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"hehe."
As he patted Wang Chao's face, Wang Chao would shudder with each pat.
Seeing this, Shen Yan didn't try to scare him anymore. He took out his phone from his pocket and operated it for a while: "Wang Chao, although you are disrespectful to me, I am a magnanimous person."
"You've cooperated enough today, so take your things and leave."
After fiddling with it for a while, Shen Yan finally put the phone back in his hand: "If those people call again, let me know."
"I hope you understand that they are foreign forces, while you and I are in the country."
"Even if they help you, you'll probably be in no better shape when they arrive in the country."
I hope you will be a wise person.
As he spoke, Shen Yan reached out and grabbed Wang Chao's chin, looking him up and down: "Are you alright after this interrogation?"
"No...I...I'm fine."
Wang Chao quickly shook his head.
Actually, he only looked disheveled at most, and didn't seem to have suffered any real torment, as did the team manager next to him.
Little did they know that Zhang Long and his group had long since mastered the art of acting without leaving a trace.
There were no visible wounds on Wang Chao's body, but he was in pain all over.
It hurts.
"Don't try to tough it out. If anything's wrong, go to the hospital and get a proper checkup."
After showing his concern, Shen Yan got up and left.
Zhang Long, Zhang Feng, and others accompanied him.
"Boss... they... they're gone, are we... we're alright now?"
At this moment, the team manager came to Dynasty's side, trembling.
Seeing his frightened appearance, Wang Chao was furious and slapped him across the face: "Get lost! It's all your fault for messing with this huge mess!"
"If this weren't a society governed by the rule of law, I'd want to beat you up!"
"Boss...Boss, I was wrong..."
Covering his face, the team manager hurriedly knelt on the ground to admit his mistake. Wang Chao, leaning against the wall, stood up, looked at the person in front of him, and kicked him: "Get out, get away from me, you're fired!"
"I will make public what you have done for RNG over the years!"
After saying this, Wang Chao leaned against the wall and limped out of the tea room.
The team manager was left lying on the ground, watching the dynasty depart with despair in his eyes.
He knew he was finished.
Without a club to back him up, the professional players he's harmed through his own methods over the years won't let him off the hook.
Not to mention...
He himself is not clean either; he has taken plenty of kickbacks.
Being fired is the least of his worries; in this situation, he will likely face legal consequences and lawsuits.
...
"Idol, you're out?"
"Are you okay?"
At this moment, Bei Weiwei, who was sitting in the car downstairs from the teahouse, saw Shen Yan get out of the car and run away as if she had been relieved, but her eyes were filled with worry.
Shen Yan looked at her, shook his head and chuckled, "What could possibly be wrong? It's just a few minor issues, and it's all been taken care of."
He didn't want this to be told to too many people.
The main problem is that Shen Yan doesn't even know the other party's true identity.
To be honest, that's what piqued his interest.
Since that large-scale mobilization of the global network, Shen Yan has not encountered anything that interests him for a long time.
He decided that he must take a good look this time.
"call!"
Hearing his words and seeing his calm expression, Bei Weiwei finally felt completely relieved. She then looked at him with deep remorse, saying, "I'm so sorry. If I hadn't called you here today, you probably wouldn't have encountered all this..."
At this moment, Bei Weiwei felt extremely regretful.
I shouldn't have been called Shen Yan.
That way, the other party might not encounter these troubles.
Shen Yan smiled and ruffled her hair. Bei Weiwei didn't find it offensive and let her ruffle her hair.
"Don't say sorry, it's nothing serious, I'm not lying to you."
"Hmm... okay..."
Hearing this, Bei Weiwei felt much better. At the same time, she looked at Shen Yan and found that he really didn't blame her, so she finally felt relieved.
"Let's go, I'll take you back to school first."
"Ah."
Bei nodded slightly, then followed Shen Yan into his car.
As soon as he got into the car, Shen Yan saw the seatbelt strung between the headlights and couldn't help but marvel.
It has to be big.
It's been so long since we've seen such a grand spectacle.
Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Yan drove away, but this time, although he was driving himself, he was protected by Zhang Long and others in cars all around him.
Clearly, knowing that their boss was being targeted by unknown forces, they dared not be careless in the slightest.
The car was very quiet. Shen Yan looked ahead and held the steering wheel.
Bei Weiwei felt very awkward. This was her first time being alone with Shen Yan. At this moment, her toes were clenched and her fingers were constantly twirling.
Seemingly sensing the silence, she broke it and said, "Idol, I'm a little curious, why didn't you play professionally back then?"
"If you were a professional player, you probably would have won the LPL championship long ago."
Bei Weiwei thought for a long time, and could only think of this May 5.1st topic.
After all, this was the only point of intersection between her and Shen Yan.
"Play professionally?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Yan laughed and pointed to himself: "What's so great about playing professionally? Is it about making money within the rules set by others?"
"I prefer creating circles and setting rules rather than joining them."
A seemingly casual remark sent a jolt through Bei Weiwei's heart.
She just felt his gaze was too arrogant.
Create your own circle, set your own rules...
Throughout history, those who have achieved this have all been kings, nobles, and generals...
Thinking of this, Bei Weiwei turned her head and saw that Shen Yan's eyes were shining.
His thin cheeks looked as if they had been carved with a knife, his tightly pursed lips stretched into a stubborn straight line, and his brows always held a majestic, mountain-like air that commanded respect...
A true man stands tall and upright, like a mountain peak that never falls, his imposing presence shaking all directions.
A real man... is nothing more than this...
It seems that idols are just like that.
158 Bei Weiwei's Invitation, a Mysterious Organization
"Idol...."
After getting out of the car, Bei Weiwei put her hands behind her back and awkwardly approached Shen Yan's car window.
Her eyes darted away, her eyelashes trembled, and her fingers fidgeted restlessly.
Seeing this, Shen Yan guessed what she wanted to say, but couldn't bring herself to say it.
He didn't even have time to react before resting his elbow on the car, propping his chin in his hand, and looking at her: "Is there anything else, Weiwei?"
"I....".
"this...."
Stared at like that by him, Bei Weiwei became even more shy and speechless. Finally, she took several deep breaths before she spoke.
"Idol, I want to thank you for helping me this time, even though I've caused you so much trouble..."
"I...I'd like to treat you to a meal as a way of thanking you and apologizing. I wonder if you have the time...?"
After saying that, Bei Weiwei felt a burning sensation on her cheeks and quickly lowered her head to look at her toes.
Oh, sorry.
You can't see the toes.
"Please treat me to a meal."
Shen Yan chuckled lightly, pretending to think for a moment. He caught a glimpse of Bei Weiwei's nervous and expectant look out of the corner of his eye. After a while, he said, "Any time next week is fine."
"I still have some things to take care of these next few days."
"Okay, then I'll look for you, my idol, when the time comes."
"it is good."
"I'm leaving now, bye-bye."
"Bye-Bye."
Bei Weiwei left with light steps. After watching her return to school, Shen Yan closed the car window and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel.