Zhao Xuming's words made Chrétien fall silent.
Indeed, he could not sit back and do nothing.
Based on the current situation, the strength that FV Team had displayed was too strong. What's more, be it tactical reserves, players' condition, or public opinion environment, they had all reached an unprecedented peak.
He did not know who was in FV Team's data analysis team but there was no doubt that they had received support from the GPL league and even Tengda Corporation's game designers!
Otherwise, they would not have been able to improve their understanding of the version and tactics by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time.
Based on the current trend, FV Team would have an absolute advantage even if they reached the finals.
It would be an extremely terrible situation for Chrétien and Zhao Xuming if FV Team really won the championship.
Logically speaking, Finger Games was the organizer of the competition. It would not make much difference to them which team won the championship.
However, IOI's global finals had changed now. FV Team not only represented the domestic IOI E-Sports circle, but also Tengda Corporation.
In other words, Tengda Corporation's designers and data analysts used IOI's global finals as a battlefield and started a silent battle with IOI's designers and all the teams!
Thus, Finger Games could not lose.
However, as the organizer, Finger Games could not play any tricks. There was no such thing as an airtight wall. If they were to be discovered, it would be a super scandal that would shock the entire world. Not only would it make the fairness of the global finals a joke, but it would also ruin the reputation of Finger Games and even Dayak Corporation.
He was caught in a dilemma.
If they did not care, they would definitely be hurt. If they did care, there would be a chance of survival, but it would also be accompanied by huge risks. If they were not careful, it would be worse than not caring.
From Finger Games' perspective, this was a difficult choice.
But for Chrétien himself, he had other considerations.
If FV Team won the championship and the popularity of the global finals was earned by FV and Tengda, Chrétien would definitely be fired by the upper echelons as the person in charge of this series of decisions.
At the very least, FV Team would stop at second place. Finger Games would only be able to save face. Only then would Chrétien's position be preserved.
Thus, from Chrétien's personal point of view, he did not have much choice.
When it came to his position as the person in charge of the Great Huaxia region, Chrétien didn't dare to neglect it. After considering it again and again, he lowered his voice and said, "What you said makes sense. I will find two Balancers in the company to analyze FV Team's tactical playstyle, summarize the new version's game data, and hand it over to FRY Team to provide them with tactical support in private. "
"No matter what, we can't let FV Team win!"
After much consideration, Chrétien felt that he had to take the risk.
As long as he found two Balancers who knew the ins and outs of the situation and spoke to FRY team, this news should not spread if both sides kept their mouths shut.
As long as the outside world didn't know about it, there shouldn't be a problem.
There was only one week left before the finals. There was not much time left for FRY to prepare.
Chrétien suddenly thought of something and looked at Zhao Xuming. "Can you get some information from FV Team?"
Obviously, simply sending two Balancers might not be able to make a difference.
Finger Games' official data Balancer might have a better grasp of data and understanding of the game than ordinary people, but he might not be able to combine data and tactics well.
From data to tactics, a lot of details were needed. What's more, they had to consider the players' playstyle habits, their familiarity with key heroes, and so on.
Thus, Chrétien felt that he would be more confident if he could obtain some information from FV Team.
Zhao Xuming's face was bitter. "I can't get it. There's no way to get it."
"I had already fallen out with FV's boss, Wu Yue, before I left the country. If I were to get close to him now, I would definitely be suspected. It would be even more impossible to spy on him. That group of people hired four bodyguards and usually trained on the second floor of an internet cafe. They were all their own people who booked the place to train. No information would be leaked at all."
"This group of people is like an iron bucket. You can't insert a needle or pour water in. They don't even play Rank. The outside world doesn't know what heroes the FV team members have been practicing recently."
Chrétien thought for a moment and asked, "I heard that FV Team is playing mock competitions with SUG Team. Don't you know the boss of SUG Team, Ding Gan? Can you think of a way to obtain some information from them? "
Zhao Xuming's expression became even more awkward. "This … I'm afraid he won't give me a good look now."
Zhao Xuming knew his own limits.
Previously, he had promised that SUG Team would definitely have a spot in the international competition. In the end, FV Team appeared out of nowhere and snatched the spot. Zhao Xuming felt that Ding Gan and SUG Team were no longer of value, so he ignored him. Ding Gan definitely felt uncomfortable about this.
On the other hand, Boss Pei had paid for SUG to come to Los Angeles out of his own pocket. Ding Gan and Wu Yue were chatting and laughing at the airport. Obviously, Ding Gan had already sided with Boss Pei.
If Zhao Xuming pretended to look for Ding Gan now, would he have a good expression?
Ding Gan would probably turn around and tell Boss Pei and Wu Yue about this, making FV Team even more vigilant.
Of course, Ding Gan was only the boss of a club. He might not dare to fall out with Zhao Xuming. However, it was hard to say what he would do behind his back.
Zhao Xuming had no confidence in this.
Chrétien was a little angry. "What's wrong with you! Why have all the slightly useful people fallen out? You can't count on anything! "
Zhao Xuming was very angry, but he opened his mouth but could not refute.
Indeed, if Zhao Xuming's attitude towards Ding Gan had been better, or if he had not chosen to abandon FV Team previously, the current situation might have been different.
However, Zhao Xuming could not predict the future. How could he have thought of such a thing!
