Project Transfur Romane & Geschichten

Sebastian furrowed his brow slightly upon seeing Fergus and Whitney. "Sebastian? What brings you here?" Whitney asked with some surprise. Without missing a beat, Sebastian asked, "Did you receive the funds?" "Funds?" Whitney was momentarily puzzled. Sebastian continued, "The funds for the beauty and anti-aging project I proposed earlier, I've informed Mr. Turner about it. He will continue collaborating with Frostwave Corporation, and the funds should have been transferred. "However, if you really want to proceed with this project, it's advisable to use the core formula I initially provided."

I took it and drank slowly, the cool liquid easing my dry throat. “Thank you,” I muttered. Then he dropped the bomb. “The UrbanAxis group backed out because of the trending pictures.” He said. “What?!” I almost screamed, my blood burning hot. He raised a hand, in that manner that announced he wasn’t done yet. “There’s more. Their manager wants to move the entire project to TerraNova. That way the noise dies down and we still get to run it.” His lips beamed now. His eyes brightened with cautious hope as he explained. I nodded, but the excitement didn’t reach me. That project was supposed to be mine. My chance to prove myself, to build something real, to finally hit Gabriel where it hurt most.

Thomas Zuo in a dignified manner. "Thirty percent?!" Kacy was dumbfounded. Is he crazy? "Well, I know your funds are limited, so I will temporarily transfer Tianzuo's working capital to your books in the hope that you can win this collaboration." Thomas Zuo's prudent manner. "Tomas, you can not." Kacy unconsciously refused, and even if she had strength, he could not give her all the working capital! "It does not matter, Tianzuo has no plans to develop the project in the near future, and if you can get this project, you will have a return soon and will not affect Tianzuo's development." vowed Thomas Zuo.

Made her want to throw up. "Our transferee is such a good boy, eh? Wow! Would you like to apply as a janitor here in the cafeteria? Must look good on you," said Francis, the captain of the soccer team. "Maybe not, bro!" answered one of Francis' companions whom she did not recognize. "You see his car? Must be a rich kid. He'll just call their housemaids to clean this up for him." Then they laughed out loud. Liam did not say a word. He laid the tray on the table near him and put away the utensils. He was about to turn his back on them when he was immediately stopped by Hugo, the captain of the men's swimming team.

activated. [Newbie tutorial open: Host can designate any target to transfer any form of damage received.] [After the damage is transferred, the host's own wealth will receive an increase. The wealth increase is positively correlated with the degree and type of damage.] I snapped my eyes open. This was not a hallucination! Damage transfer... wealth increase... Slowly, I raised my gaze and looked at those three people below the stage. The next second, the auction officially began. The auctioneer announced loudly, "Now, our first item tonight is a pair of perfect corneas from Mr. Connor Hudson!"

"I don't know what happened either, Mr. Myers…" "Explain this then." Zach was an extremely patient man. He rarely got angry, yet he was now tossing documents onto the table irritably. Amongst the documents was a contract. It detailed the project, which involved three buildings in Rosseera and neighboring cities. It was a contract regarding the transfer of ownership, and it had Freddie's signature on it. Initially, this project was supposed to be sold to Ritter Corporation for more than ten billion dollars. Now, it has been sold for 100 million instead. The price had decreased a hundredfold.

I blurted out “but i…” “…but nothing” Torch interrupted and smiled at me “you weren’t the reason. I was bound to have them removed; they are just using what you did as an excuse for doing it now rather than earlier on. This was the alternative to being handed over to Cosmo.” “You would make a shit Creation anyway” I snorted and blinked away the threatening tears “when do you think you’ll be able to use them?” I watched him stretch out his fingers then hold out his hand, so he could stare at the shiny surface. He looked proud of his useless additions that were only able to open and close.