had already put on the uniform of the military school, walked into the room refreshed, opened the curtains with a slam, and the brilliant light of the morning flooded the room instantly.

Qiao Jing closed her eyes and frowned, turned her back to the window, hugged the pillow beside her into her arms, and buried her head deeply in it.

"Mr. Qiao, wake up." Jing Xinglan pushed him, "Don't you want to go to the arena to see my heroic appearance? There will be many young girls and boys screaming for your boyfriend."

A muffled voice came from the pillow:

"No. Let them call."

Jing Xinglan's voice suddenly became aggrieved: "But you promised me yesterday."

Qiao Jing sighed deeply, threw the pillow aside resignedly, lifted the quilt, and sat up with her messy hair on top.

He hadn't fully woken up yet, and it took him a while to regain his composure.

The young man thought about one thing expressionlessly:

Why on earth did he want to fall in love?

If he hadn't been in a relationship, Jing Xinglan wouldn't have entered the room so openly and woke him up early in the morning; if he didn't wake him up, then he could have slept a little longer, and he didn't have to go out to watch those boring games.

He was thinking very seriously, thinking while brushing his teeth, thinking while washing his face, even thinking when he was sitting at the dining table.Until Jing Xinglan brought the freshly baked heart-shaped soft-boiled eggs to Qiao Jing, and his own plate was full of all kinds of failed works in strange shapes, Qiao Jing finally couldn't help but sighed, and ticked off. Cursing the corners of his lips, he picked up the fork.

Forget it, where do so many come from?

Jing Xinglan didn't forget to tell him to come when he went out, because Qiao Jing said before that he didn't want to go out with him anymore.The black-haired young man sat at the dining table, said goodbye to him lightly, and glanced at the current time when the door was closed.

There are still more than 40 minutes before the start of the game.

When Jing Xinglan arrived at the school, all the students participating this time had already gathered in the contestant preparation room.The teacher told everyone about their weaknesses, but when he walked in front of Jing Xinglan, he just patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "Don't be nervous, play well, this time it's up to you!"

The competition before the final was not too dangerous. The contestants would be divided into red and blue teams, sitting in the simulated mecha cabin, manipulating the mechas in different maps to fight and eliminate them. Even if the mechas were damaged, the real body would not suffer any harm.Although there have been accidents in which the players' mental strength was damaged before, it was a small probability event after all.

But after entering the finals, the players have to fight in person, the mortality rate reaches 12.00%, and injuries are inevitable.Therefore, each Federation Cup is very enjoyable to watch. In this short period of ten days, even the popularity of the live broadcast area will decline, and the audience of the three star regions will go crazy for these players.

The champions who won the final victory, without exception, were geniuses among geniuses, and none of them had an average mental power lower than 95.

Qiao Jing didn't want to be crowded with those fanatical fans at the ticket gate, so he ate his meal slowly at home, changed his clothes slowly, and went out slowly.

By the time he arrived at the scene, the game had already begun.

This was not Jing Xinglan's match, but Qiao Jing looked at the name on the screen and realized that the next round was his.

The battle of the mechs is indeed exciting, especially the quick response of the pilot at the critical moment, and the step-by-step approach to turn defeat into victory in critical moments, which made Qiao Jing unconsciously fascinated.

He thought, if people in this era like this kind of more exciting style, novels like adventure and tomb robbery might be more popular with them?

It wasn't until the end of the game that Qiao Jing was awakened from his contemplation by a burst of warm cheers and applause, and applauded along with everyone belatedly.

After the two contestants left the simulation cabin in the field, the host waved enthusiastically and announced:

"...The next one, contestant No. 3, will face contestant No. 7!"

Qiao Jing was immediately refreshed.

He looked at Jing Xinglan who was calmly walking out from the contestant passage, hesitated for a while, but finally mustered up his courage, and shouted in a moderate voice:

"Come on! Be careful not to get hurt!"

But in this huge arena that can accommodate 10,000+ people, Jing Xinglan seemed to hear his voice all of a sudden, and looked up precisely in Qiao Jing's direction.

Looking at the black-haired young man who was surrounded by the crowd on the stage, with a nervous expression but still pretending to be calm, something flashed in Jing Xinglan's eyes, but the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and the expression on his face The smile grows stronger.

'Don't worry, I will win. '

He said to the young man with his mouth.