One wrong step led to many wrong steps. The seemingly insignificant decision that he had made in a moment of anger and hot-headedness had produced very serious consequences.
Chrétien could not say much. He could only sigh. "Since that's the case, forget it. I hope that FRY Team can stop FV."
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January 16th, Monday …
Pei Qian woke up as usual and came to the company to check on the situation of the various industries. At the same time, he thought about where he should start his plan to spend money.
Pei Qian knew nothing about the scheming in Los Angeles.
Pei Qian had already given up on them strategically after seeing FV win 3: 0 and enter the finals last weekend.
His classmates had already gone home for winter break after the exam week ended. Pei Qian felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy when he thought about how he had to spend money bitterly.
Less than two minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
He Desheng reminded him, "Boss Pei, the Street Food Contest that I told you about previously is going to start this afternoon. Do you have any other instructions?"
Pei Qian was stunned. "This afternoon?"
He Desheng nodded. "That's right, this afternoon. Oh, I didn't set the time. Meng Chang's original plan was set to be this afternoon. Perhaps it was because he had planned to record the broadcast. Boss Pei, if you think it's not suitable, you can postpone it to the weekend. "
Pei Qian raised his hand. "No, today is good. We'll hold it as usual."
Previously, He Desheng had told Pei Qian that there would be a Street Food Contest 'next week'. Pei Qian had thought that it would definitely be on the weekend.
After all, such competitions had to be popular. There would be more people watching on the weekend.
However, Meng Chang's original idea was not to live-stream it but to record it.
That was because Meng Chang's main goal in organizing this competition was to let the food vendors from all over the country carry the Cold-Faced Lady's sedan chair.
The program would first introduce how delicious and unique the food stalls from all over the country were. Then, it would highlight how outstanding the Cold-Faced Lady's taste was. It was completely better than the best vendors in the country.
It was easier to have live-stream accidents if it was a live-stream. It would be much easier to control the recording. If anything unexpected happened, they could just cut it and reshoot it.
After editing it, Meng Chang would spend a huge sum of money on Aili Island and other video websites to promote it and further increase the Cold-Faced Lady's reputation.
This would be a very effective marketing campaign before the Cold-Faced Lady collapsed.
While some people suspected that the Cold-Faced Lady's roasted cold noodles were not as delicious as Meng Chang bragged about, the overall taste was not very bad. Thus, there were different opinions on whether the 'Cold-Faced Lady' was delicious or not.
Under such circumstances, marketing could play a role in guiding public opinion.
It was just like many food and beverage brands. As long as the marketing was good and everyone said that it was delicious, many customers would choose to try it.
However, the situation was completely different now that the Cold-Faced Lady had experienced the previous bankruptcy storm.
The public opinion caused by excessive marketing had completely reversed. Most people would tend to trample on it until it was worthless. No matter how the cold noodles tasted, they would find it disgusting.
He Desheng was about to leave when Pei Qian stopped him.
"Wait a minute, did you just say that this Street Food Contest is a recorded broadcast?"
He Desheng nodded. "It's a recorded broadcast. I'm mainly worried that something unexpected might happen during the live-stream."
"According to Meng Chang's original plan, the judges have already hinted that the Cold-Faced Lady's roasted cold noodles must be first in the final evaluation of taste."
Pei Qian frowned. "How can that do!"
"Change the recorded broadcast to a live-stream."
"Also, tell the judges that the evaluation must be realistic. Don't give the Cold-Faced Lady any face!"
"The others are all street food. The Cold-Faced Lady has already benefited from the industrialization of fast food. We should be stricter in terms of taste."
"When the time comes, criticize the Cold-Faced Lady's roasted cold noodles. You have to point out any problems sternly. Don't show any mercy!"
He Desheng was stunned for a moment, but he did not ask further. "Alright, Boss Pei. I'll call the person-in-charge now and ask him to do as you say."
Pei Qian's two requests did not conflict with the entire process of the Street Food Contest. It was easy to change them. All he had to do was inform the judges.
The venue for the Street Food Contest this time was a luxurious hotel in Beijing. Meng Chang's original intention should be to raise the standard of the competition as much as possible. That way, he would be able to better showcase the Cold-Faced Lady's high-end brand.
The Cold-Faced Lady might be fast food, but in Meng Chang's imagination, it was mainly targeted at petty bourgeoisie and white-collar workers. Thus, it had to have a certain standard. It was obviously different from ordinary roasted cold noodles.
The Cold-Faced Lady held a Street Food Contest in a luxurious hotel, and the roasted cold noodles won in the end.
This sounded like a hot topic, and it would definitely bring in its own traffic.
Pei Qian could not be bothered to make a trip to Beijing for this. Thus, he did not go this time. He would just watch the live-stream in Jingzhou.
To be honest, this Street Food Contest was quite interesting. It might really be able to create some popularity.
However, Pei Qian did not panic at all.
He directly told the judges to criticize the Cold-Faced Lady's roasted cold noodles and make its already bad reputation worse! He wanted everyone to know that the Cold-Faced Lady's roasted cold noodles were not as delicious as they were bragged about!
That way, everyone would definitely despise the Cold-Faced Lady even more. No one would go to the Cold-Faced Lady's shop to spend money. Over time, this brand would only be able to burn money …
Wouldn't that be better?
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