LPL didn't want me? I joined SKT instead!

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Any ADC player would feel their blood pumping when faced with Abu's tactical blueprint.

Four protect one, unlimited resources – this is practically the ultimate dream for an ADC.

But Xiao Yan remained absolutely calm.

"Mr. Bu, your tactical plan is very ambitious. It is an honor for every player to receive EDG's full support and training." Xiao Yan replied with a smile, "I have never doubted EDG's foundation and operational capabilities. However, as I just replied to other clubs, I need time to digest all of this and carefully consider the long-term development behind each offer. I will place great importance on EDG's sincerity."

Hearing this, Abu on the other end of the phone felt a little anxious, but also breathed a long sigh of relief.

No refusal!

Having been in the esports scene for so many years, Abu understands the psychology of these top players all too well.

Xiao Yan didn't directly close the door with "I prefer to stay in Korea" or "I don't want to go back to LPL," which shows that EDG's offer impressed him, and he was just making a final decision.

"No problem, Xiao Yan, I understand. Good things come to those who wait, and EDG has plenty of patience to wait for you. If you have any questions about the contract details or tactical system, feel free to call me anytime; my phone is on 24/7," Abu said solemnly.

After hanging up the phone, Abu immediately turned to look at EDG's owner, Edward Zhu, and Clearlove Mingkai behind him.

"He didn't refuse." Abu's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Boss, Mingkai, we have a chance! He's holding out for the best offer. If we can outbid other clubs in terms of tactical commitments and subsequent commercial development, he might just don the EDG jersey!"

Ed Zhu slammed his fist on the table: "Immediately contact the top public relations and business planning teams in the country! I need to see a business development plan tailor-made for Xiao Yan, worth over 100 million! Send it to his email tomorrow!"

……

For the rest of the morning, Xiao Yan's room resembled a small international financial trading center.

WE's manager called, playing the emotional card of "reviving the all-Chinese team" and promising to give the club a small number of stock options as a bonus.

Not only the LPL, but also several big spenders in the North American LCS region have joined the fray.

Steve, the owner of Team Liquid, personally called from overseas, speaking in broken Chinese, offering an outrageously high annual salary in US dollars, and promising to resolve the green card issue. He even planned to make a personal documentary about Xiao Yan in Hollywood, turning him into the "Michael Jordan" of North American esports.

TSM's captain, Gorilla, was not to be outdone, stating that as long as Xiao Yan was willing to go to North America, the starting bot lane position for TSM would always be his, and he promised a very high share of the Twitch streaming revenue.

Xiao Yan's approach to these exorbitant offers, which came like snowflakes, was remarkably consistent.

He was mild-mannered and humble, thanking each boss and manager for their recognition and listening attentively to their every condition, but he refused to make any substantive promises.

"Thank you for your invitation. I will consider it carefully."

"The conditions are very..." Please give me some time.

"I appreciate your sincerity, and I will reply to you as soon as possible."

These ambiguous yet watertight answers, instead of angering these usually aloof capitalists, made them incredibly excited, as if they'd been injected with adrenaline.

Because at the negotiating table, not refusing is the greatest hope.

Every club manager who finished making the call was secretly calculating: "Xiao Yan didn't reject me, which means my terms are above average. He's definitely waiting for everyone's offers now, wanting to pick the best one. If I just push harder and add a little more leverage, this FMVP award will be mine!"

Thus, a fierce, silent competition targeting Xiao Yan erupted among the various clubs.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan, at the center of the storm, was leisurely enjoying the sumptuous breakfast delivered by the hotel.

He put his phone on silent and tossed it aside.

He knew very well that the LPL had abundant resources, and the conditions in North America were very favorable. If it were me six months ago, when no one was interested in me, I would probably have been so excited by these offers that I would have been incoherent and signed the contract at random.

But now he is Xiao Yan, the savior of SKT, and the FMVP of S7.

The reason he didn't accept any offers wasn't because he was holding out for the best offer to go to the LPL, but because he was waiting.

In his conversation with Faker last night, he made his attitude extremely clear.

He doesn't talk about feelings, only values.

If SKT's management can't even understand this subtext, or if they still hold the arrogant attitude of Korean clubs that exploit foreign players, then he will not hesitate to buy a plane ticket to Shanghai to embrace the capital of LPL.

But he believes that the leader of SKT, which has achieved the feat of winning three world championships, is definitely not a fool.

Time passed by, second by second.

Around 11 a.m., a steady and rhythmic knocking finally came from outside Xiao Yan's door.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Xiao Yan put down his knife and fork, took a napkin to wipe his mouth, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

coming.

He stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.

Three people were standing outside the door.

Standing at the very front was none other than Kim Sun-joong, the highest authority in the SKT esports club!

Although his suit was still impeccably tailored, the bloodshot eyes and slightly pale complexion spoke volumes about the sleepless night and the frantic international flight he had endured the previous night.

To Kim Sun-jung's left rear was Director Choi, who also looked exhausted but had a fervent look in his eyes.

To Kim Sun-jung's right rear stood a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and carrying a black high-end briefcase.

Judging from his rigorous posture and sharp eyes, he is definitely a top-notch corporate lawyer.

The general manager personally visited, accompanied by the head coach, and even the lawyer who was revising the contract came with him.

"General Manager Jin? Supervisor Cui? What brings you here...?" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise, stepped aside, and said, "Please come in."

Kim Sun-joong took a deep breath, tried to adjust his expression, and revealed a rare, even somewhat stiff, gentle smile.

"Xiao Yan, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Kim Sun-joong said in a slightly hoarse voice as he walked into the room, "I know you must have received countless calls from all over the world right now, and I also know what kind of astronomical prices those wealthy clubs have offered you. So, I feel that simply having Coach Choi bring the contract is not enough to show how much SKT values ​​you."

Kim Sun-joong sat down on the sofa, his gaze fixed intently on Xiao Yan: "You are the most incredible genius I have ever seen in the history of League of Legends. You saved SKT, you brought a new soul to this team. That's why I flew here in person. And I bring SKT's utmost sincerity."

Kim Sun-joong turned his head and nodded to the lawyer beside him.

The lawyer immediately stepped forward, placed the black combination lock box on the marble coffee table, opened it with a "click," and took out a thick, bilingual (Chinese and Korean) formal contract that smelled of fresh ink. He then respectfully pushed it in front of Xiao Yan.

"Mr. Xiao Yan, this contract was personally overseen by General Manager Jin last night, drafted by the legal department overnight, and personally reviewed by me. You can take a look at the core clauses first." The lawyer's voice was professional and calm.