Seeing Wang Congcong talk to him about his troubles, Jiang Cheng put one arm around his shoulder and said, "How about I recommend two people for you to try out?"
"Who?" Wang Congcong asked with a curious look.
"A Korean Top Laner named TheShy and a Jungler named Ning. Go look for them."
Before his rebirth, the reason IG was able to stand out in the finals wasn't actually because the team's skills were overwhelmingly superior.
The key lay in the fact that many of them were newcomers; their strategic approach created a sharp contrast with the cautious veteran world-class players.
In many moments during team fights that weren't originally suitable for an offensive, IG would decisively choose to attack.
This caught their opponents off guard, leading to the brilliant championship win in 2018.
In any case, Jiang Cheng wasn't interested in this small-scale investment, so he decided to do Wang Congcong a favor.
As for whether Wang Congcong would actually go looking for them, it didn't matter.
Even if he didn't say anything, these two would eventually be recruited by the IG team anyway.
By 2018, he would realize that Jiang Cheng had pointed him toward the right path.
"Are these two very good? I think I've heard of them."
Jiang Cheng nodded. "You can give them a try. I can only say they will be the keys to IG's success, comparable to your Mid Laner."
Wang Congcong nodded. "Alright, I'll have someone look for them when I get back. Thanks."
"Don't mention it. I'll congratulate you in advance on winning the 2018 World Championship."
"2018? What do you mean? You're saying I can win the World Championship in '18?"
Seeing Wang Congcong's 'are you kidding me' expression, Jiang Cheng put his arm around his shoulder. "My intuition tells me that's how it is. As long as you find those two as I said and work hard, the World Championship will be yours sooner or later."
Looking at Jiang Cheng's actions, Wang Congcong suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.
Wasn't this exactly the scene when he gave motivational speeches to his company subordinates?
The key was that the other party was Jiang Cheng, someone whose background he hadn't fully uncovered yet.
If it were anyone else doing this to him, he would have cursed them out long ago.
Don't think that just because he insulted and criticized everyone online all day, he was reckless; those were mostly celebrities and actors. There was a huge difference between them and people like Jiang Cheng and Qi Yuan.
Wang Congcong said speechlessly, "Fine, fine, fine, I'll listen to you, Brother Jiang."
Jiang Cheng waved his hand. "No, no, no, there's such an age gap between us, don't make me sound so old."
"Tch..."
Jiang Cheng didn't participate in the following races. He had already shown off his skills; there was no need to do it again.
It was necessary to maintain a bit of mystery.
"Next is the women's round. Do you want to sign up?" Jiang Cheng asked Qiao Yinyin.
"I want to, but I feel like I'd just be a filler contestant. That girl is too good," Qiao Yinyin said, pointing at Han Anning.
"If you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter. It's about the experience. Sign up," Jiang Cheng could see that Qiao Yinyin really liked racing.
"Then can you sit in my passenger seat later? I'm afraid I'll be a bit nervous," Qiao Yinyin said coquettishly.
"That's fine, but sitting in the passenger seat comes with conditions."
"I know, I'll do it on my knees tonight, okay?" Qiao Yinyin whispered.
After Qiao Yinyin signed up, Jiang Cheng sat in her passenger seat to guide her and ensure her safety.
After all, this was Qiao Yinyin's first real race. During the first lap just now, she and Jiang Cheng had just driven casually at a slow speed.
Seeing Qiao Yinyin participate, Han Anning couldn't help but reveal a confident smile.
So what if Jiang Cheng was in her car? The one actually controlling the steering wheel was still Qiao Yinyin.
Jiang Cheng had just rejected her because of Qiao Yinyin; she was determined to take first place in this round...