"Mr. Chen, I'm Zhou!"

"Recently, I saw the news of your Tiger men's wear on the Internet, the industry leader, the industry benchmark, hahahaha!"

"Mr. Chen, do you want Tiger men's wear to break out of Asia and go to the world?"

"I'll tell you if I'm not sure! Now for only $2 million, I'll cover you ......."

"Hey, Mr. Chen!hey!hey?"

"Is 2 million a lot!"

The fat guy muttered, and then flipped through the list in the address book.

The fat brother has a gold finger bonus, and he is the fastest in the entertainment industry, and he doesn't know how difficult it is to do business.

After asking Wang Zhizhi, Ou Zhengqing, Liu Jianmin, Xu Lirong and Lao Dai, Xu Lirong, who was sitting in the iron mobile office, was stunned when he received the call, and then looked at the two dumb ponies who were paralyzed on the sofa, and replied with difficulty: "Are you sure you want me to pay $2 million out?"

stayed in the car until the sun went down, the fat brother gave up, why are the people my brother knows so poor!

In the end, the fat brother gritted his teeth, and he didn't sponsor it, did he? Don't sponsor the brother himself!

"Hey, Qizhi, how much money does the financial Spark have on his books?"

"There is still more than 100 million? Okay! This year's title sponsor is not looking for, we will come by ourselves! In addition, there are some changes to be made in the game, I will come up and tell you now!"

Nearly 14 million yuan, the fat brother's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are trembling in pain, but the Haikou he boasted about was crying and wanted to plug this hole!

Back at Xinghuo, the office was still brightly lit, with leftover takeouts and empty drink bottles on each card slot, three or five people were discussing work problems together, and the rest were working in front of the computer.

The fat brother said with a painful look on his face that he decided to pay out of his own pocket, which moved Zhao Qizhi and the others.

"Don't worry, boss, we won't let you down!"

"That's it, boss, we won't give you your money for nothing!"

Counter-Strike is like their own children to them, and they really can't bear to let their babies grow up because of "malnutrition".

"Ahem! let's talk about the changes to the game......

The fat brother said a little embarrassed.

A few days later, Counter-Strike was finally updated, and the game's background was changed to a smoke-filled scene, accompanied by a super-burning background music, and a long announcement was made.

"To all dear players, the global server has officially opened, and the time has come to defend your honor on the battlefield!

The long-awaited Counter-Strike China Cup King Tournament will officially start in three months!

The winner of the Championship will receive $1.5 million in prize money!

The second-place team will receive $400,000!

The third-place team will receive $100,000!

In order to better adapt to the next King Tournament, the elite competition will be opened in a month, and the specific details are as follows......

Finally, I wish you all the best of luck!"

It stands to reason that the king game should be the most suitable at the end of the year, but the fat brother still has a little selfishness, Huaxia just held the king game not long ago, compared with overseas players, just the cooperation between the teams has an advantage, the fat brother naively felt that if the money he paid could fall into his own pocket, he might be in a slightly better mood.

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Liang Bin is a little white-collar worker who loves games, although he has a computer at home, but his favorite is to go to the Internet café downstairs to play CS, according to what he said, so that there is an atmosphere.

While turning on the phone, he complained to his teammates from a team next to him: "Counter-Strike said that the global server has been here for several months, and there has been no movement." ”

"Hey, what's the hurry!"

The teammate next to him replied casually, and then he heard someone in the opposite row shouting: "The CS global server is open!"

"Where?"

"Hurry up and take a look!"

"Ergouzi, call someone to the Internet café, the global server is open!"

"It's time for the brothers to abuse the vegetables!"

However, some people find that they can't enter the global server, and a look at the fine print: in order to ensure the game experience of players on the global server, those with a personal win rate or a team win rate of less than 30% are not eligible to participate!

There was a wail in the Internet café, and no one had ever paid attention to the winning rate before, so a large number of orphans were born who hung up at every turn and gave away their heads if they didn't agree.

Liang Bin looked at his win rate - 41%!

"I can come in!"

"I can go in too!"

He and the other two members of the team were the only ones in the entire Internet café who passed.

