Spending the Male Lead’s Money to Change Her Fate

The two big men put down their phones, Huo Xun took the tea cup that the assistant had just brought in, and touched Lu Mingcheng: "Drink some tea."

calm down.

Lu Mingcheng didn't feel much.

He replied "OK" to Jiang Qiuyi and put down the phone.

Lu Mingcheng took a sip of tea before asking, "What live broadcast are they watching?"

Huo Xun: "Live the game."

He heard Li Miao mention some time ago.

Lu Ming paused slightly and looked at Huo Xun: "What game live broadcast?"

"Don't you know?" Huo Xun clicked on the mobile app and showed him a video clip: "Just watching a group of young boys playing games."

Lu Mingcheng stared at him for half a minute, then retracted his gaze.

"Interesting?"

"You don't understand." Huo Xun said: "Game live broadcasts are very popular now. Li Miao can give these broadcasters a lot of gifts every day."

"..."

Lu Mingcheng said "Yeah" for a while and said, "Qiu Yi doesn't like it very much."

Huo Xun: "Really?"

Lu Mingcheng nodded. He estimated that Jiang Qiuyi was to accompany Li Miao.

Just thinking about it, the phone was shocked again.

Lu Mingcheng picked up his mobile phone and took a look at the consumer bill.

[Your account 8888 spends 500,000 yuan at 16:15 on November 5th (*live top-up)...]

After reading it, Lu Mingcheng put down the phone with a blank face.

By the way, mute the phone.

He works and doesn't want to be disturbed anymore.

After filling up the money, Jiang Qiuyi and Li Miao sat in the car and clicked to start the live broadcast.

After drinking tea with Lin Shanshan and the others, Jiang Qiuyi received a call from Li Miao.

In the evening at the sports center, there was a live broadcast of her little idol's game, which was invited to participate.

Li Miao mentioned it to Jiang Qiuyi some time ago, saying that if he got the ticket, he would go to see it together.

The two hit it off and immediately asked the driver to send it over.

But it was still early and it was already cold outside.

Both of them are lazy and don't want to go out to have a hair dryer. They simply lie in the car to rest, and while lying down, make up for the missing live broadcasts.

Both of them love the white boys, who look very youthful and beautiful.

And watching other people play games, it's really decompressing.

Just looking hard, Jiang Qiuyi swept a lot of barrage.

She said "Oh", surprised: "My little idol fan is asking if he is going to play professionally."

"what?"

Li Miao came over and took a look, and said suspiciously, "No way."

Jiang Qiuyi didn't understand.

Li Miao pondered for a while, and whispered: "But it's normal. They have been doing game live broadcasts, and they are definitely not playing professionally."

Jiang Qiuyi blinked, "How do you say it."

"Men have dreams of heroes and champions. You little idol has good skills and is young. There must be a team looking for him and want to train him."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded as if he did not understand.

"But." Li Miao sighed: "Playing professionally can be more tiring than this kind of live broadcast, and it may not necessarily be rich."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi raised his eyebrows: "How can I say it."

Li Miao gave her an analysis.

"Because it is difficult for professional game players to get started. It costs money to buy all kinds of equipment. They may not be able to become famous and win the championship within two or three years. This is very time consuming.

Li Miao has read a lot, and naturally understands a lot more than Jiang Qiuyi.

"But it also depends on the team. Some e-sports teams are rich, and some are poor."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

She stared at the little idol in the video for a while, and said softly: "Then I hope my little idol has a good team."

"Ok."

When the two got off the car, many fans entered.

Jiang Qiuyi and Li Miao bought hand prints sold on the roadside and lined up to enter.

Their tickets are in the front row and they have a great view.

After sitting down, Jiang Qiuyi was still a little excited. This was the first time she came back to watch the live broadcast.

"When will they come out?"

Li Miao: "We have to wait a while."

A boy sat next to Jiang Qiuyi, and he glanced at her when he heard this, "This is the first time you came to see this?"

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned, "Yes."

The boy stared at her and Li Miao for a while, then whispered: "Rich lady."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

Before long, there were screams from the audience.

