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"Can I say it’s inconvenient?"

Hearing Lu Liang’s words, Xiran was dumbfounded, her mind suddenly freezing, not knowing how to respond.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do? What is the aning of life? All her life experiences flashed quickly in her mind like a slideshow.

If it were soone else, she could make a joke about how inconvenient it was to co watch the match. But facing Lu Liang, one wrong word and she might ruin her career.

Lu Liang couldn’t help but chuckle, "You’re already here to watch the match, it can’t be inconvenient. Go ahead and ask any questions you have."

Little Wang glanced at Xiran’s delicate features, then at Lu Liang, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

If anyone claims to be second in terms of being a jerk, no one would dare claim first, yet the public always thinks he’s more of a jerk than Lu Liang.

Every ti he thinks of this,

He wants to hide in the bathroom and cry for a while.

Xiran snapped back, giving a playful glare, knowing Lu Liang was just joking, she felt relieved inside.

She took a deep breath, raised the microphone, and smiled as she asked, "Mr. Lu, are you also a player of our LOL?"

Lu Liang nodded slightly, "I used to play for a while, started from the S3 season, but I’ve been busy with work these past few years, so I haven’t played much."

Xiran asked again, "Are you a fan of the IG Team? Did you co specifically to Gwangju today to watch this match?"

Lu Liang shook his head, "Ca to Korea for so business, Mr. Wang invited over knowing I was here, so I thought I’d co and feel the excitent of the arena atmosphere since I had free ti..."

As the two engaged in a Q&A, the caraman on-site couldn’t wait to zoom in for a close-up, hoping more people would know that Lu Liang is a fan of their LOL.

However, the cara lingering extensively on Lu Liang inevitably attracted so dissatisfaction from uninford viewers, who felt that the organizers were intentionally favoring him.

"Who is this guy? What team’s legendary player is he? Worthy of such favoritism from the organizers? We ca to watch the match, not for his interview."

"Dude, have you gone dumb playing LOL? He’s Lu Liang! Even Samsung’s Li Zairong has to be polite to him, so it’s normal for the organizers to flatter him."

"Lu Liang, the founder of Tianxing Automobile and Tianxing Finance, who launched the unprecedented 300 billion US Dollar ABS several months ago, successfully raising 300 billion US Dollars, and last year’s Bitcoin rising from 2000 US Dollars to twenty thousand US Dollars, it’s rumored he was the major force behind it."

"No need for rumors, soone saw Zheng Xuanyi, the head of Hyundai Group, waiting in the scorching sun on the airport tarmac for over half an hour just to et Lu Liang."

"Hyundai Group managed to return to the top-tier financial conglorates by relying on the cryptocurrency trading platform, providing one-stop leveraged loan services."

The crowd chid in one after another, introducing Lu Liang’s past. It’s only been the last year and a half that he focused on the company’s developnt.

A couple of years ago, he was the biggest short in the international capital market, even the world-renowned Quantum Fund was defeated by him.

Let alone a re international tournant, even if Lu Liang wanted to acquire Riot Gas, Tencent might not be able to stop him.

"Once again, thank you Mr. Lu for accepting our interview. We wish you a pleasant match-watching experience today."

Xiran’s smile blood like a flower, bowing slightly, her long hair cascading like a night waterfall, as if stones dropped into a lake, creating waves of fragrance.

Before this, it was hard to imagine that soone as famous as Lu Liang could have such a genial personality.

Occasionally, he’d even tell a few little jokes, making the interview less dull and tedious.

If possible, she’d like to get in touch with Lu Liang, to understand better one of the three strongest post-85s on Earth’s surface, but unfortunately, the two teams are about to take the stage, and the match is about to start.

She could only retreat to the stage and continue hosting today’s event.

"I have her WeChat, do you want it?"

Little Wang suddenly asked. He was already resigned to it and got used to being with Lu Liang, a 100% win rate legendary marksman who’s just an unnoticed shadow.

"Can we et up tonight?" Lu Liang smiled as he looked at Xiran on the stage, who was introducing the team mbers.

With a high nose bridge and delicate features, she exuded both the competence of a career woman and retained an oriental charm. Her floral dress paired with the iconic "girl group legs," her hair and skirt mingling as she turned, balancing agility and elegance.

Her smile was bright like a top-notch Xiran version of Xiao Chen, though she seed smarter than Xiao Chen. He liked girls of this type.

"By saying this, you’re already interested. Even if it doesn’t work out, it has to work out," Little Wang said with a smile.

He already had a plan. As long as the team can advance to the finals, he’d use this victory to host a banquet, inviting players and comntators. Xiran would definitely co.

Lu Liang replied with a "hmm," not asking further.

