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[#261] Broken Trust (QZGS)
Theme Prompt: 261 - schemes
Title: Broken Trust
Fandom: Quánzhí Gāoshǒu|King's Avatar
Rating/Warnings: No
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 510
Summary: Su Mucheng has had enough of those schemes.
There is a point, you think, where one might go from being thrifty, to being miserly. And in a group like yours, it could very well be the difference between life and death.
“Alright, we’ll need to upgrade our weapons and armors for the next opponents,” Ye Xiu was saying, which you agreed with.
You should have known what would happen. It was what always happened these days, whenever Ye Xiu voiced an opinion.
“We don’t need to do that,” Liu Hao retorted. You wished for a moment that he wasn’t vice-president of the team. That he wasn’t the one in charge of money in this team. That he was an entirely different person, one who had the wellbeing of the team at heart rather than his own personal glory.
Ye Xiu looked at you, and with that one glance you forced your anger down. You were his bedrock, in a team that felt less and less like a team as time went. You wouldn’t add yourself to the list of people he couldn’t trust to have his back, not when there were already so many.
Still, that didn’t mean you would take this lying down.
“How much money do we have in guild coffers? I thought we had far more than needed in the budget.”
Liu Hao looked at you, and you wanted to punch that scheming slimy face of his as he smiled. It might have looked kind on another face. On his, it only seemed dishonest.
“You might not understand Su Mucheng, but with certain people not pulling their weight when it comes to advertising revenue, it means we’ve had to review the budget to decide what was truly important. Better to have money put aside in case of emergencies, after all, don’t you think, Captain?”
And there it was. Just like that, he had dismissed you. He had dismissed you as nothing but the pretty face you showed the media, rather than one of the pillars that had brought Excellent Era to three consecutive victories. Maybe you should be flattered. Liu Hao didn’t deserve to know you in your entirety. He didn’t deserve to see the complexity of your entire self, and at least that meant he wouldn’t factor you into his schemes.
Ye Xiu didn’t answer. You knew Liu Hao would take it as a victory. You couldn’t let that happen.
“Of course, what could possibly go wrong from using obsolete equipment?” you asked, smile bright and magazine-perfect. You crossed eyes with Ye Xiu and softened your words, knowing he didn’t like seeing strife within his team. “I’m sure you’ve already thought about how to make sure we aren’t at a disadvantage when the competition season starts; I’ll leave that to the experts!”
They kept talking about the intricacies of budgeting, and how investors needed to see that they had money in the bank to deem them trustworthy, but you knew the truth. They weren’t being thrifty; they were being miserly. And they were doing it for the most stupid of reasons: greed and ego.
Title: Broken Trust
Fandom: Quánzhí Gāoshǒu|King's Avatar
Rating/Warnings: No
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 510
Summary: Su Mucheng has had enough of those schemes.
There is a point, you think, where one might go from being thrifty, to being miserly. And in a group like yours, it could very well be the difference between life and death.
“Alright, we’ll need to upgrade our weapons and armors for the next opponents,” Ye Xiu was saying, which you agreed with.
You should have known what would happen. It was what always happened these days, whenever Ye Xiu voiced an opinion.
“We don’t need to do that,” Liu Hao retorted. You wished for a moment that he wasn’t vice-president of the team. That he wasn’t the one in charge of money in this team. That he was an entirely different person, one who had the wellbeing of the team at heart rather than his own personal glory.
Ye Xiu looked at you, and with that one glance you forced your anger down. You were his bedrock, in a team that felt less and less like a team as time went. You wouldn’t add yourself to the list of people he couldn’t trust to have his back, not when there were already so many.
Still, that didn’t mean you would take this lying down.
“How much money do we have in guild coffers? I thought we had far more than needed in the budget.”
Liu Hao looked at you, and you wanted to punch that scheming slimy face of his as he smiled. It might have looked kind on another face. On his, it only seemed dishonest.
“You might not understand Su Mucheng, but with certain people not pulling their weight when it comes to advertising revenue, it means we’ve had to review the budget to decide what was truly important. Better to have money put aside in case of emergencies, after all, don’t you think, Captain?”
And there it was. Just like that, he had dismissed you. He had dismissed you as nothing but the pretty face you showed the media, rather than one of the pillars that had brought Excellent Era to three consecutive victories. Maybe you should be flattered. Liu Hao didn’t deserve to know you in your entirety. He didn’t deserve to see the complexity of your entire self, and at least that meant he wouldn’t factor you into his schemes.
Ye Xiu didn’t answer. You knew Liu Hao would take it as a victory. You couldn’t let that happen.
“Of course, what could possibly go wrong from using obsolete equipment?” you asked, smile bright and magazine-perfect. You crossed eyes with Ye Xiu and softened your words, knowing he didn’t like seeing strife within his team. “I’m sure you’ve already thought about how to make sure we aren’t at a disadvantage when the competition season starts; I’ll leave that to the experts!”
They kept talking about the intricacies of budgeting, and how investors needed to see that they had money in the bank to deem them trustworthy, but you knew the truth. They weren’t being thrifty; they were being miserly. And they were doing it for the most stupid of reasons: greed and ego.