Becoming a Rich Man Since DNF Was Shut Down

Chapter 142 The President of the Soul Fighting Guild

2 month 2 day.

Lunar New Year's eve.

Early in the morning, Yu Qing was lying on the big balcony, basking in the last ray of warm winter sun.

At this time, global warming has become prominent, and this year's Spring Festival is not cold, and the weather in Lingnan can still wear short sleeves.

Drinking the 82-year-old Sprite, Yu Qing leisurely watched "Covering the Sky" by the red-haired monster.

Occasionally, a few firecrackers sounded from the sky above Shencheng.

"Heating memories, memories without fragrance, sunshine, but also feeling cold..."

At this time, his mobile phone rang.

"Hey, Miss Sha, what's the matter?"

"I guess you are such a big boss, you will be alone this year, right?"

"Uh, it seems to be."

Yu Qing touched his nose.

In the huge villa, Liu Chang's two sisters have returned to their hometown, and the nanny is also on vacation, leaving him alone.

"In that case, if you don't dislike it, how about coming to my house for the New Year?"

"Uh... can it work?"

Yu Qing was stunned for a moment.

"Whether it's possible or not depends on whether you want to come or not?" Meng Sha said with a smile while holding the phone.

"Emmm, since you are so kind to invite me, I will reluctantly agree..."

Yu Qing put on the phone, picked up the car keys, and locked the door.

I drove to the largest commercial plaza nearby and bought some New Year gifts and ingredients.

He remembered that there was an old man in Denisa's family. Since he was going to someone's house for the New Year, he couldn't leave empty-handed.

After parking the car, carrying a few gift boxes, Yu Qing stepped into her house for the second time.

Although the distance between the two villas is only one kilometer, he really didn't come to disturb others in normal times, so he was a little timid.

"Hey, the sad boss brought a gift?"

Denisa heard the sound of the engine, walked out of the small villa, stood outside the yard and laughed.

Today, she is wearing a homely loose knit dress and an apron, but she can hardly conceal her proud figure.

"Just some fruit... and some supplements for my aunt."

Yu Qing replied that he didn't know what to buy, but he couldn't go wrong if he bought what was expensive.

The two entered the house, the interior decoration didn't change much, it was still the same as the last time they came, the slightly old mahogany furniture, the living room was covered with wool carpet, it looked clean and tidy.

The flower arrangements on the window sill and in the living room make the house full of life.

"Sit casually by yourself, if you really feel bored, you can go to the study and play computer games..."

Meng Sha poured a glass of water and said, "I still have to do the housecleaning and prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Uh, that's so embarrassing..."

Yu Qing rubbed her hands together in embarrassment, letting him watch a beauty dangle in front of her, clean up, and cook.

"Otherwise, it's difficult for you, a big boss, to clean windows and sweep floors, or cook?"

Meng Shabai glanced at her, and her mood swayed for a while.

Yu Qingyi said solemnly: "Did you underestimate me? Can I still cook a meal? Think about it, I was also a well-known fried rice master in the canyon..."

After all, he looked at the kitchen, as if he hadn't cooked for a long time.

"Okay ah?"

"A man can't say no!"

Suddenly, his competitive spirit came up, and he immediately rolled up his sleeves, ready to show off.

"Okay, then I look forward to the New Year's Eve dinner with the sad boss."

Meng Sha smiled, shook her head, and let him toss around for a while, and then she will come over to clean up.

……

An hour later, when she came in, she was stunned for half a minute when she saw the man who was killing chickens and fish in the kitchen.

"I didn't expect you to really know it! You still look decent..."

Denisa's eyes widened in disbelief.

"That's natural. Back then, Little Master Zhonghua asked me to make a sequel. Even at my level, I didn't like it! I took a spoonful of Sanhua evaporated milk..."

then.

The two of them worked hard all afternoon and served a table of good dishes.

