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Chapter 136 Global Server and High Bonus

"Mr. Chen, I'm Zhou Buan!"

"Recently, I saw news about your Tiger men's clothing on the Internet. You are the industry leader and the industry benchmark, hahahaha!"

"Mr. Chen, do you want Tiger men's clothing to break out of Asia and go global?"

"I'll tell you about things I'm not sure about! Now it's only 200 million US dollars, I'll take care of you..."

"Hey Mr. Chen! Hello! Hello?"

"Is 200 million a lot!"

The fat brother muttered, and then looked up the list in the address book.

Fat brother has a golden finger bonus, and he is in the entertainment industry with the fastest money. He doesn't know how difficult it is to start a business.

After asking Wang Zhi, Ou Zhengqing, Liu Jianmin, Xu Lirong, and Lao Dai all over, Xu Lirong, who was sitting in the office of Tiepi Mobile, was taken aback when he received the call, and then looked at the two stupid pony boys paralyzed on the sofa. He replied: "Are you sure you want me to pay 200 million dollars?"

I stayed in the car until the sun went down, Fat Brother gave up, why are everyone I know so poor!
In the end, the fat guy gritted his teeth and didn't even sponsor him, did he?Don't even sponsor Brother to come by himself!

"Hey, Qizhi, may I ask how much money is left on the account of Financial Spark?"

"There is more than one billion? Okay! We won't be looking for a title sponsor this year, we will do it ourselves! In addition, there are some changes to be made in the game, I will come up and tell you now!"

Nearly 1400 million yuan, Fat Brother's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are trembling with pain, but Haikou, which he boasted about, will plug this hole even if he cries!
Back in Xinghuo, the office is still brightly lit, there are leftover takeaways and empty beverage bottles on each card slot, three or five people are discussing work issues together, and the rest are busy working in front of the computer.

Fat Brother said with a painful face that he decided to pay for it out of his own pocket, which moved Zhao Qizhi and others to the core.

"Boss, don't worry! We will definitely not let you down!"

"That's right! Boss, we won't spend your money for nothing!"

Counter-Strike is like their own children to them, and they really can't bear the fact that their baby will not grow taller due to "malnutrition".

"Cough! Next, let's talk about the game changes..."

Fat Brother said a little embarrassedly.

A few days later, Counter-Strike was finally updated. The background of the game was changed to a scene full of gunpowder, accompanied by a super-burning background music, and a long announcement was made.

"To all my dear players, the global server is officially opened, and the time has come to defend your honor on the battlefield!
The much-anticipated Counter-Strike Huaxia Cup Kings Tournament will officially start in three months!
The prize money for the champion team of the Kings Tournament is 150 million US dollars!
The No.2 team has a bonus of 40 US dollars!
The No.3 team has a bonus of 10 US dollars!
In order to allow everyone to better adapt to the upcoming Kings Tournament, the Elite Tournament will start a month later. The details are as follows...

Finally, I wish you all the best! "

It stands to reason that the game of kings should be held at the end of the year is the most suitable, but Fat Brother still has a little selfishness. Huaxia only held the game of kings not long ago. Compared with overseas players, the cooperation between the teams alone has an advantage. The fat brother naively felt that if the money he paid fell into his own pocket, he might feel a little better.

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Liang Bin is a young white-collar worker who loves games. Although he has a computer at home, his favorite thing is to go to the Internet cafe downstairs to play cs. According to him, there will be atmosphere.

While turning on the machine, he complained to his teammates in the next team: "Counter-Strike said that it has been a few months since the global server has been unified, and there has been no movement."

"Hey, what's the hurry!"

The teammate next to him replied casually, and then he heard someone in the opposite row shout: "The cs global server has been activated!"

"where?"

"Go in and have a look!"

"Er Gouzi call someone to come to the Internet cafe, the global server is open!"

"It's time for brothers to abuse food!"

But some people find that they can’t enter the global server. Look at the rules: In order to ensure the game experience of global server players, those whose personal winning rate or team winning rate is lower than 30.00% are not eligible to participate!
The Internet cafe suddenly wailed, no one had noticed the winning rate before, so a large number of orphans who would hang up at every turn and give away their heads if they disagreed with each other were born.

