If those 4 gold coins hadn't been sold, maybe there wouldn't be so much trouble.
Now it's good, everyone in the company heard the news and came to join in the fun, and they are going to hold some kind of internal auction.
Zhang Miao and the other five people disagreed at first. Why, they were the ones who blew up the stuff, so why would you interfere with it?
But Wang Chaoyang blocked their mouths with one sentence.
"You can't form a unified opinion within your team. If you let everyone participate, you can still sell it at a good price, and no one will suffer."
The truth is correct, but it is still very, very frustrating.
This staff has no job requirements and can be equipped at level 5. It is simply a BUG. The summoning special effects can be used before the first turn, and it is very easy to use. It also has the rejuvenation special effect. Even after the first turn, it is still very powerful. Just think about it, everyone
If you start from scratch, how much advantage will you gain in the early stage?
The internal bidding was going on extremely hotly, so the five people in their team huddled in the corner, all of them with gloomy faces.
Last night, Brother Ruoran came and proposed that the staff be shared among the team, but Zhang Miao didn't agree. He was a mage, and he picked it up by himself. No matter what aspect, shouldn't it be given to him for use?
Generally speaking, this is true, but the potential benefits of this game are too great, so great that favors, accidents, and reasons are all pale. Anyway, after the identification, no one has ever mentioned that it should be him, that is, the eldest cousin Hu
Xinmin didn't say anything either.
"10 gold, damn 10 gold, Erniu, do you have that much money?"
"You don't have to worry about this."
"Now the price of gold coins has begun to appreciate again. For 10 gold coins, you have to pay at least 50,000..."
"50,000, already 0.7 to 1 on the forum."
"Damn it, are you crazy?"
Seeing the chaos, Wang Chaoyang knocked on the table and allowed the bidding to continue.
"11 gold"
"Crazy, crazy"
"Damn it, 12 gold, I'm trying to sell iron!"
"Hey, we're going to sell the pot, so let's give it 15 gold."
"Jiantou, do you have that much money? Mr. Wang..."
Wang Chaoyang coughed and said, "I can guarantee that the nose of the plane will fly out."
"...This guy doesn't know how to sell a house, right?"
The pilot's name is Cao Shan, a feminine name. She is about thirty years old. She used to be a chef and is from this city. She has a poor boy from her parents in the suburbs outside the Second Ring Road. She was originally planning to build a wedding room. She is familiar with him.
Everyone knows.
It sounds too exaggerated. Selling the wedding house just for the equipment in the game?
Many people have difficulty digesting this reality.
But more people know that it is worth it, because they are betting that with the early advantage gained by this top-quality staff, all the money can be earned back.
Can you earn it back?
Most people gave a positive answer.
As a result, the atmosphere at the bidding site became even more heated.
"It's 15 gold, and no one bids more, so this staff will belong to Cao Shan?"
There is a house suppressing it in front, and most people are powerless even if they have the will. Besides, who knows, they will definitely be able to earn it back. If the system fails or someone blows it up, or... there are risks.
"Then let's do it, 15 gold, the staff belongs to Cao Shan"
After the dust settled, everyone felt disappointed. Brother Ruoran came over and whispered to Zhang Miao: "This will only benefit outsiders in vain. Brother, do you believe that I can make it happen in a while?"
"Why do I trust you?" Zhang Miao asked, lowering his head.
"Anyway, I can give you more than 3 gold in the future."
"Yesterday, just yesterday, I sold 4 gold for 0.3, and it rose to 0.8 today. It can rise again in the future..."
"What do you mean?"
"I want to ask, I am a mage, and I picked up the staff. I am not ignorant, right? Why can't you give it to me? Do you lack these 3 golds? I don't lack it either. Why do you want me to trust you?
Don’t you believe me?”
Brother Ruoran was speechless when asked.
"I don't lack these three golds, I support Xiao Er," the eldest cousin's voice sounded next to him.
"Damn, I want to take away 15 gold. Instead of taking advantage of outsiders, why not give it to the waiter? We can form a fixed team... Lao Li, please be careful, are you willing to do it?"
