In Lin Chuan's view, the flip-up signs of mechanical exchange events are similar to those in common sense, which means that the subject of the interaction is different...

The ones who flipped the brand were mechanical masters, while those companies and chaebols were flipped.

In essence, isn't it all business?

This old tradition in the venue is a flopped company, and the chaebols provide intentions to see if the mechanics are willing to cooperate.

This is also a benefit that companies and chaebols who enter the venue can enjoy.

Looking at the signs in the tray, Lin Chuan was a little stunned. Only now did he truly feel the power and status of the mechanical master.

As long as you flip a card, a certain company will undergo a huge change, and it is very likely that a small company will rise because of a certain product.

"Master Nobelin, if you don't want to, I'll refuse them."

Seeing Lin Chuan speechless, Xiloer's heart was shocked and he immediately said.

In fact, Silore had no choice. As soon as he went out, he was pulled over by a group of people. They were all major companies, senior executives of the chaebol, and senior executives of the White Dwarf Kingdom, who wanted to cooperate with this young mechanic master.

You know, after the White Arrow Port storm, this mysterious mechanical master is so famous that he is second only to the authority of the mechanical master in the East Continent.

This still refers to the mechanic circle.

If this mysterious mechanical master is so popular in the public's mind, it will definitely be far beyond the authority of those mechanical masters.

After all, those mechanic masters are highly authoritative and usually focus on research, and will not take action to severely crush the flesh and blood factory or other things.

After tonight, everything is even more different. The mysterious mechanic master once again smashed the flesh and blood factory, and was so young again.

In the future, Master Nobelin's reputation in the mechanic circle would probably be comparable to that of Master Ferdinand.

As for the public's minds, Master Nobelin's popularity is likely to explode...

It is enough to make people crazy to cooperate with such a mechanical master, even if there is no substantive cooperation content, to bring a burst of positive publicity effect to the company and the chaebol.

Faced with the bitter begging of many acquaintances, Silore had no choice but to try to come and ask.

Just as he was about to quit, Lin Chuan reached out and looked at the sign in the tray.

"What companies are there, chaebol..."

Lin Chuan flipped through these brands and saw a somewhat familiar name - Blue Corner Hover Motorcycle Company.

"This..." Lin Chuan said.

Silore was stunned. Thinking of what happened during the day, he immediately bowed and went out.

Bang!

The door was closed gently, Lin Chuan turned his head and looked at the world's No. 1. Before he could speak, the latter was very straightforward and took out a box and handed it over.

"This is a thank you."

When the box is opened, it is a beautifully bound book. The cover is bloody and there are characters on the cover, but no words. After opening it, it is also blank pages.

Lin Chuan's face changed and he did not reach out to take it. The book that seemed to be wordless was completely different in his eyes.

"Your thank you gift is a bit big..." Lin Chuan said in a deep voice.

"No. This thank you gift is not a big deal." The second in the world smiled, and there seemed to be a bright bloom under the sensing helmet.

"I'll tell you the truth. I have a bet with people, and the goal is to have a six-star sword wreck in the competition. Now I have won the bet."

"So, I'm considering what kind of thank you gift is more appropriate. My original thank you gift is a five-star spiritual energy practice technique, but compared with the bet I won, it's obviously a bit too light."

"If Master Nobelin hadn't been to leave, you were just about to leave and leaked a little breath, I don't know what to give."

"It just so happens that this book may not be of use to others, but it should be the most suitable for you, Master Nobelin."

"By the way, let's make friends too..."

Lin Chuan was silent for a moment, nodded, took the box, and put it away carefully.

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The corridor outside the lounge was crowded with people. When they saw Silore coming out, everyone rushed up and saw the signs flipped, and the crowd was in an uproar.

"Bluehorn Floating Motorcycle Company? Isn't that a small company?"

"This company is still losing money..., which companies that operate black-horned goat-type suspended motorcycles are now profitable?"

"How could Master Nobelin choose such a small company? Master Silore, is there any insider information?"

