The Valentinos were too shocked to say anything.
It wasn’t until Lin Miao spoke up to break their daze, did their minds start working again.
"Everyone, how do you find our product? Are you satisfied with this demonstration?"
His face was full of smiles, although this demonstration couldn’t be a small-scale real combat performance like last time. The Valentinos who had taken some hits naturally knew whether this thing was worth its price.
But some people were more obsessed with its appearance rather than its actual performance.
You can say Frostmourne is impractical, but you can’t say Frostmourne isn’t cool.
"Well... heh heh, Gustav, I’m a bit short on cash recently."
"Jack, I’d advise you to drop that idea, this thing is definitely not for everyday wear out."
"I could display it in my mom’s bar as a decoration, having this thing for sure would attract a lot of customers." Jack was still not letting it go, "Imagine me wearing this for a guitar gig at the bar, that’ll definitely be damn cool!"
"I’m begging you, buddy. Otherwise, I’d have to go borrow money from V."
"Sigh... consider it a debt I owe you, Mr. Lin, add another unit for me."
"My customer’s problem is my problem, so adding more stock certainly isn’t an issue, just a minor matter."
Since there’s a need for maintenance and after-sales service, of course, there would be spare units and parts. It wouldn’t take long for Mantou to make another unit.
Lin Miao didn’t expect this pleasant surprise.
"Did this gentleman just say his mother runs a bar?"
"I forgot to introduce you, this is my childhood buddy, Jack Wells. His mother, Mrs. Wells, runs a Wild Wolf Bar in Haywood, where our gang brothers often go to hang out."
Whether it’s street punks, mercenaries, or corporate dogs, as long as they don’t interfere with Lin Miao’s money-making, he maintained a friendly attitude.
Who cares with whom the business is done, right?
But this also made Gustav have a relatively good impression of him, at least he didn’t act like those corporate dogs who couldn’t wait to hold their noses high.
Lin Miao warmly stepped forward and shook the other party’s hand.
"Mr. Jack, I’ve heard your name long before I arrived in Night City, just couldn’t meet you."
"Hey, did you hear that, Gustav? Didn’t expect I’m also a celebrity now, hahaha."
Jack was a bit smug, he completely took Lin Miao’s flattering words seriously, perhaps a bit too sincere...
"I just heard you’re a bit interested in our company’s products, right?"
"Oh man, it’s not just a bit. Wearing this thing to a bar would absolutely get me a bunch of girls."
Lin Miao wasn’t interested in picking up girls, but he was quite interested in wearing it to a bar.
"How about this; I can sponsor you with a ’Death Knight’ at Wild Wolf Bar only if you satisfy one small request of mine, how about it?"
Upon hearing a free sponsorship, Jack was naturally overjoyed, but he knew there’s no such thing as a free lunch, mindlessly taking the bait would only make him die in a bad way.
Jack may seem sincere, but he’s neither stupid nor dumb.
"Tell me the requirements first."
"I hope the sponsored exoskeleton can be displayed at the most noticeable spot in your mother’s bar. Of course, you could also wear it and roam the bar; how it’s used is up to you."
A free advertising channel that many companies beg for but can’t get.
Also, in a bar where people are drunk and messing around every day, mercenaries mix, if Jack could wear it to slightly show off.
The orders would come pouring in.