From Hayashi River's point of view, the flipping of signs in the machinery conference was similar to common sense. It was just that the main body of interaction was different …
The ones flipping signs were the Master Mechanics, and the ones being flipped were the companies and corporations.
In essence, wasn't it all business?
This was an old tradition of the conference. The companies and corporations that were flipped would provide their intentions and see if the Master Mechanics were willing to cooperate.
This was also a benefit that the corporations and corporations that were present at the conference could enjoy.
Looking at the signs on the tray, Hayashi River was a little stunned. Only now did he truly feel the power and status of a Master Mechanic.
With just a flip of a sign, a certain company or corporation would undergo a huge change. It was very likely that a small company would rise because of a certain product.
"Master Nobelin, if you're not willing, I'll go and reject them."
Seeing that Hayashi River was in a daze, Cirol's heart skipped a beat.
Actually, Cirol had no choice. When he went out just now, he was pulled over by a group of people. They were all the higher-ups of various large companies and corporations, as well as the higher-ups of the White Dwarf Kingdom. They wanted to cooperate with this young Master Mechanic.
After the incident at White Arrow Port, the reputation of this mysterious Master Mechanic was so high that he was second only to those authoritative Master Mechanics in the Eastern Continent.
And this was only within the circle of Mechanics.
In the eyes of the public, the popularity of this mysterious Master Mechanic would definitely far exceed the authority of those Master Mechanics.
After all, those Master Mechanics were high and mighty. They would usually bury themselves in research and would not make a move to destroy flesh factories.
After tonight, everything would be even more different. The mysterious Master Mechanic had once again destroyed flesh factories, and he was so young.
In the future, Master Nobelin's reputation would probably be on par with Master Ferdinand's in the circle of Mechanics.
As for Master Nobelin's popularity in the hearts of the public, it was very likely that his popularity would explode …
Working with such a Master Mechanic, even if there was no substantive content, would bring a burst of positive publicity for the companies and corporations. That was enough to make people go crazy.
Facing the pleas of many familiar people, Cirol had no choice but to try asking.
Just as he was about to leave, Hayashi River reached out and flipped through the signs on the tray.
"Which companies and corporations …"
Hayashi River flipped through the signs and saw a familiar name — Blue Horn Hover Motorcycle Company.
"This …" Hayashi River said.
Xiluo stared blankly for a moment. Recalling what had happened during the day, he bowed and left.
Bang!
The door gently closed. Hayashi River turned his head and looked at Second Under Heaven. Before he could say anything, the latter took out a box and handed it to him.
"This is a thank you gift."
The box was opened, and inside was an exquisitely bound book. The cover was the color of blood, and there was a frame for words on the cover, but there were no words. After flipping it open, there were also blank pages.
Hayashi River's expression changed, but he did not reach out to take it. To others, the book was wordless, but in his eyes, it was completely different.
"Your gift is a little big …" Hayashi River said in a low voice.
"No. This gift isn't much. "Number Two Under Heaven smiled, and there seemed to be a bright and beautiful glow blossoming beneath his sensory helmet.
"I'll tell you the truth. I had a bet with someone, and my goal was the grand prize of the competition, the remains of the six-star famous saber. I've won the bet.
"So, I was thinking about what kind of gift I should give you. My gift was originally a five-star spiritual energy cultivation technique, but compared to the bet I won, this is clearly a little too light.
"If it wasn't for the fact that Master Nobelin was about to slip away and leaked a bit of your aura, I wouldn't even know what to give you.
"Just as well. This book might not be of much use to others, but to you, Master Nobelin, it should be the most suitable.
"At the same time, let's make friends …"
Hayashi River was silent for a moment. He nodded, took the box, and carefully put it away.
…
The corridor outside the resting room was filled with people. When they saw Xiluo come out, they swarmed over. When they saw the flipped sign, the crowd was in an uproar.
"Blue Horn Hover Motorcycle Company? Isn't that a small company? "
"This company is still incurring losses … How many companies that operate Black-horned Goat Hover Motorcycles are still profitable?"
"Why would Master Nobelin choose such a small company? Master Xiluo, don't tell me there's something going on behind the scenes?"
