Chapter 013: Refusal

Wang Bo sat in the office he had set up, looking at the photo in his hand.

Sharon Vineyard seemed like a name he had heard somewhere, but he couldn't recall it at the moment, and the woman in the photo looked very familiar, yet he couldn't remember who she was.

But Wang Bo was certain that this woman was definitely a transmigrator.

He hadn't expected that, though he hadn't deliberately searched, a transmigrator would appear before him in such a manner.

A Hollywood Best Actress.

Both in looks and acting skills, she was superb, hailed as a woman destined to become the greatest actress of all time.

But who the hell was this woman?

Wang Bo rubbed his temples, searched his memory, and finally dug up information from some corner of his mind that seemed to identify this woman.

From Detective Conan, the mole in the Black Organization, Vermouth, Belmod?

Wang Bo wasn't sure, after all, the art style of 2D and 3D were vastly different.

But Wang Bo suspected that this woman was likely Belmod from the Black Organization. The reason he wasn't certain was that he remembered Belmod seemed to be called Chris Vineyard, not Sharon Vineyard.

Of course, this Sharon Vineyard might well be her alias in this world.

Regardless, this woman should be a transmigrator.

Logically, Wang Bo should find her and send her back to her original world.

But the problem was, Wang Bo wanted to live well in this world. Having traveled through several worlds without a proper rest, this time he truly intended to take a break.

So, Wang Bo decided to turn a blind eye to this woman who might be Belmod.

After all, even if she went back, she would continue to be a mole in the Black Organization. Rather than being ordered around, it was better for her to stay in this world and be her Hollywood Best Actress.

With her skills, she would surely thrive in this world.

Wang Bo figured she probably didn't want to go back either.

In that case, he couldn't be bothered to play the villain.

If Wang Bo's guess was wrong, then so be it. Anyway, with Belmod's abilities, she could easily make a name for herself, but stirring up the world was beyond her.

So this woman wouldn't have much impact on this world.

Wang Bo planned to turn a blind eye.

Of course, he didn't intend to veto the proposal from the car factory employees, so he allocated some funds to the sales department and let them handle it themselves.

After receiving the funds, the sales department excitedly contacted this hottest Hollywood Best Actress.

But the reply they got was like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads.

After all, she was the hottest Best Actress in Hollywood, accessible to big brands like Ferrari or Lamborghini. A small factory like Wang Bo's didn't matter to her at all.

She merely glanced at the invitation and politely declined.

This left Wang Bo's employees particularly disheartened.

So they brainstormed and invited another Hollywood actress, who, though far less popular than Sharon Vineyard, was at least well-known and considered A-list in Hollywood.

But she also declined.

Such women were very protective of their reputations; they only took endorsements from big brands. Accepting an endorsement from a small factory would cheapen their image, making them seem desperate.

Helpless, they had to settle for the next best thing: renting several of the hottest sports cars on the market.

For example, Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Bugatti Veyrons, and so on, then had their own sports cars compete alongside them, utterly crushing them.

After the commercial was shot and posted on YouTube, it caused a strong reaction within a few days.

Some thought it was a publicity stunt, others thought it was fake.

Overwhelming negative comments swept in like a storm.

After all, a sports car made by a small factory could outperform those from famous big brands? That was pure nonsense. Did they think the staff and designers at those big factories were just twiddling their thumbs?

Of course, Wang Bo didn't care at all.

He bought the car factory only to cover up some things.

Since allocating the advertising funds to the factory, Wang Bo hadn't been there for days, leaving everything to his butler... Miss Friday.

So when the negative comments flooded the internet, Wang Bo had no idea.

He was still playing games in his mansion.

In the past few days, he had become somewhat addicted to gaming, unable to stop. The storms outside never reached his ears.

A few more days passed, and Wang Bo finally finished a new game.

He tossed aside the controller, counted the games in his four-dimensional pocket, and found that few unplayed games remained; he had already played many AAA titles.

If this continued, he would soon run out of games to play.

So Wang Bo couldn't help but turn to Friday and ask, "Does Cybertron have any fun games?"

"I'm sorry, Master, but Cybertron's entertainment industry is not developed." Miss Friday was also helpless. She was just a new-generation Transformer. Though she had Cybertronian technology in her mind, it didn't include entertainment games.

This made her feel useless as a Transformer.

Wang Bo knew it was too much to ask a Transformer to produce games, so he shook his head and began to hope that next time he could travel to a high-tech world.

Maybe there would be some games worth playing.

"Wait." Wang Bo suddenly thought of something: he had money. He could buy a few game companies, have the staff write scripts, and then let Miss Friday develop the games.

With Friday's abilities, creating a few games shouldn't be a big problem.

Wang Bo believed that the games developed by Friday would have top-notch graphics.

But just then, another thought struck him.

Playing games with a controller was fun, but it would be even more fun to enter the game itself, like in Sword Art Online. So Wang Bo immediately asked Friday if she could develop a game helmet that would let him experience immersive gaming.

Without any hesitation, Friday immediately agreed, "Of course, Master."

This was something she could handle.

So she immediately designed a helmet and handed the design to Conqueror, asking him to manufacture it.