Hearing this, President Li immediately took out his cell phone.
Fu Zhongyi also moved towards that side.
The entire network platform was promoting topics about Fu Jiu.
Standing in the Imperial League team with one hand in his belt, the boy was not overwhelmed by that aura, but because of the image of him still holding a lollipop in his mouth, it caused a strong impact.
"The most valuable popularity king."
"A first-kill weapon with a face value against the sky."
"Z of spades!"
These are the titles given to Fu Jiu by the Qin family.
Every title was like a slap in the face, slapping Fu Zhongyi hard on the face.
In addition to the fact that Fu Jiu won the championship, there was also a photo of the Fu family's team being kicked out of the competition.
And marked with a sentence in bold and pure black font, "In the e-sports field, there is no need for such impostors."
Su Mei also saw that photo. The scene where her son raised his hand to block the camera made her grit her teeth!
How could this be?
How did things become like this? !
The game ID of Spade Z, she has obviously spent a lot of money to find a master hacker to steal it from the Internet!
It should be Ximing's!
Moreover, how could the useless son of that savage village girl be the real Z of Spades!
With so many questions, Su Mei almost couldn't help but want to drop the phone on the spot.
Fortunately, she still has reason left, knowing that in such an occasion, she must not make a fool of herself.
However, when she raised her head, she saw that everyone was looking at her, and there were cameras constantly taking pictures.
This made Su Mei pull Fu Zhongyi over, and fled the scene without thinking.
Such a stumbling figure was full of embarrassment.
But only by not saying anything in this way can we save the last bit of face.
Because the media over there couldn't help it: "Mr. Fu, don't leave, tell us, what do you think of your second son who has no status pretending to be your eldest son?"
"President Su, you established the Fu family team. Don't you know that your son pretended to be the Z of Spades? You shouldn't have seen the reaction at the scene."
Su Mei and Fu Zhongyi were already out of the mood to say anything, and just wanted to get out of here quickly.
When rushing out, Su Mei's face was scratched, and she frowned in pain, but she didn't dare to say a word.
At the reception, only Mr. Li was left there alone, and he was still checking the messages on his mobile phone.
Those small platforms that invested in He Jiajun surpassed the number of visits on their platforms in just an instant.
And the personal interview about Z of Spades is broadcast exclusively on the above.
Regret is no longer enough to describe Mr. Li's mood. He thought he would make a lot of money.
Now, because of Fu Ximing impersonating Spade Z, all the publicity he invested in before will be withdrawn, not to mention, and he will face the danger of being bankrupt from the company!
Mr. Li's entire face turned pale, and he was holding the phone in a daze.
But the scene of He Honghua begging him appeared in his mind.
"Mr. Li, I know that businessmen value profits. We have known each other for a long time. You have the right to do well. Don't withdraw your capital at such a critical juncture, okay? I can't collapse. If I collapse, my son will be finished."
How did he answer that time?
"What does your son's death have to do with me? Mr. He, let me advise you, since you are from the countryside, go back to the countryside. Our place is really not suitable for you."