Instead of rushing back to their place, these professional mentors who had retrieved the gold coins from the Darkmoon Circus gathered together to discuss how to apologize to Master Fenpida.

"I want to... We must have provoked Master Fenpida this time, and if we can't come up with a perfect solution, the propaganda service will basically fail in the future. ”

"Yes, Master Fenpida walked out of the Darkmoon Circus in the first place, and we found the Darkmoon Circus, which obviously represents a distrust of Master Fenpida. ”

"There's nothing you can do, it's all the Darkmoon Circus... It's so damnable!"

"It's all over now, Master Fenpida will definitely not customize publicity services for us anymore!"

"It's so sad..."

Everyone was silent, the atmosphere was incomparably solemn now, this time they made a fatal mistake, because of a momentary hurry, they lost an opportunity in vain, and when they woke up, the opportunity had disappeared in front of them.

"Same as last time... Each of them will send a representative to the 'Fenpida Entertainment and Culture Company' in Treasure Bay, and ask Master Fenpida to help!"

"That's the only way to go... Hopefully, Master Fenpida can ignore his past suspicions. ”

"I'm sure Master Fenpida will!"

"Hard to say!"

"Hey!"

Once again, the atmosphere has fallen into a trough, the future has been blurred, and everyone's hearts have been dead.

...

Booty Bay.

Fenpida was leisurely walking by the sea, enjoying the rare feeling of the sea breeze blowing on his cheeks, and although he was usually very leisurely, he spent most of his time in his room, sleeping.

"Almost..."

Fenpida has made a plan for herself, which is to go out and bask in the sun every day to avoid the trend of otaku.

When I came to the 'Fenbida Entertainment and Culture Company', I just opened the door and saw a large number of people sitting on the first floor, many of whom had seen Fenbida before.

This...

What's the situation?

Aren't they representatives of those professions?

Why is it here again?

Fenpida looked surprised, "You... What's going on with you? Why are you in Treasure Cove again?"

When the people saw Fenpida coming, they hurriedly got up and stood up, surrounded him, and each complained to Fenpita with remorse.

"Master Fenpida... Our tribe's forging and mining majors have deeply realized their mistakes, but in fact, all of this is the fault of the Darkmoon Circus!"

One of the orcs was crying so dark that he almost didn't kneel for Fenpida.

"Master Fenpida, the Night Circus is simply not human, it is full of monsters, using our eagerness to deceive us education professionals..."

A human tailor man said with a pained expression.

"Master Fenpida, please help us, those Darkmoon Circus are so hateful, not only deceived our feelings, but also deceived our gold coins!"

A dwarf from Ironforge shouted.

"Wait a minute!"

Fenpida was confused, what was cheated of gold coins, what was taking advantage of the anxious mentality, what did this have to do with himself? How to get yourself to help?

"I'm completely confused by you now, what the hell is going on?" asked Fenpida.

"Here's the thing..."

One of the gnomes immediately explained what had happened to Fenpida, and the reason was that everyone was anxiously waiting for Fenpida's propaganda service, during which the Darkmoon Circus came to the door to promote their own propaganda services, and as a result, all other majors except cooking and herbology were fooled.

After paying a huge amount of money, only a day passed, and there was no effect, and finally, in anger, everyone came to Darkmoon Island together to ask for justice from the Darkmoon Circus.

Now that the gold coins have been returned, the adventurers have not come to study the profession, which has become the biggest problem.

So that's how it was...

Fenbida couldn't help but nodded, and suddenly realized, "That's the case! How can you say it? Who can blame this? You can only blame yourself, you don't have a calm breath!"

"Yes, yes, yes, blame us for not holding our breath. ”

"We are too young, how can we compare to you?

"Yes, now our tailoring profession has dropped by 80%!"

"We don't have anyone to make leather anymore!"

"We're even worse at peeling!"

This group of professional instructors performed hard one by one, but the atmosphere did not infect with sadness, but made Fenpida want to laugh a little.

"There was once an opportunity to turn over in front of you, but you didn't cherish it... Now I regret it. Fenpida smiled slightly, "I can only say it's late!"

"Don't!"

"Don't do that, Master Fenpida!"

"Give me another chance!"

"yes, give it a chance!"

Fenpida shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression, "There is still a chance, but it depends on whether you can grasp it again!"

Hold it?

What to do to grasp it?

Everyone saw Fenpida's expression and the subtle movement of his hand, and in a moment they understood the mystery of how to seize the opportunity.

"We've got the gold!"

"Master Fenpida, please name a number yourself!"

"Yes, Fenpida said it yourself!"

"As long as it's within reason, we'll definitely pay!"

At this time, Fenpida said with a serious face, "Vulgar! It's too vulgar to talk about gold coins! Am I such a person? A little gold can buy me Fenpida? I still say the same thing, how can the education of Azeroth be decided by gold coins?"

"You have worked so hard to make money, and I still accept your gold coins, am I still human?

“......”

"How much can you give?"

Belch?

Everyone present was completely stunned by this miraculous turn of events, and the first half of Fenbida's words were sonorous and full of infinite passion, which made them feel amazed by Fenbida's noble character.

But...

Master Fenpida's last words, as well as his expression at the moment, showed his shameless nature.

"Well," said Fenpida, "I'll take as much gold as you give the Darkmoon Circus, so it should be reasonable! ”

"Of course, the time is still uncertain how to complete your professional publicity, but I can be sure that one thing can be completed! Accept what you can accept, and leave what you can't. ”

When Fenbida had finished speaking, he looked at them quietly.

Everyone glanced at each other, although they had the experience of being deceived by the Dark Moon Circus before, but this time it was paid to the 'Fenpida Entertainment and Culture Company', and... There is no third one in Azeroth, and if you miss it, you will probably want more!

"I'll give!"

"I'll give it too!"

"This is our tribal tailor specialty!"

For a while, the crowd trapped Fenpida.

Fenbida hurriedly shouted, "Take your time, you go to the finance department to register one by one!"

......