Boiled Chicken, Steamed Sea Bass, Boiled Shrimp, Lucky Pork Knuckle, Garlic Lettuce are the must-haves for Guangnan New Year’s Eve dinner...

A table of good dishes, full of color, fragrance, and richness, just looking at it makes people appetite.

Meng Sha gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the sad boss, he has a hand."

She really admired him a little. She really didn't expect such a big boss to cook by himself, and he could do better than her.

At about five o'clock, Meng Sha served several bowls of rice, chicken and duck, and took some candle paper money.

She took her mother down the stairs and came to a corner of the yard.

Place the sacrifices, offer incense, pray...

Finally, burn the paper money.

This is an ancestor worship ceremony on New Year's Eve, and there may be differences in different places.

Standing in the room, Yu Qing thought, the mother and daughter are probably offering sacrifices to their dead relatives, after all, they are orphans and widows...

At the dinner table, Denisa ate while serving food for her mother.

The dishes she picked up were basically green vegetables and non-greasy side dishes.

"Old people are not in good health, and my mother has high blood pressure and diabetes for many years...you need to control your diet." She explained.

"Oh, I understand."

Yu Qing nodded.

Compared to last year, I saw this old man sitting quietly alone without saying a word.

This year he has indeed aged a bit, with bags under his eyes and a lot of gray hair.

The old man stopped eating after half a bowl of rice, then walked up the stairs obediently and closed the door.

"Shall we have a drink?"

Denisa took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

"Row."

Yu Qing didn't refuse either, the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve is here, so it's okay to have a drink.

Seeing each other nodding, Denisa gave them half a glass.

Yu Qing took a sip lightly, it was sour.

Anyway, he thinks red wine is just like that, it's not good to drink, it's not as good as Fat House Happy Water.

On the contrary, Denisa raised her smooth neck and drank it in one gulp without changing her expression.

As night falls, the lights are on.

In the deep city, the night sky lights up with various neon lights, and occasionally there are many brilliant fireworks that are launched into the sky.

Finished eating.

Denisa said: "Don't drive after drinking, I have a guest room."

"Uh, it's not a big problem, is it?"

"You can't drive after drinking. My father was involved in an accident while driving while drinking, and my mother also suffered from depression..." However, Denisa's face was calm.

"Ok."

Yu Qing was clever.

The other party has said so, and he can't help but give face.

It's not a dragon pool and a tiger's lair, why don't you just stay overnight... Two orphans and widows, how can they eat him?

In the evening, Yu Qing continued to read novels while lying on the big bed that Denisa helped to make up.

From time to time, I also receive various New Year greetings, from Liu Chang, Zheng Ji, Love Beast Brother, He Jiyin and others.

A piece of candy: "Master, happy New Year's Eve... I wish you a happy and healthy New Year in the Year of the Rabbit."

Leaving sadness: "Well, I also wish you a happy new year in the Year of the Rabbit..."

After swiping his phone for a while, maybe because he drank some wine, he didn't even make it to the zero o'clock watch, so he fell asleep and had a sweet dream.

In the dream, he, Tifa, and Alice lived and flew together, very happy.

……

The new year passed.

Everything is back to normal.

The old lady said: "Happy Chinese New Year, scraps of society! You have to work hard in the new year... After all, hard work, one slave, two strengths."

Anti-killing Run Tuyu: "Seeing your ugly face, I just want the donkey of my production team to give you a loving kiss!"

Under the Moon: "Why do people go to work?"

That sword style: "If you don't go to work, where do you go to earn money?"

Burning chest hair: "This forced class, didn't you just start yesterday, why do you still have to go today... I don't care if I don't, go home and play games!"

"White dragon horse, hooves facing west, followed by a group of big idiots..."

Yu Qing shook his head, ready to board the game.

The content of the game is not updated much, the PK of the PK, the brush map of the map.

Just then, a penguin window lit up that surprised him.

Rich: "Sad, long time no see."

Leaving sadness: "Uh, long time no see, too."

