Chapter 702: Miss Son
writer:Black Swordsman Online      update:2022-07-14 16:41
  At Shanghai Hongqiao International Airport was a fleet of cars that had an extraordinary presence. Once they stopped, they opened at the same time. More than twenty men in suits and leather shoes locked down a small area nearby in a very cultured manner.

  When a stylish woman with an extraordinary presence and an exaggerated pair of sunglasses over her face walked out of the airport under the escort of a few bodyguards, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked forward with a few secretaries without saying anything.

  She showed great respect. “Miss, my name is Kim Ruo-rin. The master ordered us to be in charge of your work and daily life in China. If you have anything you are dissatisfied with, you can order me to fix it.”

  The butler spoke fluent Korean, and the stylish woman finally took off her sunglasses to reveal a fair face that fit into the standards of Korean beauty. She was not incredibly beautiful, but she was still a beauty with a great temperament and was incredibly easy on the eyes. Her beautiful eyes sparkled.

  “No need for such trouble. Bring me to the place I’m staying. I have a task today.”

  Kim Ruo-rin said nothing else and quickly opened the car door so that the granddaughter of Samsung Group’s director could sit inside.

  The group quickly got into the car, and the car slowly began moving.

  “The director’s secretary should have already told you about my situation and requests for my arrival here. How’re your preparations?”

  “I have contacted most of the people you requested to contact,” Kim Ruo-rin answered tentatively.

  After all, Miss Son was famous in the group for being bossy and overbearing. Her demands were also very harsh.

  “Most?” the stylish woman drawled, and her eyes landed on the fearful butler. “Butler Kim, you are from Samsung Group and also a Korean, yes?”

  “Yes.”

  “No wonder then.” The stylish woman had the expression that said that all her questions were answered. “Recently, Samsung Group’s influence is no longer as great as before. “Who didn’t you manage to contact?”

  As she spoke, she admired the view of Shanghai through the window. She had always looked forward to visiting this strong country which had developed swiftly and had plenty of hidden potential for business.

  “This is what happened.” Kim Ruo-rin released a breath of relief, straightened her posture, and answered. “We’ve contacted the person in-charge of Class One Hall, but they stated that while they can work with us, they cannot give us outright support in this matter.”

  “Okay.” The stylish woman chuckled softly.

  “As for Towering Palace, I heard that the sisters opened an advertisement company, and it isn’t so famous.”

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  The stylish woman had already predicted Class One Hall’s refusal in providing them clear support. Class One Hall had a very tense relationship with Mu Clan during the beginning stages of the game, and there was even a major conflict between them. If there was any of the four top-class sects who could not do anything about her situation, it would only be Class One Hall.

  “Miss Son, your information is indeed very accurate. But this is something that happened yesterday. Today, there is a slight change.” Kim Ruo-rin’s answer caused the stylish woman, Sul-rin, to frown slightly.

  “Change?”

  Naturally, she knew that Kim Ruo-rin had worded things in this manner to respect her, but the real meaning behind her words was that Sul-rin’s information was rather outdated.

  Sometimes, being outdated for even one minute or an hour could cause a fatal strike!

  “Details.”

  “Very well.” Kim Ruo-rin did not dare to be inattentive. “A few days ago, World of Martial Arts’ official developers contacted Clear Music and Musical Note, the people in charge of Towering Palace, and asked them to be in charge of the designs of the advertisements for a few sports brands. The news have been officially verified yesterday.”

  “Hah, they did well in keeping them a secret.”

  “The other collaborator is Happy.”

  “Is he the spokesperson?” Miss Son frowned slightly before she quickly came to understand what was going on. “The brand effect will be good. Right now, there are very few foreigners who do not know that the strongest player in the Chinese server is Happy.”

  But her impression of Happy was not good, because it was the first time she was in such a passive situation. She had to fly over from Korea to Shanghai in search for a chance to continue staying in the Chinese server.

  “Yes.” Kim Ruo-rin pushed her elegant glasses up. “Their advertisement company is currently very popular because they gained the sponsorship and support from the developers of World of Martial Arts. It’s possible that they will become one of the top advertisement companies in China in the future. Besides, the development of Towering Palace in the game is impressive. The daily profit they earn is shocking.”

  “How are your negotiations with them?”

  “We’ve offered them a few major deals, and they should be very tempting to the girls. Musical Note said that she can try and see what the views are about this, but as of now, they cannot give us a detailed reply,” Kim Ruo-rin answered.

  Miss Son snapped her fingers. “Regardless of whether you can do it or not, give them the deals.”

  Their cooperation with Towering Palace was not deep, but if they could strengthen their relationship with them through business deals in the real world, Son Sul-rin would be in a safer situation when she participated in the events in China in the future, and her journey would become much smoother.

  “Alright.” Kim Ruo-rin noted it down.

  “Have you contacted Chivalry Sect and Mu Clan?”

  “I’ve contacted Chivalry Sect, but the people there said that since it was Happy’s decision, they will not interfere with it.”

  Kim Ruo-rin saw herself frowning slightly in her reflection on the car window.

  “We haven’t managed to contact Mu Clan as of right now.”

  “Why?”

  Miss Son was stunned. She remembered that Happy was someone from the University of South China, and some of his friends’ phone number were stated clearly on South China Martial Arts Ranking Board.

  “The people on South China Martial Arts Ranking Board aren’t in charge of the matters in Mu Clan. Thunderous Battle never announced any method to contact him, and it’s the same with Happy, while the normal members do not dare to get involved in this.

  “Right now, we can contact Assassin Hall’s Hall Master Tang Feng, the Twin Demons, and Cold Moon Palace’s Palace Master Lu Mingyue.”

  None of the names Kim Ruo-rin reported could make Miss Son satisfied. Son Sul-rin could not help but frown and ask, “What about One Emperor?”

  “We don’t have any information about him, and none of our friends can contact him. He doesn’t reply to us when we send him a message in the game either,” Kim Ruo-rin answered tentatively.

  Miss Son sighed long and hard. “Oh well, it’s useless to contact the other people aside from Towering Palace. Tell Musical Note that I’m willing to admit to my wrongs, and as long as Happy can forgive me, I’m willing to reimburse him in terms of money or resources.”

  “Alright.”

  The fleet of cars slowly drove into the prosperous and luxurious Steel City. The sounds of the heavy traffic around them drowned out their conversation.

  *****

  In a company in another city far away was a young woman with an extraordinary appearance. She had a gloomy look when she sat in her office.

  “Did we offend Happy again?”

  She had received Samsung Group’s request for some time, but she had yet to think about how she wanted to form her answer. After all, Happy had already come over to Towering Palace once and dealt them a nearly fatal blow that led to a reformation because of a foreign force of power.

  Their relationship had become slightly more cordial because of the advertisement, but she was not certain whether the deal would anger Happy again.

  “Big sister, do you think we should agree to this deal?”

  While she had a frown on her face, a call through the intercom suddenly came through.

  It was a number only those in World of Martial Arts knew. Could it be that something happened in the game?

  “What is it—”

  “Log in quickly! There’s news about Eunuch Yang’s Warehouse!”