The senior executives of major companies and chaebols looked envious and jealous, and stared at Silore, thinking that he was operating in secret.

"What are you watching me!"

Silore's face turned abrupt, "It has nothing to do with me, this is the thing."

Immediately, he told the afternoon story.

After hearing this, everyone present beat their chests and stamped their feet. It turned out that Master Nobelin was the sentimental party of this type of suspended motorcycle. In addition, the development manager of this small company personally handed out the flyer and had a good service attitude, so he turned the brand.

This small company is so lucky!

"Don't surround me, the person in charge of Blue Corner Company..." Cilor shouted.

at the same time.

At the outermost side of the hall, Gadell, the general manager of Blue Corner Floating Motorcycle Company, was worried, listening to his subordinates report on the daytime order situation.

"I've been busy for a day, are there only such a small order?" Gadell sighed as he looked at the data.

"General Manager. Only these orders..." The sales manager said with a wry smile.

On the side, the company's employees were depressed. The booth location of the mechanical exchange event was obtained by General Manager Gadell looking for contacts everywhere and selling his products.

Such a booth can be said to be the best sales platform, but the orders received are too few, far below expectations.

"The era of black-horned goat-shaped suspended motorcycles is over after all..."

Gadell shook his head. He was a fan of this type of floating motorcycle. He entered this industry because of his love. He watched this model go from peak to low.

Perhaps, the Blackhorn Goat-shaped suspended motorcycle is time for it to exit the stage...

Gadell sighed lightly, feeling unconscious.

"Uncle Gadell, don't worry, you've been busy all day. Let's find a place to have a drink, why are you still standing here? Is there really a mechanical master who will get the cards of our company?"

Isaac said in a muffled voice.

"Drink your head..."

Gadell laughed and scolded, "Although we are making up the numbers here, we are leaving now. If we really pursue it, our company will be over. Besides, if there is really a mechanical master who comes to our company..."

Around the company's employees laughed, and they also had a hint of fantasy. What if there was a mechanical master who could really make a fuss about our company's brand because of the name of our company?

Although this probability is slim, you always have to have some dreams...

Suddenly, when he heard someone calling his name, Gadell looked up and didn't realize what was going on.

The crowd separated a passage, and the people in the inner circle asked him to pass with jealousy. The Blue Corner Hovering Motorcycle Company was turned on.

"What? Our company has been turned on?" Gadell stared at his eyes and was stunned.

The staff present were stunned. They just had a fantasy and actually got flopped. Is this fake?

Silore came over, signaled Gadell to go over, and said again what happened during the day.

“We’re really flipped…”

Gadell took a deep breath, his hands trembling, his chest was stuffy, and he felt suffocated.

He was just thinking that if the company continues to lose money like this, it will go bankrupt next year.

Now, the legendary mechanical master like Nobelin has turned over. Is the Blue Corner Hovering Motorcycle going to turn over?

"General Manager Gadell. Don't be dazed. Let's go."

Silore said, pointing at Isaac, "He wants to follow him, too."

"Okay. OK. Thank you Master Silore."

Gadell quickly got up, pulled Isaac, who was still confused, and followed Silore to the VIP Master Lounge.

Along the way, Silore briefly explained what happened in the afternoon.

Only then did Gedel understand what was going on. It turned out that the Nobelin master was a fan of Black Horned Goat Floating Motorcycle. In the afternoon, he saw a development manager delivering leaflets, so he temporarily started to think about taking a hand.

"General Manager. I'm not very good at speaking, what should I say later." Isaac asked in an inward voice.

"Whatever Master Nobelin said, just tell the truth and don't talk nonsense."

Gadell whispered, looking at Isaac's eyes, no longer as harsh as before.

He was an old friend of Donald, who introduced his nephew to study management, and Gadell arranged the title of development manager for face.

In fact, the black-horned goat-type suspended motorcycle today does not need any development? It is just a idle job, and it’s enough for other departments to do something.

But unexpectedly, Isaac had only been here for half a month because he encountered such a good thing.
Chapter completed!