Chapter 537: line with translation of chapter title
NO. 120: Main Clues
Models, figurines, badges, postcards, and even other merchandise such as backpacks and clothing categories...
Models, figurines, badges, postcards, and even other merchandise such as backpacks and clothing categories…
These were originally not very acceptable content for Aomo, but if we talk about profit sharing, then it can be discussed.
Everything has its pros and cons; you can't just focus on the bad and ignore the good. As long as the benefits are sufficient, some troubles are not intolerable. In this regard, everyone is a businessman.
One must be thrifty in life and work.
However, to be frank, Aomo is not short of money nowadays.
Although there was no such thing as trainer wages during the summer break, he has been busy with those proactively sought commissions, and there is also gratitude‑style sponsorship from the Symbol family.
The seven newly acquired cards aren't worth spending money to exchange; instead, they even come with extra bonuses.
The prize money that the three mare girls under him each won from the OP competitions—this is not a share for the trainer, but the three girls are all unwilling to lag behind and have proposed wanting to share some of the agency's daily expenses, at least sharing the meal costs.
Like a kid who, upon earning his first pot of gold, rushes to show his elders that he has grown up.
And the elders usually say it's not necessary; they can spend or save it themselves.
But considering their respective appetites, Aomo didn't insist on playing the elder in this regard; he simply didn't take money, but let them handle the future grocery‑shopping part.
Cutting expenses, rounding up a bit also equals increasing income; looking at it, it seems prosperous—but!
But he has to consider hiring people.
Long‑term employment.
Managing the public account and processing email information can still be handled by contacting some paid‑plan AIs, but when it comes to negotiations and finalizing details regarding advertising, sponsorship, etc., it ultimately has to be done by professionals.
Aomo is ultimately not an isotopic copy of Kongwo; his mastered skills are far from reaching 2,000.
Such 'luxury worries' that come with being a public figure are not within the scope of responsibility he learned in the past.
Even looking at the specific situation, one might need to hire more than one, because nowadays not only are Chazuo, Bourbon, and Suzi famous, but the trainer himself is also famous.
Not only are professionals needed for business discussions regarding advertising and sponsorship, but fan operations also require a professional team; even if managed loosely, it's still better than leaving them to run wild.
Idol fan groups have always been a double‑edged sword, but if you don't pay attention, you're essentially handing over the sword.
A concrete example can be seen in the classic 'True or False Ultraman' segment of Aopeng.
As long as there are a few deliberate impostors and instigators, one can easily pick up that sword.
And once these needs are settled, after consulting the knowledgeable West Qifeng, Qianming's representative, and Luda
This is the amount that can cross out the first digit at the beginning.
Of course, when this topic is brought up, several of those consulted have jokingly offered personal sponsorship, as if this amount were not worth mentioning to them.
Actually, upon reflection, the two words 'as if' can be dropped.
Given the value of the Triple Crown mare girls and the world-renowned trainer, that price is indeed not worth mentioning.
Even Ludaofu has suggested directly transferring professionals from the Symbol family to take charge.
But Aomo still overruled that joke; after discussing with the three mare girls, he then discussed with their families—the expenses for lifestyle outside the competitions ought to be communicated with the concerned parties' relatives, not borne solely by the trainer.
Aomo is very law‑abiding, and so are the families of Chazuo and Bourbon.
Only Suzi's family is somewhat overbearing, wanting to take everything on with a wave of the hand—but that isn't necessary, and having money doesn't mean it should be used that way.
The four‑party talks turned into the three parties together urging the most overbearing one to back down, and in the end it became each family bearing its own share, while Aomo's share……was split among the three parties.
This counts as contrary to expectations.
Aomo's original intention in calling the meeting was merely to persuade them to accept this fact; after all, it's common for parents to object to any expenses proposed by schools, teachers, coaches, or trainers.
For some ordinary families that have produced racehorse girls, they don't understand why they need to operate a fan base, nor do they see why merely shooting ads, appearing on programs, or performing on stage would still require hiring people to handle negotiation matters.
Such people only think you're trying to squeeze money out in a different way; even if you tell them this is an investment that will surely bring returns, it's useless.
Therefore, to avoid this situation, Aomo deliberately convened the four‑party meeting.
Everyone was ready for one person to take on three parties, with rhetoric fully unleashed, but the result turned into a situation like remotely meeting elders.
Each offered congratulations, each chatted about everyday recent events; even the reclusive Morrison in the game was invited out to talk, and while he didn't get along particularly well with Bourbon's father, he hit it off especially with Suzi's father.
That would have been fine, but even when discussing the specific amounts, it turned into the three parties jointly persuading Suzi's parents, making the usually fearless Suzi feel a bit embarrassed.
Finally, they even used the reasoning that 'whether the trainer looks for someone to replace him or does something else, there will always be handling fees, and besides, the trainer has been taking care of his own daughter for so long' as a basis for discussing jointly sharing Aomo's portion.