Jiang Qiuyi raised his eyes and saw his little idol appear on the stage.

Li Miao was so excited that he said twice: "Here is here!"

Jiang Qiuyi smiled, then raised his hand to cheer on his idol.

The boy next to him looked at and glanced at her banner: "Do you like Chen Fu?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Yeah."

The boy smiled, and said quietly: "Sure enough, his face looks good and there are many fans."

Jiang Qiuyi was silent, and retorted: "He also plays very well in the game."

Mainly, the hands are beautiful, the voice is very nice, and the whole person is clean and clean. Although he can also say some swear words, it is very different from other greasy boys.

The boy smiled, "This is true."

He said, "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"He is about to join the BBC team soon, and his future is worrying."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

She was silent for a while, and asked curiously: "Is the BBC team bad?"

"I can't say it's bad, it's very bad." The boys didn't know whether it was boring or what, and instilled a lot of news about e-sports game teams in Jiang Qiuyi.

For example, the BBC has no money, and the boss is a poor man. Although their team has been recruiting new people, all the people who have entered are unable to support Adou, none of them are powerful.

For another example, many people in their team ran away because they were too poor to see the sun.

…

After listening, Jiang Qiuyi was silent and asked: "Then why does he go?"

"It's better than doing live broadcast all the time." The boy mocked: "What's more, Chen Fu looks like an ambitious person."

Jiang Qiuyi agreed with this point.

She has watched Chen Fu live broadcast several times. He belongs to PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds and will not give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

"Then..." She was silent, with a special thought in her mind: "Are there no rich people to invest in the team?"

The boy said lightly: "Do you know how much money you need to invest in a team? As little as ten million, and as many as over 100 million is not necessarily the case, and there is no return in a short period of time. It is not someone who has too much money to spend. Make this investment."

Jiang Qiuyi's eyes lit up and looked at him: "How much does it cost to buy a team?"

Boy: "?"

Jiang Qiuyi changed his rhetoric: "Is it expensive to buy a ready-made team or a new team?"

"..."

After Jiang Qiuyi's problem came out, the boys ignored her again.

Jiang Qiuyi was at a loss.

She asked sincerely, not fake!

This live broadcast is of an entertaining nature. Not all people invited to participate in the game are full-time, and several of them are invited live broadcasters.

But even so, the game was very exciting.

Jiang Qiuyi didn't know how to say it. In fact, she didn't know much about games, but she was very passionate looking at it, and she felt like she was back in youth.

Looking at the young faces on the stage and the vigorous vigor in them, she felt that she was infected.

If possible, she really wants to hold her own idol.

The live broadcast ended and everyone left.

When Jiang Qiuyi and Li Miao were about to leave, the boy next to him suddenly said, "Different situations."

Jiang Qiuyi looked at him in surprise, "Are you talking to me?"

The boy nodded, handed her his business card, and said softly: "Actually, I am a retired professional player and I retired from the BBC."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Oh."

She glanced at the business card, and the boy's name was Qiu Jianbai.

"Hello there."

Qiu Jianbai looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Is the question you just had real?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "I'm not kidding."

Qiu Jianbai's eyelids twitched, and he slowly said, "If you really have ideas in this regard, we might be able to talk about it."

Qiu Jianbai came here today because he was actually looking for someone.

He can no longer play professionally because of a hand injury, but he still has a game dream.

Jiang Qiuyi and Li Miao glanced at each other, and said in deep thought, "I'm thinking about it."

She took the business card and said softly, "Consider contacting you."

Qiu Jian nodded his head: "You can also search for my information, I didn't lie to you."

"Okay thank you."

After separating from Li Miao, Jiang Qiuyi looked at Qiu Jianbai's business card.

She thought for a few seconds and searched the internet for his related information.

Qiu Jianbai really didn't lie to her. He used to be a professional player who was highly regarded by everyone, but because of an accident, he couldn't play games for a long time. Then he left the BBC and disappeared from the gaming world.

By the way, Jiang Qiuyi also found a lot of BBC information.

