How Did I Become a God

Jinling. Xianhe Mansion villa area not far from Purple Mountain.

　　 At around nine o'clock in the evening, Song Yan was drinking and playing cards with Jiang Qinghua's friends in a villa here.

　　His girlfriend Liu Ziyu is also from Jinling. But one is a sophomore and a junior. Obviously it is impossible to get tired of being together at night. Otherwise, Liu Tzuyu's father guessed that her mentality would burst.

　　 A few of them played werewolf killing. The seven people yelled, called friends and called friends, and were very happy to play.

　　 The phone's ringtone rang suddenly.

　　 Song Yan looked at the number, "Huh".

　　 There was a girl with fashionable clothes and decent appearance, and asked with a smile: "Song Yan, girlfriend Cha Gang?" There was a little closeness, restraint, and envy in her tone. After all, Song Yan is tall and handsome, with good academic performance and strong ability. Can be called the pride of the sky, is there a girl who doesn't like it?

　　 What's wrong with having a girlfriend? Don’t you still want his dad to approve in the end? Family history is very important.

　　 "That's not it. It's a...friend's phone call." Song Yan explained with a smile, paused in the middle, and positioned Jing Gao as a "friend". Speak to your friends and walk outside to answer the phone.

　　 He positioned Jing Gao as a "friend" for two reasons. First, the two did know each other, and he took the initiative to invite Jing Gao to go to the Modu Supercar Club to drink. It is okay to call "friends" on the scene.

　　 He is very dissatisfied with the evaluation of the second princess Wang Hanjun of HNA Group in front of his girlfriend Liu Ziyu. Princess Wang has a very obvious "Electra" complex and likes that kind of stable man.

　　 The two real business cases that have made a name for themselves: acquiring LeEco’s assets and investing in Uber (China). In the final analysis, isn’t it just “taking money”? Change him to that position, the same can be done. And it can do better.

　　 Of course, what you think in your heart, after all, you still have to take care of it.

　　Secondly, Jing Gao is now a man in the beach, after all, he is indeed the weaker now.

Song Yan exchanged words with Jing Gao on the phone. Hearing his explanation, he smiled and said, "Mr. Jing, I do have contact with the e-sports circle. The club of King Glory is not worth money. The most popular e-sports game right now is LOL. .

　　 Like Wanda's Wang Dashao Wang Siming is running a club called IG. This is the head team of the League of Legends and complements his panda live broadcast. "

　　 "How much do you estimate to buy a club that is eligible to participate in the KPL Fall Season?"

Song Yan laughed and said: "If you have a good talk, it can be settled within 8 million yuan. Mr. Jing, the core asset of the e-sports club is the qualifications of the players and various top competitions. Others such as venue rental and equipment are not available. How valuable.

　　 And now, it is commonplace for the wages of the King of Glory e-sports players to be in arrears. This money is actually to buy the quota for the autumn competition and the compensation to the previous investors. The 2016 Fall of Glory of the Kings Games has started. If I remember correctly, the total bonus sponsored by Tencent is 1.85 million. 800,000 champions. This is quite rare in the e-sports circle! The asset prices in the e-sports circle can be seen from this.

　　Ms. Jing, if you trust me, I will recommend a seller to you. "

　　 The purpose of this call is obvious. Although Song Yan is only 19 years old, he has been in the business world for a long time, and he is a person of family background, who is the same person, and offers to help Jing Gao recommend the seller.

　　 Jing laughed and said, "Okay. I'll invite you to drink later."

　　 Hanging up the call, Song Yan pondered for a while and dialed several numbers in succession.

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　　Madu and Rongcheng are currently almost two large industrial clusters in the gaming circle. Song Yan has a business in the demons, and he is engaged in the game live broadcast business. He is very familiar with some of the younger brothers in the e-sports circle.

　　 So, on the night of October 6, after Yang Yezhou's phone call, and Song Yan's release of wind, the entire e-sports circle suddenly became lively.

　　 Within a WeChat group.

　　 King No. 1: Lao Ma, do you want to sell it?

