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Xiao Zeyang was silent for a long time facing the title of the contract, and then focused his attention on the place where Party A signed the contract. The bright red official seal with the mag logo was shining brightly on the A4 page.
The main text was densely written in Song font size 4 for several pages. The content that should have seemed cold to Xiao Zeyang felt like it was exuding a warm temperature all the time.
But for the specific content above, Xiao Zeyang could only patiently read these two lines:
On the basis of equality and voluntary negotiation, Party A and Party B have first reached the following agreement on Party B¡¯s joining Miracle Act Gaming e-sports club (hereinafter referred to as "mag") "League of Legends" division S8 season professional league official team and other related matters
I didn¡¯t look at it any more after that.
Xiao Zeyang accurately remembers that the last time he signed a contract was when he first joined the youth training.
That day was the day Shen Zheng came over and handed him the contract in person. The process from reaching the agreement to the final signing only took about thirty minutes, but Xiao Zeyang still remembers it fresh to this day, even down to every detail and every word.
Because after all, Xiao Zeyang chose the path of e-sports himself, and this contract is equivalent to Xiao Zeyang personally pushing his future and development to a turning point of no return
This is tantamount to a gamble.
And now, Shen Zheng has come to hand over the contract again.
Shen Zheng is simply a little angel.
So no matter what, Xiao Zeyang finally won half of this gamble.
If you can be in the starting lineup, you will get your money back.
Xiao Zeyang picked up the pen from Shen Zheng's desk and placed it with a trembling hand on the column "Party B: ____". He couldn't help but regret that he didn't find someone to practice a handsome signature a week or two in advance. Come out, and then write a big stroke on the contract, and it will take off.
It is too late to say anything now. Xiao Zeyang, who has not held a pen for a long time, is like a primary school student who has just learned to hold a pen, writing his name on the contract one by one.
"There are two copies, please take the bottom copy."
After seeing Xiao Zeyang sign the contract, Shen Zheng wanted to give the contract to Xiao Zeyang, but was stopped by Xiao Zeyang.
"Wait a minute!" Xiao Zeyang called out and put the contract back on the table. "I want to take a photo first"
"You can take photos, but keep them in your phone and don't send them out randomly," Shen Zheng said, quickly turning the contract to the second page and pointing to the column "Confidentiality Agreement", "Look at it. Is it? You have an idea of ??how much liquidated damages you will have to pay if the starting lineup for the s8 summer season is leaked before it is announced."
"Then even my mother can't say it" Upon hearing this, Xiao Zeyang raised his head with some disappointment and put his phone back.
"Comrade, don't be in a hurry right now. One second, the official announcement of the starting lineup will be announced, and the next second, you'll be talking about whatever you fall in love with!"
Xiao Zeyang said nothing, lowered his head and thought for a while.
Indeed, there was no need for him to tell others at that time. The news had already reached the ears of those who wanted to know along the network signals that spread in all directions.
??For example, parents.
¡°For exampleLi Xiaoru.
Speaking of Li Xiaoru, Xiao Zeyang suddenly remembered what she had said to him before.
Although the heart-piercing feeling still exists, it doesn¡¯t seem to be as painful as it was at the beginning.
Time is really a magical thing.
"Hurry up, stop dawdling, and send it over to the headquarters while there are still people there."
Shen Zheng's impatient urging brought Xiao Zeyang's wandering thoughts back to his eyes.
"Oh okay" Xiao Zeyang nodded, picked up the contract and walked out quickly.
To be honest, Xiao Zeyang could clearly feel the joy in Shen Zheng's heart. Although he didn't show anything to himself deliberately, he still put on an air as before, but after all, the two of them were in contact with each other. After two years together, Xiao Zeyang understood some feelings even if Shen Zheng didn't talk about them.
It was completely dark outside. After leaving the youth training building, Xiao Zeyang trotted all the way to the headquarters. After asking the lady at the front desk where the Human Resources Department was, he went straight to the elevator and rushed to the seventh floor.
Looking at the numbers displayed on the elevator jumping up one by one, Xiao Zeyang's heartbeat became more and more uncontrollable.
He didn¡¯t even dare to doubt that he was now??¡°I missed such exciting news.¡±
"Ah -" Xiao Zeyang smiled, and suddenly remembered that someone seemed to have said before that the officials of today's event would come to each club to shoot a promotional video, and each club would be asked to have one or two representatives.
¡°Before, it was just two people, Jing Fan and Jin Qianchi, who made the film. Now that Jin Qianchi has retired, only Jing Fan is left.
Xiao Zeyang smiled, and after being silent for a while, he slowly lowered his head: "Jing Fan, thank you"
To be honest, Xiao Zeyang had been holding these five words in his mouth since he got on the elevator, but when he actually said them, the effect was not as satisfactory.
I always feel that it should be more sincere and affectionate.
Xiao Zeyang himself knew very well how much effort Jing Fan had wasted in getting his quota. No matter what the purpose was, it was not something Jing Fan should do.
Jing Fan smiled and curled his lips.
The deep and slender eyes narrowed into a straight line.
¡°That¡¯s all?¡±
Jing Fan's low questioning voice made Xiao Zeyang's heart tremble, and he couldn't help but start thinking quickly in his mind about what else he should say.
"Itreat you to dinner." Xiao Zeyang's expression was serious.
Although he knew in his heart that Jing Fan would not care about his meal. After all, after so many years of participating in various competitions at home and abroad, he had never tasted anything delicious.
But what¡¯s embarrassing is that with Xiao Zeyang¡¯s current financial strength, he really can¡¯t offer anything else besides a meal.
¡°If he wanted to earn tens of thousands per game like Jing Fan, then he would be willing to buy Jing Fan a car.
"What are you going to treat me to?"
What surprised Xiao Zeyang was that Jing Fan seemed quite interested. After getting off the elevator, he put his elbow on Xiao Zeyang's shoulder and tilted his head to ask.
¡°Anything is fine, you can choose any hotel in the entire Chengnan District, or even a sea view holiday!¡±
"How much does it cost for you to be in youth training for a month?"
""
??It seems like a sentence that is completely out of character, but there is a mystery hidden in it.
Although according to common sense, things like salary are absolutely confidential, especially among peers, Xiao Zeyang thought about it and felt that the amount of money he earned was really nothing to hide in front of a person like Jing Fan. , so he said: "Three thousand a monthbut Shen Zheng just gave me an increase of five hundred yuan last month."
"Then how much are you going to pay for me?" Jing Fan asked again.
"That five hundred increase should be enough"
Jing Fan couldn't help laughing, and reached out his hand to gently rub Xiao Zeyang's hair.
"You owe it first."
""
Jing Fan¡¯s voice was very small, as if he was lighting a cigarette, coupled with his deep eyebrows and faint expression
At this moment, Xiao Zeyang suddenly understood why Jin Qianchi fell in love with this person so much without hesitation.
"Jing Fan," Xiao Zeyang walked out of the elevator, lowered his head, and called Jing Fan.
"Um?"
"To be honest with you, I quite understand Jin Shen now"
"Huh?" Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't hear clearly.
"I think if I like boys"
"Maybe I have fallen into your pit a long time ago"
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