False Court

Chapter 287 Voting

"How much did he copy the index?"

"1000."

"That means mobilizing 120 billion in funds. That's not a small sum. So far, only the top names on the wealth榜 (bǎng, list) can come up with so much money. But they don't have the teeth to chew it, they might choke themselves. But if they were eating it together, the news would have leaked long ago. So who could it be? Wait, there is one person."

The old Council Speaker seemed to remember something.

"Who?"

Tang Qin asked curiously.

"I know who it is. Don't worry about this. Focus on the upcoming Earth Cup; that's the main event."

The old Council Speaker replied calmly.

Just then, Tang Qin's phone vibrated. She picked it up, glanced at it, and said to the old Council Speaker, "Council Speaker, there's an unscheduled remote Federal video conference that requires your attendance."

"Okay, prepare it."

The Council Speaker nodded slightly. A sudden meeting at this juncture didn't seem like good news.

A moment later, the remote video conference began, and the virtual images of representatives from all sides connected one by one.

After a round of polite greetings, the Council Speaker of the Free Victory Guild, a spirited and solemn old man, spoke first: "Before the meeting officially begins, I have a request that requires a full vote. Someone deliberately created financial turmoil and prepared a huge amount of funds to buy up the golden points. This speculative behavior is extremely shameful and undermines the fairness and justice of the market, so I once again apply to retrieve internal transaction data from the Federal Bank."

Listening to the other party's statement, the old Council Speaker found it ironic that even vultures were qualified to accuse crows of eating carrion.

"Voting begins!"

"Aye!"

"Aye!"

...

A string of people raised their hands in agreement.

Just then, the old Council Speaker hoarsely said, "Nay!"

Hearing this, the face of Augulas, the Council Speaker of the Free Victory Guild, looked as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Rejection passed, voting ends!"

The official in charge of statistics calmly announced.

Retrieving internal data from the Federal Bank required unanimous approval from the five core members. As long as one vetoed it, there was no need to vote.

"I say, Long Ming, nice move, eating alone without inviting us."

Augulas's face twitched. The matter was clear. Since the Tianlong Guild had voted against it, it was obvious that they were behind it.

Long Ming was also a little puzzled. This matter really had nothing to do with him. But he guessed that explaining it would be useless; no one would believe him.

Of course, the reason Long Ming vetoed it was because the golden points flowed into the country. No matter what, it was a good thing. It was better for his own people to eat it than for outsiders to eat it.

"Alright, let's continue the meeting."

...

The next day, Su Mo was still sleeping in his apartment.

Knock knock!

"Who is it?"

Su Mo asked groggily.

"It's us, can we come in?"

"Come in."

Su Mo sat up.

The door was pushed open, and Han Na and Zhang Wenjing walked in.

"So early."

Su Mo yawned and asked. Last night, he had stayed up all night browsing the forum, which was as lively as could be.

It was all about discussing the golden points, and over 70 percent of the posts were cursing whoever bought them, regardless of which camp the players were in.

Su Mo found it exceptionally amusing that he had become everyone's enemy.

"What do you mean so early? It's already afternoon. You've been asleep for over twelve hours."

Han Na complained.

"Okay, what's up?"

"It's like this, as you know, more and more people are dying in the game, and a lot of people have left the company. Once the Earth Cup starts, even more people will probably leave. To put it bluntly, our gaming careers may be coming to an end."

"Don't be so sentimental, isn't there still the Sky Cup after the Earth Cup ends?"

Su Mo sighed and replied.

Gu "The Earth Cup is already this depressing, who knows what the Sky Cup will be like. Let's not talk about that. We were discussing that since we rarely get together, shouldn't we go out for a good meal?"

"Sure."

Su Mo nodded in agreement.

"But after thinking it over, everyone's been broke lately, so how about we buy groceries and cook at home? That way, it'll be good and cheap."

Han Na suggested.

"I'm okay with that."

Su Mo replied casually.

"Since you're okay with it, hurry up and get up and come with us to buy groceries. We just need a porter."

Han Na said with a sly smile.

"Are you buying a lot? Do you really need me to go?"

Su Mo asked, puzzled.

Zhang Wenjing coldly replied from the side, "She's buying alcohol, by the case..."

After hearing this, Su Mo looked at Han Na with a dark expression. After all this, was it just that you wanted to drink that you organized this?

"Don't look at me like that, hurry up and get up..."

Han Na directly pulled Su Mo out of bed.

...

In the evening, Su Mo and the two girls returned to the apartment with bags and bags of super-rich groceries.

Su Mo exhaled a long breath. Even someone like him, who had trained, couldn't take it. Han Na and the others' purchasing power was simply too strong.

"Not bad, Su Mo, you have good stamina. That's a good quality."

Han Na praised Su Mo with a smile.

"Don't call me for this kind of thing next time."

Su Mo sighed.

"I just praised you, and you're already being so stingy."

...

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ding-dong!

"It should be Sister Zi Qing and the others back."

Han Na said excitedly.

"That's not right, Zi Qing told me she'd be late, there's still the aftermath of the He Lan (Crane Orchid) to deal with."

Zhang Wenjing was also a little confused.

"Don't worry about so much, Su Mo, go open the door."

Han Na shouted at Su Mo.

Su Mo walked forward and opened the door. He saw Lin Zinuo standing at the door, smiling at Su Mo.

"Hi!"

"Why are you here?"

Su Mo asked, completely lacking any romantic understanding.

Lin Zinuo's little face immediately darkened. She retorted angrily, "Can't I come?"

"Sister Zinuo?"

Zhang Wenjing and Han Na also walked over. Seeing that it was Lin Zinuo, they were also very surprised.

Lin Zinuo coughed and picked up a stack of envelopes, saying to Han Na and the others, "These are your pay slips, I brought them back for you."

"Wow, payday!"

Han Na jumped up excitedly.

"Wait, isn't it only half a month? It's not payday yet?"

Zhang Wenjing asked, puzzled.

Lin Zinuo explained helplessly, "There's no way around it. The legion has fought two wars recently and suffered a lot of casualties. Most of the people who died are going to transfer, so Sister Xue decided to pay wages early."

"Who cares about that, isn't getting paid early a good thing? If I had known it was payday today, I would have bought a few more cases of wine."

Han Na looked very regretful.