Following the staff's directions, Gary and the others successfully checked into the competitors' lounge.
They had barely sat down when the door was quietly pushed open.
Jessie, James, and Meowth, the three goofballs, slipped inside, looking shifty.
"Executive!" The Trio excitedly dropped to one knee.
"Hmm~ Looks like you've handled the stall arrangements?" Gary asked with a smile.
"Yes! Following your instructions, we rented six stalls half a month in advance! Then we rented five of them out.
"We made quite a bit just from that!" James said excitedly.
"Good work." Gary nodded in satisfaction.
As soon as Gary learned about the tournament, he had told the Trio.
He had sent them to Olivine City to rent stalls in prime locations inside the venue.
Sure enough, the Trio hadn't let him down.
Now, each stall could fetch at least twice its original rent. Even if their own stall made no money, the Trio would still rake it in.
What was worth the most in this day and age? An information gap!
"Meow! Executive, do you need us to gather information on your opponents?" Meowth asked, rubbing his paws with a fawning expression.
"No need. Just focus on raising funds. Make sure you earn a fortune!" Gary waved a hand.
"Yes~" The Trio nodded respectfully and slipped out again.
After sending his three goofy subordinates away, Young Master Mao received a call from Bruno.
"Hehehe~ Young master, just focus on the tournament. We've got people on the organizing committee. If anyone offends you, write them down in your little notebook and tell me. I'll visit them one by one afterward and sort them out." Master Bruno offered an exceedingly warm greeting.
Gary smiled. "So that forty thousand came through?"
"Ahem~ The Goldenrod Radio Tower was really too kind." Bruno chuckled sheepishly.