Shanghai!
A top-tier private club!
The Qilin Club!
In VIP Room 888, Sicong was chatting with a young man about the LPL region's recent disastrous loss in Paris.
"Man, you have no idea. The internet is in an absolute uproar. LGD's official website was flamed so hard they had to shut it down!"
"Tell me about it. Even our team, IG, didn't fare much better." Sicong flicked the ash from his cigarette, looking just as wistful. "Sigh, I just hope everyone pulls it together for the Spring Split next year."
"So, why did you ask me here today? It's not just to chat about the LPL, is it?"
"Heh heh, Old Hou, your bro here only calls you when something good is up. Someone else is on their way, so remember to be on your best behavior!"
The "Old Hou" Sicong mentioned was none other than Hou Ting, the owner of the OMG club. He was also a quintessential second-generation heir who ran his own investment firm and had backed quite a few projects.
