Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 83

Xu Zexi and Song Qi have known each other since high school, all the way to university, in the same department, with bunk beds in the same dormitory, so it can be said that they have a deep fate.

After graduating from university, Xu Zexi did not choose to return to the family to inherit the family business like Song Qi did, but chose to start his own business.

When he was in school, he began to study the future investment trends in China, and he chose from thousands of choices, and he took a fancy to e-sports and live broadcasting.

E-sports has only received widespread attention in recent years. It is not a new investment channel, but it is the hottest nowadays.

The popularity of Glory of Kings has brought a large number of female gamers who seldom paid attention to e-sports before. The fan effect brought by those e-sports star players is no less than that of a TV and movie star.

After graduating, Xu Zexi fumbled for two years, figured out the way, and began to cultivate e-sports clubs.

K is the earliest one. There are many game divisions under the club. Compared with Crown, which was established only two years ago, all kinds of soft and hard conditions are top-notch, and the results achieved are naturally very beautiful.

He didn't pay much attention to Yinhe, which was established less than a year ago, when he invested in the Song Corporation.

Song Qi's original intention to form Yinhe was only because of the booing of a few dudes at the party of the rich and powerful in the circle.

The unexpected rise of e-sports games not only attracts a large number of young people, but also attracts the attention of a group of uneducated rich second-generation.

But their gameplay is much more advanced than the average person is attracted to try the game.

Form clubs and teams, and then compete with each other to see who invests in the strongest team.

It's like competing in a racing car, and comparing whose horses are more beautiful.

These dudes are not short of money, they don't have the brains to invest in stocks, and it doesn't cost much to raise a team in a small way.

They regard the establishment of an e-sports team as a new game. Now, for some well-known teams in the e-sports circle, the behind-the-scenes bosses basically come from the rich son at the private banquet a year ago.

Xu Zexi started early, and every time the team's overall strength is ranked, K and Wang Guan are always at the top.

In fact, he didn't take it very seriously that Xu Youran wanted to dig out the member named Xia Lang from Xinghe. From Xu Youran's point of view, he should have a pretty face.

As for the strong strength she said, how strong is a member of a small team that has been established for less than a year?
Even if Song Qi was willing to let him go, Xu Zexi would not let that Xia Lang enter K, at best he could only let him go to the crown.

K relies on strength to make a living, while Wang Guan focuses on entertainment. He doesn't expect them to get good grades, otherwise he would not allow Xu Youran to join Wang Guan.

Publicity can be blurred sometimes, but when it comes to dealing with some key issues, Xu Zexi will never compromise the bottom line just because he pampers his sister.

After work, Xu Zexi drove to a bar where he and Song Qi often went.

As soon as Song Qi arrived, there was a glass of whiskey in front of him, and he was chatting with the bartender.

Xu Zexi walked up to him, pulled off his tie slightly, knocked on the table, and smiled, "Give me a glass like his."

They are all old acquaintances, and the bartender is a double. Seeing his elegant and casual movements, he couldn't help but smack his lips: "Xu always lives more and more delicately."

Song Qi squinted at him, "You have coveted him for so many years, but you haven't turned him over yet, do you really like him?"

The bartender didn't hide it for him, and couldn't help shaking his head because of the rampant straight ball: "You are really, if you like it, you must get it, can't you appreciate it?"

Song Qi threw the cup in his hand on the bar, and snorted coldly: "You treat yourself as the Virgin Mary, if you like it, of course you have to chase after her, or do you admire Plato more?"

(End of this chapter)