Jiang Wan woke up to find herself transmigrated into an old-fashioned overbearing CEO novel she had read before.
The original host in the book was an eighteenth-tier celebrity in the entertai...
"Go down and take a look! What's going on!"
Commander Yang stood up quickly and walked downstairs with big strides.
Although I know that my little kids won't be bullied, if I don't act anxiously, what if they find out that it was my kids who did it?
Commander Yang didn’t know whether this matter was related to Jiang Wan and the others, but his intuition told him that it must be related!
The fight was in full swing on the dance floor. Originally, everyone was still respecting the league rules and only used their feet but not their hands, and even stepped to the beat of the music. But later on, they became more and more angry and no longer cared about the rules. They used all means to grab, pounce, and bite each other, pulling hair and collars, making the fight a mess.
"Stop it! What are you doing?!"
Oliver roared, and the dance floor fell silent for a moment, everyone looking at Oliver.
The next second, everyone turned around and continued fighting, completely ignoring Oliver.
Now that we have started fighting, it would be a big loss if we don’t fight to our heart’s content!
Oliver's face turned completely dark. Did he really not take him seriously?
"Everyone, listen up! If you fight during the competition, all material rewards will be canceled!"
"Sibala!"
“I’ll fuck you to death!”
"Hurrah—"
Obviously, no one paid attention to what he said.
What else can I do? It’s been cancelled anyway, so just keep going.
Oliver didn't expect that he would suffer a setback in his life at this time.
Isn't he the manager of the division? Isn't he the boss?
Why is no one paying attention to him?
Oliver's nose was crooked with anger. "Hurry up and break up the fight! What are you just standing there for?"
The representatives held back their laughter and stepped forward to claim the members of their own team.
The most anxious person should be the representative of the Japanese team, because there was not a single member of the Japanese team standing there.
It is conceivable that the kids on the Japanese team should have been beaten to the ground by now.
If you dig hard you should be able to get it out.
The other representatives felt relieved when they saw that their team members were not bullied much. Although they looked anxious, they did not walk fast at all. They walked in small steps and moved around quickly, slowly enough so that the Japanese team members could receive more punches.
Soon, the six teams were separated and lined up.
He lowered his head and looked like a primary school student listening to a lecture.
The representative of the Japanese team was heartbroken. Fujiwara Tomoya's face was almost disfigured, with black eyes, and he looked like a giant panda.
Several other team members also had skin injuries of varying degrees, with Meiko being the least seriously injured.
After all, this is a competition. No matter how angry you are, you will not hit a girl harshly. Just pulling her hair symbolically will be enough.
Oliver's face was extremely dark. "Why are you fighting?! Do you know that this is against the rules of the competition?! How dare you disobey me? You don't want to participate in the competition anymore, right?"
After Oliver said this, the first person to change his expression was the representative of the Japanese team. He didn't expect that Oliver would first question why the team members were disobedient instead of supporting the Japanese team.
We were supposed to be in the same boat, so you only care about your face. Didn’t you see that our children have been beaten like this?
"I want to appeal! I want to report! What are your intentions in openly beating up members of our Japanese team?"
If Oliver doesn't help him, he'll have to do it himself!
Oliver's mouth twitched. He hadn't even had a chance to speak when the Japanese team's representative interrupted him. Did they even take him seriously?
The Korean team representative had long been fed up with the Japanese team representative's behavior and curled his lips:
"That can't be called assault, right? It's just children playing around, there's no need to make such a big deal out of it, right?"
Commander Yang nodded in agreement. "Yes, it's normal for young people to lose control of their emotions. Besides, it's Manager Oliver who's speaking now. It's a bit inappropriate for you to interrupt."
The Japanese team representative's throat choked, and he said stubbornly, "I'm fighting for the legitimate rights and interests of our own team. Why are you hitting our players?"
Jin Taiyong raised his head in disbelief: "Teacher, it was Fujiwara Tomoya who started it first!"
Fujiwara Tomoya looked up in despair. He didn't know how many times he had been stepped on. His white shirt was covered with shoe prints, and the smell of foot odor lingered in his nose. He said angrily:
"Jiang Wan was the first to make the move!"
Jiang Wan raised her head with a look of grievance, her hair a little messy, and brewed the tea for a while:
"I'm sorry, Captain Fujiwara. I... I don't know how to dance. I'm so sorry for accidentally hurting you. I didn't expect this to happen..."
Fujiwara Tomoya:? ? ?
No! You didn't do that when you ran over me just now!
You almost beat Marta to pieces, and you say you can't dance?
Meizi raised her hand secretly: "I can testify to this, her dance was just taught by me..."
Fujiwara Tomoya: No! It's from your group!
The Indian team representative laughed and said, "Oh, it was just a misunderstanding. Dancing is bound to have bumps and bruises. We're all friends, so let's just apologize and leave it at that."
The Russian team representative had seen Alexei kicking Fujiwara Tomoya several times from upstairs, and now he echoed:
"That's right, don't take it so seriously. Just talk it out. Captain Jiang has apologized, so Captain Fujiwara, please don't take it too seriously."
The Japanese team representative exploded: "No! You said forget it? What about our players' injuries? What if it affects the game?"
Oliver frowned, thinking how could the representative of the Japanese team be so ignorant, and the team members were so good at causing trouble. They knew that they were at a disadvantage in the current situation with one against many, but they were still being aggressive here. What? Did they really want to make a big fuss?
The representative of the Japanese team didn't notice Oliver's eyes. He just wanted to get more tangible benefits for the team, such as supplies. He couldn't just beat someone up without paying any price!
"Look at how miserable our team members are now. I just saw it all. Alexi, Jin Taiyong, Jiang Wan, Ang Jue and Amir, you all took action. Give me an explanation!"
Oliver felt more and more disgusted with this person, and said impatiently: "Enough! Stop talking!"
Commander Yang spoke at the right moment, "I wonder what explanation the Japanese team wants? We have surveillance here. Let's see if Captain Fujiwara made any moves. If not, we'll accept the penalty. But if he did, what should we do according to the tournament rules?"
The representative of the Japanese team suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
what is he doing???
Do you really want all members to be disqualified?
Doesn't he know clearly about the group of guys under his command? How could he not fight back? Maybe they were the ones who started it first.
Oliver's behavior clearly shows that he wants to make a big deal out of a small matter. He really shouldn't be doing this now.
The final result was that the six teams were scolded, their material rewards were cancelled, and they lined up and went back to their rooms to sleep.
At night, after noticing that there was no movement in her teammates' rooms, Meiko quietly went out and came to the door of the Huaxia team's room.
"Dongdongdong—dongdong—"
Meiko knocked on the door according to the pre-arranged pattern of three long and two short knocks.
“Squeak—”