Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 459 Corporate Game

Sambo's shouts attracted many people to come closer.

A Pinocchio hesitated before stepping forward.

"Eve's Board Certification?"

"Look at what you're saying!"

"Absolutely."

Sambo suddenly pulled out a piece of paper with Eve's signature and a candid photo of him and Eve taken in Belleburg.

"See that? It's Director Eve's signature, and there's a photo of me with Director Eve!"

"I got in through connections!"

Sambo ran his fingers over the photo, his tone full of confidence.

The man still hesitated.

"Oops, you don't like this? No problem, I have more."

"Hey friend, I can tell you're a die-hard fan of Eve's board of directors, right? Come on, I've got some good stuff here!"

Then he pulled out a stack of cards: "Limited edition signed photo of Eve! Handwritten 'Striving for the construction of the new Pinocchio'!"

Eve in the photo smiles like a mannequin, and her signature is clearly printed.

But each photo does indeed have the Starry Sky Train logo on the back, which Sambo found by digging through the train's trash cans.

"Friend, since you're a smart person, I'll make an exception and sell you two autographed photos, only 50 credits each!!" Sangbo's face revealed a shrewd businessman's smile.

“50…” The man still hesitated.

"Here's what I'll do: I'll give you the same gold train ticket that Director Eve has. This is a special offer for you, so don't tell anyone."

Sambo quietly pulled a golden ticket out of his pocket.

It's obvious that it's practically identical to a special train ticket.

"Okay, I'll buy it!"

The man excitedly took out his card.

"Thank you for your patronage!" Sangbo took out the POS machine in a second, his face beaming with smiles.

Payment successful, 50 credits awarded.

After the first deal was completed, everyone stopped hesitating and rushed in.

At Pinocchio now, buying merchandise featuring Eve the Coconut is not only out of admiration, but also largely for political correctness.

This is a major bellwether for Pinocchio.

What if someone doesn't buy it and ends up being unfairly accused later?

In just a short while, Sangbo earned tens of millions of credits.

His mouth was always smiling.

Just then, the robin emerged from the Morning Dew Mansion.

She spotted Sambo's stall at a glance.

"Hmm? Ms. Eve's autograph and the gold ticket?" The robin looked puzzled.

She walked over out of curiosity.

The astute Sambo quickly noticed the robin, and a bold idea rapidly took shape in his mind.

"Miss Robin? Is that really you?"

"I didn't expect you to come here to support Ms. Eve's career."

"This is so touching!!" Sambo appeared beside the robin in a flash.

His voice quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd.

The crowd began to discuss the sight of the robin.

"That really is Miss Robin!"

"Sure enough, this stall was arranged by Director Eve. Look, even Miss Robin has come out to endorse it."

"There must be something fishy going on here! Everyone hurry and buy, or you'll miss out!!"

The crowd went even crazier.

Who doesn't know where the robin lives in Pinocchio these days?

Her own brother was a manager personally appointed by Eve, so it can be said that Miss Robin is the trendsetter of Pinocchio.

"Huh?" The robin was completely confused; she didn't understand what these people were doing.

I don't understand why Sambo just said those things.

"Everyone, don't rush, take your time, everyone will get a share."

"Come on, come on, pay here. We accept card payments, cash, checks, and electronic payments."

Sambo opened his arms wide, his smile never fading.

"We're rich! We're rich! I told you Pinoctone had a huge business opportunity!!"

Just as Sambo was counting the money, the robin realized what was happening.

Did I just get ripped off?

No, it should be said that they were used for advertising.

"Is this...is this authorized by Ms. Eve?" the robin asked with deep doubt.

If it really was Ms. Eve who provided the information, then there's nothing wrong with it being advertised.

But if they're all pirated, then that's a big problem.

So after careful consideration, Robin decided to send a message to ask Ms. Eve first.

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On the train.

“Onfaros, the Eternal Land…” Walter Young murmured the name, pondering it in his heart.

“There are no records of this world in the think tank, not even a name,” Dan Heng said.

“Yes, Miss Black Swan also said that the world is difficult to observe from the outside and can only be reflected by the Mirror of Memories—it’s mysterious.” March 7 said with some concern.

"Besides, Xing and Jingyuan have only been on the train for a short time. Isn't this journey too difficult?"

“I’ve been on this bus for almost two years now,” Xing pouted.

"Two years? How can it be that long? You've only been on the train for three months at most," March 7 said helplessly.

"I don't have any problems. I've experienced at least eight hundred or a thousand adventures on the Immortal Ship over the years," Jing Yuan said.

Walter Young then said, “Don’t be nervous. To us today, the world Akivili never explored is a rare concept, but for the train back then, it was practically everyday; touching the boundaries of the world is the very meaning of ‘exploration.’”

“However, Pam and Himeko are unaware of this proposal yet, and they will need to consult the train conductor,” Eve said.

“I will tell them, and I believe Himeko will also think about it carefully. Pam has never interfered with the destination of the journey, so I think in the end we will decide.”

"In that case, let's take some time to think it over," Dan Heng said.

March 7th nodded: "Yes, even if we don't end up going there, we still have to solve the fuel problem."

"Can I vote against it?" Xing asked nonsensically.

“Of course,” Walter Young nodded. “I’ll include ‘The Eternal Land’ as one of the options, but that’s not a final decision.”

"Given the special nature of this journey, it's wise to make more preparations. Before making a formal decision, I will also try to inquire about Onpharos from the allies on the train."

"Of course, this is just one option; Agate Star and Ocean Star can also be considered."

“In other words, we will be staying in Pinocone for a while longer,” Walter Young continued.

"Or we could go back to the previous stops and check if there are any errors in the star charts and routes. I wonder if the holes at the Tycoon Stadium have been filled in yet," March 7 suggested.

