In the e-sports circle, several teams are called "giants". The so-called "rich and powerful family" not only refers to the strong players of the team, but also refers to the wealthy capital that the club relies on.

Most of the teams are backed by big companies from all walks of life - real estate, aviation, sporting goods and even food.

For example, PUD, backed by a well-known domestic e-commerce company, has strong financial resources, and Korean players can buy it at will.

There are also some teams that are backed by rich people, and even retired players build teams as bosses. Of course, more of the rich second generation will end up playing tickets, but with the rapid development of e-sports in recent years, they have gradually changed from playing tickets to investing.

TTC falls into this category.

But TTC is special in this one.

The wealthy bosses of other teams are more famous than the other. They are either the first generation or the second rich, and everyone knows them by name.

But the outside world knows nothing about the boss of TTC, and even the rumored name is vague and uncertain.

After all, Linjiang builds the main stadium, and it can be said that only TTC has officially used its special case as an LPL stadium. There are also rumors that TTC's two luxury housing sites are just a property allocated by the big boss.

Before Jian Rong joined the team, she had checked this matter and found nothing. After joining the team, never saw the boss, so left this character behind.

He remembered that the anonymous proprietor of popular science guessed at the end of the article that the TTC boss must be a low-key and powerful big capitalist who negotiates more than one billion business every day. He has a keen sense of business opportunities and sees the future of e-sports After that, it is definitely not ordinary, so I will choose to end the game early.

Jian Rong looked at the boss's back and couldn't help thinking—

The big boss would choose to invest in the most difficult years of the e-sports industry, perhaps because he contacted a fortune-telling master after washing his hands with a golden plate, and the master suggested that he do more good deeds.

So the black boss poked his fingers, and poverty alleviation e-sports came.

In the movie, people with this appearance are more temperamental than heaven.

So when the big boss entered the house, Jian Rong stood at the entrance and asked in a wooden voice, "Will I be fired?"

"No." Lu Baiyuan laughed, closed the door, and said, "The boss is very nice."

Jian Rong only believed it for less than ten seconds.

"I heard that someone sent dead mice to the base?" The boss found a vacant seat on the dining table and sat down, and slapped the table with his legs crossed: "Which grandson is that? What's his name? Where is he now? Dare to go to Laozi The club sends these unlucky things, I must kill that grandson."

Jane Rong: "."

The other team members were not used to his appearance, only Jian Rong and Pine, who had just joined the team for two years, were a little unnatural.

Xiaobai explained: "That person is a gambler. He opened our bank and lost and went bankrupt. He would take revenge when he couldn't think of it..."

"You son of a bitch, how long should you live?" The boss sneered: "He still stabbed someone?"

"I didn't stab!" Xiaobai said with a smile: "I was kicked and flew by my brother."

"Just a kick?" The boss frowned and looked at Lu Baiyuan, dissatisfied: "Your temper has gotten better and better in recent years?"

Lu Baiyuan took the chili from his aunt and put it in front of Jian Rong: "Just this kick, I almost got suspended."

The boss gave a dissatisfied "tsk": "These bullshit rules are really increasing."

"That's right." Xiaobai asked dog-leggedly, "Boss, do you have lunch?"

Jian Rong's heart skipped a beat... Boss?

Grass. Really retired black boss? ?

The background of the TTC... is it so complicated?

No wonder the outside world does not know who the boss of TTC is. Of course, this background can be hidden.

The boss also said that he had just returned to Shanghai... Could it be that he fled abroad because of a major event.

Jian Rong glanced at the boss. The boss has finished smoking a cigarette, and now he has another unlit cigarette in his ear. He is playing with the Buddha string in his right hand, and his sunglasses are pushed onto his bald head.

This stance looks like it has three lives on its back.

"Eat, my daughter just made me a bowl of noodles, and it's unpalatable to death." The boss's eyes drifted to Jian Rong's place: "What's his name... Soso?"

Jian Rong said very politely: "Search for Ford. You can just call me Jian Rong."

