After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 410 Dilemma

City S.

GT team base.

There were no windows in the basement, the vents were malfunctioning and making noise, and the lights were malfunctioning and flickered occasionally.

A week has passed since the disastrous defeat in the World Championship, and Zhu Jiajun and the rest of the team have returned to China.

At this moment, Zhu Jiajun was live broadcasting in the basement under tremendous pressure.

Ok.

As a professional e-sports player, the contract is not only about playing games, but also has many obligations, such as commercial activities and live broadcasts.

I have been working professionally for two years, and my results have been good and bad, and I have been scolded by many people, but I have never experienced such large-scale online violence. The live broadcast room has hundreds of thousands of views, and it is all curses. Even my own room manager is scolding me. .

There are over 40 private messages on Weibo, just like a space elevator, stretching as far as the eye can see.

reason…

Because he was teammates with Bath and lost the game.

Zhu Jiajun did not dare to turn on the camera and watched this feast from a distance of a screen.

Although his teammates are under great pressure, he is undoubtedly the biggest - because he is a jungler but does not play in the bottom lane.

For a time, he became the target of public criticism.

"Stinky white pig! Why don't you protect the god on the bottom lane!?"

"What's the use of worrying about being forced to go on the road all day long!?"

"Please point out why the worst jungler in the league is AT..."

"Don't you just hate God for coming back, stealing your shooter position, and deliberately making small moves in the World Championship? It's disgusting. He's ugly, but he's so bad!"

All kinds of conspiracy theories came out.

After all, the original shooter of the GT team was Zhu Jiajun, but he was snatched away by Bath's comeback. He first sat on the bench for a while, and then switched to jungle.

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense! I tried my best!"

"The version has changed. This is not the version of the bottom lane. Moreover, there will be no new heroes in Bath. It will fall into a natural disadvantage and cannot help."

"According to the version change, you should play in the middle and upper jungle, and resist pressure in the bottom lane."

Although the camera is not turned on, there is still a microphone.

Zhu Jiajun tried to explain to the audience and was sincere.

however.

The average audience rank is no more than Silver, who knows?

Hearing Zhu Jiajun speak, the black men were even happier, yelling that he was in a hurry, he was in a hurry, and scolding him even more excitedly.

This kind of stuff is really interesting.

When a group of people scold you, if you choose to remain silent, they will say that you are thick-skinned and shameless; if you choose to break your defense, they will say that you have a poor mentality and are not worthy of playing professionally.

Either way, it's death, it's a three-dimensional defense.

Just when Zhu Jiajun was on the verge of collapse, someone knocked on the door.

As if seeing a savior, Zhu Jiajun quickly stood up and opened the door.

The visitor was team manager Guo Zhun. He looked at the haggard Zhu Jiajun and said with a cold face: "Let's go. The boss is waiting for you in the office on the third floor. He has something to say to you."

"Ah."

Zhu Jiajun is actually tired. After playing professionally for two years, he feels unprecedented fatigue and self-doubt.

Before meeting his boss, he thought of two ways out. The first was to take a break and stay away from the e-sports circle; the second was to change teams, change the environment, and continue competing.

The reality is very cruel.

Yao Cheng, the boss of this all-Chinese class, had no expression on his face when he saw Zhu Jiajun coming in; when he saw Zhu Jiajun was about to sit down, he immediately turned against him.

"Who gave me a seat?!"

"Ah...I'm sorry, boss."

Zhu Jiajun didn't think so complicatedly. He just thought that the boss was not satisfied with losing the game, so he was angry.

He didn't sit down, he just stood there like a loyal servant.

Yao Cheng pondered for a while, then got straight to the point and said: "AT, you will not be a starter next season. No matter which position you are in, we will not use you."

AT, this is Zhu Jiajun’s player ID.

Zhu Jiajun had already expected this result.

Zhu Jiajun thought for a moment and said, "Boss, I want to take a break."

Just when Zhu Jiajun naively thought that the other party would agree, Yao Cheng's face darkened, he took out a contract and said viciously: "Rest? You signed a five-year contract for me, and it's only the first year now! How can I qualify for a rest!?"

"But... you told me when we signed the contract - we are all our own people, we don't lie to our own people, and we can discuss anything."

"Ha." Upon hearing this, Yao Cheng stopped pretending, showed a fierce look on his face, smiled jokingly, and said: "That was then, and now is now, who is your friend?"

