Chapter 91 Sharing Joys and Sorrows
Will's face turned a mix of red and blue when he saw the credits on the table, his expression becoming gloomy。
"How is this possible？"
Setting aside whether the monthly salary of 20,000 was accurate or not, the fact that Eric casually threw out 20,000 credits was not something an ordinary person could do.
Will had seen many wealthy people and never misjudged anyone. The clothes Eric wore from head to toe didn't even add up to 300 credits. Hence, how could Eric have so much money, and how could he take it out so casually and throw it on the table? This series of actions was not something an ordinary person could develop. It couldn't be an act; only someone who didn't care about credits could be so at ease.
Will didn't know that Eric was once the president of ShadowForge Studios, where throwing money around was no big deal. He had even once thrown out millions to recruit top-tier life players, piling the money on the table, making the players immediately worship him. Throwing out 20,000 credits was just a warm-up.
"This amount is nothing. If you can get into the upper echelons of ShadowForge Studios, a monthly salary of fifty or sixty thousand is no big deal as long as you have the skills. Plus, we have Mr. Phillips' support, and our funds are incredibly abundant. Moreover, we have celebrities from the school joining us. The first, third, sixth, and ninth-place winners of the school's fighting tournament have all joined ShadowForge Studios. These are real experts. Making a name for ourselves in Divine Realms: Legends will be easy. But do you have any real experts?" Will tried to maintain a facade of composure, emitting a cold snort, yet he couldn't resist stealing glances at the 20,000 credits on the table.
The base salary for official members of ShadowForge Studios was only thirty-five hundred credits. Although it was better than many who had just graduated a year or two from college, it was still limited and didn't allow for such carefree spending.
"Will, the affairs of Aether Wing Studios are for us to handle, not for you to meddle in. If your boss is interested in recruiting our studio, at least offer a monthly salary of over 100,000 and make me the Vice President of ShadowForge Studios and Eric the president. Otherwise, you can leave." Tonny, annoyed, stood up abruptly, pointed at the dorm door, and looked at Will with disdain, showing arrogance and madness. He didn't take ShadowForge Studios seriously at all.
So what if they had more people? Just because they had experts from the fighting tournament, did that mean they could play Divine Realms: Legends well? They should try to connect with those top-tier guilds and see if they get any attention.
"Tonny, don't regret this in the future. ShadowForge Studios is destined to become a giant in Evergreen City. Even if you beg me in the future, don't expect to enter ShadowForge Studios.." With that, Will slammed the door and left. He decided to tell Lucas and Mr. Phillips about all this and let them deal with the ignorant Eric and Tonny.
"Thanks for your concern, but I never regret my actions. ShadowForge Studios might be impressive, but I don't care." Tonny shouted loudly, almost making everyone in the hallway hear him.
The dorm mates were stunned. When had Tonny become so bold? He actually dared to make such bold statements, publicly rejecting the famous ShadowForge Studios' invitation, a job many dreamed of.
After Will left, Tonny instantly lost his previous bravado, slumping into a chair and sighing internally. He realized he had acted impulsively and created trouble for Aether Wing. Eric was very touched. Tonny was still the same as in the previous life, resigning without hesitation to follow him. This was true brotherhood. In the last life, many could share good times but not bad. Eric also understood Tonny's worries, so he clapped and said, "Well said! In the competitive world of virtual games, winning or losing is clear-cut. There's no eternal champion. As long as we work hard, we'll surpass ShadowForge Studios sooner or later."
As long as Aether Wing Studios developed, there would inevitably be conflicts with ShadowForge Studios. If ShadowForge Studios wanted to go to great lengths to deal with them, they could use ShadowForge Studios' reputation to make Aether Wing famous on campus, saving them the effort of promotion.
"Let's go out for a walk and buy a high-end helmet. Staying in the dorm all the time isn't good for your health." Eric told Tonny to get ready. Tonny had been staying in the dorm for days, playing Divine Realms: Legends even during the day. The dhort term was fine, but the long term would be harmful to his health.
"Eric, wait a minute. I'll be right there."
Tonny swiftly gathered the credits from the table, tidied up, and departed the dorm with Eric, leaving a group of dumbfounded dorm mates behind. They exchanged glances and forced bitter smiles. They had often mocked Tonny, not expecting him to have secretly connected with a wealthy benefactor.
"No, I need to apply for a trial helmet too."
"I've decided. I want to become a professional player in Divine Realms: Legends."
As Eric walked out of the dorm building, Tonny quietly slipped the 20,000 credits back into Eric's pocket.
"Eric, you gave me quite a scare today, but the way you threw the money was so cool. Seeing Will's face was so satisfying. Keep the money, and don't throw it around like that next time," Tonny said excitedly.
"What are you doing?" Eric frowned slightly and handed the money back to Tonny. He hadn't been pretending from the start; he genuinely intended it. He knew Tonny's family situation was not good, and this money could help a lot. "I already said your monthly salary is a minimum of twenty thousand. Did you think I was joking with Will? Consider this an advance on your salary."
Tonny looked at the heavy twenty thousand credits in his hand, his mouth agape in shock. Even if Eric had been joking earlier, it had made Tonny very happy. But seeing Eric's expression, he knew Eric wasn't kidding. He really intended to give him a minimum monthly salary of twenty thousand, and this money was genuinely for him.
But where did this money come from?
Tonny knew Eric's situation very well. It was already difficult for him to borrow twenty thousand credits, and now he was giving it all to Tonny. This was insane.
"Eric, if you give me the money, what about the studio? Moreover, the trial helmet is about to expire. We need to buy an official helmet, right? So, we can use this money for that. I don't really need money right now." Tonny pushed the money back, feeling tempted but unable to ignore Eric's situation.
Eric saw Tonny's concern and patted his shoulder, smiling. His bank account still had over 100,000 credit, probably 20,000 more by now, and in a few more days, he could earn even more. "Don't worry about it. Leave the helmet issue to me. I told you I'll handle the money."
With his memories from his previous life and his experience as the president of ShadowForge Studios, Eric knew the most challenging part was the initial capital. Once they had that, things would get easier. If he couldn't even manage this, he wouldn't have been able to turn ShadowForge Studios into a top-tier guild.
"Eric, you didn't..." Tonny felt a chill, not excitement, seeing Eric's confidence. He worried Eric might have done something terrible, like getting involved with a rich woman, which was more terrifying than borrowing money.
"What are you thinking? Did you forget we talked about a collaboration with Isabella? This is just her payment. We're not penniless anymore; we have some capital now. Relax." Eric rolled his eyes at Tonny, who was overthinking.
Eric chose not to disclose the truth, as it would be challenging to explain numerous aspects.He simply attributed it to Isabella, as everyone knew she was extremely wealthy.
Hearing this, Tonny suddenly understood and looked at Eric with admiration. Being favored by the Ice Goddess was every man's dream!
Eric truly lived up to his reputation!
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