Although Tsushima Corporation had said before Valentine’s Day that the flying motorcycle might open pre-sale channels around Valentine’s Day, no one believed that they would really sell it to the outside world so soon.
However, on this day, it was on the screens of shopping mall buildings, on the carriages of trams, and on the walls of subway subways.
Advertisements about Tsushima Club were overwhelming.
"... Below, customers can submit their own team color matching requirements and customize the font color of their name..."
"Persons under the age of sixteen are not allowed to purchase..."
"It is not recommended for people to buy in pairs. After all, the option of carrying people in the back seat was not considered in the original design..."
On the screens and TVs outside the shopping mall building, there was the young president of Tsushima Club.
The black suit, the white bandage, and the red scarf he still wore in this weather made him look sickly and frail to the naked eye.
The momentum is calm and unhurried, with a silent power.
He clasped his hands parallel to his chin. There was a white piece of paper on the table that should be a speech, but he didn't even look at it. He was talking about some rules that would be criticized.
"Why can't people under the age of 16 buy it?! It's obviously just a toy!" someone said dissatisfied.
"Hey, then I can't drive my girlfriend and let her sit in the back and hold my waist?" Someone said with pity.
The bachelor smiled secretly.
One doesn’t need to worry about not being able to drive a girlfriend!
"I promised to give my child one as a gift..." Some parents were embarrassed.
Who would have thought that something that was originally positioned as a toy would also limit the age of the user?
"...The flying locomotive will be automatically bound to the purchaser. No one else has permission to use it except the purchaser..." The boy on the screen was still narrating one by one indifferently.
"And the locomotive has its own positioning and emergency alarm system. When the locomotive collides with other objects, causing serious damage to the vehicle body, the emergency alarm system will send your location to the police..."
"... Tsushima Club does not recommend that other clubs buy the motorcycles for disassembly and research. Due to the technical gap, it may cause an explosion." The young president warned.
But he was scorned by the presidents of other clubs.
It's just a brat's self-righteous intimidation tactic.
"...There are still ten minutes until the pre-sale channel opens..." the young man reminded coldly.
"...By the way, everyone who is not old enough to buy and use a motorcycle does not need to worry. The latest smart skateboard developed by Tsushima Kaisha will not have age requirements for buyers and users..."
"...Of course, the degree of floating and its speed are all within the safety zone. Although it does not fly as high as a motorcycle, nor as fast as it, but as a toy for all ages, I think there is still some Few people would choose it, right?" The young president said with a smile, and his figure disappeared from the screen.
It was replaced by other ads.
The crowds of people stopping on the street resumed their flow.
"Dad! I want that skateboard!"
"Although you can't buy a motorcycle, it's not bad to buy a skateboard..."
Many people who cannot buy motorcycles silently choose to wait for skateboards to appear.
…
At 10:30 in the morning, Tsushima Club officially opened the pre-sale channel for physical stores.
Reservations are available for any property owned by Tsushima Corporation.
So there was a long queue outside the Medieval Museum.
The manpower arranged by Tsushima Club was responsible for the registration in an orderly manner.
This day also lets everyone know how many industries Tsushima Corporation owns.
Many hotel buildings, brokerage companies, convenience supermarkets, large shopping malls, and hospitals all over the country hung out Tsushima Club's signboards at the same time to accept appointments.
It seems that Tsushima Corporation’s industries are everywhere.
"There is no catering department yet." Shuji Tsushima lamented.
Let’s get some catering talent sometime.
Unfortunately, there is only one person in Bourbon and cannot support the restaurant.
Shuji Tsushima: Sighed helplessly.
…
The boom in orders has already made the person in charge of the manufacturing department worried.
In addition to these orders on the surface, we have also taken on orders from other dark worlds.
Although it looks no different from ordinary order products, the difference is actually huge.
There is almost a difference between one being a toy and the other a strategic weapon.
And orders from organization members have also begun to be made.
Overseas sales channels have also been opened.
The ones for the BOSS are already on the way.
The research department is working overtime on another product - the hoverboard.
Of course, it's not about how to improve it, but about how to remove features that shouldn't be used by ordinary people.
For example, acceleration devices cannot be used by ordinary people and should be deleted.
The floating function doesn't work if it's too high. You're not a flying skateboard. You just need to be able to maintain the floating function for a period of time. It can't be more than one meter above the ground.
As for speed, you are just an ordinary means of transportation. You don’t need to be faster than four-wheelers or motorcycles, you just need to be faster than people.
All in all, this is another toy that doesn’t make much sense.
but……
Tsushima Shuji acted seriously and thought.
It's profitable enough!
Profiteers have no conscience.
Shuji Tsushima posted on his own line for the first time in a long time and posted a message: "Are there any talents in the catering industry?" ]
My magnificence is impeccable: catering industry? Go to Totsuki Academy and have a look. Their campus festival will be held soon.
Akashi Seijuro: I know a few very good chefs, but they all have their own restaurants to manage.
Shuji Tsushima looked at the rising number of messages and sighed.
From these messages, we can see how difficult it is to get an excellent talent.
Especially in this world where chefs can eat halberds and throw halberds at you if they disagree with you, and the winner can control everything about the loser.
There are not many Shoji who take life as a bet.
So the fastest way is to go to the restaurant and find the chefs one by one. The bet is the other person and his restaurant.
As long as he wins a few more times, the door to the catering industry will open to Tsushima Club.
However, it’s still the same sentence.
There is a shortage of talented people who can be chefs!
If you don't have talent, you can't have talent, and if you don't have talent, you can't get talent. This is a vicious cycle.
As for going on your own?
Shuji Tsushima looked at his phone numbly.
Is he going to serve food? Not to mention winning, he could lose all his wealth to the opponent in the first round.
Shuji Tsushima: Although my knife moves are very cool, I actually can’t even chop vegetables.
He thought for a while and decided to give it a try.
…
[How many members of the organization are good at cooking? Lend it to me. ——cahors]
Gin looked at the news in silence, and with a rare thought, he thought, isn't the food that Bourbon cooked by himself not enough for him?
And...the organization is not a chef training camp! How come there are so many members who are good at cooking? Not to mention good at cooking, there are only a few normal people.
[I want them to win some chefs back for me~——cahors]
Food halberd...
Gin thought that he still knew the rules of those cooks.
but……
[Do you want to lose all members of the organization to others to become chefs? ——gin]
A member of a criminal organization competing against serious chefs?
Well……
In fact, losing is not a big deal. At most, in the middle of the game, the organization members will take out guns and blow the head of the opposing chef, or threaten the referee with bombs and guns...
some type of.
[Don’t even think about this. ——gin]
"Hey." Tsushima Shuji threw away his phone.