"After leaving the space station, the train traveled a long and dusty journey with almost no time to stop and refit."

"I'll talk to Himeko and say that maybe we should take this opportunity to take a vacation too."

“Besides, Pinocchio has just recovered and the situation is still unstable, so it’s good for Eve to stay here for a while,” Walter Young said.

“That’s true, after all, there are always people who can’t see the bigger picture.” Eve nodded.

Despite the efforts of many Sundays to purge the stubborn faction, some are still secretly plotting against each other.

They always felt that they still had a chance.

"Yay! Finally, we can have a holiday!!" March 7th was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

"You may be on holiday, but don't forget your assigned duties on the train," Danheng said to March 7th.

"Oh, I know, Danheng. Don't worry, I have a very strong sense of time," Sanyueqi said, patting her chest.

"And what about Miss Black Swan?" Eve looked at Black Swan, who was listening intently to their meeting.

"As for me, I don't have anything to do anyway, so I'll wait until you guys have made your decision."

"If you do decide to go to Onfaros in the end, I'll hitch a ride with you."

"I'm taking this time off as a break," the black swan said, stretching.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Just then, a message popped up on Eve's phone.

After Eve finished reading it, the smile on her face quickly froze.

"Looks like someone else is trying to claim the login reward."

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Interstellar Peace Corporation, Fourth Combined Fleet.

Main ship control room.

"Supervisor, that's the situation."

"Pinocone's actual control has fallen into the hands of Director Eve."

"She reappointed Sunday, the former head of the Oak family, as the administrator, and most of the family's influence was purged from Pinocone."

Upon hearing Jade's report, Diamond, located on the other side of the universe, fell silent.

To some extent, this result is acceptable for diamonds, but it is clearly a departure from his intended outcome.

As expected, Eve was not as simple as she seemed.

“You did a great job.” The diamond nodded to the emerald.

"Let's return with the Fourth Fleet."

"Someone else will take over your job."

“Yes, Diamond Manager,” Emerald replied.

“Oh, right, let’s leave the gold dust for now,” Diamond suddenly said.

“Pinocone is not stable yet, and Alluvium will be stationed there as a diplomatic envoy of the Strategic Investment Department.”

Jade sensed something was amiss in Diamond's words.

"Manager, which department will take over our work next?" Emerald asked cautiously.

“Market Development Department,” Diamond said bluntly, a hint of anger flashing across his face.

"Yes, supervisor."

Emerald shut up in time; she knew what she should and shouldn't ask.

Let's go back in time to before the system was in operation.

Headquarters of Interstellar Peace Corporation.

Diamond's office.

Oswaldo Schneider practically smashed the door open with his fist.

His shoulders were still covered in stardust from his interstellar travels, indicating that he had just arrived directly from another star system.

“Diamonds!” he practically roared as he slammed the data panel onto the glass table.

"Explain yourself! Why is Eve's name signed on Pinocchio's ownership registration form? The company has invested three entire fleets and 700 billion credits in reconstruction funds!"

Diamond slowly rotated the cut crystal on his fingertip.

The office of the head of the strategic investment department always maintains an absolute zero level of calm, and even the projection of the supernova explosion outside the window seems like a carefully calculated backdrop.

“According to Article 47 of the Interplanetary Resources Development Agreement,” Diamond’s voice was as calm as an AI broadcast.

“As Pinocognito is owned by the company and developed by Anonymous, it is reasonable for Director Eve to inherit it.” The chip reflected a cold light at his fingertips.

"In addition, the Ministry of Justice approved it three hours ago, and the bill has been passed."

"Bullshit, you interstellar bullshit!" Oswaldo loosened his tie.

"Do you think I don't know? That document is practically as if you personally handed it to her! The Strategic Investment Department was involved in making this happen from beginning to end!"

Diamond gently waved his hand and brought up a file.

Oswaldo's communications during the Pinocchio incident were listed like incriminating evidence.

It was an encrypted call between the market development department and the remnants of the family, as well as a recording of a failed attempt to bribe Sunday.

"It seems someone hasn't been idle either." Diamond's fingertip traced a red-highlighted record.

"He's dealing with the Centaurus issue, yet he still has time to meddle in the Asdna system."

"In addition, your department has also made private contact with the exiled elders of the Alfalfa family, hasn't it?"

"But I was rejected."

"Should I submit this 'Market Development Plan' to the board of directors?" Diamond turned his head slightly to look at Oswaldo.

“You…” Oswaldo was so anxious that he couldn’t speak.

He slammed his hands on the table.

"Diamond, don't think I don't know what you're up to."

"The strategic investment department must have received a huge amount of benefits behind this."

“Let me tell you, Pinocone is not just a project for your department, but a project that the entire company is paying attention to.”

“If you just take it all for yourself, I’m afraid the other managers and directors won’t be happy about it, will they?” Oswaldo threatened.

"Are you threatening me?" Diamond's eyes narrowed.

"Threat? No, no, I'm just stating the facts."

"Otherwise, why do you think I would have come back so quickly?"

"You think that just because you acted quickly enough to make this happen, the higher-ups won't know?"

“The shareholders are very unhappy with the Pinocognition situation,” Oswaldo continued.

“Just tell me, what do you want?” Diamond crossed his arms, a hint of anger on his face.

"Don't think I don't know what tricks you're playing. The development rights for Pinocone must be part of the marketing department."

"Otherwise, we'll just have to wait for the shareholders' meeting to impeach us."

"Think it over carefully," Oswaldo said, then slammed the door and left.

Diamond's fist clenched tighter, a flash of anger crossing his eyes.

“You wait, Oswaldo…”

"Don't think that just because you bring up the shareholders' meeting, I have no way to check and balance you."

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