Mr. Dior - Chap 81
Ch81 – That would be the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance.
Translator:- Max
Editor:- Nine, Dobhsh
The Marshal who was locked out was very angry and knocked on the door forcefully. “Open the door for Laozi; no one in these thirteen provinces in East China dares to lock Laozi out!”
“Then there will be someone today.” Jiao Qi replied coolly while putting on the noise-cancelling headphones and getting ready to sleep.
“Don’t think that I won’t do anything to you. Open the door. If you don’t open it again, Laozi will break this lock!” Zhang Chenfei yelled for a long while, but the person inside didn’t respond at all, and the warlord was so angry that he kept pacing back and forth in front of the door. On his wedding night, he was thrown out of the room by his wife. He was feeling too ashamed to go out.
When he couldn’t bear it any longer and was about to kick the door, he hesitated once again. The delicate and weak young master, whom he had snatched away, seemed calm on the surface, but he was probably scared inside. He worried that if he continued to smash and cause a commotion like this, it would only frighten him further.
After not hearing anything for a long while, Jiao Qi took off his headphones and listened carefully. He could still hear someone whining at the door.
“Forget it; what kind of hero am I, trying to show off my prestige in front of my wife? If he says to sleep outside, then sleep outside.” After muttering this sentence, Marshal Zhang went downstairs with a “Thud-thud” sound.
The velvet mattress turned out to be surprisingly comfortable to sleep on. Jiao Qi woke up according to his biological clock, and after washing up, he went downstairs.
“Stand at ease, Attention!” Zhang Chenfei was standing in the living room, training Guangzong to be a qualified young marshal. “You are the seed of my old Zhang family, and you were born to fight on the battlefield!”
“Wang!” The little golden retriever stared at its owner’s clenched hand, eagerly anticipating some beef jerky inside.
“What ‘old Zhang family’s seed’?” Jiao Xi frowned. He was in the Republic of China Era, so he can’t be a husky, right?
“It’s nothing. Just playing with it.” Marshal Zhang tossed the beef jerky to the little pup. He glanced at the tender and soft young master’s face from sleeping, licked his lips, and took a few steps to pull him into his arms, taking a playful bite.
“Ai, don’t bite.” Jiao Qi swatted at him.
“You locked me out last night, En?”
“En,” The little wife replied without any fear, “What do you want?”
“…” Zhang Chenfei narrowed his eyes, staring dangerously at Young Master Jiao.
He remained silent for a while and said flatly, “There will be no next time.” After speaking, he let go of the person in his arms and went to the kitchen to serve breakfast.
After breakfast, Zhang Chenfei called the driver to take them to work.
Jiao Qi looked at the Marshal, who was solemnly attaching accessories to his suit, feeling quite concerned. “What are you planning to do during the day?”
“I’m going to the headquarters to handle official matters.” Zhang Chenfei replied, picking up a gentleman’s cane as if he were holding a ceremonial sword in his hand.
“Will you be very busy today, then?”
“It’s manageable. we need to coordinate the joint military exercises. What about it?” Zhang Chenfei took him downstairs, where the driver was already waiting.
“…I’ll go with you.” Zhang Chenfei’s words made him increasingly uneasy. He was worried that he might blurt out vulgarities like “Motherf*cker” or “Laozi” during the meeting. Jiao Qi decided that it would be better to keep an eye on him by going to Shi Fei today.
Marshal Zhang was a little surprised, but he didn’t object. “Alright, you follow me. My men can meet the wife of the Marshal, so that no one with eyes dares to offend you.”
In today’s world, only those with strong fists can hold their heads high. The little wife’s family may be involved in business, but they often faced harassment from troublemakers and unruly soldiers. However, things would be different now that he had married Big Dick Zhang. He would be able to walk with authority throughout the thirteen provinces of East China.
Jiao Qi had no interest in walking with authority and only hoped that a certain Marshal wouldn’t cause any trouble.
Only when he arrived at Shi Fei Technology did he get to know what the so-called joint military exercise was. “Glory of the Galaxy” was preparing for the Mecha Contest, and the Operation department was extremely busy. It was said that they got off work at 2:00 a.m. last night and arrived on time this morning.
The director of Operations came to the president’s office to report the results with two panda eyes on his face, and when he saw President Jiao sitting on the side, he suddenly woke up. “The arrangements have been made in general, and there are still many things that need the cooperation of other departments. I will discuss them in detail at the meeting.”
Jiao Qi said, “En, are you planning to let the Demon King lead the team?”
Zhang Chenfei looked at the briefing document handed to him and slowly stroked the top of his cane.
“Yes, he is the spokesperson, and he is strong enough. Having him represent the official side will be the most suitable choice.”
The game had just been released not long ago, and there were no professional teams yet. The main purpose of this Mecha Contest was to promote the game and ignite the passion of players. It also served as an exploration of the game’s large-scale competitive format, laying the groundwork for the formation and development of a professional league in the future.
Nodding to signal the director of Operations to go out, Zhang Chenfei looked at his frowning little wife. “Do you still remember Wang Mo, that long-term worker in your family?”
“Long-term worker?” The corner of Jiao Qi’s mouth twitched. He was a successful gold medal anchor; how could he be a long-term worker?
“Oh, he’s the one who stands in front of your foreign company every day shouting, ‘Thank you, boss, for the rewards’?” Marshal Zhang, who didn’t possess much Western knowledge, tried to find a common topic between the two. Seeing that Jiao Qi was indeed engaging in conversation with him, he felt quite pleased. “He is now a general under my command, and he’s very capable.”
“Yes, then you remember to pay our ‘long-term worker’.”