"Read the contract yourself!" After saying that, Yao Cheng threw the contract away.

Zhu Jiajun picked it up and took a look. The more he looked at it, the more shocking he became. Especially the additional clauses on the last page of the contract are more overbearing than the last. Why didn't I pay attention when I signed the contract? I trusted the club too much.

According to the contract, if he is not a starter, he does not have an annual salary of one million, but only a guaranteed monthly salary of 3,000.

If the monthly live broadcast does not meet the required turnover, money will have to be paid to the club.

In fact, there was an oral agreement regarding the terms of the live broadcast, that is, the union would use part of the turnover, which was basically sufficient and would not violate the contract.

Now, it should not be brushed.

"If you don't want to stay in our team, then you have only two options. First, other teams will bid to buy you out; second, you will pay the termination fee yourself!"

Zhu Jiajun knows one thing in his heart - with his current reputation, no team will want him for the time being.

Terminating the contract is the right solution.

He had the last glimmer of hope and asked, "How much is the termination fee?"

"Ten times your first-year signing fee."

This sentence fell on Zhu Jiajun's mind like a bolt from the blue.

His annual salary was one million in the first year. Ten times that, wouldn’t that be 1000 million?

Seeing that Zhu Jiajun was down, Yao Cheng was probably afraid of pushing the honest man into a panic, afraid that he would do something stupid. This kind of pariah would die, and he was afraid that he would do something to him. He said in a gentle tone: "Don't blame me, it's you who let him do it." I have suffered too many losses. The scandal in the middle of the year forced me to pull out the bathroom to put out the fire, and I spent a lot of money; now the top 16 results have greatly reduced the reputation of our club."

"Oh…"

this moment.

Zhu Jiajun actually felt guilty, feeling that he had harmed the club, and wanted to stay and atone for his sins.

He has this kind of self-blame personality and likes to blame himself for problems.

……

After Zhu Jiajun went out, he took a few steps and wanted to take another look at the contract.

He sent his own contract back home, and it was inconvenient to read it here, so he could only read the boss's contract.

Unexpectedly.

Just as he walked to the door, he heard Yao Cheng and Guo Zhun's laughter.

actually…

The soundproofing of the office is good, but when Zhu Jiajun just went out, he was absent-minded. The door was not closed, but was just ajar, so the sounds inside could be heard.

"Hahaha, I've lost money. Do you believe it? Guo Zhun."

Team manager Guo Zhun said with a smile: "Boss, your acting skills are so realistic. If you didn't understand the club's operating conditions, I would have thought you had lost money."

In fact.

GT Club, despite its poor performance in the world championships, has made a lot of money this year. Thanks to Bath's comeback, marketing has been booming, and endorsements and peripheral purchases have followed one after another.

A world championship would be nice.

But marketing champions are the most valuable.

Bath will not be affected by this year's defeat. He took a year off and entered the World Championship in his first year back. It was a good start. Although the points in the spring split were gained by AT, fans didn't care.

With Bath’s popularity, it will make a lot of money next year.

Zhu Jiajun took the blame this year alone.

This plan is perfect.

"These stupid boys talk about their dreams every day. In the final analysis, they just help me make money... I have to thank you, Manager Guo. If you hadn't tricked that boy Zhu Jiajun, we would have really not been able to get him down and let Bath be justified. Comeback.”

"Zhu Jiajun is so stupid. He helped me count the money after he was sold." At this point, Guo Zhun probably still had some conscience and asked: "Boss, do you really want to trap him for four years?"

This guy has a bad reputation. For a while, no team wants him, and he can't afford the termination fee.

If the contract is stuck like this, this young man will probably be useless.

"First let him spit out the money he earned from me in the past two years, tighten up his live broadcast performance, and make enough deductions, and then throw him to the secondary league to fend for himself... Really, everyone is too stupid, especially This kid Zhu Jiajun, if someone like him wants to be the protagonist, there is no way."

"it is good."

Hear this.

For a moment.

Zhu Jiajun really wanted to rush in and beat these two people up.

Once hit, it will be even more troublesome.

Better calm down.

He could only turn around and go back to the basement step by step. Sure enough, a person like him could never become the protagonist, he was just someone else's toy.

Just as Zhu Jiajun was about to open the basement door, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.

Caller ID - Anting.

(End of this chapter)