Chapter 330: Chapter 208: The cha Stands Tall upon the Earth (Second Update)_2
“Really?”
Seeing Hoffman’s confidence, Jas felt even more irritable.
He realized the other party did not want him to contact Gao Tianyun, so he could only turn around and leave, without any intention of further interaction.
But behind him, Hoffman suddenly called out, “Jas.”
Turning his head, Jas asked with a frown, “What is it?”
“How many Druid Entertainnt stocks do you have on hand?”
“You want them? One hundred thirty dollars a share, I’ll sell them all to you, five million can take them all.”
At the mont, Druid Entertainnt’s stock price was stable at 92 dollars, and it was expected to reach around one hundred thirty after the competition ended.
Hoffman smiled and raised his hands, shaking them repeatedly, “No, no, no, By that, I an you’d better sell them all, right now, imdiately, at once.”
Turning his head, Jas frowned at Hoffman, feeling like he was looking at a madman.
“What stupid thing are you talking about?”
“I’m serious, no joking. Forget it, do as you see fit. But I must remind you, there’s an old Huaxia saying, ‘A grudge that lasts ten generations can still be avenged.'”
“What does that an?”
“Find out for yourself.”
Watching the other person walk away, Jas cursed “Mr. Riddle” but felt even more unrest inside him.
There were twenty-four hours left until the competition.
The ti was already eight o’clock in the evening, the contestants had arrived at the hotel, and they were starting to make pre-competition adjustnts.
The security staff was in place, and seed players were forbidden from heavy drinking at this ti.
Feeling persistently uneasy, he had his assistant help him inquire about what exactly the other party was up to. He then received news that shocked him.
“Spirit Vessel” was also holding a big competition!
And it was right across from them!
Knowing this, Jas felt the intelligence was absurd and preposterous.
I’m the responsible person!
Our competitors are right across, and nobody inford ?
Imdiately contacting the CEO of Druid Entertainnt, Jas had just finished reporting the news when he heard the response from the other side, “Keep it down when you pop the champagne, I’m on a call. Okay, Jas, I’m very busy, what is it?”
“‘Spirit Vessel’ is…”
“Its competition is right next to you guys, isn’t it? No problem, we know.”
“Then why didn’t you tell !”
“Keep it down. You’re very uncomposed.”
“How can you expect to remain composed!”
“It’s fine. It’s just a small Huaxia gaming company, relying on their reasonably successful ga, so they strut around over here. Though I haven’t played their ga, it’s probably just so outdated stuff.”
“But it looks like they also have a cha-type ga!”
“Oh, they must be leeching off the hype then, probably just a casual event, and when they go back ho, they’ll say they co-hosted so competition with us or sothing to inflate their own value. Keep an eye on their statents and send a cease and desist if necessary, then have them pay for an out-of-court settlent. That’s it, I have an ergency to deal with. I’m off.”
“Hello… Hello!”
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Jas angrily hung up, feeling the executives at Druid Entertainnt were utterly unreliable.
Perhaps because they were about to sell themselves for a good price, they were all very arrogant and couldn’t see anything else.
Through the window, he saw that the lights were still on across the street, and the employees of Kirin Industry were still diligently conducting so experints.
Compared to his side’s workers who were slacking off, he felt that those across from him were exceptionally diligent.
But after hearing that the workers over there received ten tis the usual salary for both business trips and overti, he thought they deserved to be that diligent.
He would be too if he were in their place.
Moreover, they were not working inside the venue but on the large square outside the venue, a move that made Jas suspect they were definitely working on so secret weapon.
He wanted to ignore this, but his instincts wouldn’t allow it.
But what could he do?
In the end, he could only sit in a good spot, staring at the construction across from him, his mind filled with endless thoughts, struggling through the sleepless night.
There were only eight hours left until the competition began.
The personnel were all ready, the opening ceremony had been rehearsed, the equipnt in the venue was adjusted without issues, and various ergency plans were in place.
The gaming dia staff had been properly taken care of, and would turn a blind eye even if problems arose.
With his rich experience in publicity, he knew how to deal with these people at this ti.
Even though everything was fully prepared, he still felt nervous, a feeling he had never experienced before.
His instincts were screaming, his subconscious telling him sothing bad was happening. He kept watching the people across from him, even recalling Hoffman’s reminder over and over, almost to the point of selling his shares.
Whenever he had ti, he would observe the performance across and soon discovered so contestants were entering the venue.
Quietly counting the numbers, he was shocked to find that there were more people opposite than on his side.
The venue across was larger and could accommodate more people, so if the other side was only looking to ride on popularity, they shouldn’t have rented such a big place and invited so many contestants.
Suddenly, he realized a problem.
He knew the competition across was for “Spirit Vessel,” and he had notified his superiors, but he had not even confird the content and form of the opponent’s competition!
This was an imasurable mistake and an oversight that could not be ignored, making him realize he had been infected by his company leadership’s arrogance and beco conceited.
It could also be that the company was about to be acquired, and he had lost the minimum sense of responsibility for the company, ultimately letting this happen.
Imdiately opening the website, he finally began to read about the way the competition was conducted across.
Seeing that everyone could participate and simply getting through the preliminaries could earn them air tickets and rewards, he was so stunned by the scale that he was rendered speechless.
The other side wasn’t there to ride on the coattails of popularity.
They were there to strangle Druid Entertainnt.
Thinking of Hoffman’s reminder, Jas took out his phone and began to google the aning of the phrase “a vendetta of ten generations can still be avenged.”
After reading the explanation, he finally understood why the other side had co.
At that mont, he wanted to pull over Fang Cheng Studio and ask them one question:
“Spending so much money, exerting so much effort, is it really worth it for you guys!”
The costs were unimaginably high, and the ga being free made the return on investnt appear distant. The idea of doing all this just to seek revenge on Druid Entertainnt seed inconceivable to Jas, yet it filled him with trendous fear.
“Madn!”
Cursing under his breath, Jas started frantically calling his superiors, but couldn’t get through to a single one.
It was the crucial day of the competition, yet they had indulged in revelry the previous night and were probably still sound asleep, completely unaware of what was happening outside.
After making so urgent contacts, Jas despairingly realized that all his superiors were out of reach, making him the only superior left.
He thought about driving to look for them, but he had no idea where they were now, so he could only keep dialing desperately, hoping soone would give him so guidance.
Unfortunately, there were no miracles.
By eight o’clock in the evening, Jas was close to despair.
He could only pray that the other side didn’t have any particularly impressive performances, that everything on his side would perform normally, and that everything would settle down smoothly, allowing him to successfully stand through his last shift.
When eight o’clock struck on ti, fireworks flew up, the brilliant pyrotechnics illuminating the night sky over the venue and eliciting a series of cheers from the audience within.
The players entered unimpeded, the competition system unfolded smoothly, and journalists from the dia began snapping photos fervently; everything seed orderly.
Just as Jas’s heart was beginning to settle a bit, he suddenly heard a scream, followed by soone shouting, “Look over there!”
Turning his head, Jas looked through the window at the scene across and his pupils shrank sharply, unable to stop his mouth from gaping open.
He saw a nightmare.
Majestic music sounded, and with the music, a multitude of drones appeared, stretching out large sheets of holographic film and suspending them above the plaza.
Then, laser beams were emitted, projecting the shadow of a cha onto the holographic film.
In the night, the chas, as tall as skyscrapers, appeared powerful and nacing, their movents of running realistically animated, making it feel as if one could even sense the tremor of the ground with each of their steps.
And when one cha collided with another, everyone shook, their instinctive desire for power awakened at that mont; they scread frenetically as they watched the chas battle.
chas had appeared!
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