The Alliance's top brass, people like Wei Kaitai, couldn't help but smile crookedly when they saw this situation. A player like Chen Gu was simply a gift from heaven to the Alliance. Just look at him—he'd only been with the Alliance for a few days, and almost every match he was involved in managed to bring in a huge wave of attention!
As for whether it was real or fake, who cared?
The difference in vision between the executives and the grassroots on-site managers was immediately apparent.
It was only now that Gao Mengjiu, still groggy, called Chen Gu. "I drank too much last night and was sleeping soundly until Man Suling dragged me out of bed. My beard, oh my! It's true what they say, a daughter's heart eventually belongs elsewhere. What mess have you gotten yourself into again, you idiot?"
Chen Gu cursed, "How did someone as lazy as you become a top-tier agent?"
