The strongest sniper king

Chapter 477 Rose
"No." Li An answered very simply.

A big old man, what do I have to talk to you?
If you are a beautiful woman, then I might consider it.

Slater is also considered a character in this "precision shooting", and he didn't expect to be rejected so simply, his expression was startled again.

"Friend, please wait!"

"What's the matter?" Li An said impatiently.

Slater rolled his eyeballs and said with a smile, "It seems my friend has no time today.

It's okay, we'll talk again next time we have a chance. "

As he spoke, he took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to Li An.

"It's a VIP card for 'Precise Shots'.

If friends come here to play next time, they can show this VIP card, and any consumption will be free at that time. "

"Free!" Li An became interested.

It's not that Li An is greedy for petty gains, it's just that playing shooting is too expensive.

Haven't heard a word?
To fight is to fight for money.

This is also the reason why countries often talk about it, but rarely engage in actual combat between countries.

Ang Lee is not rich now, and originally planned to come to play with guns every one or two weeks.

Now that you have this free VIP card, you can often spare time to play.

"I remember that you provide food here, is it also free?" Li An asked.

Slater didn't expect such a talented shooter like Ang Lee to care about food, his face was startled again, he nodded and said: "Yes."

"That's good, I accept this VIP card. Thank you."

Li An put the VIP card in his pocket.

Seeing that Li Ang was about to leave, Slater hurriedly followed.

"My name is Slater. Next time you come, you can find me directly. Even if you don't bring that VIP card, it will be free."

Li An nodded, like a petty philistine.

In fact, how could Li An not be clear.

Slater was able to give himself this VIP card because he watched the entire shooting process behind him and discovered his shooting talent.

To win over oneself is nothing more than asking for oneself.

If he didn't have amazing shooting talent, would Slater still give himself such a possibly free VIP card?
The answer is definitely not.

To put it bluntly, it was just an exchange of equivalent value, so Li An accepted the VIP card with peace of mind.

Walking out of No. [-] bullseye, Li An saw Moxi and Mike who had been waiting outside.

"By the way, this is my fee"

Slater immediately understood and said with a smile, "Of course it's free."

"Oh." Li An responded with satisfaction.

Moxi frowned, especially after learning that Slater had given Ang Lee a VIP card, he muttered in his heart: "Are you really that poor?"

Ang Lee now owns hundreds of thousands, so he definitely cannot be considered a poor man.

It is a crime to save money!
Slater handled the refund procedures for Ang Lee, and personally sent Ang Lee to a taxi to leave "Precise Shooting".

Moxi had never seen Slater treat someone so enthusiastically. Even if the boss of "Precise Shooting" came over, Slater would never personally send him into the car and leave like this.

It's a little strange.

"Slater, is this person really worth what you do to him?"

Slater shook his head.

"Not worth it, but very worth it."

After a slight pause, he instructed Mike: "Go and bring me the shooting video of No. [-] bullseye.

Forget it, let me go myself. "

Slater seemed very cautious, fearing that something might go wrong with the copy of the video.

Soon, Slater appeared in the most luxurious office of "Precision Shooting", that is, the boss's office.

Sitting behind the desk was a very capable blond beauty in a small black suit, with short ear-length hair, who looked about 25 or six.

Precision Shooting has been in business for several years, and within a short period of time it has become the premier shooting range in Los Angeles, and even famous throughout the United States.

But who would have thought that the boss of "Precision Shooting" would be so young and so beautiful.

After watching the shooting of the No. [-] target lane carefully, Rose looked at Slater with a serious expression.

"Do you have any idea?"

"He is the most talented shooter I have ever seen. If he can join our team, he will definitely help us win the ranking in the Golden Target competition in a month.

perhaps
It is not impossible to get No.1. "

Slater said very seriously.

The golden target is a shooting competition, which is an internal competition of the national shooting range, and not many people know about it.

Shooting is a money-burning game, and the profits of the shooting range are naturally very rich.

With profits, there will naturally be competition, and the big fish eat the small fish, which makes it more and more difficult for weak shooting ranges to survive.

The golden target was born under such circumstances.

Held every three years, it is a redistribution of the layout of the shooting range and profits.

In the past three years, each shooting range tried its best to win over or directly cultivate talented shooters, so as to get a ranking in the golden target competition and strive for more benefits for their shooting range.

Not many people outside knew of the existence of the golden target, but no one inside dared to question the authority of the golden target.

Because, anyone who questioned the authority of the golden target and challenged its authority disappeared from this world inexplicably.

Rose thought about it carefully and asked, "Is he trustworthy?"

There is also a reason for this sentence.

Many shooting ranges thought they had found a talented shooter who could win, but they didn't have any remarkable performance in the golden target competition, and were even dragged down.

It was only afterwards that people realized that the so-called talented shooters were just ghosts deliberately placed in those big shooting ranges.

With a precedent, Rose had to be careful.

Slater shook his head and said, "I don't know.

However, his name, phone number and other contact information registered here are all fake.

If he is the ghost that other shooting ranges want to insert, there is absolutely no need to do this. "

Rose thought seriously again, and couldn't make up her mind for a full five minutes.

In fact, this decision will affect the life and death of "Precision Shooting" in the future, so she has to be cautious.

"Rose."

Slater didn't call him the boss, but called him by his first name. It seemed that he had an extraordinary relationship with Rose.

At least not just the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

"Once the opportunity is lost, it is irreversible. If someone wins him over first, it will be more difficult for us to gain enough profit space in the golden target!"

How could Rose not understand this truth, looked up at Slater, sighed softly and said, "Call old Jack in."

Slater's eyelids sank slightly, and he seemed a little displeased, but he still called Old Jack according to Rose's order.

"Jack, you've seen that man, what do you think?"

Rose asked, how could such an important decision-making power be handed over to a handyman employee!

(End of this chapter)