Play coquettish with the e-sports god

Chapter 8, Time Years

In another corner of the city, in a luxury hotel,
A man in black sportswear was sitting on the sofa looking down at the computer in his hand.

He seemed to have just taken a shower, and a few drops of water were still hanging on his hair. Although he sat there without moving, he gave off a sense of calmness and prestige.

"Toot, toot, toot~" A short and fat man looked nervously at the man in front of him.

"When I was young, the phone was hung up. It was a girl who answered the phone. We seem to have found the wrong person."

"Well, hit it again."

This man is exactly the age, at this moment, he is staring at the computer in front of him intently, his fingers are beating fast.

"Yes."

Hearing his words, the fat man had no choice but to bite the bullet and dial the phone again.

This time it was even more straightforward, and there was a sound of the phone being hung up directly from the other side.

"No... No one answered. It seems to be blacklisted."

A few drops of sweat flowed down the face of the fat man. At that time, this man seemed easy to get along with, but in fact he had extremely strict requirements on his subordinates.

He is also a little moody.

"Fight again!"

The order was issued directly without raising it for many years.

The fat man hit him several times in a row. This time, he was definitely blacklisted.

This not only made him more uneasy.

"I can't get through... I can't get through. Time is short, I..."

"You go out."

The fat man wanted to say something, but was interrupted lightly by Shi Nian.

The fat man also breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his job was saved.

"Tsk... I said why are you scaring people like this?"

As soon as the fat man went out, Fu Yan walked in from the outside with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Shi Nian just raised his head and gave Fu Yan a casual glance, then turned the laptop in his hand around, rushed to Fu Yan, and motioned him to sit down.

"What is this? Ouch... are you peeping?"

As soon as Fu Yan turned his screen, he yelled exaggeratedly.

The black technology of that year was very powerful, and a red dot was displayed on the computer screen at this moment.

"What is voyeurism? I am using resources reasonably."

Shi Nian smiled slightly, took a sip of the red wine beside him, and said:

"Tomorrow, I will buy this apartment located next door, and it must be accurate to the house number!"

"Why? Have money and no place to spend it?"

Having said that, Fu Yan still sat down on the sofa, took out the paper money and carefully recorded the latitude and longitude data on it.

"My father is happy."

In fact, just now, he already knew that the little girl would hang up the phone. The reason why he asked his assistant to call so many times was to locate her accurately.

Now that competition is so hot, it's not enough to just play games.

If a game master like Mo can be found, then Shicheng Technology can successfully take a share in the arena.

Shi Nian glanced at him indifferently, stood up, and said:
"You take it easy, I'll go and see that doomsday PVP competitive game."

"What? Was it stimulated by ink?"

Fu Yan looked at him with interest, tore off a piece of paper and handed it over.

He has already solved the address he located just now.

"You always have to use some special means to poach people! By the way, tomorrow I will be teaching at Stern Noble High School as a specially-appointed computer programming teacher. The work here has been hard!"

Shi Nian took the note and put it in his pocket, smiled darkly, turned and walked to the game room behind him.

Regardless of Fu Yan's desperate wailing behind him,
"Time! You are inhuman!"

　Cough... A certain man started to feel dark.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)