Liang Bin looked at his winning percentage - 41%!

"I can go in!"

"I can go in too!"

In the entire Internet cafe, only he and the other two members of the team passed the pass.

"Go in and have a look!"

The rest of the CS players in the Internet cafe surrounded Liang Bin and the others behind their computers, urging them to enter the global server to open everyone's horizons.

Liang Bin entered the global server to open a room, and two other team members searched for the room number and came in. Liang Bin clicked "Quick Start", and within a few seconds, the other two players were matched, and they were matched to the opposite team smoothly.

It's just that there is a red sun flag next to the names of everyone in the opposite team.

"Fuck! Is this a RB player?"

"Don't you know Plaster Flag!"

"Brothers, come and see, you have matched with Little Japan!"

"Where is it? Brother, move over and let me see it too!"

Players who didn't even play CS in Internet cafes heard that they were matched with RB players, so they joined in without knowing anything.

"What kind of game is this, and there are Japanese players?"

"You don't know Counter-Strike? Then what game do you play in the Internet cafe?"

"I'm here to find my son!"

The global server continues to use the rules of the previous Kings Tournament, and of course, appropriate adjustments have been made. For example, the Kings Tournament has regulations on the number of throwing weapons, such as players cannot choose their own maps, etc., all of which are released here.

"There's someone in front of you, don't worry!"

"Damn it, there are people in the doorway on the left, don't change mine!"

"What are you talking about, you are straight!"

"Steady! Gou Yibo!"

All the onlookers in the back turned into CS instructors, directing the three of them non-stop, and some even poked their hands on the screen.

A teammate of Liang Bin couldn't resist the interference, and soon went on TV, followed by an afterthought.

"Tell you not to go there!"

"Look, I said throw a thunder in!"

"Noisy! Who the hell is arguing again? Don't blame me for being rude!"

A loud roar came from the crowd, a young man with a big chain and a shaved head yelled angrily at the crowd behind him, and there were a few young men beside him who looked like younger brothers and immediately turned to the chattering crowd glared at each other.

"Brother Xiaofei, why are you here?"

The network administrator quickly greeted him.

"Come and see how your business is going."

The bald young man stared at the screen intently.

"Yes, yes, I have prepared all the 'property fees' for this month, Brother Xiao Fei, I will give it to you now?"

The network administrator nodded and bowed.

"Wait! Didn't you see that I was watching the game!"

Brother Xiaofei waved his hand impatiently, signaling the network administrator to get out of here.

With just a few words, Liang Bin and his team have reached the second round of the match. In the first round, their opponents had their heads shaved!
Liang Bin felt that he had never been under such great pressure, as if if he lost the game, he would be a sinner through the ages. Before he knew it, his head was covered with sweat. The sniper was taken aback.

Soon, Liang Bin collapsed again in the second round.

The passerby team, eager to win but at a loss, knelt all the way to the fifth round. The Japanese players seemed not in a hurry to end the game, but acted like a cat and a mouse. Drilled out of unexpected places, continue to give you a shot!
The chat box in the lower left corner suddenly displayed a few characters sent by the opposite team: "CN" followed by a shaking index finger.

Seeing this, Liang Bin's hands were already trembling slightly, and now he was ready to kill people. If these bastards were in front of him, he would probably use the keyboard to click one!
"What did you say on the other side? What does CN mean?"

Brother Xiao Fei bumped into a young man next to him and asked.

"CN is our country, they say, they say we..."

The young man couldn't say those few words.

The crowd watching the battle behind them stopped chattering, they were all a bunch of vigorous young people, how could they bear this kind of stimulation, and immediately jumped to their feet and scolded their mothers!
YOU LOSE!

Two pale words hung on the gray screen, Liang Bin's eyes were red, and his teammates sat in front of the computer dumbfounded.

"Damn! Turn on a machine for me and watch me clean up this mess!"

Brother Xiao Fei yelled at the network administrator as he pulled open a sofa.

"Brother Fei, we still have to go to the back row to collect money."

Ma Zai reminded in a low voice.

"Take a dick! You've been scolded by people pointing at your face, and you still have the heart to take those few Jiebao money!"

(End of this chapter)