Statistics show that the BBC hasn't played a championship for a long time, and it hasn't played in various leagues for a long, long time. After entering, all the players left in disgrace.

This team is about to collapse.

After reading it, Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while and sent a message to Li Miao.

Jiang Qiuyi: [Do you know how to contact Chen Fu? 】Li Miao: [...Send him a barrage on the live broadcast platform? Or send him a private message on Weibo, telling him that you are the rich woman who gave him a gift. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [Good. 】

Li Miao: [Are you really going, what do you want to do? 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [I just searched the BBC information. I think this team is not very good. I want to ask if he has signed. 】

Li Miao: [...You won't be persuaded by the guy next to you, you really want to invest in the team. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [I do have this idea. 】

After all, apart from shopping, she didn't have any other place to spend Lu Mingcheng's money.

If I can protect the dream of idols in this way, she thinks it's pretty good.

Whether it can succeed or not, Lu Mingcheng is not bad anyway.

She just wanted to spend all of Lu Mingcheng's money!

Li Miao was defeated by her.

Li Miao: [Then I will also ask a friend to see how feasible this matter is. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [Good. 】

After exiting WeChat, Jiang Qiuyi didn't get too entangled. He clicked on Chen Fu's Weibo and sent him two private messages.

Then he clicked on Chen Fuchao's words.

She found that Chen Fuchao had quite a lot of fans.

There are more than ten thousand.

Jiang Qiuyi swiped it and found that many fans had posted screenshots of him playing games at night.

He was wearing a black jacket and looked a little cold, like a merciless killer.

In addition to Chen Fu's photos, many fans posted super chats.

――I heard that my son is going to the BBC, so don’t go to the place where you can eat people without spitting out bones.

――Hey, who can come to save my son, oh oh oh oh, can I still see your little handsome face when I go to the BBC?

-Fuck! I hate that I am not a rich woman. If I am a rich woman, I will buy the BBC now and let my son belong to me.

…

Jiang Qiuyi brushed it for half an hour and found that there were quite a few complaints about BBC.

Many people are talking to Chen Fu not to sign the BBC.

After reading it, Jiang Qiuyi was about to quit, and found that Chen Fu had actually sent her a private message back.

Chen Fu: [? 】

Chen Fu: [Are you the fan of "My husband is super rich" in the live broadcast room? 】

"My husband is super rich" is Jiang Qiuyi's ID name.

Her Weibo name is Jiang Xiaoqiu.

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [Yes. 】

Chen Fu: [Alipay, give it to me. 】

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [? 】

Chen Fu: [Return the money you sent, but I can't repay it all. The platform you sent is partly deducted, and the others can be paid back. 】

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [...You don’t worry that I lied to you, what if I am not that fan? 】

Chen Fu: [I read your Weibo, you don’t have to lie to me. 】

Jiang Qiuyi's Weibo was updated two days ago.

It was a photo with Li Miao in Paris. The two attended a dinner party. They were dressed exquisitely and beautifully, and they were all dressed up.

Chen Fu doesn't know him, but he is good at searching.

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [Oh. No, my husband is very rich. Those are the rewards for watching your live broadcast. 】

Chen Fu: [Too many. 】

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [...I really don't have to pay it back, it's not a lot. If you feel embarrassed, then you can answer me a few questions. 】

Chen Fu: [You said. 】

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [Did you sign a contract with the BBC, and are you going to play professionally? 】

Chen Fu: [I haven't signed yet, but I have this intention. 】

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [Then do you want to go to other teams? 】

Chen Fu: [? 】

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [I recently plan to invest or build a new team. I like your style of playing games. If you want, you can consider my team. 】

Chen Fu: 【……】

Jiang Xiaoqiu: [? 】

The question mark was sent, and Chen Fu didn't reply to her again.

Jiang Qiuyi brushed his cheeks and brushed the conversation between the two, and couldn't help thinking.

Chen Fu shouldn't think she is dreaming.

She thought for a while and added a note: [I'm really not a liar, nor daydreaming. 】

After arriving home, Jiang Qiuyi felt very frustrated.

