Chapter 1231 I Help the Gods Prevent Hair Loss 39

Envelopes with invisible contents were sent to the judging panel.

The director of the park management sat steadily in front of the teleportation array.

He reached out and took the envelopes floating in the air, holding them one by one in his hands, with a complicated expression that showed no emotion.

Next to them, several store managers from Star Company could no longer contain their excitement, with smiles of victory on their faces.

They even began to discuss in a low voice the location of the celebration party, as if they had already secured victory.

"It's really satisfying. We can finally vent our anger." A store manager lowered his voice with a hint of pride in his tone.

"Haha, no matter how they fight, they're still outwitted by us," echoed another store manager, his tone full of disdain.

The director caught a glimpse of the expressions of these store managers and felt uncomfortable.

It was obvious that their own shops were not doing well and they had to transfer them, but they all acted as if they had won the jackpot.

What he hopes to see most is that all stores can compete in a healthy manner and provide better services to consumers.

The attitude of these store managers was as if the store was a financial product that was bought low and sold high, which he really couldn't agree with.

Just at this moment, a store manager from an interstellar company came up to him and asked with a smile:

"Director, do you think Casper has a better chance of winning this time, or does the No Name Group have a better chance of winning?"

The director has been working in the workplace for many years, so he naturally won't reveal his feelings easily.

He smiled and practiced Tai Chi: "I support the market's choice."

The store manager hit a snag, smiled awkwardly, and turned around to chat with his colleagues again.

"Hey, does our bet from yesterday still count? The loser has to pay for dinner!"

"I'd rather bet on Caspar. He's the son of the God of Creation. He's rich and powerful, and he doesn't care about this little money at all."

"I would like to bet on the 'No Name' group instead. If the six of them get together, maybe they can really give it a try."

"They are really hardworking. They spare no effort to expand the store."

"What's the point of risking your life? Isn't he our fortune-bringing boy?"

"It's just, so pathetic."

This conversation made several staff members of the park operator look sideways.

In their hearts, they felt sorry for the buyers who participated in the auction. They paid a high price and were ridiculed by the seller.

These people are nothing.

Of course, there were also store managers at StarCraft who did not participate in the discussion.

Stopbel's face looked very ugly. Her face was tense and her body was straight, which was out of tune with the laughter around her.

She did not scold her colleagues as usual because this time, she was also an accomplice.

Stobbel felt a sharp pain in her chest and her breathing became rapid.

An operations specialist noticed her abnormality and asked with concern, "Manager Stobel, are you feeling unwell?"

Stobel suppressed her physical discomfort and said in a trembling voice: "It's too stuffy in this room. I'm going out to get some fresh air."

When the other store managers of Star Company saw her stand up, they smiled in a weird way, and some even said hypocritically:

"Stobel, you've worked hard these days. Just hold on a little longer, and victory will be within your reach."

Stobel could no longer endure the inner torment. She whispered back, "Victory? The victory of being suppressed to the point where he couldn't even keep his shop and was forced to sell his territory?"

This sentence just hit the hearts of several people on the operation side.

The director and the commissioner quickly turned their heads away, pretending not to hear their quarrel, but their ears perked up.

Stobel continued, “How can you laugh when you lose the strategic deployment in the industrial park?

“Five hundred million, one billion, can you buy the resources of the God’s World?

"You are short-sighted. You only see that you can get a few more transfer fees, but you don't think about how much potential advantages the company has lost because of you."

The store managers of Star Company were speechless after being scolded, especially in front of outsiders, which made them feel even more ashamed.

A store manager gnashed his teeth and said, "You're talking as if you had no involvement. You were the one who fooled the No Name Group. Why are you pretending to be a fool now?"

Stopbel was suddenly speechless, which was also the reason why she was most painful at the moment.

She certainly didn't want to deceive her friends who trusted her, but the interests of the company were more important to her.

The company's top management had been persuaded by these colleagues to evacuate, and they even talked to her specifically, comforting her not to dwell on the present.

She participated in raising prices because her leader asked her to help the company recover as much cost as possible.

Stobbel's eyes were red: "You don't need to remind me, I admit that I betrayed my friend, and I won't regret it.

"Put away your smug faces. Do you really think that after you sell the store, the headquarters will praise you for a good job?"

Several people fell silent for a moment, their originally excited mood seemed to be doused by a bucket of cold water.

After returning to the headquarters, will the top management value Stobbel who persisted until the last moment more, or those store managers who took the initiative to apply to transfer the stores?

Stopbel no longer paid attention to anyone, stood up, covered her chest, and walked out of the room quickly.

……

Vicky left the table at halftime and just as she turned the corner of the corridor, a familiar figure came into her sight.

It's Casper.

Vicky raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upward, and she walked over with graceful steps.

Caspar noticed her, and his originally indifferent eyes softened instantly.

He raised his hand and gently adjusted the crown on Vicky's head, which was woven from colorful flowers. His voice was low and gentle:

“It’s really beautiful and very appropriate for the occasion.”

Vicky heard the deep meaning in his words, and the smile on her face became brighter, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a halo.

After all, she had been planning for this moment for a long time.

Caspar looked at her high spirits and couldn't help but reached out and pinched her cheek.

Vicky slapped his hand away without any hesitation, scolding: "You are so disrespectful."

Stopbel, who had just come out of the room, happened to witness this "face-pinching kill" scene. He was struck by lightning and froze in place.

"..."

Her mind went blank and she was offline for a while.

Stobbel came to her senses only when Caspar and Vicky noticed her.

She pointed at them with trembling fingers and stammered, "You! You! You are..."

Casper and Vicky looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.

Vicky walked forward and placed her hand on Casper's shoulder affectionately, making no effort to hide the closeness between them.

She raised her chin slightly, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Stobbel was no longer the familiarity and closeness she had before, but she regarded him as an enemy.

"Stobel, your tricks don't work on us. I'm sorry to disappoint you, haha."

At this moment, Stobelle no longer cared about any tricks or no tricks. She had only one thought in her mind:

Vicky is a traitor!

She wants to tell Gu Xingyan and the others this news!

Vicky has leaked all the previous intelligence to Casper!

Although she felt sorry for them by maliciously raising the price, she still hoped that the party who bought the store would be Gu Xingyan and others.

In this way, their influence in this industrial park will become greater, and it will not be a complete gain.

Stobbel hurriedly took out the communicator and dialed Gu Xingyan's number.

However, when no one answered her calls again and again, her heart sank little by little.

"Why haven't you answered yet? Answer it now!"

Stopbel was so anxious that he paced on the spot, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Suddenly, the voice of the park director came from the radio behind:

"Time is up, bidding is closed!"

Stobbel's head shot up.

The corridor was empty. Where were Caspar and Vicky?

It’s over.

Stobbel's eyes went dark, his body swayed, and he almost fainted.

She struggled to stand firmly, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms.