Chapter 1495 - 1495 The Virtual Universe Corporation's Contract! (2)
1495 The Virtual Universe Corporation’s Contract! (2)
“The Virtual Universe Corporation will probably look for you to personally invite you to join them,” Round Ball said.
“To join their company?” Wang Teng was shocked.
“That’s right. Where do you think all their powerful warriors come from?” Round Ball asked. “Investing is not enough. They would also push to bind your interests with theirs and pull you into their company.”
“So that’s how they gather all those powerful warriors.” The young hero was enlightened.
He always knew that the company had many powerhouses; after all, their business would span to every single corner of the universe. This effort required lots of manpower.
Now, he finally realized that the League of Talents wasn’t just an avenue for the Seven Stellar Academies to select students. It was also a way for the Virtual Universe Corporation to find new blood.
“Some are internally groomed too,” Round Ball added.
Wang Teng nodded.
“Wang Teng, did you receive a contract from the Virtual Universe Corporation?” Lu Jing suddenly asked him.
“You received one of those too?” Wang Teng opened his eyes, ending his mental chat with his little helper.
“Yes. I got 40% of profit sharing. What do you think? Not bad, right?” Lu Jing’s eyes were shimmering. She looked like a money grubber.
“How much did you get?” Wang Teng smiled and asked both Song Yicheng and Hong Jinghou.
“50%!” Song Yicheng replied.
“I only have 35%.” Hong Jinghou looked at Song Yicheng with envious eyes.
“Song Yicheng, you have 50%?” Lu Jing widened her eyes as she exclaimed, “I thought you would get the same as me.”
“Haha, the Virtual Universe Corporation probably thinks I’m better.” Song Yicheng laughed. He was in a good mood.
“Damn it, you’re better than me. I must catch up with you in the next round and have the company see my potential,” Lu Jing cheered herself on. “This is all for the money!”
Wang Teng laughed and shook his head.
“It looks like you’ve received contracts.” A figure walked over with a smile.
“Your highness!” Song Yicheng raised his eyebrows, surprised by the new arrival. He quickly got up and greeted him.
That was the Second Prince. He was part of the Great Qian Empire’s imperial family, so they had to give him the respect he deserved, as they were also citizens of the empire.
Lu Jing and Hong Jinghou also got up.
“There’s no need to be so polite. We might become classmates in the future.” The Second Prince remained gentle and amiable, unlike the arrogant stance expected of the imperial family.
Just when he was about to bow—the Second Prince stopped him. He smiled and said, “Baron Wang Teng, I can’t accept your bow.”
“Your highness, you must be kidding,” Wang Teng said.
“No, I’m being serious. You have the ability and potential to have this right,” said the noble in a stern voice.
The young hero was surprised, not expecting the Second Prince to regard him as highly.
“All right, I came to have a casual chat with all of you. It is not my intent to make the atmosphere awkward,” said the Second Prince, waving a hand, “Do you mind if I sit here?”
“Of course not. Please!” Wang Teng disregarded formalities and invited the noble to sit at the table.
The Second Prince sat down, then noticed that Song Yicheng and the others were still standing. “Take a seat. There’s no Second Prince here; I’m the same as all of you.”
Since the noble had spoken, the warriors quickly sat down.
Before the conversation could continue—a few more people walked over.
“What are you guys talking about? Mind if we join in?” Timothy from the Cavendish walked over with smiles.
“Timothy!” The Second Prince was shocked.
“Your highness.” Timothy bowed and looked at the young hero. “Wang Teng, Uncle Borla has been talking non stop about you.”
“How’s Uncle Borla?” Wang Teng asked.
“He’s doing fine, enjoying life.” Timothy laughed.
Another handsome youth squeezed in front and smiled. “Wang Teng, I’m Ji Haochen from the Ji family. Nice to meet you.”
A talent from the Ji family? Wang Teng looked at the person and blinked. He had a good relationship with the Jis. The universe stage warrior, Ji Xia, had even helped him once.
He also saved his life before.
“Brother Ji, nice to meet you!” Wang Teng laughed.
“Erm….” Ji Haochen felt a little awkward. “Can you change the way you call me? Brother Ji (Ji Xiong in Chinese) sounds like chicken breast (which has a similar pronunciation, ‘ji xiong’, in Chinese). It’s weird.”
“Pfft!” Someone burst out laughing. “Big Brother Ji, you have a weird imagination too.”
Ji Haochen turned and asked, “Sister Wan’er, what do you mean by ‘too’?”
The young lady looked at Wang Teng and smiled.
“Ahem!” Wang Teng coughed awkwardly. Why are you looking at me? He rolled his eyes and changed the topic. “Wan’er, you passed the first round too? How’s your ranking?”
“Not bad. I’m in Zone 4’s second place,” Situ Wan’er said.
“Second place in Zone 4?” Wang Teng was stunned. He never thought she was that powerful. It was hard to tell.
Following the introductions, he asked all of them to sit down, taking out extra tables, chairs, food and drinks. They looked as if they were having a party.
The onlookers were stunned by the scene.
Wang Teng has a powerful network. Look at all the talented warriors taking the initiative to talk to him. All of them had exceptional backgrounds.
Aside from the Second Prince, there were two people of the dukedoms.
While chatting, the topic of the Virtual Universe Corporation’s contracts was naturally brought out.
“The Virtual Universe Corporation gave me a 70% profit sharing,” Ji Haochen smiled proudly.
“Mine is a little higher than yours. I have 75%,” Timothy said calmly.
“Me too.” The Second Prince smiled.
Ji Haochen’s smile dropped. “F**k, why are yours higher than mine? Is the company looking down on me?”
The Second Prince and Timothy laughed when they saw his expression.
“Wan’er, what’s your percentage?” Wang Teng asked.
“I only got 60%.” Situ Wan’er shook her head and looked at the others with envy.
“The Virtual Universe Corporation made careful calculations.” The young hero laughed.
“This is just the start. They will decide the real investments in the next round,” the Second Prince said.
“That’s right. Sister Wan’er, don’t feel bad. Make a great show for them in the next round,” Ji Haochen encouraged her.
Situ Wan’er smiled and replied calmly, “With talents like you around, I wouldn’t dare promise I can astound them.”
“Oh right. Wang Teng, how much is your percentage? Did you get 80%?” Ji Haochen asked Wang Teng.
“80% is the highest anyone got in the past league. Only top talents can enjoy this benefit. I bet the Crown Prince got 80%,” said the Second Prince, the last part in whispers after glancing at the prince heir, who was cultivating with closed eyes at the moment. The Second Prince seemed to know some insider information.
Timothy blinked and asked, “Wang Teng, did you get 80%? Your performance was as impressive as the Crown Prince’s. I can’t tell who’s stronger.”
“Erm, is 80% very high?” Wang Teng asked.
Ji Haochen nodded and said, “Of course. The company also needs to make profit. Granting an 80% means they’re pressing their profit down to the minimum. That’s their limit.”
Our hero turned to ask the Second Prince, “No one has gotten more than that?”
“Nope.” The latter shook his head. Then, he realized something and blinked. He probed, “Did you get a higher cut?”
The others were taken aback. They stared at the top military candidate.
“A bit higher than that,” said Wang Teng, placing his thumb and forefinger together to show how small the difference was.
The Second Prince controlled his bewilderment and asked, “85%?”
Wang Teng chose not to keep them in suspense and told them the answer. “90%!”
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