PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 105 Forming a Team
Zhang Fan suddenly became interested and said to the other end of the phone.

"I have a good idea, how about I start a team?"

Is it all about starting a gaming club with some money?And if you play well and manage well, you can make money.

In this way, I can be both the boss and the player, and I can play games when there is a game. Even if I don’t want to play one day, no one can force myself.

After hearing this, Liu Hanqing suddenly became enlightened.

"That's right, Mr. Zhang! Actually, we can form a club! Our company doesn't have a club yet. Since we want to have a meal of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, let's start a club!"

There is really no problem with this idea. They have funds and connections, and there are many young and outstanding anchors. These people can develop into the team's seed players when they come back.

And with a top expert like Zhang Fan in charge, the team's performance will definitely not be bad.

"Well, it's exactly what I want. I'll leave this matter to you. If you need money, just talk to me."

Zhang Fan laughed, and immediately felt that this plan would work.

In the future, I will be considered a half-professional gamer.

"Okay, no problem, just leave it to me."

Liu Hanqing agreed confidently. As a senior member of the Sharks, he naturally knew many club managers.

So this matter couldn't be easier for him.

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Zhang Fan hung up the phone.

Stretched and stood up.

Zhang Fan lay back on his bed, the bed in his hometown was still a bit small, and it was hard to sleep on.

He was used to living comfortably in the mansion in Donghai, and he couldn't sleep on the three-meter bed by himself.

"Why do you feel refreshed again..."

Zhang Fan lay on the bed tossing and turning, wondering if it was because he suddenly changed his place and couldn't fall asleep.

He was still excited about starting a team, and he lost sleep for a while.

"Swipe Douyin for a while."

Zhang Fan leaned on the bed and turned on his phone, but by coincidence, he just entered the first video on Douyin, which was about himself.

"He is the new passer-by king on the shark live broadcast platform!"

"It's only been broadcast for less than half a month, and I won all the chicken eating records!"

"Suspected of cheating, offline self-proving of innocence! Slap in the face of all rookies."

"He is Zfan who is called the God of Jedi Killer, Brother Fan!"

Zhang Fan grinned from ear to ear, feeling a little embarrassed watching other people blowing up their videos.

In this video, I interpret my highlights, all kinds of fancy marksmanship, and all kinds of amazing predictions.

Sure enough, this video has more than 100 million likes, and there are many comments.

Zhang Fan clicked on the comments curiously, wanting to see how these netizens commented on him.

"Brother Fan doesn't talk too much in society!"

"Brother Fan has been a fan for ten years and came to report! Brother Fan is number one in the world."

Zhang Fan looked at these comments and laughed from ear to ear.

What is this nonsense?It's been less than ten days since I started broadcasting, how could there be ten-year-old fans?

"I have to say that this anchor has already figured out the game. From his operation and habits, you can tell that he has spent a lot of time on this game, but I have to say that he is indeed a talented and hardworking type. players."

Seeing this serious comment, Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing again.

Why does it feel like this brother knows me better than myself?
After flipping through the comments for a while, Zhang Fan felt drowsy, put down his phone and fell asleep.

Silent all night.

Zhang Fan got up early the next morning.

It's still six o'clock in the morning, and my parents haven't woken up yet.

Zhang Fan opened the refrigerator and found that there were many dishes.

After all, he now has top cooking skills, so he plans to make breakfast for his family.

I simply fried a dish and cooked another pot of white rice porridge. It was already 06:30 when I was done.

Zhang Fan's parents are also on a good schedule, and they are already up.

Zhou Xiaoli found her son busy in the kitchen and ran over curiously.

"Yo, you got up so early?"

Zhou Xiaoli thought her son would come back to rest for a few days, so she woke up early today, planning to make breakfast for her son.

She thought that Zhang Fan usually worked very hard at work, so she finally let her sleep in after a few days of rest.

But unexpectedly Zhang Fan got up early and made breakfast for them.

"I usually get up at six o'clock, and I'm used to it."

Zhang Fan smiled and put the rice in a bowl, and brought the food to the table.

"Have you learned how to cook by yourself?"

Zhou Xiaoli looked at Zhang Fan's cooking curiously, took a bite with chopsticks and tasted it, her expression suddenly became surprised and her eyes widened.

"Your cooking is quite delicious! It's ok, you usually cook a lot, don't you?"

Zhou Xiaoli felt that she had been cooking for decades and hadn't finished the meal. The taste was well controlled.

As a breakfast, it is not salty or light, and the fried beans are refreshing and delicious. Although there is no excessive embellishment, it retains the original sweetness of vegetables.

This requires careful control of the heat. If the temperature is a little higher or a little lower, it will not be able to produce such a taste.

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

Zhang Fan smiled and brought out another plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and sat at the dining table.

"It's really delicious, ouch, it's so delicious."

Zhou Xiaoli quickly picked up another piece of egg with chopsticks, tasted a mouthful of sweet and sour taste, it was even more delicious than the one I ate outside last night.

"Get up, Lao Zhang! Your son has made you breakfast!"

Zhou Xiaoli happily put down her chopsticks and ran to call Zhang Fan's father.

The family sat together and had a simple breakfast.

Zhang Dachuan and Zhou Xiaoli ate the food, exaggerating about their superb cooking skills.

After the family happily finished breakfast, Zhang Dachuan went out to work.

Zhang Fan helped his mother clean up, and soon it was noon.

"What time is the class reunion?"

Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone, looked through the chat records of the group, and found that the meeting time should be three o'clock in the afternoon.

I don't know what to do so early.

Zhang Fan was a little speechless, but since they all planned to go, let's go according to the time.

After lunch, Zhang Fan briefly explained to his mother and went out.

He drove his little Audi to the appointed place of the party.

"Why is it a housing sales center?"

Zhang Fan got out of the car, only to find out that this place is a real estate sales office.

"Which talent organization is it?"

Zhang Fan stopped the car speechlessly, and found the old acquaintance just as he got out of the car door.

(End of this chapter)