Chapter 1009 is a popular e-sports game
Cao Jiao, the e-sports tycoon of the Xuanwu Kingdom, cooperated with that Wei Taiqiang, and they also partnered with Sheng Luzi, the manufacturer of the e-sports equipment.
That Sheng Luzi invested in a lot of e-sports apartments, and that Wei Taiqiang insisted that he build enough parking spaces, so that the e-sports apartments they built had a good reputation, and the e-sports apartments developed by Wei Taiqiang and Sheng Luzi were of good quality, and there were countless e-sports fans who came to pay for them, so their achievements were very significant.
In the e-sports apartment built by the e-sports tycoon Wei Taiqiang, and in the e-sports community, many people are teaming up to play the glory of the king and the castle lore, and many of them have become semi-professional e-sports players.
After all, playing their favorite e-sports games, and making money by the way, everyone will like this, but the producers of that e-sports game, they have been controlled by Tu Tuqiao and Cao Jiao. Of course, Wei Taiqiang's e-sports game design is also good. Many top e-sports experts are helping Wei Taiqiang and them to promote that e-sports game.
Of course, in the eyes of that Wei Taiqiang, the script of that e-sports game is very important, and at the same time, that Wei Taiqiang also knows that his good days are coming.
After all, their e-sports farm is doing well, and at the same time, they have invested a lot of e-sports resources, and their e-sports games are so beautiful that there are many professional and semi-professional e-sports players who don't want to play anything other than Wei Taiqiang's e-sports design.
Walked to the back of the apartment building, drove my caravan out of the garage, and then circled back to the front and drove past the gray car. There was a short man sitting alone in the car. He drove up to me. On rainy days, his car drove quite well. He followed me very closely, and whenever I couldn't get enough of a short block, he followed. But he kept a certain distance from me, and there were always some other vehicles between our two cars. I pulled onto the main road, parked in the parking lot next to the building where my office was located, and walked out. The collar of my raincoat was flipped up, the brim of my hat was pressed low, and the rain still dripped in between the brim and the collar of my raincoat, hitting my face coldly. The car was parked next to a fire hydrant opposite. I walked towards the intersection, crossed the road at the green light, turned back and walked back next to the cars parked on the outside of the sidewalk. The car didn't start, and no one got out. I walked up to the car and slammed the door from the side of the sidewalk.
A short, bright-eyed man sat behind the wheel, leaning against the corner. I stood there watching him as the rain beat down my back. His eyes squinted behind a cloud of cigarettes. His hands flapped restlessly on the narrow-brimmed steering wheel.
I said, "Can you make up your mind?" ”
He swallowed a mouthful of sleep foam, and the cigarette rolled on his lips: "I don't seem to know you." He said in a low voice.
"My name is Marlowe, and I'm the one you've been staring at for the past two days."
"I'm not staring at anyone, doctor."
"You didn't star, but your car kept following me. Maybe you can't control it. Say whatever you like. I'm going to go to the café across the road for breakfast now. I had orange juice, ham and eggs, toast, honey, three or four cups of coffee, and a toothpick. Then I went to my office. The office is seven floors above the building directly across from you. If you have any worries that you can't stand anymore, you can come up to me and talk to me. I'm okay today, oil. "Very good." I said, "Come in and take off your coat." ”
I opened the door for him, and he cautiously slipped in next to me, looking across the desk. He was indeed very short, no more than five feet three tall, and probably weighed no more than the thumb of a butcher. He had alert and bright eyes, and tried to make a stern demeanor, as stern as oyster meat hanging from half a hard shell. He was dressed in a dark gray outfit with a double row of buttons on his shirt. The shoulders of the dress were too fat, and the collar was too large. An unbuttoned Irish tweed tunic with some shabby spots on it was draped, and a silk tie sprang out of the garment and drooped over the lapel, with a lot of rain splashing on it.
"Maybe you know me." He introduced himself and said, "My name is Xue Yulang. ”
I said I didn't know him. I shoved a flat box of cigarettes towards him. He picked up a cigarette with his neat, thin fingers, as swift as a cicada swallowing a fly. He lit a cigarette with a desktop lighter and waved his hand again.
"I've messed around here." He said, "Bring the liquor from Songhai City. It's not a good deal, man. Driving a pathfinder car, I asked him last night. Aside from Cao Jiao's friends, I don't see anyone who would be so interested in me. ”
He licked his lower lip and said. When I mentioned Tutu Bridge, his face became like a blank sheet of paper. The corners of his mouth drooped, and the cigarette was still hanging from the corners of his mouth, as if some magic had made it grow there, "Oh, you're lying to me. He concluded. He had the same desperate smile that you would often see in the operating room.
"Okay. I'm lying to you. "I opened another letter. "I guess Xu Qianqian has come out." I added.
"Not bad. She called me. Are you interested? "Uh-huh. So he knows something, what does he know? ”
"That's what you should buy for two hundred bucks."
I threw a few more letters from my admirers into the wastebasket and rekindled a cigarette.
"We've got to go out of town." He said, "Xu Qianqian is a good girl, don't blame her for that." On these days, it's not easy for girls to eat together. ”
"She's too big for you." I said, "She can squash you and suffocate you." ”
"That's a bit of a dirty joke, man." He said, looking almost "sanctimonious", and I couldn't help but glare at him.
I said, "You're right. I've been meeting people who are not on the right path lately. Let's stop talking about it and get down to business. What are you going to trade it for? ”
"Are you going to give money or not?"
"It depends on what it's for."
"If it can help you find Wei Taiqiang."
"I didn't look for Wei Taiqiang.".
"It's you who said it yourself. Do you want to hear it? ”
"Let's go on. If it works for me, I will definitely give money. In my circle, two hundred dollars is enough to buy a lot of news. ”