"Hurry up and take a look!"

The rest of the CS players in the Internet café all gathered behind the computers of Liang Bin and several people, urging them to enter the global server to open everyone's eyes.

Liang Bin entered the global server and opened the room, and the other two team members also searched for the room number and came in, Liang Bin clicked "Quick Start", and the other two team members were matched in a few seconds, and they were matched to the opposite team very smoothly.

It's just that next to the name of everyone on the opposite team, there is a red sun flag.

"Damn, this is an RB player?"

"Don't you know the plaster flag!"

"Brothers, come and see, you've been matched with Little Japan!"

"Where, brother, move a place and let me see it too!"

Players who don't play CS in Internet cafes came in as soon as they heard that they had been matched with RB players, and they didn't know anything.

"What kind of game is this, and there are Japanese players?"

"Counter-Strike, you don't know, what game are you playing in an Internet café?"

"I'm looking for my son!"

The global server has continued the rules of the previous Tournament of Kings, and of course appropriate adjustments have been made, such as the Tournament of Kings has made regulations on the number of throwing weapons, such as players cannot choose their own maps, etc., all of which have been released here.

"There is someone in front, lose thunder and lose thunder!"

"Lose your fart, there's someone in the door hole on the left, don't change the thunder!"

"What are you cowardly, the front is just right!"

"Steady!

The onlookers in the back will all turn into CS mentors, constantly commanding the three of them, and some even poke their hands on the screen.

Liang Bin's teammates didn't resist the interference, and soon appeared on TV, and suddenly there was another afterthought.

"I told you not to go there!"

"Look, I said throw a mine in!"

"Who's noisy, don't blame Lao Tzu for being rude!"

A loud roar came out of the crowd, and a young man with a big chain and a shaved head shouted angrily to a group of people behind him, and there were several young people who looked like little brothers next to him, and they immediately glared angrily at the crooked crowd.

"Brother Xiaofei, why are you here. ”

The network manager hurriedly greeted him.

"Come and see how your business is going. ”

The bald young man stared at the screen and said.

"Yes, yes, I'm ready for this month's 'property fee', Brother Fei, I'll give it to you now?"

The webmaster nodded and said.

"Wait! Don't you see me watching the game!"

Brother Xiao Fei waved his hand impatiently, signaling the network manager to get out.

After a few words, Liang Bin's game on their side has reached the second round, and in the first round, they were shaved by the opposite side!

Liang Bin felt that he had never had this big pressure, as if as long as he lost the game, he would be a sinner for the ages, and before he knew it, his head was already full of sweat, and the elusive Japanese team could surprise Liang Bin, a sniper in the past, with a few shots.

Soon, in the second round, Liang Bin's side collapsed again.

The team of passers-by who are eager to win and don't know the essentials kneel all the way to the fifth round, and the Japanese players don't seem to be in a hurry to end the game, but like a cat and mouse, they hit you and hide, and then they come out of a place that Liang Bin didn't expect, and continue to give you a shot!

The chat box in the lower left corner suddenly shows a few characters from the opposite team: "CN" is followed by an index finger shake expression.

Seeing this, Liang Bin's hands were already trembling slightly, at this moment he had the heart to kill, if these bastards were in front of him, he would probably pick up the keyboard one by one!

"What do you mean by CN?"

Xiao Fei Ge bumped into a young man next to him and asked.

"CN is our country, they say, they say we ......"

Those few words are indescribable.

The crowd watching the battle behind him stopped chattering, they were all a bunch of young people with strong blood, how could they stand this kind of stimulation, and they immediately jumped to their feet and scolded their mothers!

YOU LOSE！

There were two miserable white words hanging on the gray screen, Liang Bin's eyes were red, and he and his teammates sat in front of the computer in a daze.

"Fuck it! open a machine for Lao Tzu and watch Lao Tzu clean up this mess!"

Xiao Fei Ge pulled out a sofa and yelled at the network administrator.

"Brother Fei, we still have to go to the back row to collect money. ”

Ma Tsai reminded in a whisper.

"Collect a chicken! I was scolded by people and dogs, and you still have the heart to collect those few Jie Bao money!"

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