Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 383 382. Communicating with a guy whose brain is sometimes good and sometimes bad...

When moving around, it was necessary to protect the internal unit, so Seifer wrapped Saint Nai tightly with cushioning materials, and she also proved that although there would occasionally be some small noises due to the bumps of the vehicle...

Because the padding fit perfectly on various parts of her body, when Cypher moved, her cheeks would occasionally turn slightly red from the perfect pressure of the hard metal under the padding.

Fortunately, Sefer's attention is not here. He is very busy and needs to prepare for the next negotiations. He needs to think about what to say, how to deal with the difficulties on the other side, etc.

In the car, after Seifer put forward his two proposals, the salesperson's expression was obviously interested.

There are also many satellite cities around the college city. Although there are a steady stream of caravans coming in to provide material transportation, the combined costs of transportation, storage, and the profits that merchants have to make have made it normal for the price of "beer" from outside to remain high.

However, even so, the profit is not so high that it is necessary to build a winery in the satellite city... If you want to say that brewing strong liquor or fruit wine is of high value, then the node city with a large amount of agricultural output is definitely better.

Seifer was able to develop rapid filling technology in the college city. Could it be that he has a team of talented students under his command?
The salesperson couldn't help but look up to this man, but Sefer didn't care at all. He just lowered his head and kept looking at the documents, preparing for the next meeting.

For reasons understood by both parties, the meeting place was chosen to be below the walls of the Academy City, in a commercial area temporarily given to the entertainment company for use.

Less than half a minute after Seifer and the other man sat down in the plain reception room without any advertising slogans or promotions, people from the entertainment company rushed in.

"Sorry, sorry, we're a little busy. Well, we only have half an hour. Please start now."

This guy was wearing a strange green suit covered with all kinds of fantastic patches, and his purple hair was styled to look like some kind of indescribable non-mainstream style.

Under the suspicious gaze of the two, the negotiator quickly sat down and asked with a puzzled look: "What's wrong? Why don't you start?"

Seifer kicked the salesman under the table.

The latter coughed and handed over the document in his hand: "We come here with sincerity this time, and hope that you can consider this proposal..."

The technology of fast beer bottling, but the new brand is certainly not well-known, and if it is promoted, it will be blocked by companies composed of various businessmen. In this regard, even the three giants of the business alliance will have to suffer a setback.

It just so happens that a big star from the entertainment company is here. We get the portrait authorization and then produce under the OEM brand. There is no need to worry about not being able to sell it. Even if the price is a little higher, it doesn’t matter - it will definitely sell out.

Those small pieces of junk plastic can be sold for dozens of dollars each at concerts. This is real beer, how can it not sell?
When the other party is interested, the salesperson will throw out an attractive ratio in a calm manner.

The man immediately stood up, slamming his hands on the table in excitement. "This is such a good thing! Then let's sign the contract quickly. We'll arrange for someone to produce artistic photos for you shortly. They'll definitely meet your requirements!"

While speaking, he even wiped his saliva. This mentally abnormal look made the salesperson frown.

"...No rush. We have another project to discuss, but it looks like the time is almost up."

The two men saw the man take out a syringe from his pocket and stab himself in the neck without even looking.

“Uh…uh…ah… huh, so cool!”

The man suddenly let out a strange cry, then sat down at the table in a serious tone: "Time is not a problem. It's better for everyone to make money together. I'll confirm this agreement later. It's beneficial to us and not harmful..."

Seifer muttered, "Does this company also provide treatment for the mentally ill?"

The salesperson also muttered, "That's not true. It's a high-quality product produced by our company's pharmaceutical industry. Your brain will work better while it's effective, but don't touch it. After the effect wears off, your brain will become very stupid."

"You two, do you have any opinions about me?"

I think there are problems throughout your company, not just a few opinions. Saifu muttered inwardly... Oh, now I have Shengnai in my heart, and Shengnai will not say bad things behind your back.

He raised his hand slightly to let the man look at him: "Let's not talk about the beer promotion for now. This is just one of the adjustments to make us closer."

"Bringing people closer... I like to hear that word. What we at the entertainment company love most is communicating with people and making them happy. Of course, it's also okay for us to be happy ourselves."

While speaking, the man took out two more pills and put them in his mouth. The salesperson quietly told Sefer that they were oral caffeine.

A medicine jar, right?

"Abian is about to release several new models of machines in the near future, and their styles are just like our philosophy." Said Seifer, he was amazed.

"Due to confidentiality requirements, we must keep this strictly confidential. Each of these models has its own advantages, but mercenaries today clearly don't have the courage to buy new machines to operate."

"That's when the star effect kicks in. There will always be those mercenaries who have assets but don't know how to use them and are reluctant to upgrade their mechas. They die pretty quickly anyway, so wouldn't it be great if they could help us test the mechas before they die?"

The man from the entertainment company looked like he had found a confidant, but fortunately his mind was still relatively normal, except for an abnormal blush on his face.

"I didn't expect you're also a fan... Haha, that's good, but honestly, are you planning on getting one of our big stars to endorse the mecha?"

"It's not just about endorsement. I need you to arrange for her to 'pilot' the machine. I'll come up with some plans for this. This advertising campaign will bring huge profits to both of us."

"No, no, this is too dangerous. Miss Nana is our company's flagship product. Any slight bump or damage that might affect the performance is absolutely unacceptable."

The two looked at each other for a moment. Cypher made an estimate and said calmly before the other party took out the syringe, "Who said we need to use a real body? This is the Academy City. We have abundant resources."

Seifer leaned forward in his chair, propping his chin up. "It's like filming a series of movies. Miss Nana will use the simulated cockpit, and recording these will be enough."

It's a very tempting plan. You know, entertainment companies have always been coveting these things, but their level of armament... you said there are some, such as independent mercenaries who come here spontaneously for protection.

But these are external things after all. If I use this opportunity to get closer to Abian, maybe I can get permission to purchase the machine in the future.

The effect of the drug had worn off, and the man, whose mind had become quite stupid, nodded with a smile, spoke some incomprehensible words, and took out another injection from his pocket.

No matter how useful this thing is, it shouldn't require two injections in just thirty minutes. At this rate, will he die in a stinky ditch tomorrow?

However, the fact that such stuff could be brought up for negotiation suggests that perhaps all employees in the entertainment company are seriously ill, or perhaps their real attention is elsewhere.

Seifer raised an eyebrow and said as the other party calmed down, "In that case, we still need to specify a detailed script."

"So, after signing the contract, we need to go see Miss Nana immediately."

"No."

"The agent."

"This is acceptable."

(End of this chapter)