Wencheng E-sports Stadium

The lights are brilliant and bright, and the trailer of the opening ceremony of the World Cup is played on the huge LED display.

Zhuo Kai was wearing black pants, smoking a cigarette, sitting in the VIP box under the stage, knocking on melon seeds, and chatting with Wen Yu at the same time

"Fuck, tm is absolutely poisonous, right?" Zhuo Kai complained, "Let me tell you, that grandson, tm is obviously against us!"

The friend wearing a blue and white striped T-shirt next to him smiled and said, "You troll, you're trolling that person again, aren't you afraid he'll trouble you?"

"Fuck! I'm just going to spit!"

Zhuo Kai stood up angrily, and kicked the chair in front of him flying, causing people around to look at him frequently.

"Grass, who provoked this psychopath?"

"Shhh, he has a bad temper and can't be provoked, let's go!"

Seeing this, everyone immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Zhuo Kai snorted coldly, sat down again, and continued to stare at the World Cup on the LED monitor, cursing: "Damn it, I've endured it for so long, and finally I can't hold it anymore!"

Wen Yu glanced at Zhuo Kai, and said calmly: "If you can't bear it, go beat someone up. Anyway, it's not the first time you've done this kind of thing."

Zhuo Kai chuckled, "Don't say it, if you really can't hold back one day, I promise to beat him to death!"

Wen Yu glanced at him lightly, "He is the true master of the Erba Jing. It was I who enjoyed the young master's life for him for 18 years, and I also caused him to live abroad for 18 years. I owe him an apology! You didn'tYou must have trouble with him."

"Little Yu'er, are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be stupid! I just can't get used to that grandson's arrogance that he is the number one in the world all day long, and no one cares about him!"

"Okay, I know you mean well, and I will handle my own affairs."

Zhuo Kai glared at him with hatred: "I don't care about your shit? I haven't asked you yet, why did you come to S City suddenly, didn't you go to the countryside?"

Wen Yu pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "I can't stay in the countryside for the rest of my life. Now that I'm back, I have to do something."

Zhuo Kai frowned, "What do you want to do?"

"Let's set up a studio first"

"Studio..." Zhuo Kai thought for a moment, "Do you want to start your own business?"

"Yes, the entertainment industry in mainland China is still in its infancy, and I want to break into it."

Zhuo Kai laughed when he heard the words, "This is a good thing, if you have something to say, brother is always on call!"

Wen Yu patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, I'm not welcome if it's useful to you."

At 3 o'clock in the morning that day, the World Cup finals announced the score, and the final winner was the French team. After winning the game 3:0, the e-sports hall once again ushered in its peak period.

Zhuo Kai sat in the VIP area, drank a bottle of cold beer, and said excitedly: "Fuck! This tm cliff is epic, I bet, tomorrow the whole network will broadcast this game like crazy!"

The noise reached five o'clock the next morning, and Wen Yu couldn't bear it any longer. He rubbed his swollen forehead and said goodbye to Zhuo Kai, "I have to go back to catch up on sleep. I'm calling you if I have news."

Zhuo Kai nodded, "Okay, then go back quickly."

Wen Yu hummed and left the e-sports hall.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he inserted the key into the keyhole, and the door opened from the inside. Jiang Mo was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, with bloodshot eyes, and hugged Wen Yu, "A Yu..."

Wen Yu was taken aback, pushed him a few times before barely pushing him away, and asked in confusion, "Jiang Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mo raised his eyes and looked at him with deep and complicated eyes, "Ayu, you haven't come back all night, I am very worried about you."

Wen Yu coughed lightly, "Sorry... I have something to do at the moment"

Jiang Mo lowered his eyes, pressed him against the wall, and said in a hoarse voice full of depression, "Where did you go last night?"

Wen Yu pursed her lips, "I met a friend who dragged me to watch the World Cup..."

"Friend? Male or female?"

"Uh...a man."

Wen Yu's answer made Jiang Mo sour. His Ah Yu was too attractive, and it was not safe for men and women, but he was relieved, "It's good that you are fine... Ah Yu"

"Let go of me first." Wen Yu pushed twice, "So many neighbors are watching..."

It was only then that Jiang Mo noticed that there were a few grandmas and grandpas watching the excitement around his door, so he quickly let go of him and stepped aside.

"Wait for me to take a shower and change clothes." Wen Yu hurried to the room, took out a set of clothes and walked to the bathroom. Jiang Mo watched him enter the bathroom.

After a while, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Jiang Mo stood where he was, his face gradually turned gloomy.

He has never hated himself so much as now, he actually wanted to lock him up just now, preventing anyone from touching him...

When Wen Yu was taking a shower, he decided to wait for the lottery money to arrive. The first thing to do was to buy a mobile phone for himself and Jiang Mo. It was really inconvenient without a mobile phone