King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

Inside a detached villa in Shanghai, Li Hao, who was having dinner, widened his eyes and his pupils contracted when he saw the photos sent by Ye Lan. His face showed horror, as if he had seen something terrible.

His wife sensed something was wrong, because in the TV series, the husband would only show that expression when he saw a photo of himself with his lover.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Honey, whose message was it? Why are you so scared?"

Just when she thought the other party would rack their brains to find an excuse, Li Hao handed the phone directly to her.

"Wife, you can see for yourself."

Wang Linglong first glanced at the backend and found that there were no other apps besides Douyin, so she was relieved and began to look at the screenshots sent by Ye Lan.

Because her husband is the chairman of a professional esports competition, she has a certain understanding of the professional scene in Honor of Kings.

Although there weren't many, she still knew the IDs of the coaches from all the major teams.

She can even name those very famous professional players.

After reading it, she handed the phone back and asked, "Is this professional player named Ye Lan very good? Why would so many club coaches want to recruit him?"

Li Hao nodded very seriously and earnestly, "This person is the genius who tripled our competition's viewership ratings. Just how strong is he? Let me put it this way: whichever team he joins, that team will win the championship!"

Upon hearing this, his wife's eyes widened in disbelief. She never imagined that something professional players strived for would seem so insignificant to Ye Lan.

"Really? Such a talented professional player, you should make good use of him!"

As competitions become increasingly commercialized, professional players are essentially no different from celebrities, and KPL will naturally cultivate its own star players.

Besides having a presentable appearance, the most important thing for these people is their performance in competitions.

After all, it's a game competition; good looks alone aren't enough. You need to produce results that will shut up the critics.

Ye Lan is undoubtedly the best candidate. He is handsome and has good results in the competition. With proper management, he can definitely become the number one player in the game!

But after listening to his wife's advice, Li Hao resolutely shook his head, "No, rather than making him the number one player in the King of Glory, I would rather he never play professional games in his life!"

"Why?" his wife asked, puzzled.

It's like two armies going to war, and you clearly have Guan Yu, who is much stronger in combat, but you still send Xing Daorong to fight.

Li Hao thought his wife's idea was good, but reality could easily shatter any illusion.

As the founder and chairman of the professional esports league, having managed the league for many years, he certainly understands how to attract viewers and build a larger fanbase.

As a competition, fairness and competitiveness are indispensable.

Ye Lan's addition will create a very unbalanced competitive environment. He's like a physical cheat code, able to secure victory no matter which team he joins.

It's practically no different from a pre-arranged decision.

Such professional competitions will inevitably wear down the audience's passion, and the final result will be death!

This is clearly not the scene Li Hao wanted to see. After all, as the founder of the professional competition, this project is like a son to him.

He can accept the decline in the game's popularity, the massive loss of players and viewers, and the inability to hold professional competitions.

But I can't accept ruining my project prematurely because of my own stupidity.

Therefore, he doesn't want Ye Lan to join any professional team!

However, we have no legitimate reason to act!

He couldn't very well issue a public announcement declaring that Ye Lan was not allowed to participate in any professional competitions related to Honor of Kings.

Ye Lan already has a high profile, and this behavior is no different from a ban. If this is done, professional competitions will definitely be condemned by netizens.

Thinking about this, Li Hao frowned as he looked at the screenshot Ye Lan sent him.

He always felt that, without realizing it, he had been led into a trap by the other party.

And even if you are aware that there are pitfalls ahead, you have no choice but to step into them.

This is very embarrassing!

Knowing full well that there are tigers in the mountains, yet still venturing into the tiger's den.

It's not that I have courage, it's that I have no choice!

If he had a choice, do you think he would go up the mountain?

Li Hao sighed, put down his chopsticks, picked up his phone with both hands, and sent a message to Ye Lan.

"Sending these things is nothing but a threat. Tell me, what do you want? I will try my best to satisfy you."

Ye Lan had his legs on the boss's desk and was resting in the chair when he heard a message notification on his phone. He slowly opened his eyes.

Upon seeing the message from Li Hao, he couldn't help but smile.

"It's so comfortable chatting with smart people. I want all the major clubs to advertise my products and pay me for it."

Li Hao's face turned black with anger. "You son of a bitch, you're not even going to act anymore, are you?"

This was the first time he had ever heard of such a condition—wanting both.

"Do you think that's possible? I can use my position to get clubs in various places to advertise your products, but getting them to pay me is unrealistic," Li Hao replied confidently.

“Of course it’s possible,” Ye Lan said confidently. “You just need to get the clubs to pool their money and sign a contract to buy out my professional career.”

Li Hao was stunned when he saw Ye Lan's terms. So you can receive a large sum of money from the club without even playing a match? Is this the face of a capitalist?

He realized he had underestimated Ye Lan's business acumen.

This guy is wasting his talent playing professional games; going into business is the way for him.

"I'll gather the club leaders together tomorrow, tell them your ideas, and see how much funding we can get for you."

Li Hao typed a reply, saying that since he didn't have to spend any money, let the club leaders worry about it.

Ye Lan added with a grin, "But it can't be less than one hundred million, otherwise I won't sign."

Wishing you and your family good health.

"It's healthy."

Putting down her phone, Ye Lan felt like a genius. She didn't have to be a henchman for the club, yet she could still earn a considerable sum of money and promote the club in various regions.

It can be said that it kills three birds with one stone!

It's like Qin Shi Huang touching an electric wire—he's completely won.

Ye Lan, who had successfully secured funding, felt exhilarated. Gazing at the pitch-black sky outside the window, she felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

All we can do now is wait!

Li Hao then conveyed his requirements to the leaders of each club.

Wait until the club delivers the money to him!