Chapter 173 - Our Own Booth (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Entrance 3 of the YouPlay convention, New World Expo Center, Magic City.
“My goodness there are so many people! Where’s the manager? didn’t we agree to meet at entrance 3?”
Su Jinyu looked around.
Magic City’s wasn’t all that cold this time around, and the weather had been fine the past few days, comparable to spring or fall in the Imperial Capital so most people had long sleeves and pants.
Other than Su Jinyu, Zheng Hongxi, Qian Kun, and a few other new employees, regulars such as Wen Lingwei, Jia Peng, Zou Zhuo, and Lin Xue were here too since Chen Mo had many spare tickets.
“Goldfish.” Chen Mo finally appeared among the sea of people.
Everyone gathered around, “Huh? Where did you come from, manager? Have you entered the convention already?”
Chen Mo laughed, “Come, follow me.”
Everyone queued up close to one another fearing they might lose someone.
Su Jinyu asked, “Manager, which booth are we visiting first?”
“Which one? Ours, of course,” said Chen Mo.
Huh?
Chen Mo led everyone to Thunderbolt Entertainment’s booth in hall N2 through hall N5.
But they were big with a large group of guys in the first hall. They were surrounding one of the booths as they blocked the way forwards.
“Showgirl!”
“Her legs are so pretty!”
“This is excellent! She fits the ancient Chinese costume so well, I have to grab a picture!”
“What is this, an RPG? I’ll have to try it out then!”
“It’s a small company, it doesn’t look like it’s good.’
“Who cares if it isn’t good, good looking showgirls means good game!”
Wen Lingwei lost a little bit of her humanity, and Zheng Hongxi facepalmed as they saw this.
Su Jinyu told off the bunch of guys, “Can you guys quit blocking the way just to stare at breasts! You guys are bringing shame to the manager of the booth.”
Of course not!
Satisfied at her actions, Su Jinyu said, “Alright, let’s move on, manager. Manager?”
She turned around to find that she had lost Chen Mo.
Turns out Chen Mo was trying to break through the crowd to grab a picture too.
Su Jinyu was speechless, “Manager!”
Chen Mo turned around, “Quit it, their statue looks really good. Let’s make one too. How would it look if it had it in front of our store?”
Turns out Chen Mo was taking a large statue at the back. It was a huge, really traditional Chinese goddess that looked as though it was alive, fully conveying the emotions of the aftermath of a drunken party in an ancient Chinese setting.
Su Jinyu breathed a sigh of relief, “That goodness. Your image would be completely ruined if you were there to take pictures of the showgirl.