No. 1943 Storm

The Imperial League does have its drawbacks.

But this drawback is not accidental.

Every team will have its problems when it reaches its peak.

This is especially true for the Imperial League.

Playing every game as if it were the last one is not just a passion, but also because the life span of the Imperial League team is not that long.

Let alone Yin Wuyao's age.

In addition, the current e-sports players are 18 or 19.

After the age of 24, the state will be worse day by day. This is cruel, but it is the most realistic.

In other words, the overall age of the Imperial League team is aging.

Not only Yin Wuyao, but also Lin Feng, Yunhu, and even Qin Mo.

Their professional e-sports careers will last at most two years.

What's more, long before the Asian Games, Lin Feng and Yunhu had thought about retiring.

After the collapse of the Lin family, they all relied on the company to support them.

Lin Feng seems to be naive, but in fact he has a stronger sense of responsibility than anyone else.

When the Lin family was doing well before, he could not care about anything and just be the young master of his compound.

Now it is different.

Lin Feng can sense it from the way he treats people and things.

It's just that on the surface, he doesn't care.

In fact, Lin Feng will never not take the responsibility just for the sake of playing games.

After winning the Asian Championship of the Supreme Alliance, he immediately started to run projects outside.

Yun Hu asked him out several times.

Of course, it was not a private appointment.

It was about the people in the compound getting together.

Lin Feng refused several times because he was busy.

Maybe the people standing next to Yun Hu saw something.

Several people were still in the teahouse, and one of them smiled: "Mr. Lin is really busy now. So, I'll make a call and just talk to him about the last cooperation."

As he said that, he dialed the phone in front of Yun Hu, and his purpose was to make Yun Hu happy.

Yun Hu held the tea bowl in his hand and didn't look at him.

But the man also understood that he couldn't hold it back and wanted to see people too much, otherwise he would never give him this face.

Lin Feng didn't answer the phone quickly. When his voice came over, it was accompanied by the sound of wind: "Jiahe, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I asked you to get together. You said we grew up in the same courtyard. It's been a long time since we last met. You played in the game before and said you should take care of your reputation. Now it's vacation, there's nothing wrong with staying together for a while." Song Jiahe is eloquent: "You're right to listen to me. I still have many opportunities."

Lin Feng glanced at the watch on his wrist and paused: "Okay, where are you?"

"The old place, the teahouse we used to come to." After Song Jiahe finished speaking, he also looked towards Yunhu.

Lin Feng talked less when driving, and after all, he was not in the team, so his personality was much calmer.

He didn't talk that much.

After all, this is the most taboo in the business world.

Say less and make fewer mistakes, say more and make more mistakes.

Because no matter what you say, as long as the other party is interested, they will find faults in your voice.

So in the business world, it is important to do more and talk less.

If Bo Jiu saw Lin Feng like this, he would probably be a little surprised.

However, people seem to be like this.

Having a multifaceted personality and a protective color is to better integrate into society.

The first thing Lin Feng saw when he walked into the teahouse was Yunhu on his left, and his steps paused involuntarily...

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