This person didn't even believe her.

That night, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't sleep, the more he thought about it, the more angry he got.

Does she look so poor?

Lu Mingcheng felt the restlessness of the people around him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Qiuyi was silent, thinking that sooner or later Lu Mingcheng would know that he wanted to invest in a game team, so it was better to tell him first.

"I'm going to watch the game live broadcast with Miao Miao tonight and have an idea."

Lu Mingcheng closed his eyes and asked without emotion, "What do you think."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Do you think that people who play games are not so bad at work, they also have dreams."

Lu Mingcheng: "Yeah."

Feeling his perfunctory actions, Jiang Qiuyi decided to send him a heavy news: "So, I want to protect their dreams. What do you think of this idea."

"..."

Lu Mingcheng opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at her, "Are you serious?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Yeah."

She blinked: "However, I can only swipe your card to protect their dreams, do you agree?"

Lu Mingcheng stared at her for a long time, and saw the seriousness of her eyes through the light of the moonlight.

He pondered for a while, and said quietly: "It's up to you."

"Oh..." Jiang Qiuyi looked at him and asked with great precision, "Then you won't be angry?"

Lu Mingcheng said blankly, "No."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "That's good."

She thought for a while and hinted: "But they say that this kind of e-sports team has a lot of investment, ranging from ten million yuan to more than one hundred million yuan."

Lu Mingcheng said "um" very perfunctorily.

Jiang Qiuyi knew it.

He didn't take this ‘over 100 million’ to heart.

"However, I contacted my little idol at night, and after talking about this, he ignored me. Do you think he thought I was a liar."

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

He thought about it seriously, if it was him, he would think Jiang Qiuyi was a liar.

Still a foolish liar.

But this person is his Lu Mingcheng's wife, even if he feels that, he can't say that.

"Are you serious?"

Lu Mingcheng was silent for a long time before asking suddenly.

Jiang Qiuyi: "...If I'm not serious, will I tell you?"

Lu Mingcheng choked slightly, half-sit up and said, "Then you can ask him in another way."

"Wake up and talk about it." Jiang Qiuyi sighed, "I hope he didn't block me."

"..."

Lu Mingcheng said "Yes" and suddenly thought of Zhen Ping's call.

He thought for a while and shouted: "Qiu Yi."

Jiang Qiuyi had a meal: "Huh?"

Lu Mingcheng lay down again, and his voice was particularly clear in the night.

"In the future, you don't need to report to small things like investing, you do it if you want.

Jiang Qiuyi lay flat and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh. I am mainly afraid of your misunderstanding."

Although the two will divorce after a year.

But as long as the two are still husband and wife, Jiang Qiuyi will still remember that she is Lu Mingcheng's wife and will not have any other thoughts.

In terms of feelings, she has a severe addiction to cleanliness. Holding Chen Fu and spending money on the little idol is purely an attitude of appreciation.

Lu Ming accepted, raised his hand to wrap her waist, and patted her back: "Know, go to sleep."

Jiang Qiuyi was silent for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep with a light "um".

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Qiuyi saw the news from Chen Fu.

Chen Fu: [Sorry, the phone dropped the hot pot last night. 】

Chen Fu: [Are you serious? 】

Chen Fu: [If it is convenient, you can add a WeChat or phone to talk. This is my contact method. 】

Jiang Qiuyi replied "OK" to him and sent him a WeChat reminder.

As soon as it was posted, Chen Fu passed.

Jiang Qiuyi took the initiative to greet him.

Chen Fugui properly returned a message.

Jiang Qiuyi felt funny, she thought for a while, and asked him if he knew Qiu Jianbai.

Chen Fu: [I know, he sent me a private message. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [What do you think of him? I read online and said he used to play well in games. 】

Chen Fu: [Better than me. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [Don't belittle yourself so much, you just haven't received professional training. 】

Chen Fu: [. 】

The two chatted for a while and reached an agreement temporarily.

Chen Fu hasn't signed a contract yet, but if there is no change, he will sign within a week.