Naturally, Aomo wanted to refuse, and Morrison further brought up the fact that he still has a pension and insurance.
Vampires and demons aren't good at dealing with such enthusiasm; pure and simple, the two dark forces were forced (x).
Leaving aside the fact that the dead use part of their pensions and inheritances to go crazy on micro‑transactions, this move indeed shocked the three families.
It seems they haven't really encountered such a person who personally collects pensions and death insurance.
But at this point, the first to 'surrender' was actually the demon.
Because the three mare girls also joined the persuading group, continually expanding the topic from the angle of 'being taken care of'.
The three girls, who are all 'problem mare girls' from Tresen, are especially persuasive when they play the trainer's care card.
Such as the fact that Aomo had never before collected lodging and meal fees, which was brought up repeatedly, and Suzi even whispered things like 'massage,' causing Aomo's usually steady expression to waver slightly; I suspect that if Suzi's parents misunderstand something, they might just strike him down through the screen.
These two people can both be senior executives of Martian research enterprises.
Then Bourbon unleashed the 'Electrical Killer' attribute removal, bringing her a transformative change and filling her parents with 'ammunition'.
Aomo already got along well with Bourbon's father, so doing this would surely result in a stiff counter.
And finally, Chazuo delivered a killing blow with the words, '…Is the trainer just trying to conveniently draw a line between us?'
Morrison, I've picked it, you?. jpg
Morrison, Morrison has always been my +1.
In the past, whenever there were differing opinions, the adoptive father was quickly persuaded by the adoptive son; after Aomo initiated the surrender, it became an instant follow‑up, turning into a gratitude‑driven repeater.
Thus Aomo preserved his savings, and even the first‑time contacts Suzi and Chazuo's parents repeatedly praised him, leaving a rather good impression.
It seems that in the future we won't have to go down the traditional confrontation path between school staff and students' relatives.
But even so, an increase in the savings amount will still make one happy.
Now Aomo has already accepted reality; resisting would be too costly, so it's better to accept being used.
Try to let the benefits outweigh the costs.
But if you want me to join any show, I absolutely won't come!
At least not in the short term!
I still have to look for a new universe!
New universe...
"Ah, universe..."
Bi Ze's list hasn't arrived that quickly yet, but Aomo has already returned to the office via the transfer function.
He placed the delicate trophy between the models and figures, then stepped back a few steps and lay on the bed, raised his hand to keep tapping the terminal, and incidentally opened the music software, playing that song 'uni-verse'.
He watched the messages going back and forth on the terminal, watched the name of the Hei'an Annual Villain Awards organizing team flicker between dim and bright, then looked at the information Bi Ze had first sent about neouniverse (new universe).
"Gaoyue Prize, Japanese Derby, JRA Award Best 3-Year-Old Colt..."
To the tune of the song, he scrolled through the page, read the information, and Aomo couldn't help but sigh that it was no wonder the goddess had specifically ordered the investigation of this racehorse.
But he also felt that this idea might be a bit rash.
The soul of a racehorse that went missing midway is especially rare; setting aside the two representing courage and discipline, the one representing 'Love', the Godolphin Arabian, would hardly stand by idly.
Idols are more or less constrained by their own personas, and deities are no exception.
"Ji Zhao, ailishuma, Dance City, Lingzun Wonder Treasure, Blazing Swift Steed, He Maru Kid, Flying Eagle Tea Seat..." Reciting the list where most names were familiar, Aomo gave a helpless wry smile, "Clearly that world's Takarazuka Memorial, yet still a gathering of stars..."
The sole 3-year-old horse got second in popularity, fourth place...
Then it began to decline.
Finally, it had a rather subtle way of dying.
And the information at the very bottom was the jockey's evaluation: 'Smart enough to not need a jockey, yet unable to speak human language.'
Can't speak human language...
He turned over, looked up at the ceiling while listening to the song beside him, and the newcomer trainer's expression was somewhat subtle.
According to Aomo's understanding, this jockey was merely trying to say that it's just a horse...
But according to Qian's retelling, that horse girl actually seemed a bit too 'electromagnetic'.
Possible comprehension barriers also made him somewhat unsure whether his analysis was reliable.
Forget it... let's gain true knowledge through practice.
He pulled up the email of the Hei'an Annual Villain Awards organizing team, waited a few seconds with no response, then Aomo propped himself up again and felt around the edge of the model cabinet for the tray used to scan models.
After taking the modified Wolf King model out of the cabinet again.
In the midst of the song rumored to be related to Gulite, he turned around and went to Qian's room.
"Itsu no hi mo doko sue demo?" / No matter when, wherever.
"They will overlap, youniverse?" / The universe will all merge and blend.
"Qian, are you there? Come play a round of gbn!"
"? You want to go back to the pit?"
"No, just doing an experiment."
"I think I heard an experiment? Guinea pig!"
"You heard wrong."
"Huh! Impossible! What experiment exactly! Bring me one!"
"Then use this iron ball."
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