Xie Changting's words gave Zhang Miao a sense of hope. He immediately raised his head and looked at Brother Ruoran's face.
Brother Ruoran is hesitating and struggling. On one side is reason and on the other side is selfishness. It is true that this is the most advantageous distribution method, but 15 gold, 150,000, a few people have known each other for more than a month, is it worth it?
"Damn, what you said is right. I don't need these 3 golds. I won't sell the things anymore and give them to the waiter."
"Okay!", the eldest cousin slapped the back of the chair and said: "After surviving this test, we will be brothers, a fixed team, a collective that trusts each other."
Hu Xinmin's words were good, and all five of them laughed.
"I'll go talk to Mr. Wang right now," Brother Ruoran smiled with white teeth, turned around and went to find Wang Chaoyang.
"Not for sale!?" Wang Chaoyang put down his pen, frowned, and looked over carefully, "Why?"
"We are going to use the waiter. Anyway, we are a fixed team. If he gets better, we can follow him. We have discussed it."
Wang Chaoyang crossed his arms and thought for a moment, "Are you sure?"
"Um"
"I'm afraid it won't work anymore. Cao Shan has already sold the house."
"ah?"
"What did you do? You went back on your word on such a big thing. The bidding agreement was signed in vain. So many people are watching. What do you want the company to do?"
"Brother Wang...Mr. Wang, no, we know this, I..."
"Now that the results of the auction have been obtained, we must strictly abide by the agreement. If you go back and tell them that you are not satisfied with the price, the company can subsidize some, so you will not suffer any loss."
Wang Chaoyang was so strong that Ruoran was a little short of breath in front of him, and he didn't react until he left the office.
What about Cao Shan, Cao Shan is just a drag, Wang Chaoyang is really selling a house? How can a house be sold so quickly?
Seeing him coming back with a sullen expression, Zhang Miao and the other two people felt a pang in their hearts and quickly asked what happened.
Brother Ruoran told Wang Chaoyang's attitude, and the five of them fell into a long silence.
"Have you read the agreement carefully?" Hu Xinmin asked.
The four of them shook their heads together.
"Fuck!" Hu Xinmin went back to the house to get the bidding agreement.
"What should I do!?" Zhang Miao asked in confusion.
"There is no good thing among capitalists," Hsieh scolded.
"It's no use talking about this." Brother Ruoran scratched his hair in distress, "How do you keep things true?"
"I won't give it to you, what should I do?" Xie Changting shouted.
What Xie Changting said was angry, but Brother Ruoran took it seriously, "Yes, what if I don't give it to you? At worst, we go out and work alone. Who the hell cares about the salary, what do you think?"
"I..." Zhang Miao opened her mouth.
Hu Xinmin came back, holding the agreement signed by everyone, pointing to the terms above and saying: "...The bidding is completed. If we regret it, we need to compensate Cao Shan 10 times."
"What Cao Shan? She is clearly Wang Chaoyang," Brother Ruoran jumped up angrily and shouted.
"They have a team of lawyers, and we can't beat them." The eldest cousin was a little frustrated. "I should have looked carefully before signing..."
"You won't shrink, will you?" Brother Ruoran shouted: "Xiaoer, don't be a coward!"
"What can we do?" Xie Changting was also a little confused.
"Move out, resign, file a lawsuit, whatever, just hand over the things and avoid negotiation!" Brother Ruoran took the risk and shouted with a red face.
"Secretary?" Xie Changting and Hu Xinmin looked at Zhang Miao.
Zhang Miao fell into huge hesitation and struggle.
"Please, when we file a lawsuit, we don't announce the verdict right away. We just delay it, I'm afraid of nothing."
"They are big capitalists, and even the hair on their head is thicker than our waists."
"I don't believe him even if he is willing to cut himself off. He still dares to do it"
"What can you do if you force yourself to do it?"
"I, I...expose him, now that the self-media is so developed..." Brother Ruoran shouted in a sullen tone.