“Money? Heh, if he wins this military exercise, there will be plenty of money waiting for him.” Zhang Chenfei stood up, pulled up his little wife, who was approving the documents, and asked him to go to the meeting with him.
During the meeting, Zhang Chenfei sat in the President’s seat while his little wife sat next to him. Vice President Zhao voluntarily offered his seat to President Jiao, moving back one position.
Marshal Zhang was quite pleased with his adjutant’s understanding of the situation. He nodded slightly, cleared his throat, and introduced his newlywed wife to his subordinates, saying, “This is my lawfully wedded wife. From now on, you shall address him as… uh…” Before he could finish his sentence, he was abruptly pulled back by his little wife, causing him to unexpectedly fall back into his chair.
“Hello, President Jiao!” The employees in the meeting room greeted him in unison.
Jiao Qi nodded, turned around, and glared at Zhang Chenfei, telling him to shut up.
The beautiful eyes stared over with a bit of anger, and the warlord got distracted when he saw them. He leaned into his little wife’s ear and whispered, “Don’t look at me like that, baby. If you keep looking at me like that, I might lose control.”
“Tsk, still staring, I’ll write you a poem.” Zhang Chenfei picked up the roller-ball pen, wrote two lines of poetry on the notepad in front of him, and pushed it in front of his little wife.
【Your angry gaze dazzles me,
see Laozi is as hard as a pillar.
If it weren’t for your thin skin,
hei hei hei hei until the sun goes down.】
“Dong!” Mr. President was punched in the back, and there was a muffled sound.
The people who were preparing for the meeting kept their eyes sideways, pretending not to see President Jiao beat up their own president. The director of Operations came to the stage without any change in his expression and introduced the planning of this competition to everyone.
“The teams from each service area will participate in ranking competitions, and the top three teams will advance to the regional finals. The teams that secure the top three positions in each country’s region will then compete together.”
In the game developed by Shi Fei, there were no limitations on servers. While dungeon instances were typically restricted to a single region, during cross-region competitions, players were allowed to bring their accounts into the comprehensive arena. Additionally, players were free to explore other regions and play there by purchasing a region transfer card for a certain fee.
“Glory of the Galaxy” had been released worldwide and was very popular in many countries and regions. The finale of this joint competition will have several countries competing together. Although it was not an official professional competition, the one who won first place in the end could be regarded as the world champion.
“Where will the final battlefield be?” Zhang Chenfei asked.
“It will be in our city.” The director of Operations, who was presenting the plan, had already reserved the gymnasium with the best conditions. When the time came, it would be done according to the specifications of professional competitions.
Zhang Chenfei nodded solemnly. “That will be like the Eight-Nations Alliance invading China.”
“Hahahahaha…” Everyone who was still listening to the plan seriously burst into laughter, thinking that the president of their company was really humorous.
The corners of Jiao Qi’s mouth twitched slightly; seeing his Lao Gong’s expression of concern for the country and the people, he didn’t know what to say.
The Mecha Contest began tonight, with teams consisting of five players each. Unlike regular player-versus-player battles, the large-scale competition featured randomised battlefields. Mech warriors, along with leading system engineers, were tasked with constructing warships, defending their headquarters, and simultaneously attacking enemy warships. If their warship was breached or all the mech warriors were defeated, they would lose the match.
After returning home in the evening, Jiao Qi turned on the live broadcast after dinner and watched the game on the sofa. Because there was no restriction on entry for this competition, anyone could form a team and sign up. In the early stages, they were basically pecking like wild chickens.
At exactly eight o’clock, the audience swarmed into the live stream room of the Demon King’s team. The five-member team the Demon King had formed consisted of game anchors. He had a good reputation within the community, and he had managed to gather the few best players with the highest skills so far.
The mechas of the five anchors met at the preparation field on time. As the official team of the game, they also took care of the important task of explaining the rules to everyone, so they had to chat for a while before starting.
Among them, the one who had the closest relationship with the Demon King was undoubtedly his old teammate, “Bad Fallen Angel”. During the premiere of a movie attended by Jiao’s mother, he brought along the chubby guy who went with him.
After Bad retired and didn’t fare well, the Demon King invited him to do live streams together after the movie premiere. The two of them reminisced about the trash talk from their professional gaming days and unexpectedly gained popularity. Bad had become a popular streamer on another platform as well.
【Bad: Captain, as the official team, do we have any benefits?】
【Art: There are.】
【Bad: Is it an exemption from elimination or three chances to respawn?】
The Fallen Angel excitedly rubbed his hands on the other side of the screen, and the other streamers joined in the cheering.
Their team represented Shi Fei officially. Since this was not an official league game, Shi Fei would give them some advantages.
The Demon King smiled indifferently in front of the camera. “The name of the team was given by Shi Fei’s Daddy. Isn’t it amazing?”
Team members: “…”
【Bad: No, that’s it? How about a secret weapon at least? Where’s your programmer friend, Greg? 】
“Programmer Greg is on a business trip to the United States, so he can’t save us.” The Demon King opened the official gift bag from Shi Fei, which included five uniform non-combat accessories and a battle flag. The moment you accepted the battle flag, your team name would be displayed on it.
The battle flags of the other teams had names given by the teams themselves, while theirs was decided by Shi Fei.
“Okay, stop arguing. Let’s take a look at our team name.” After distributing the accessories to the players, Art took out the battle flag and put it on the top of the mecha, and a common prefix was immediately added to the names of the five players.
【DiaoJun-Bad:? ? ?】
Translator wants to ask something *wink*:-
So do you guys prefer it as DiaoJun or Dick Army in future? And sorry for not updating last time as my editor had school work and stuff to do.
