Prince of Tennis Super God System

Grandstand private rooms.

Nakamura sat alone in his seat, his eyes empty.

Many investors have all left, and no one wants to cooperate with Nakamura, who is full of nonsense.

Nakamura never dreamed that he had been a pimp for more than ten years, and that he had reaped a lot of benefits in competitive competitions large and small through various connections.

However, this time, the almost foolproof game was lost so completely, and his reputation for making money from ascetic operations was ruined.

He looked at the 5-0 score on the scoreboard in despair, silent.

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Congratulations to the owner for completing the random mission: defeat the American West Coast selection team!

Reward 50,000 redemption points, and the number of draws will be increased by one!

When Ye Changfeng put the racket into the tennis bag and walked back to the rest area, the system's prompt sounded as well.

At least the challenge of dealing with the American selection team is really limited, and it is good to have these rewards. If it weren't for the lottery plus one reward, the ghost would have come to participate in this competition.

"Everyone has worked hard, the bus for the return trip is ready, everyone can go back!" Coach Sakaki said with his hands on his shoulders, "Then disband!"

"Thank you, coach!" everyone replied in unison.

As soon as everyone in the Kanto selection team came out of the player tunnel, they were blocked at the door, and countless reporters gathered in front of everyone to interview, and countless flashing lights kept flashing, and everyone's eyes were going to be blinded.

"Excuse me, what do you think of yourself in this competition, and what do you think is the key to beating the U.S. team?" asked a diminutive reporter who squeezed in front of him and stood in the microphone.

Traces faced the camera and showed a smile that thought he was a mi, "Of course, the opponent is immersed in Uncle Ben's beauty and can't extricate himself, and victory is the inevitable result!"

"Oh!" the reporter seemed to be looking for someone, "Is the Night Breeze Lord here?"

"Yes, yes!" When the reporter in the back heard the name of Ye Changfeng, he squeezed forward like chicken blood, fearing that he would fall behind and not be able to interview Ye Changfeng.

"Where's the Night Chief, we're going to interview the Night Breeze Lord!" someone shouted from behind.

In this way, Keigo was gorgeous, and he himself was pushed aside by many reporters, and the scene was very chaotic.

Just after taking a shower, Ye Changfeng, who was walking at the back, saw the situation and quickly slipped away, surrounded by this group of paparazzi, and died!

Night Changfeng pressed down the tennis cap on his head and slipped out quietly through the side door behind everyone in the Kanto team.

Whew~ Night Changfeng finally slipped out of the Nishikori Kei tennis hall without anyone paying attention.

The night breeze breathed a long sigh of relief, but I didn't expect that as soon as I opened the gate, a group of middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes. It was the people who came out of the private room of the grandstand to invest in businessmen!

These people recognized Night Wind at a glance and surrounded him!

"What's going on, another wave of paparazzi?"

"Hello, I'm Tamoto from pure sports, this is my business card!" one of the merchants handed Ye Changfeng a business card.

Ye Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that he wasn't a reporter.

To pure sports advertising vice minister Tsuyoshi Tamoto?

The tennis shoes he is wearing on his feet are made of pure sports, which are expensive, but the quality is very good!

Pure sports basically cover all sports, focusing on the sports that young people like, and many young people who pursue fashion are loyal fans of pure sports. Pure Sports is also the third largest sports peripheral company in Tokyo.

"What are you looking for me for?" Ye Changfeng asked, in fact, he had already guessed in his heart what this Tamoto was going to say.

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"That's right! I just watched your game against Team USA, and you did so well, it's perfect! I'm sure you're going to be a neon superstar in the future, no! a world superstar!" Tamoto excited.

"If you can sign up with our company, I will package you perfectly, and your value will be greatly increased. And the cost of advertising, you can open it as you like!We will try our best to meet it!" Tian Ben threw out the condition that he thought he could not refuse.

"Hello, this is my business card!" another businessman squeezed Tamoto out of the way and handed over a business card as well.

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At this time, a large group of investment businessmen couldn't help it, and everyone rushed to take out their business cards and hand them to Ye Changfeng.

Night Changfeng collected more than ten business cards of all kinds at once!

Ye Changfeng took a general look, and they are basically all big companies, all of them are companies related to sports, and there are also companies specializing in tennis peripherals.

"Stop, stop!" shouted Ye Changfeng, "I already know what you think!

"Why, if you don't have enough leisure, we can talk again!" Tian Ben said hurriedly.

"Haha, because you can't sign me!" Ye Changfeng laughed, took out a stack of his business cards from his bag and gave one to each of the investors.

The investors looked down at the business cards in their hands suspiciously.

Founder of ONE - Night Long Wind?

"ONE Company, do you mean that you are the wind!" When everyone raised their heads, the night wind was already gone, and all they were left with was their backs and the big word 'wind' on their backs!

"I really can't afford it!" said Tamoto with a wry smile.

This is less than one-tenth of the total market value of more than a dozen companies in ONE now, how to sign a big sign?_

Fei Lu reminds you: three things to read - collect and push