[Esports] Team Leader Xie, your mid laner is causing trouble again.

Huo Youheng looked up at Li Zhao's expression and immediately understood what had happened, his squatting motion on the ground pausing slightly.

The next second, he casually straightened his tie as he stood up, turned around to face the crowd, his expression returning to its usual cold and stern look, and uttered two words indifferently:

"They're here."

A qualified subordinate knows when to play dumb.

RAK and his group immediately relaxed, as if they hadn't seen or heard anything.

Song Bo took the lead in replying, "Thank you for the treat, Mr. Huo. I brought my juniors here to introduce ourselves."

Huo Youheng nodded regally and gestured for them to sit down.

When they took their seats, the two Omegas were naturally seated together.

As Li Zhi sat down, she vaguely glimpsed the landlady subtly pinching the boss's waist under the table.

However, President Huo's expression remained unchanged, and he even smiled slightly.

Li Zhi: "..."

He silently looked away, pretending he hadn't seen anything.

After we were seated, the waiter quickly brought out the dishes, each one exquisite and beautifully presented.

Huo Youheng started acting like a boss, using serving chopsticks to pick up food while asking Song Bo about the team's basic matters.

The atmosphere quickly relaxed, and everyone started chatting in small groups.

While Huo Youheng was talking to Song Bo, his hands were not idle.

He skillfully picked up the shrimp from the plate, removed the heads, peeled the shells, and deveined the shrimp. His movements were fluid and efficient, showing that he was a skilled worker.

A small bowl of tender white shrimp was quickly piled up, and he slowly pushed it in front of Li Zhao.

Li Zhao immediately replied sweetly, "Thank you, honey!"

A very sweet couple.

Li Zhi watched with great interest, as if she were watching a modern idol drama, and the corners of her mouth even unconsciously turned up.

The contrast between Mr. Huo's powerful and influential exterior and his submissive and obedient interior in front of his wife is indeed captivating.

He was engrossed in watching when he felt a slightly shadowy gaze from beside him.

Kuriyuki turned her head.

Xie Jichuan was looking at him with resentment.

Alpha's eyes were full of accusation, and then he gestured for Li Zhi to look at the plate in front of him.

There were also peeled shrimp on the plate, piled up plumply together.

Why did he peel the shrimp but not have a sweet smile?

Li Zhi thought for two seconds and then suddenly realized.

Is Xie Jichuan also trying to get the same treatment as the landlady?

He imitated President Huo's mannerisms, picked up a shrimp with its shell on, peeled it in a few quick movements, and then neatly tossed it into Xie Jichuan's bowl.

"Eat."

Xie Jichuan: "..."

He stared at the pitted shrimp in the bowl, remained silent for a moment, then picked it up, put it in his mouth, and chewed it expressionlessly.

I can't even understand what he means.

Pig head.

fool.

The main event only began near the end of the meal.

Huo Youheng wiped his mouth with a napkin, then slowly took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Song Bo.

"After the competition starts, the team will give each player a bonus of 50,000 yuan for every game they win."

RAK members: ?

The air was silent for half a second, and then everyone's eyes lit up immediately.

Jiang Xingle couldn't help but interject first: "Really, boss? Even if we win the championship with a perfect record, it'll still take more than ten matches!"

Song Bo quickly took the card and put it in his pocket, then pretended to be serious:

"Yes, how could we let President Huo spend so much money?"

Ling Wang, sitting to the side, nodded: "Indeed."

Huo Youheng waved his hand dismissively, his tone as if he were talking about a trivial matter:

"The Huo family doesn't rely on you to make money. Just play around and have fun. The reward for winning the championship is another matter."

Sitting next to him, Li Zhao nodded with a smile, her voice soft and gentle:

"That's right, he invested in your club because I like watching the games, so don't feel too much pressure."

RAK and his group were instantly overwhelmed by the double encouragement of money and tenderness.

A match costs 50,000, and winning the championship with a perfect record would bring in hundreds of thousands.

This number kept swirling in my head, making me feel lightheaded.

Even after returning to the base, the group felt as if they were still walking on clouds, with no sense of reality beneath their feet.

Liang Shoucheng didn't go to the dinner party. He stood at the corner of the stairs, holding a teacup and training materials, watching the greedy looks on the faces of the young men below, and shook his head with a smile:

"You little rascals, starting today, begin your daily training. Don't let Mr. Huo down."

After a hearty meal and drinks, and with the night not yet ending in 10 p.m., these esports players are at their most energetic.

Upon hearing this, the group went back to their rooms to tidy up, changed into comfortable clothes, and then rushed into the training room.

The first day of training didn't have a strict plan; it mainly involved practicing some basic operations and getting back into the swing of things.

Xie Jichuan was making a phone call outside, his voice faintly coming from the other end of the corridor, not very clear through the door.

Li Zhi sat alone in the training room practicing last-hitting minions. On the screen, minions fell one after another, mechanically repeating the same pattern, which was very monotonous and boring.

He yawned.

With the idea that every little bit of money counts, he decided to start live streaming.

To prevent other people's voices from being accidentally picked up, he didn't even turn on his live stream microphone.

After asking and answering their own questions for two minutes, the viewers in the live chat finally realized something was wrong.

【Seriously? I've been doing this one-man show for ages and you haven't even turned on your mic?】

[Sir, I have no idea what's wrong with you.]

[Streamer, you're going too far! Not only are you not turning on your camera, but now you're not even saying anything?]

[I came from the forum... so is this Lychee just trying to ride the wave of popularity?]

[Seriously? The person who posted the thread on the forum deleted it and apologized, so why are there still mindless trolls sticking up to criticize them?]

[Am I a mindless hater? I'm putting this out there: if what's said on the forum is false, I'll go downstairs naked and run ten laps.]

Li Zhi glanced at the comments and paused in her last-hitting action.

He paused the training camp, returned to his computer desktop, and created a new TXT document.

The white mouse finger paused for two seconds before renaming the document to "Some Dog Barking".

【？？】

[What does this mean? Did you transition from a game streamer to a learning streamer?]

[Upstairs, have you ever seen a livestreamer imitate a dog's bark?]

Amidst the confusion of the comments, Li Zhi opened the document and copied the comment and ID that had just threatened to run ten laps naked downstairs.

Wait, wait, what is this? Is it the King of Hell's Notes?

[Heh, so what if he just makes a note of it? I'll say it here: if any of the forum posts are false, I'll do a handstand and dance to Pamela Reif live on stream.]

[If you're thinking of committing suicide, just say so. Don't make excuses.]

[Watch out, upstairs! The streamer might write this down for you.]

【Hehe, I'll write it down.】

Li Zhi immediately carried out the order.

He also copied the person's ID and that comment into the document.

【……】

Stop being stubborn, are you scared?

【……】