Just like the phrase Zheng Xuanyi often said, as long as he had the interest and liked soone, any Korean female star could be at his beck and call, even if it doesn’t work out, it has to work out.

eting a girl was the sa.

As long as Lu Liang was interested, subordinates, partners, and friends would do their utmost to make their acquaintance happen.

The match officially started at 4:40 PM, following a BO5 format.

Yet, before eight at night, IG crushed their opponents with a 3-0 sweep, powerfully advancing to the finals.

At the mont the enemy base crystal exploded, Little Wang couldn’t help but stand up and punch the air, shouting, "Nice!"

The cheer sounded like a tsunami, echoing throughout the entire Gwangju Gymnasium, with countless people chanting, "IG is amazing!"

After fighting for eight years without a title, a team once held in high hope always fell in the semi-finals or quarter-finals, but this was definitely their closest chance to the championship.

On one side of the stage, Xiran’s face was beaming with excitent, like a little sparrow, swaying and hopping around.

She believed that every LPL participant was hoping for the region’s first championship.

Attempt after attempt, failure after failure, had worn away the patience of the region’s fans.

The player attrition rate was high, and the audience was decreasing year by year; they really needed this championship.

Suddenly, her attention was drawn to the front row of the audience; Lu Liang had a slight smile on his lips, clapping gently.

In stark contrast to Little Wang, who was waving his fists and faces filled with excitent, it seed as if the frenzy of the arena had nothing to do with him, isolated from the world.

"So aloof?" Xiran tilted her head, feeling puzzled, and suddenly Lu Liang noticed her gaze and gave a polite smile.

Xiran instinctively avoided Lu Liang’s gaze, her mind jumping with various thoughts. Is he smiling at ? Could he be interested in ?

If he pursues , should I agree? I heard that Lu Liang’s private life is quite ssy, maybe even has a kid? Is it true or false?

"Xiran, still in a daze? Hurry up and prepare for the post-match interview."

At that mont, a host wearing a qipao, glasses, and exuding an intellectual yet attractive mature female charm, ca elegantly over.

"Okay, Sister Shuang." Xiran shook her head, dispelled those ssy thoughts, and hurriedly went to the live broadcast room set up for the interview.

At the sa ti, Lu Liang also went with Little Wang to the backstage of the venue, where Little Wang enthusiastically introduced each player on the team.

"Tonight, just relax and enjoy yourself; I’ll cover all the expenses. Starting tomorrow, prepare fully for the finals!"

Little Wang promised all kinds of perks, including but not limited to cash, cars, and houses. As long as they could win the region’s first crown, there would be not only company rewards, but he would also personally take out a billion in cash as a bonus. Content originally cos from NovєlFіre

As night fell, everyone ca to a luxurious nightclub in Gwangju.

Besides the players of the IG team, there were also LPL comntators and hosts, as well as the main organizers of the S tournant.

Although everyone was about the sa age, in their twenties or thirties, their statuses were vastly different.

Little Wang was fine; after all, he would livestream now and then and interact with them, playing quite well together.

The key was Lu Liang, like a sun next door, radiating dazzling light, making it impossible for people to ignore, causing them to be cautious.

"Miss Feng, shall we go out for so fresh air?"

Lu Liang suddenly stood up, approached Xiran, having just learned her real na was Feng Xi.

Feng Xi was taken aback, glanced at Lu Liang, and instinctively looked at her colleagues who were secretly observing, hesitated, then nodded slightly, following Lu Liang to an open-air balcony.

"Wow, no way? Is Mr. Lu interested in Xiran?"

This scene was observed by dozens in the room, including the comntator group and event organizers, each having unusual thoughts arise.

Xiran herself, fluent in three languages and a talented graduate from Zhejiang Comms, had beco one of the female hosts for the S tournant in her first year entering the LPL.

Now, getting even Lu Liang’s favor, without Lu Liang even having to speak, just the pursuit, was enough for her to gain higher regard from the region’s managent.

Suddenly one or two turned their eyes to a corner of the room, looking at the intellectual yet charming mature woman-like host.

Sure enough, the leading hostess was about to change.

anwhile, Lu Liang guided Feng Xi to the open-air balcony, leaning against the railing, feeling the river breeze.

He poured two glasses of red wine, handed one to Feng Xi, and smiled, "Miss Feng, I like you, be my girlfriend."

"What?" Feng Xi’s eyes widened, her mind confused, her face filled with bewildernt.

They just t, with a total interaction ti of less than ten minutes, wasn’t this too rash?

Lu Liang smiled, took a sip of red wine, "We are all adults, why complicate simple matters."

He now preferred a straightforward, bold approach to dating, establishing a relationship first, and then moving directly to the next step, with feelings that could be developed gradually.

If she didn’t agree,

He wouldn’t waste any ti on her.

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