　　 Old Ma: Song Shao Bangjing always offered a price of 6 million yuan, of course I want to sell it. I used to play League of Legends. Incidentally, open a branch of the King's Glory. Now it can sell for 6 million without losing money.

　　 Xian Ge: Let me think about it again. Hope the price can be higher.

　　Quiniao: I'll go. You guys are so happy! Didn’t Mr. Yang call you not long ago?

　　 King No. 1: (squinting and smiling) How much is his face worth?

　　Weige Wudi: Face is given to each other, right? He also didn't say that the well will always pay a high price of 6 million yuan. Does he make us rich without making a phone call? When did he have such a big face?

　　 Flathead brother: What did you say so gentle? Be straightforward! He is three generations, five people and six people came to Rongcheng to save him face. He is Young Master Yang. How old is he if he doesn't give face? The idiot just listened to what he said.

　　 Old Ma: (Making expression) This person is really greedy. Yang Yezhou and Zhu Yu prepared to sell the 40 million e-sports club in his hand to Mr. Jing. Gee...

　　Quiniao: I'll go. Is this fattening sheep? Only teams that reach the League of Legends World Finals can sell for this price, right? His broken team can be worth so much money?

　　 Amodo: So people never buy it!

　　 Flathead brother: Haha.

　　 Fairy Pavilion: Haha.

　　 King No. 1: Haha. (Maintain formation)

　　 When the crowd was laughing and happy, there was a ding dong, and someone pulled in an unfamiliar ID "Phoenix Fund Jinggao", "Welcome to Mr. Jing."

　　 King No. 1: Good boss.

　　Weige Invincible: Good guy.

　　Lao Ma: Good guy.

　　...

　　Rongcheng, Shangri-La Hotel, Presidential Suite.

　　 Looking at the chat formation in the WeChat group, Jing Gao smiled and handed the phone to Fu Ye on the sofa, "Old Fu, you go talk to them."

　　 What else can Fu Ye say? He said, "Okay, Mr. Jing." He took his cell phone and walked out of the presidential suite with a grimace. In the next time, he had to rack his brains to think about how to chat on WeChat with the gang and negotiate the price.

　　Ms. Jing, I have a generation gap with these kids!

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　　 It was a bit cold in the middle of the night in Rongcheng. From the community, there are only a few lights left in Wenjiang University Town.

　　 Yang Yezhou called for more than an hour before discovering that he had left the two girls in the Pearl River Shopping Center. Of course this is not a big deal, coax, give a promise, and bring the two girls back.

　　 The phone's ringtone is persistently ringing.

　　Yang Yezhou was lying tiredly on the bed, looking at the number to connect to the phone, half-joking and half-complaining: "Wei Shao~www.ltnovel.com~what's the matter of calling me so late?"

"You kid! What time do you go to bed now? Hurry up and read the WeChat message I sent you. Jing Gao asked someone to make a connection, and he had already talked about the price with a few guys on the magic city. You were on the phone at night. Others let it as a fart."

　　 Yang Yezhou immediately became sober, an unspeakable anger rose uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart, and he was played like a fool. Some people promised well in person, without taking him seriously behind the scenes.

　　 Yang Yezhou wanted to scold someone, but suddenly felt that the language was actually very weak. "Okay, I see. Wei Shao, thank you."

　　 In the next second, Yang Yezhou smashed the phone on the wall, "You are paralyzed!"

　　 bang. An Apple mobile phone worth a few thousand dollars was torn apart. The two female college students were pulling the quilt, looking horrified.

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　　 Of course Zhu Yu knows the news that happened in the WeChat group at night. In the suite at the Waldorf Astoria Chengdu, Zhu Yu sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his face. Put the phone aside, and the flashing light for information prompts kept on.

　　 He is also investing in gaming, and he usually asks an gaming player to accompany him to accompany him when he is interested. Of course, his club focuses on the "League of Legends" project. The news can't be kept from him.

　　 He has his own network of contacts.

　　 Zhu Yu thought for a while and called Cheng Yanxi. He now needs someone to help him come up with ideas. And these little things can't be used to ask the old man.

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