In Lin Chuan''s opinion, the brand turning of the mechanical exchange event is similar to that in common sense, that is, the subject of interaction is different


    It was the mechanical masters who turned over the brand, while the companies and chaebols who were turned over.


    In essence, isn''t it all business?


    The old tradition of the venue is that the companies and chaebols that have been overturned offer intentions to see if the mechanical masters are willing to cooperate.


    This is also a benefit that companies and chaebols stationed at the venue can enjoy.


    Looking at these brands in the tray, Lin Chuan was stunned. At the moment, he really felt the power status of the mechanical master.


    As long as you turn a card, a company and chaebol will change greatly. It is likely that a small company will rise because of a certain product.


    "Master nobelin, if you don''t want to, I''ll turn them down."


    Seeing Lin Chuan stunned and speechless, sylol jumped in his heart and said immediately.


    In fact, sylor had no choice. As soon as he went out, he was pulled over by a group of people, all of whom were the top leaders of major companies and chaebols, as well as the top leaders of the white dwarf Kingdom, who wanted to cooperate with the young mechanical master.


    You know, after the storm in Baijian port, the reputation of this mysterious mechanical master has been second only to the authorities of those mechanical masters in the east continent.


    This still refers to the circle of mechanics.


    If in the eyes of the public, the popularity of this mysterious mechanical master is far more popular than the authority of those mechanical masters.


    After all, the authority of those mechanical masters is high, they are usually buried in research, and they won''t beat the meat and blood factory.


    After tonight, everything is even different. The mysterious mechanical master once again frustrated the flesh and blood factory. He is so young.


    In the future, in the circle of mechanics, master nobelin''s reputation may be comparable to that of master Ferdinand.


    As for the public mind, master nobelin''s popularity is likely to explode


    It''s crazy enough to cooperate with such a mechanical master, even if there is no substantive cooperation content, and bring a burst of positive publicity effect to the company and the chaebol.


    In the face of the pleading of many acquaintances, sylol had no choice but to try to ask.


    Just as he was about to quit, Lin Chuan reached out and looked at the sign in the tray.


    "What companies and chaebols are there..."


    Lin Chuan looked through these brands and saw a familiar name - Lanjiao suspension motorcycle company.


    "This......" Lin Chuan said.


    Sylol was stunned. Thinking of the day, he immediately bowed out.


    Bang!


    The door closed gently. Lin Chuan turned his head and looked at the second in the world. He had not yet opened his mouth. The latter was very straightforward and took out a box and handed it over.


    "This is a gift of thanks."


    When the box was opened, there was a beautifully bound book with a blood color on the cover. There was a word frame on the cover, but there was no word. After opening, it was also blank page by page.


    Lin Chuan''s face changed and he didn''t take it. In others'' eyes, the wordless book was a very different situation.


    "You''re a little big..." Lin Chuan said in a deep voice.


    "No. It''s not a big gift." the second in the world smiled and felt that there seemed to be a bright bloom under the helmet.


    "Let me tell you the truth. I have a bet with people. The goal is the wreckage of the six-star famous knife, the special prize of the competition. Now I have won the bet."


    "So, I think it''s more appropriate to give you a thank-you gift. My original thank-you gift was a five-star spiritual energy cultivation skill, but it''s obviously a little too light compared with the bet I won."


    "If it hadn''t been for master nobelin, you were ready to run away and leaked a little breath, I wouldn''t know what to give."


    "As it happens, this book may not be useful to others, but it should be the most suitable for master nobelin."


    "By the way, let''s make friends..."


    Lin Chuan was a little silent, nodded, took the box and put it away carefully.


    ——


    The corridor outside the lounge was crowded with people. When they saw Sylar coming out, they rushed up. When they saw the sign, a group of people were in an uproar.


    "Blue horn suspension motorcycle company? Isn''t that a small company?"


    "This company is still at a loss... Which of the companies operating black horn goat suspension motorcycles are profitable now?"


    "How did master nobelin choose such a small company, master sylol? There''s no inside story, right?"


