Chapter 328: Well Prepared

Remember, you just owe me one thing, okay?

Fu Lan Duo said carelessly.

Liang Yan then continued:

So you keep your word, right?

Once I speak, not even four horses can pull it back.

Then it's settled.

Liang Yan lifted a roll of snowflake beef from the pot, dipped it twice in the sauce bowl, and before putting it in his mouth, said:

Then let's team up with me.

……

The two opposite them exchanged a glance upon hearing this, finally understanding Liang Yan's intention.

Fu Lan Duo put down her chopsticks, took a tissue and wiped her mouth:

So it's a Hongmen banquet; talking about this is boring, I'm leaving.

Don't rush.

Liang Yan pressed down his hand, also putting his chopsticks down.

Fu Lan Duo sat down again. Liang Yan thought for a moment, then asked:

Why don't you want to leave the Snake Team?

Fu Lan Duo picked her teeth and stayed silent.

Gangzi hesitated a moment, then said:

If we leave, the Snake Team will be gone……

Liang Yan didn't want to talk about these empty things; the world keeps turning regardless of who's missing, except for families bound by blood. People's sense of belonging is actually a product of subtle influence and self-motivation—for example, when an assembly line supervisor says a few kind words, the workers tightening screws below really feel they're awesome; if this line were short of me, I couldn't stand it…… Actually, then?

The same goes for teams.

Liang Yan never thought that without him, G2 couldn't function; although the team's strength dropping is inevitable, the team would continue operating normally, and if it ever truly disbanded, it would definitely be because Ka Lao Si didn't want to continue, not because someone was missing.

Of course, Liang Yan wouldn't directly say you're overestimating yourselves; with your current level of maturity, you still couldn't accept that.

He chose to reason with them:

Let me ask you a question: do you feel Snake treats you well, with management like family?

Uh…… that's indeed pretty good.

That was said by Gangzi.

Fu Lan Duo still didn't speak; this guy is actually quite stubborn.

Liang Yan then said to Gangzi:

Then I ask you, did you receive the prize money for the World Championship top eight?

Uh…… no. But each person got a bonus!

How much?

Twenty thousand!

RMB, right?

Right, not bad!

Not much? Liang Yan laughed.

The global finals prize pool is over five million US dollars; the top eight can get 4%, which is over 200,000 US dollars, which comes to over one million RMB. G2 splits the prize among ten people, with the boss taking none. You have fewer people than us, but even if we calculated the same ten-person split, each would get at least tens of thousands.

Gangzi froze.

He had never calculated this before.

Only when Liang Yan clearly calculated it in front of him did he realize, 'Holy crap, the prize money is actually that much?'

It's almost half a year's salary!

Zuowu kept saying the club was dirt poor, that for a better future everyone should grit their teeth and hold on, that good days were coming later, that the salaries given to everyone were low, and among the dozens of teams in the LPL, they were basically the lowest tier.

Liang Yan hadn't specifically looked into Snake's salary levels, but had heard some rumors here and there, combined with what he'd seen over the past half year, he could basically guess Snake's situation to about eighty or ninety percent accuracy; most importantly, before coming, Liang Yan had inquired about Snake's situation from Lu Wenjun.

He came well prepared.

Let me ask you one more thing.

Liang Yan unhurriedly glanced at Luxuanjun and Gangzi,

Do you know how much salary your foreign aids get?

Gangzi hesitated and shook his head:

I don't know; they said this is a confidential item, and privately we're not allowed to inquire about each other, otherwise it'd be a breach of contract.

That's the rule, no mistake.

But why is there such a rule?

Liang Yan smiled:

I just asked Boss Lu of VG. I'm not sure how much your Korean aid gets, but the Vietnamese jungler you just recruited, Boss Lu told me a number.

How…… how much?

The annual salary is not less than seven figures.

No way!

Gangzi was shocked.

Liang Yan picked up his phone and directly sent his conversation with Lu Wenjun to the group.

Lu Wenjun's original words were:

I don't know the exact number, but they're the ones competing with a North American team for a foreign aid; over there, foreign aids are paid at least ten thousand US dollars a month. Although Sofm is not a Korean foreign aid, his reputation in the circle is actually not small; I estimate Snake Team's opening bid should be over one million. I haven't looked into their mid laner; do you want me to ask?

Gangzi stopped speaking.

Luxuanjun's expression also turned grim.

Liang Yan's character is trustworthy; they definitely wouldn't photoshop a picture to deceive them.

The fact is still so heartbreaking, making them feel terrible.

You should know, even Gangzi's current annual salary hasn't reached seven figures. And when they signed the contract back then, Gangzi was actually the team's core, the core of a 'four protect one' setup.

Fu Lan Duo's is even lower.

If the mid lane Tank's salary is higher than theirs, they could accept it, after all Korean imports are inherently expensive, and moreover the mid lane is the highest-valued position among the five.

But…… flirty fans…… jungle…… and no solid achievements……

What the hell?!

People don't worry about scarcity but about inequality; the two instantly felt unbalanced.

Extremely unbalanced.

Because it really makes no sense.

"I'll go ask."

Fu Lan Duo stood up and walked out.

"Sorry, bro……"

Gangzi apologized to Liang Yan with an embarrassed smile and hurriedly chased after them.

Liang Yan also got up to pay the bill, left the doorway, and the two were already nowhere to be seen.

This hot pot meal ended on an unpleasant note.

But Liang Yan believes the outcome will be good.

However, Liang Yan originally thought it would take another two days for the results, but he didn't expect that Luxuanjun would speak up in the group that very night.

@Post-20s Jungle, do you have a place to stay?

Liang Yan had just finished showering and came out, saw the message, and replied immediately:

【I'm at VG Ji Di, want to come?】

Fu Lan Duo: 【……Never mind, we'll go find a hotel】

Liang Yan: 【What are you running around for in the middle of the night? I'll get a car to pick you up, just wait】

Then Liang Yan immediately called Lu Wenjun.

……

Around ten o'clock at night.

Under the dim streetlamp, two lackeys each had a colorful snakeskin bag slung over their shoulder, standing by the roadside shivering.

A Panamera pulled up ahead.

Lu Wenjun parked the car, then hurriedly opened the door and got out:

"Oh my, it's so cold, why are you standing here waiting? Get in the car, quick!"

Liang Yan also got out from the back seat to help with the luggage.

"Any fragile items?"

"Two mice……"

"That's fine; if they break, just buy new ones."

Liang Yan grabbed a snakeskin bag in each hand, and after Lu Wenjun opened the trunk, he flung them in with a clatter; Gangzi's eyelids twitched a few times, feeling sorry for the mouse he'd used for almost two years.

Then the two got into the back seat in silence.

Lu Wenjun glanced at Liang Yan with a smile and sighed contentedly.

Liang Yan smiled, said nothing, and took the passenger seat.

Lu Wenjun then got in the car, the engine restarted, he made a U-turn, and drove toward VG Ji Di.