The higher-ups of the various large companies and consortiums were envious and jealous. They all glared at Xiluo, wondering if he had done something behind the scenes.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
Xiluo's expression was stiff. "It has nothing to do with me. Here's what happened."
Then, he recounted what had happened in the afternoon.
When everyone heard this, they all beat their chests and stamped their feet. It turned out that Master Nobelin was a fan of the hover motorcycles. Moreover, the manager of the development department of this small company had personally handed out flyers and had a good service attitude.
This small company's luck was way too good!
"Don't crowd around me. Where's the person in charge of the Blue Horn Company …" Xiluo shouted.
At the same time.
At the outermost area of the hall, Gaider, the general manager of the Blue Horn Hover Motorcycle Company, was listening to his subordinates' reports on the orders during the day.
Gaider looked at the data and sighed. "We've been busy all day, and this is all we got?"
"General manager. Only these orders … "The sales manager smiled bitterly.
At the side, the employees of the company were dejected. General Gaider had used his connections everywhere to get the booth for the Machinery Exchange Conference.
This kind of booth could be said to be the best sales platform, but the number of orders was far lower than expected.
"The era of the Black-Horned Goat Hover Motorcycle is finally over …"
Gaider shook his head. He was a fanatic of this hover motorcycle. He had entered this industry because of his passion for it. He had watched this model go from the peak to the bottom.
Perhaps it was time for the Black-Horned Goat Hover Motorcycle to leave the stage …
Gaider sighed softly, his enthusiasm waning.
"Uncle Gaider, don't worry. We've been busy all day. Let's find a place to have a drink. Why are we still standing here? Will there really be a Master Mechanic who will come to our company? "
Isaac said in a low, muffled voice.
"Drink your head …" Gaider laughed.
"Although we're here to make up the numbers, if we leave now, our company will be finished if they really pursue this matter. Furthermore, what if there really is a Master Mechanic who will come to our company … "
All the employees of the company laughed. They also had a trace of hope. What if there really was a Master Mechanic who would come to our company because their company's name was pleasing to the ear?
Although the probability of that happening was minuscule, they still had to have some hope …
Suddenly, he heard someone call his name. Gaider looked up, not understanding what was going on.
The crowd parted to form a path. The people in the inner circle let him pass with jealousy. The Blue Horn Hover Motorcycle Company had been turned against.
"What? Our company has been turned against? "Gaider's eyes widened. He was dumbfounded.
All the employees present were stunned. They had just been fantasizing, but they had really been turned against. Was this fake?
Xirol walked over and gestured for Gaider to come over. She told him what had happened during the day.
"We really have been turned against …"
Gaider took a deep breath. His hands were trembling, and his chest was stuffy. He felt suffocated.
He had just been thinking that if the company continued to lose money, it would close down next year.
Now, a legendary Master Mechanic like Norbelin had turned against them. Was the Blue Horn Hover Motorcycle Company going to make a comeback?
"General Manager Gaider. Stop daydreaming. Let's go. "
Xirol pointed at Isaac as he spoke. "He wants to go too."
"Okay. Okay. Thank you, Master Xirol. "
Gaider hurriedly stood up and pulled the still dumbfounded Isaac to follow Xirol to the VIP lounge.
Along the way, Xirol briefly explained what had happened in the afternoon.
Gaider finally understood what had happened. This Master Norbelin was a fan of the Black-Horned Goat Hover Motorcycle. He had seen a manager of the Development Department giving out flyers in the afternoon, so he had decided to help him.
"General Manager. I'm not good with words. What should I say later? "Isaac asked in a low voice.
"Whatever Master Norbelin says, just say it. Don't talk nonsense."
Gaider ordered in a low voice. The way he looked at Isaac was no longer as strict as before.
He was old friends with Donald. When the latter had recommended his nephew to study management, Gaider had arranged the title of Development Manager for Donald's sake.
In fact, the Black-Horned Goat Hover Motorcycle Company did not need any development. It was just an idle position, and the other departments could just help out if they needed help.
He had not expected Isaac to encounter such a good thing in just half a month.
Gaider believed Donald's words about his nephew being very lucky seemed to be true.
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