Ninth class citizen

Chapter 176 Uninvited Guest

"You can't buy it for 1 million Cowens." Mr. Berg shook his head. "There are many people willing to spend 2 million or 3 million to buy it, but neither the boss nor Major General Connor will agree to sell it."

"So what's going on with the deal you mentioned before?" Nan Rong's eyes sparkled.

"You can't tell anyone about this." Berg sighed, "A few days ago, the boss's son came over and secretly used this mecha to compete with others, but he lost miserably."

"I have repaired most of the damage, except for the thruster on the right shoulder of the mecha. The pattern inside is mostly destroyed. You are an expert, so you naturally know that thrusters are different from other things. If the power on the left and right sides is inconsistent, even walking in a straight line will be a problem, let alone fighting."

Nan Rong understood after hearing this: "So you asked me to come here because you want me to engrave the pattern again."

"That's true." Berg smiled bitterly, "In fact, I was thinking of reconstructing the left and right thrusters. But the ordered materials are still on the way, and the people sent by Major General Connor will be here soon."

"This mecha was originally left here by the major general. It is only natural for us to take it back this time, but if he knows that we did not keep it properly during the storage period."

"I can help you." Nan Rong smiled brightly, "I can also guarantee that the thrusters on both sides can be synchronized 100%. The premise is, how much are you and your boss willing to pay?"

An hour later, Nan Rong had 500 million Cowens added to his account, and he was escorted out the door by Mr. Byrne.

"The boss is not on Xiluo Star right now, so he asked me to express his gratitude to you on his behalf." He said, and pushed a black and gold electronic card and a contract over:
"This is our Zero Boundary Matrix's Black Gold VIP card. Holders of this card can enjoy lifetime free tickets, exclusive private room beverage service and many other benefits. In addition, the boss is also interested in hiring you as our special mecha maintenance consultant. You can take a look at the contract, we are very sincere."

"I'll think about it." Nan Rong did not refuse directly and got on the taxi hovercraft waiting outside.

The club members were waiting for her in the car, and they returned to the central arena together.

Today Roland brought everyone here to make money, mainly to repay the debt owed to Xiluo Xinghua.

In addition to paying off the first installment of 30 Cowans, the society still owed 25 Cowans.

Roland was in a good mood. "I repaired two mechas today. The first one made 1 Cowans, and the second one made 3 Cowans. Half of the money will be used to repay debts, and the other half will be distributed to everyone according to the old rules."

Qian Duoduo and the others all smiled. Half of the income was 2 Cowens, and the average income of 3 people was more than 7 Cowens, which could make up for the loss of gambling.

"Of course, the reason why we can have such a profit today is thanks to Nan Rong." Roland continued: "So this time, Nan Rong will get 1 Cowens alone, and the rest will be divided equally among everyone. I think everyone has no objection, right?"

"No, no." Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands.

"If it weren't for Nan Rong, our club wouldn't have become famous." General Manager Jin said, "In fact, if we really divide it by contribution, she should account for at least 70%."

Roland actually thought so too.

"Why don't we just do what General Manager Jin said?" He turned to Nan Rong and said, "Don't complain about it being too little. We can find time to come more often during the league, and business will definitely get better and better."

Nan Rong received quite a few Cowen coins today.

I won 70 from the bet, 480 million from the gambling, and 500 million for repairs, which added up to more than 1 million. I felt embarrassed to compete with them for these small amounts of money.

And today is actually a team activity. Strictly speaking, the last 500 million Cowens should be shared equally with everyone.

But obviously, no one else in the society had thought about it in this regard, and Nan Rong himself was even less likely to mention it.

"Let's just divide it equally. There's no need to make any special arrangements." She thought for a moment and said, "And I have another suggestion."

"As you all know, I made some money from my bet with them just now. I will pay off the remaining 25 yuan debt of the society."

"How can this be possible?" Roland was the first to disagree. "Yes, Nan Rong, if it weren't for you, we would have lost money on our first business. Now that we're making money, it's already a pleasant surprise. How can we let you pay more?" said the vice president of the company.

Qian Duoduo and several other members also firmly stated that the debt must be shared.

Nan Rong couldn't persuade them, and finally compromised and accepted 5000 koens.

It was almost midnight when she returned to the dormitory. She took a shower, changed into pajamas, and when she came out, wiping her hair with a towel, her eyes inadvertently swept across a corner of the room, and her body suddenly froze.

Nan Rong slowly turned around and looked directly at the person sitting on the sofa.

To be precise, it is a holographic projection of a person.

When the other person saw her looking at him, he gave a very faint smile.

"We meet again." He said, "You arrived at Star Capital earlier than I thought."

Nan Rong had calmed down by now. She glanced at the corner of the sofa and saw a palm-sized spherical device.

It was a one-time projection receiver, designed specifically for initiating holographic communications without permission.

No one knew who sent it in when she was away.

The central arena is not open to the public right now, and it is filled with teachers and students who have come to participate in the competition. If an ordinary person sneaks in, he will definitely be discovered immediately.

But this receiver appeared so clearly, just like the letter that appeared under her pillow last time, with an inexplicable strange aura.

This face was once quite familiar to Nan Rong.

She frowned. "I don't talk to people who hide their true colors."

Fred was a little surprised by her reaction: "Are you unhappy to see me?"

"Why do you think I should be happy?"

"You look very familiar to me. Do you know me from the past?"

"Heh." Nan Rong sneered: "You have such a face, but you can't even tell whether I am an enemy or a friend. How long do you want to pretend?"

"I'm not pretending, I just lost a part of my memory." Fred said innocently, "You called my name last time. We used to be friends, right?"

"So the way you treat your friend is to put her to death?" Nan Rong said bluntly.

"If you mind what happened in the dream space, then I have nothing to say. One day in the future, you will understand me and us."

"I'm not the same kind of person as you." Nan Rong interrupted him.

"But we are friends."

"We can only know whether we are friends or enemies after we meet." Nan Rong said seriously: "A real meeting, not a holographic projection - let's talk."

"That day will come." Fred showed an unfathomable smile: "This is the reason why I am here."