And Jiang Qiuyi had to decide within a week whether he really wanted to form a team.

If she really wants to do it, Chen Fu is willing to believe her once.

After talking with Chen Fu, Jiang Qiuyi called Li Miao.

"Have you asked?"

"I asked," Li Miao said excitedly: "I asked a friend of mine. He said that he knew a game blogger who went to a new team to play a career some time ago, but that team is very poor. The boss sees investment as a bottomless pit. Just about to sell the team."

Jiang Qiuyi's eyes lit up: "Is there any contact information?"

"Yes, I asked."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Okay, then I'll contact and see."

Listening to her happy tone, Li Miao rubbed his eyes and said, "Really?"

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "No kidding, I really want to buy it."

Li Miao: "Then buy it, Mr. Lu is not bad anyway."

"Ok."

Jiang Qiuyi moved very quickly. One morning, he made an appointment with the boss of the game team to meet in the afternoon for a detailed discussion. He also sent a message to Qiu Jianbai about the situation on her side, and invited him to meet and chat with him by the way.

She thought that professional teams all need coaches, and Qiu Jianbai's guidance should not be too bad.

When meeting with the boss in the afternoon, Li Miao and her friends accompany them.

Her friend is a rich second-generation who loves to play games. He can play all kinds of games every day.

With him, Li Miao can rest assured.

The meeting place is about the team base, by the way, you can also see the real situation.

When Jiang Qiuyi and Li Miao arrived, Qiu Jianbai's taxi arrived just in time.

After seeing two luxury cars not far away, Qiu Jianbai was slightly startled.

Although he guessed that Jiang Qiuyi was rich, he was still surprised.

Jiang Qiuyi didn't have any pretensions, said hello to him, and went in with him.

Inside, the boss, Mr. Wang, was already waiting.

Seeing the four people appear, Mr. Wang shook hands with Li Miao's friend Zhao Chen.

"Mr. Zhao, long time no see."

Zhao Chen said "Um" and pointed, "Talk about it, I'm just a companion today."

President Wang smiled, "Which is Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Hello."

President Wang looked at her, shocked, "You are?"

"Yeah." Jiang Qiuyi looked around and frowned, "Where are the other players?"

Mr. Wang was embarrassed and said: "They recently broadcast live until the morning in order to make money. They will still be resting."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded and saw the instant noodles on the table not far away: "Did your team not cook aunty?"

President Wang: "No, they like instant noodles."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

She looked at it and didn't ask any more.

After a quiet meeting, Qiu Jianbai said, "Since they are resting, should we go to a nearby cafe to talk?"

He said: "It will be more convenient over there."

Several people went to the coffee shop.

Jiang Qiuyi didn't think about spending more time with Mr. Wang, and asked bluntly: "Are you sure you want to sell the team?"

President Wang: "Of course."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Then you can make a price."

President Wang stared at her for a while, pursed his lips and said, "The players in my team are very..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qiuyi interrupted.

"Mr. Wang, I have understood before, you just talk about the price."

President Wang choked, and he said for a long while, "80 million."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

She smiled slightly and said seriously: "Mr. Wang is joking?"

Although she knows that the team is expensive, but she is not a fool.

This team has just been established, without any results, not many players, there must be potential stocks, but it's not worth the price.

President Wang smiled and said sincerely: "The base has a lease for more than half a year, so I will give it to Miss Jiang."

"No need to."

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at him, and said in a calm tone: "The conditions of your base are too poor and the place is too partial, I don't need it."

The smile on President Wang's face froze.

Qiu Jianbai listened beside him, a little like to laugh.

Zhao Chen smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, they are all acquaintances."

President Wang pondered and said, "70 million, the lowest price."

Jiang Qiuyi took out the materials he had compiled and handed it to him: "Mr. Wang, 30 million, I will buy it if you want to sell it. If you don't want to sell me to reorganize one, it shouldn't cost a lot."

President Wang was silent for a long time, looking at her: "How long will the money be paid?"

Jiang Qiuyi curled her lips and smiled: "The contract takes effect, and the money will arrive in the account immediately."