    The top executives of major companies and chaebols looked envious, jealous and resentful, and stared at sylol one after another, wondering if he was operating secretly.


    "What are you looking at me for?"


    Sylol''s face was flat. "It has nothing to do with me. Here''s the thing."


    Then he said the afternoon thing again.


    After listening to this, everyone at the scene beat their chest and feet. It turned out that master nobelin was the feelings Party of this type of suspension motorcycle. In addition, the development manager of this small company personally sent leaflets. The service attitude was very good, so they turned over the brand.


    This small company is also very lucky!


    "Don''t surround me, the head of blue point company..." cried sylol.


    meanwhile.


    Outside the hall, gaidel, general manager of Lanjiao suspension motorcycle company, was looking sad and listening to his subordinates report on their orders during the day.


    "I''ve been busy all day, only so many orders?" Gadel sighed, looking at the data.


    "General manager. Only these orders..." the sales manager smiled bitterly.


    On one side, the staff of the company were dejected. The booth position of the mechanical exchange event was obtained by general manager Gadel looking for relationships everywhere.


    Such a booth can be said to be the best sales platform, but the orders obtained are too few, far lower than expected.


    "The era of black horn goat suspension motorcycle is over after all..."


    Gaidel shook his head. He was a fanatical fan of this type of suspension motorcycle. He entered the industry because of his love and watched this model from peak to trough.


    Maybe it''s time for the black horn goat suspension motorcycle to quit the stage


    Gadel sighed and lost his interest.


    "Uncle Gadel, don''t worry. You''ve been busy all day. Let''s find a place to have a drink. Why are you still standing here? Is there a mechanic who can turn over the cards of our company?"


    Isaac said in a muffled voice.


    "Drink your head..."


    Gaidel laughed and scolded, "although we make up here, now we''re gone. If we really investigate it, our company will be over. Besides, if there is a mechanic who turns to our company..."


    Around, the staff of the company laughed, and they also had a glimmer of fantasy. What if a mechanical master turned over the cards of our company because of our company''s name?


    Although the probability is very small, there must be some dreams


    Suddenly, when he heard someone calling his name, Gadel looked around and didn''t know what was going on.


    The crowd separated a passage. The man in the inner circle let him pass with envy. The blue horn suspension motorcycle company was turned over.


    "What? Our company has been turned over?" Gadel stared, dumbfounded.


    The staff present were stunned. They just imagined that they were really overturned. Is this false?


    Sylol came over, motioned for Gadel, and repeated the events of the day.


    "We were really turned over..."


    Gadel inhaled deeply, his hands trembling, his chest stuffy and suffocating.


    He was just thinking that if the company continued to lose money, it would close down next year.


    Now, it has been turned over by legendary mechanical masters such as nobelin. Is the blue horn suspension motorcycle company going to turn over?


    "General manager Gadel. Don''t be in a daze. Let''s go."


    Sylol said, pointing to Isaac. "He''s going to follow."


    "OK. OK. Thank you, master sylor."


    Gadel quickly got up, pulled Isaac, who was still confused, followed sylol and walked to the VIP master lounge.


    Along the way, sylol briefly explained what happened in the afternoon.


    Gaidel then understood what was going on. It turned out that master nobelin was a fan of black horn goat suspension motorcycle. In the afternoon, he saw a development manager handing out leaflets, so he temporarily thought of pulling a hand.


    "General manager. I''m not very good at talking. What should I say later?" Isaac asked in a voice.


    "What master nobelin says, just tell the truth and don''t talk nonsense."


    Gadel whispered, looking at Isaac''s eyes, not as severe as before.


    He and Donald are old friends. When the latter introduced his nephew to study management, Gadel arranged the title of development manager because of his face.


    In fact, the black horn goat type suspension motorcycle needs to be developed today. It''s just an idle job. If other departments have something to help.


    But I didn''t expect that Isaac came only half a month because he met such a good thing.


    Gadel was somewhat convinced that Donald said his nephew was lucky, which seemed to be true.