After divorcing my celebrity wife, I became the world's richest person

Chapter 363 Reasonably Debunking Rumors

Hu Naichao was somewhat embarrassed, as he was the one who had poached players just before the game, breaking the rules of the competition.

And yet, he still lost.

Now that the game was over, and Chen Yu had come to settle the score, he really had nothing to say for himself.

"I always thought that Mr. Chen was just a professional businessman, but I never expected you to play esports so brilliantly," he said.

A smirk formed at the corner of Chen Yu's mouth.

"When you're in this world, you can never have too many skills, the more you know, the better—it could save your life in a critical moment! But Mr. Hu, you went a bit too far, poaching from my team?"

Hu Naichao's breathing became rapid, after all, he was in the wrong and couldn't justify his actions.

"Mr. Chen, just give it to me straight, how do you want me to die?"

Chen Yu snapped his fingers at a waiter nearby.

"Could you help us get a bigger private room? Both teams would like to have a meal and ease the tense atmosphere."

The players from both teams widened their eyes when they heard this.

The game just now had set them at each other's throats, and with Mao Xiaolong's betrayal, their feelings were in utter turmoil.

And now they were supposed to eat together? How could they possibly swallow their pride?

Since Chen Yu had spoken, the players couldn't say much, so they followed him to a larger private room.

Both sides still looked ready to go to war with each other, harboring some hatred.

Mao Xiaolong sat with his head hung low, not saying a word.

He was just a seventeen-year-old boy, after all, with an immature mind.

At his age, it's the golden period for an esports player, and he wanted to maximize his value.

Seen in that light, he hadn't done anything wrong, but deserting his team at the last moment was a moral issue.

Chen Yu didn't bother with any of that and took the seat at the head of the table, then pushed a contract forward.

"Mr. Hu, in the esports industry, you are a veteran with a team under your command that's achieved world-class rankings for several years, while I am just a newcomer to the field, looking to control a team and compete on the world stage. There are some aspects in which I still need to rely on you, Mr. Hu."

Hu Naichao's eyes widened in disbelief. He had thought Chen Yu came to seek retribution, but it turned out to be a proposal for cooperation.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure you want to cooperate with me?"

In any other company, this issue wouldn't be settled without a lawsuit.

Chen Yu nodded his head, "These kids, the youngest only thirteen or fourteen, the oldest eighteen or nineteen, are risking their youth for a chance to succeed in this industry. There's no need to destroy their futures because of a business rivalry between us."

Those calm words immediately elevated the situation, and the esports players present began to look at Chen Yu with admiration.

Especially Mao Xiaolong!

He had switched sides at the last minute, hoping to prove himself with a flawless game, but ended up losing miserably.

If the two sides went to court over this, his career would be over, and he might even have to pay back the money he had earned at Tong Group.

Hu Naichao's breathing quickened as well. He quickly looked over the contents of the contract and immediately signed his name.

"Mr. Chen, we could add one more clause to the contract, starting today all three teams under me will be transferred to your name, and I'll just be the vice-manager," he offered.

Chen Yu shook his head, "Cooperation is cooperation, our positions are equal, and besides, we'll need to use this later as a story for the media. Otherwise, we won't be able to calm down today's incident."

Hu Naichao nodded repeatedly, realizing that he had been superficial.

Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the door as Mao Xiaolong's multitude of fans crowded the entrance, lifting banners and shouting loudly.

"Mao Xiaolong, why did you betray your teammates, betray your original team?"

"Has your skill level declined? How can you not beat an amateur making his debut?"

"Were all your past skills and achievements simply boosted by your teammates?"

"You must give us fans an explanation."

...

The chattering noise was giving everyone a headache.

When the number of fans increased, the quality varied greatly, with good people as well as bad ones.

The good ones might pay attention to what had actually happened to their idol, while the bad ones would think in all sorts of directions.

Now, there were all sorts of people saying various things below the building, and with a large number of news media gathered, if the situation wasn't resolved, who knows what news might spread by tomorrow.

Chen Yu directly pulled Mao Xiaolong and Hu Naichao out the door.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you may not know, but I had already reached a cooperation agreement with Boss Hu long ago, and today's match was a last-minute decision," he said.

The scene immediately quieted down, with all eyes focused on Chen Yu.

Even a few citizen journalists shoved their microphones in Chen Yu's face.

Chen Yu didn't care about that; he simply picked up a microphone from the side.

"Tong Group and Boss Hu's team will merge starting today. Today's match is actually a sort of trial run, with Mao Xiaolong temporarily transferred over. As an esports player, he naturally must follow his boss's arrangements," he explained.

This rationale seemed to clear Mao Xiaolong, and the massive crowd of fans on site immediately quieted down.

In their eyes, as long as Mao Xiaolong wasn't someone who turned coat at the last minute, that was enough.

After observing the situation on site, Chen Yu cleared his throat.

"Perhaps today's decision was a bit rushed, resulting in Mao Xiaolong's unstable performance, which gave me, a rookie, an opportunity! Moreover, my teammates have been playing with Mao Xiaolong for no less than three years; they are too familiar with his playstyle," he continued.

At this point, Chen Yu intentionally paused.

By now, he had completely pulled Mao Xiaolong out from the center of the public opinion storm.

As for the rest, it would only take a press conference to clear everything up.

The rowdy crowd quickly calmed down, dispersing one after another.

The multitude of news media also found it uninteresting and left one by one.

They originally thought they would find something explosive to report, but it turned out to be nothing more than prior teamwork between two merging teams.

It was simply that the match was hasty, and no clarification had been given to the general public, leading to misunderstandings.

This type of news would at most result in a single report; there was no need to take up too much bandwidth.

Chen Yu let out a long sigh of relief and then led everyone back to the restaurant.

Mao Xiaolong, who seemed to be under a great deal of emotional distress, suddenly collapsed on the ground, grabbing onto Chen Yu's pants and bursting into tears.

After all, he was just a kid, and his heart was bound to fluctuate somewhat due to such an ordeal, but this reaction was a bit too intense.