Yu Qing showed doubts, what is the president of the Soul Fighting Association suddenly looking for?

Rich: "As presumptuous as it sounds, I do have something I want to talk to you about."

Leaving Sadness: "You Say."

Rich: "That's right, I plan to step down as the president of the Soul Fighting General Guild...how about you taking over?"

Leaving Sadness: "Me?"

This time, Yu Qing was very surprised, and couldn't react for a while.

Although he bears the title of Guangnan Second Branch of Soul Fighting, he really can't pee in the same pot with them and a group of other branch members.

Rich: "I suddenly remembered a sentence you said to me at the time. I asked you what you have...and you answered, you have money."

In front of the computer, a burly man shook his head and laughed, recalling the scene of the conversation at that time, he still had a deep memory.

Now, with the development of DNF for more than two years, the game content has become more and more substantial, and the competition mechanism has become more and more perfect.

Their Soul Fighting Guild, in this era when all heroes are rising together, has already become a little bit out of the crowd.

He knew that this was no longer the barbaric era when he returned from the foreign service king, and it was time for him to be full of vigor.

In other words, it is no longer a PK version of the game, but a version that burns money for equipment and swipe pictures for racing.

Because, after the three national fighting competitions were held, although DNF officials have been giving full support, but due to the attention of the national server players to the PK competition, it is really not enough.

Just go to an Internet cafe and ask a player who is playing DNF, and you may not know who the champion of this year's fighting competition is...

He admitted that he was wrong.

With money, you can really do whatever you want.

Leaving Sadness: "Uh, if you put it this way, I'm a little bit rich."

Rich: "So, if you are willing, it is absolutely no problem to be the president of this Soul Fighting General Guild."

Looking at the current Soul Fighting Guild, although every region has good branch presidents, there is really no one who dares to compare with the No. trench in Guangnan.

Especially this year's Year of the Rabbit film, he watched it carefully.

He had to admit that the influence of the other party was beyond his imagination.

A rich player can gather most of the game masters currently on Aipai and 173 to complete a game New Year's movie.

He discussed with many people from the Soul Fighting Guild, and they all agreed that the other party took over the position of the Soul Fighting General Guild, and led the Soul Fighting Guild to continue.

After all, the tree is big enough to enjoy the shade, and the monkeys are scattered when the tree falls. In the game world, a local tyrant can really support the glory of the entire guild.

Leaving Sadness: "I'm a person who plays for fun, but I really don't like being in charge..."

Yu Qing thought about it carefully.

Before, he had this idea, to carry the banner of the first national guild in the national server, gain fame, and add a halo to his career as an anchor.

But now, with the accumulation of wealth, he has become the behind-the-scenes boss of the anchor platform, and even a hairy anchor...

Therefore, the president of the Soul Fighting General Guild is a bit weak.

Rich: "It's really nothing to worry about. In the online world, trivial things, you just need to use your reputation to set up the fighting spirit sign... I beg you for this matter."

Leaving sadness: "Really don't mind?"

Rich: "No need! There are many old people in the guild, and I will assist you for a while before retiring..."

Leaving Sadness: "Okay."

Yu Qing thought about it, since the other party had already said what he said, he agreed.

Anyway, there is nothing to lose, just take it as a cheap reputation for nothing.

Rich: "Okay, first of all thank you from the bottom of my heart."

After all, he made an announcement in the soul fighting group.

At the same time, the position of the group leader was transferred to the other party.

In the Soul Fighting General Guild, there was silence.

And Yu Qing, backhandedly pulled Liu Chang in and got into management.

Leaving Sadness: "In the future, you will stare at this group of guys, some rebels, those who question the majesty of the group leader, directly suppress..."

Yu Qing explained with a smile, why not just be a dog group leader, he is familiar with the road.

Yang Liu Yiyi: "Huh???"

In front of the computer, Liu Chang was stunned.

(End of this chapter)