All-field Godly Wish System

After shaking hands with them, Yang Ling said with a smile, "boss Miao, let's make a long story short."

"I know you want me to be a member of your team, but I don't know what chips you've offered?"

They didn't expect that Yang Ling would be so straightforward. After a look at each other, Miao Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "100000!"

"If you are willing to join the team, no matter what the combat record is, I will give you a monthly salary of 100000 yuan, and the bonus will be calculated separately!"

"Oh?"

Yang Ling looked at this person in surprise, January 100000, that year's salary is 1.2 million, he is the vice president, the annual salary is 1.5 million.

However, looking at the boss's painful face, Yang Ling said with a smile: "boss Miao, as far as I know, the club's performance is not good, this year's sponsorship has not been drawn."

"Are you really going to hire me for such a high salary?"

Miao Cheng seriously nodded his head and said, "I'm optimistic about your business value."

"Well, whether or not to join our team, we guarantee that it will not affect your studies."

In fact, this has been very sincere, but Yang Ling still slightly shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I won't join your team."

This speech, several people are a Leng, Chu Siyin strange way: "a Ling, you said to enter the team to play?"

Yang Ling took a look at her. After a slight smile, she looked at Miao Cheng.

Now he has a bitter smile on his face, and the leader around him is also depressed.

Smiling and shaking his head, Yang Ling suddenly asked seriously: "boss Miao, do you sell your team?"

"What?"

This word lets the other three people are stare big eyes, only listen to Yang Ling way: "I don't join your team, but I want to buy your team."

With that, he took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to him, and said, "our group is expanding all kinds of business, and we are also very interested in E-sports."

Miao Cheng widened his eyes and took a look at the business card and took a cold breath.

"Yang Ling, vice president of Muhua group and general manager of Project Development Center..."

He looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief, how could he have thought that things would develop like this!

Huang Zhuang, the leader of the team, said in a trembling voice: "this Yang. Mr. Yang, is your group planning to enter the e-sports industry? "

Yang Ling nodded with a smile: "it is so, otherwise I will not come out to talk with you."

He looked at Miao Cheng and said, "I know your club is in financial crisis because of its poor performance in recent years."

"At this time, if you want to sell, you may not be able to sell it."

"Well, boss Miao, do you want to think about it?"

After a long silence, boss Miao sighed and shook his head: "sorry, Mr. Yang, I won't sell the club."

"Oh?"

Yang Ling said with a smile, "don't you listen to my offer?"

"I love this industry, that group of young people are good children, I can't bear to leave them alone," Miao said quietly

"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry. We're going first."

Said to get up to leave, but Yang Ling said with a smile: "if I change the way?"

"Another way?"

"Mr. Yang, what do you mean..."

Yang Ling Ha ha ha smile, turn head high voice way: "waiter, another four cups of coffee!"

He looked at Miao Cheng and said, "if you sell the club to our group, you are not leaving the field of E-sports."

"Our group doesn't know much about this. I intend to give you and your team 10% of the dry shares, and the group will not interfere too much in your daily management."