It was not Zhang Chao and Dai Xiaomei's intention to feed dog food.

Zhang Chao is not a romantic person.

As a straight man, the word romance has nothing to do with him at all.

He just saw Dai Xiaomei say that, so he took the initiative to speak.

In Zhang Chao's outlook on life and values, as a man, he never thought of letting a woman take the blame for him. In the live broadcast room, the netizens were instantly touched by the sweet conversation between Zhang Chao and Dai Xiaomei. Especially the female fans, they felt their heartbeats speed up.

"Why is this man so handsome?"

"It's so charming and responsible."

"Yes, I will spoil my wife, and I am willing to spend my money on my wife!"

"That’s right!"

"Good man confirmed!"

"Being a super emperor's woman is really a blessing"

"Yeah, I envy Dai Xiaomei."

For a moment, there were no black fans in the entire live broadcast room.

It's not that there were no black fans.

But the black fans knew very well that in this situation, let alone leading the rhythm and being sarcastic, they were afraid that they would be drowned out if they said anything unfavorable to Zhang Chao and Dai Xiaomei.

After all, there were not only fans of Dai Xiaomei and Zhang Chao in the entire live broadcast room, but also fans of Saozhu and others.

When their own anchor had already explained clearly, they would not allow anyone to discredit Zhang Chao.

………………

After a while, the captain's voice came from the plane's broadcast.

"The plane is about to take off. Please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts.……"

No matter what kind of plane it is, fastening your seat belt is the most basic principle when taking off.

Zhang Chao and others naturally did not dare to neglect it.

They all sat back in their seats.

Yu Shuang and others also turned off the live broadcast.

Accompanied by the vibration from the fuselage.

The plane slowly began to slide on the runway of the airport...

Half an hour later.

This Gulfstream private jet left Hongqiao Airport and flew to Hanwu City.

Zhang Chao was lying there, resting with an eye mask.

The plane was large and he had a separate space to rest.

Lying there, Zhang Chao had a dream.

He dreamed of a wide plain with flags and banners, strong horses, and millions of soldiers looking at him.

And he was the commander of thousands of troops.

There was a river on the plain, and at the end was a towering mountain wall. Columnar rays of light rose dazzlingly from the other side of the mountain wall. The whole scene was a bit like a scene from Greek mythology.

When he opened his eyes, it was more than an hour later.

The rays of light that appeared in the dream had become sunlight, spreading on his face.

However, at this moment,

Zhang Chao still remembered the scene in his dream.

Does this dream represent a sign? Can he become a commander of millions of soldiers as the dream suggests?

Zhang Chao didn't know the answer.

But he really didn't want to struggle and live in intrigue all day like in his previous life. He is very satisfied with his current life.

………………

Walking out of his own room,

Zhang Chao saw a group of female anchors playing cards there, while Saozhu was holding a SLR camera, filming something.

"Brother Zhu, you like photography too?"

Zhang Chao walked over and asked with a smile.

"Yeah."

Saozhu laughed and raised his camera:"When I didn't have money before, I heard people say that photography will make three generations poor, and SLR will ruin your life. I didn't understand it at that time, but now I know that it is really the case."

He said this, of course, joking.

Although photography is very expensive,

Saozhu still has a net worth of several hundred million, so he won't go bankrupt.

Zhang Chao nodded when he heard it:"Yeah, I have a roommate who likes photography very much, but that guy doesn't have much talent, and the photos he takes are, oh, terrible!"

The two talked and chatted.

After chatting for a while.

Saozhu said to Zhang Chao:"Chaohuang, what do you think of my previous proposal?"

What he said, of course, was that he hoped Zhang Chao could invest in the League of Legends club.

"It's meaningless."

Zhang Chao met Saozhu's hopeful gaze and said frankly:"Although I don't play games, I know very well that it is not easy to play in the main competition from a low-level league."

"In other words, even if they make it, how can we guarantee the players' condition?"

"And, most importantly, once we reach the league's main tournament, should we consider replacing players?"

"…………"

Saozhu remained silent.

He knew.

What Zhang Chao said was actually the truth.

Although he spoke from the perspective of business management, not from the perspective of e-sports.

But it is indeed the case.

To maintain a club, high investment and expensive operations are needed.

It is no exaggeration to say that over the years, there are only a handful of truly profitable clubs in the entire League of Legends Chinese Division.

Most clubs actually rely on investors behind them for transfusions.

Even.

Some clubs claim to have 6 billion fans, but not only are their salaries ridiculously low, but the clubs are also extremely poor.

Why would some people fake matches, or even sell seats?

In the final analysis.

It's because there is no money at all.

Think about it, although the top players have an annual salary of tens of millions, and even hundreds of millions in liquidated damages.

But ordinary players only make a few hundred thousand a year.

It seems like a lot.

But don't forget.

This industry is a youth industry.

Once you get older, you either retire from live streaming or switch to something else.

The only people who really make money are the small group of people at the top of the pyramid.

"Hey, but I really like this industry."

Saozhu said reluctantly

"Excuse me, if you want to try, I can lend you money, but I really can't invest in you."

Zhang Chao said to Saozhu seriously.

This time, he gave Saozhu the final reply.

After all, he said before that he would seriously consider it.

And now,

Zhang Chao has made it clear that he will not participate in his project.

Saozhu was a little disappointed, but still expressed his understanding.

Soon.

The plane arrived in Hanwu City.

Zhang Chao was a little strange, watching these female anchors start to dress up there, even his own little sister was not idle, and was seriously putting on makeup there

"What is this for?"

Zhang Chao asked suspiciously

""Hubby, you don't know?"

Dai Xiaomei was stunned, then she laughed:"Fans of us have organized a pick-up at the airport."

Pick-up at the airport?

Zhang Chao's mouth twitched, then he looked at the pig next to him.

"Don't look at me, I didn't let my fans come."

Saozhu shook his head:"Only fans of female anchors would do this.……"

Zhang Chao was speechless and immediately looked at Saozhu:"Brother Zhu, let's go first."

He felt that it would be better for him not to stay and hang out with these female anchors.

There was no other reason.

It's too low!

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