One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 224 You Will Be a Superstar!

Fengyuan Residential Complex, sales office.

Goode sat on the sofa, his hands supporting his chin, his brow furrowed.

"Who let this bastard move in?"

"Chairman."

The sales manager explained in a low voice: "According to our company's terms and conditions, as long as you pay, you can buy a house, and we are not allowed to investigate the background of the homeowner."

"Of course I know, go down."

Good waved his hand irritably, then looked at Cavendish sitting opposite him, who looked like a melancholy prince, and felt a headache coming on.

As a homeowner in the Hoenn community or a villa area, you are a Gold Card VIP of Groudon Company.

They deserve preferential treatment!
Driving away customers is absolutely out of the question, that's a matter of principle. But what if this guy sleepwalks in the middle of the night and goes on a killing spree in his neighborhood?

Schizophrenia can be cured!
Cavendish broke off a rose petal and put it into his mouth one by one, glancing sideways at Goode with a look full of disdain.

"The place where I stay must naturally be the best!"

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well said!
Goode nodded in agreement.

His Fengyuan residential complex is indeed the best!

The environment is beautiful, clean and tidy, with all kinds of living facilities available, and security guards patrol 24 hours a day, making it safe and reliable.

wrong.

Where did this guy get so much money?!
The villas here are almost worth 500 million Berries each!

In any case, we must not let an uncontrollable idiot stay in his neighborhood, unless he can control himself.

But keeping a close eye on him is not an easy task.

This guy is quite strong, even stronger in his split personality state. I'm afraid only the team leaders in the neighborhood can stop him.

Goode pondered for a moment and then made a suggestion.

"Cavenditch, would you be interested in joining my company?"

"no!"

Cavendish refused without hesitation.

He didn't want to experience being overshadowed a second time.

"Really? What a pity."

Good said regretfully, "I originally planned to make you the spokesperson for our company, and also have Morgans write a column for you, and make a movie to turn you into a superstar."

"real?!"

Cavendish couldn't sit still any longer.

Superstar!
His biggest dream is to become the most popular superstar!
"of course it's true."

Goode smiled and threw out the bait.

He's not good at fishing, but he's quite good at catching people.

Even the best wine needs advertising. With war looming, he wanted to seize this opportunity to expand his business into the first half of the sea area.

A young, handsome man with a perfect image like Cavendish is the best choice for a spokesperson. It doesn't matter if he lacks talent, as long as he has a lot of fans.

Although it's a bit frustrating, the supernovas are definitely more popular among young people than the older guys.

Good said with a sigh, "Since you don't want it, then I'll have to find someone else to sign and give them my huge popularity."

"Wait, I'll sign!"

Cavendish immediately changed his tune.

He would never give up popularity to anyone else!

Goode raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"You want to sign a contract? I don't mean to force you, do I?"

"No need to force it!"

Cavendish casually turned his head, revealing three-quarters of his standard profile: "This young master was born for the screen!"

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I really want to beat this kid up.

Good waved.

"Chikara, go print out a contract!"

"Yes."

The signing process is already second nature to me, and this time the term is thirty years. Breach of contract will result in a huge penalty, the kind that I absolutely cannot afford to pay.

If Cavendish breaches the contract, he will never appear in newspapers or weekly magazines again, and no media outlet will work with him.

Cavendish had no idea about the intricacies of the situation, and looking at the thick stack of contracts, he had absolutely no interest in examining them one by one.

After reviewing the key terms and confirming there were no issues, "Swish, swish!"

With swift, flowing strokes, he signed and sealed the document.

Goode smiled broadly: "Chikara, contact Morgans immediately. I need to take a set of promotional photos for Mr. Cavendish and put them in the next issue of the entertainment weekly!"

"Also, hire some dance and vocal coaches for Cavendish. As a future superstar, how can he not know how to sing, dance, and rap!"

"Yes."

Chikara looked at Cavendish with pity; given Lord Goode's habits, there was definitely a trap here.

Promotional photos? Entertainment weekly?
Are there also professional singing and dancing teachers?

Cavendish's eyes sparkled.

A superstar is about to arrive!

What if he becomes a superstar and becomes too popular? There will be tons of fans asking for his autograph!
"I have something to do, I'll talk to you later."

Goode glanced at Cavendish, who was lost in his daydream, a slight smile playing on his lips, and got up to leave the room.

Speed ​​had been waiting for a long time.

"Good, we just received intelligence that the Red-Haired Pirates have entered the New World. Judging from their flight path, their destination is likely Beehive Island."

"Ah."

Goode narrowed his eyes slightly.

It's probably for Blackbeard's sake.

Speed: "Should we stop Shanks?"

"How to stop it?"

Goode retorted irritably.

Unless he or Kaido intervenes, what can stop Shanks?

Relying on Jack's brother?
"Ignore the redhead for now."

Good shook his head.

Even if Shanks came in person, it wouldn't change the situation. Blackbeard is currently lurking in the first half of the sea, so their reach can't extend that far.

Besides, even if Whitebeard wanted to recall Ace, Ace wouldn't come back; that idiot was just recklessly hunting down Blackbeard.

My stubbornness is innate and I can't change it.

Goode arrived at Marco's house.

Marco had been waiting in the yard for quite some time.

"Good, come in and sit down."

"it is good."

Goode entered the house.

Marco's wife came out of the bedroom, holding their sleeping child in her arms, and bowed slightly to Goode, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Mr. Chairman!"

"Sasha, you've worked hard."

Goode nodded with a smile.

He now has three identities: first, the vice-captain of Beasts; second, the commander-in-chief of the Hoenn government; and third, the chairman of Groudon Corporation.

Sasha remains his employee.

And it includes paid maternity leave!

"Let me see the baby quickly."

Goode peeked out at the little guy in the swaddling clothes. His pointed head and the tender hair on the top of his head were exactly like Marco's.

"Malbolo?"

"It's Pinapuru!"

Marco, his face darkening, emphasized that while his favorite food is pineapple, it doesn't mean his child is also a pineapple!
"Isn't this still a pineapple?"

In some languages, the pronunciation of pineapple is similar to "painapuru".

Goode laughed and took out the gift box.

"A gift for the child."

"What is it?"

Marco accepted the gift box, his curiosity burning. The gift from the underworld's big spender was definitely extraordinary.

Upon opening the gift box, a golden pineapple comes into view.

Made of gold, its value is astonishing!
Even the green leaves are carved from gemstones!
Marco's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Why is it still pineapple?!"

(End of this chapter)