Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

The order worth hundreds of thousands was completed in just a few days. The production line is really fast. If we hadn't bought in advance, we wouldn't have had a chance to get their orders during the pandemic.

The abusive father kept getting calls demanding the final payment.

This request is reasonable, but only if the final payment date is already written in the contract and will be paid at the end of the month.

Blizzard's intention was to forgo deposits to ensure customers had inventory. As for the end of the month, the only ones less willing to fulfill their contracts than Blizzard would be the merchants.

So the final payment was scheduled for the end of the month. Luckily, it was stated in the contract, otherwise it would have been really difficult to handle.

Blizzard Entertainment, the parent company of Blizzard, is very generous and makes its promises in black and white, but the merchants are still afraid of not getting their money back, which is why they demand payment before the deadline.

Blizzard repeatedly assured that they would definitely pay by the end of the month, and would compensate double the deposit for breach of contract, but the people who were pressing for payment still had some reservations.

Only after she said that she was a national athlete, and although she was not famous, she could still be found on Baidu, so that she wouldn't run away, did the other party relent.

Just as things seemed to be calming down, someone suddenly revealed that the father of athlete Blizzard was trying to get something for nothing by placing orders with ten mask factories but then defaulting on the final payments.

"What's going on, Xiaoxue? Why do you need so many masks?" Sasha asked, looking worried as she watched the news.

"I don't know how to explain it... but it's definitely not like what's reported."

The other teammates, who weren't very familiar with her, gave her strange looks, wondering what she was thinking, but they didn't ask directly.

Only eels and bighead carp are directly asked.

Big Head said, "Are you buying so many masks to eat?"

Sigh, her good intentions. But I can't say much now, or how will I explain it?

“Mind your own business,” Sasha retorted.

Blizzard, who was still trying to explain why he bought so many masks, stopped thinking about it and glanced between the two of them. "You two, are you done?"

"What's good or bad?" Sasha said frankly. "Isn't this how it's always been?"

It shouldn't have been like this.

If you two had charged per message for your previous chat frequency, your wealth could have surpassed that of Mr. Ma.

Having witnessed your lively interactions, the current scene seems rather mundane.

Sasha didn't explain much, but Blizzard understood.

Her implication was that without "good," there's no such thing as "bad." She's always had teammates like this.

Sasha left first, but Da Tou didn't.

Perhaps Blizzard's perspective is biased, but Sasha's silhouette always seems shrouded in a grayish hue.

She was furious at his lack of self-respect: "You smashed the racket, did you feel good then? How do you feel now?"

He swatted a ball out of his pocket with a swift motion, expressing his dissatisfaction with the topic.

This topic is indeed unpleasant to discuss, and I believe that Da Tou, who has been suspended for more than half a month, must have some insights. I don't want to go on and on. Anyway, there are plenty of people who can manipulate him.

"You're already unhappy? The unhappiness is yet to come," Blizzard said.

Big Head curled his lip, "I've already been suspended and I've realized my mistake, what else could it be?"

Blizzard sighed and shook his head, "Let's wait and see."

As she was about to leave, Da Tou quickly ran two steps to catch up: "I was playing with my teammate Zhang Zi until the very end, and I had no advantage at all. I was a little frustrated and felt like that was it, but I regretted it as soon as I threw the ball."

"When I saw your calm expression after the game, I remembered what you had said: I was too impulsive."

"When I got home tonight and thought about the look in your eyes, it was as if you already knew what I was going to do. Could it be that you were a prophet who repeatedly reminded me beforehand?"

"Do you think I have that ability?" Blizzard asked honestly.

"Then who are you?"

Blizzard said slowly and deliberately:

“This period is your low point, and you also encountered the split up. You are not mature enough and your mentality is not as stable as Sasha’s. Your emotions were already at the critical point before playing against Zhang Zi. When you lost to Zhang Zi, you reached the peak, so it is not surprising that you smashed your racket.”

"I got carried away."

Blizzard said nothing more and patted him twice as a sign of comfort.

The real big move is yet to come; the suspension is just an appetizer.

……

Negative reports about Blizzard continued, but because she herself was not popular and various gossip and interesting stories kept emerging, the negative publicity suddenly died down.

In mid-December, reports of an unexplained pneumonia outbreak in Wuhan began to appear online, and people who were unaware of the situation thought it was just a common cold.

The 21st marked the first day of the Chinese national table tennis team's training camp in Haikou.

Big Head finally experienced another blow from the suspension.

Watching his former partner practice mixed doubles with others, he could only practice singles with his teammates from Hainan. An afternoon felt like a year, and he couldn't make any progress.

Sweat soaked my hair and blurred my vision.

I thought to myself: I must practice hard! I absolutely must practice hard!

For the future.

The vow made in my heart suddenly came to life, deafeningly loud.

During lunch, he found an opportunity to speak with Blizzard alone.

Although Blizzard is younger than him, there are always moments when he feels like a junior.

He said pitifully, "So this is what it feels like to watch Sasha train with others."

Blizzard's enigmatic smile: "Don't use up your sadness now, there's more to come."

"?"

……

Before the end of the month, some merchants who were worried about not getting paid started asking for money again, while some merchants with a keen sense of smell had already begun to negotiate with Bao Youcheng to terminate their contracts.

Following Blizzard's suggestion, Bao Youcheng agreed to compromise, stating that only 10,000 yuan worth of masks were required, and neither party would need to pay any breach of contract penalties.

Before the pandemic, masks were much cheaper than they are now, so there was no need to rush production, and the quality was guaranteed. Both parties were satisfied with the revised contract.

Gradually, the other two merchants realized what was happening and followed the first merchant's example by modifying their contracts and delivering 10,000 masks.

The other companies wanted to sell their inventory at high prices, and were willing to pay Bao Youcheng a penalty for breach of contract rather than give him masks.

In this way, Bao Youcheng obtained 30,000 yuan worth of masks at an average price, as well as breach of contract penalties from seven other companies.

The moment he received the masks, he immediately sent them to the Sports Federation, without leaving his name.

*

"Me?" Big Head pointed to himself, confirming with Liu Guoliang again, "Me, to commentate on the mixed doubles of the world's strongest twelve players?"

"Yes, do you have any opinions?"

Da Tou's opinion was about to be voiced, but Liu Guoliang vetoed it with one vote: "Shut up if you have any opinions."

When he appeared in the live stream, a barrage of comments flooded the screen:

"Who is this? Coming to give a commentary before they're even fully awake?"

"Were they just brought in to make up the numbers?"

"Look how weathered you are. Are you an old team member? I've never seen you before."

Unable to compete himself, he had to watch his former partner and others triumphantly on the field.

Big Head's eyes were lifeless, and after introducing himself, he only spoke when asked.

As the competition began, the two professional hosts were very good at creating a lively atmosphere, and Xiaozao also gave a serious commentary on the competition.

If it weren't for the fact that Big Head's eyes were still open, everyone would have thought he had already gone to sleep.

Fortunately, he would occasionally say a word, commenting on the battle:

"This fighter jet's sphere, SYS, withstood the mass of the FZD."

"It was mainly Sys who played better in this game, putting a lot of pressure on Little Fatty."

"The quality of the SYS board is very high, which puts a lot of pressure on Xiaopang and FZD, I think."

Comments: "You can tell that Little Fatty is under a lot of pressure."