"I forgot, it's the first time that Jian Rong and the boss have met, right?" Yuan Qian looked at Jian Rong and introduced thoughtfully: "Our boss's surname is Fu, you can call Brother Fu, or join us in calling the boss."

Jian Rong nodded: "Boss."

Brother Fu waved his hand: "It's all shouting like that, it's like forming a gang."

Said so, but with a smile on his face, obviously he was very happy to be called. He turned the Buddha string and looked at Lu Baiyuan: "Don't say it, this new kid looks a lot like you."

Jian Rong: "?"

This is the first time Jian Rong has heard such a statement.

"No." Xiaobai looked at them carefully: "Eyes, nose and mouth, nothing is the same."

"You young people only know how to look." Brother Fu leaned on the chair: "His stinky face and eyes just now are exactly the same as when you were young, but he is not as fierce as you..."

"Is there any?" Lu Baiyuan asked lightly, "Do you want to play games after eating?"

Brother Fu was easily taken off topic: "I thought so, but Lao Ding didn't agree. He said you were going to train today, tsk, I'm the boss... By the way, how is your hand?"

Seeing that Jian Rong's eyes were drifting towards him, Lu Baiyuan sighed: "Very good. Even if the competition is changed to tug-of-war, I can still play for a few seasons."

Brother Fu took the cigarette from his ears and put it in his mouth, picked up the cigarette case and threw it to Lu Baiyuan: "Try it, this cigarette tastes okay, if you like me, let me send some to the base..."

"He quit smoking." Brother Ding happened to go downstairs and rushed up to put away his cigarettes: "You should also smoke less. Last year, there was a child in the league who had lung cancer and was only in his early twenties!"

"That's because he is not in good health. Look at them, they are strong..." Brother Fu glanced at the audience and paused: "Except for the little blue hair, the others have no problem with smoking for 60 years. ."

Jian Rong: "?"

"I just wanted to say it." Brother Fu frowned, "Why is Xiao Lanmao so thin, short and small, like a girl, when I take it out to play, people think that Laozi is abusing the players."

This is no different from holding a concert of 10,000 people in the Jane Rong minefield.

The others took a deep breath, fearing that Jian Rong would have trouble with the boss.

"I'm keeping it." Lu Baiyuan's voice was light: "I'm already much fatter than when I came here."

Brother Fu was unaware of the surrounding atmosphere, and said: "Hey, feed hard, it's healthy to feed a white and fat person like Xiaobai, and I don't have enough food to pay for it. Xiao Lanmao, remember to eat well every day, you know? "

Little Lanmao held the chopsticks tightly, and after a long time, he squeezed out a sentence from the gap between his teeth: "...I know eldest brother."

Brother Fu nodded with satisfaction: "By the way, I haven't given you a salary increase for more than half a year, right? I will inform you later, and your monthly salary will be increased by 20%."

After smoking this cigarette, Brother Fu really called Brother Ding to the conference room to discuss the salary increase.

After the boss left, Xiaobai patted his chest: "Damn it, I was really afraid that you would put the bowl on the boss."

Jian Rong lowered her head to eat: "Do you think I look like a fool?"

Xiaobai was silent for a while, then said insincerely, "Of course...not like it."

Jian Rong was too lazy to explain to him.

"Brother Fu is from Cantonese." Lu Baiyuan suddenly whispered, "It's too early to know, but six years ago, when I first met him, he had more than a dozen rental buildings in Guangdong."

Jian Rong made a move, and suddenly felt that today's rice was a little sour.

"Not long after he bought the team, he caught up with the demolition... and then devoted himself to real estate." Lu Baiyuan briefly summed up: "It's a serious business, not sex. Don't worry, you haven't entered the den of thieves."

Her mind was told again, which made Jian Rong unconsciously think about what happened last night.

Thinking of what videos she was doing last night, she felt guilty for no apparent reason, and Jian Rong cleared her throat, bowed her head and said, "I didn't think so."