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"Boss, I wouldn't dream of interrupting your vacation unless it was an absolutely shifting emergency, or unless it was going to make you an incomprehensible amount of money," Hugo stated, his voice completely vibrating with pure, unadulterated excitement. "And thankfully, this is entirely the latter."
Sandro raised an eyebrow behind his shades, entirely intrigued. "Go on."
"The development phase is completely wrapping up," Hugo announced proudly, entirely unable to contain his enthusiasm. "The developers have been working around the absolute clock, pushing massive amounts of code. I am officially calling to inform you that the proprietary algorithm is completely stable, the user interface is entirely polished, and the video compression technology is working flawlessly."
Hugo took a deep breath.
"TikTok is going to be finished incredibly soon, Sandro," Hugo revealed, officially confirming the impending launch of the massive social media platform Sandro had meticulously planned out in his past life. "The absolute first, highly functional beta version will be officially out and ready for you to personally see and check by the end of next week."
Hearing that, a massive, entirely genuine smile completely spread across Sandro's bruised face.
In the year 2011, the concept of a highly addictive, short form video application powered by an incredibly aggressive, machine learning algorithm was an absolute, completely alien concept to the rest of the world. Competitors like Vine didn't even exist yet, and Instagram was still just a simple photo sharing app.
By launching TikTok now, Nexum Core was about to completely, violently monopolize the entire future of global digital attention. It wasn't just a business move, it was an absolute checkmate against the entire tech industry.
"That is exactly what I wanted to hear, Hugo," Sandro praised, his mind entirely shifting into the cold, calculated gear of a billionaire CEO. "You tell the development team that they have done an absolutely phenomenal job. Pay them their massive bonuses early."
"Will do, Boss," Hugo smiled. "When do you want to entirely review the beta build?"
"Call me the absolute, exact millisecond the build is compiled and ready," Sandro instructed firmly, completely dictating the logistics. "Depending on my schedule with Vince and my return to television, I will either completely fly the private jet directly to the TikTok development building in New York, or, if I am actively on the road with the WWE, I will have you and the lead developers immediately flown out to wherever I am at the day of the call. I want to see the application running completely flawlessly on the iPhone 2 before we greenlight the global server launch."
"Understood, Sandro. Enjoy the rest of your holiday. I'll have the team completely locked in," Hugo promised before the encrypted line went entirely dead.
Sandro slowly lowered the phone, entirely looking out over the pristine blue waters of the Pacific Ocean. His kayfabe wrestling empire may have temporarily crumbled at Extreme Rules, but his absolute, real world financial empire was entirely about to completely explode into the stratosphere.
He let out a deep, highly satisfied sigh, completely putting the phone back on the table, and actively returned to enjoying his incredible holiday, entirely letting the chaotic world of professional wrestling completely operate without him for a few more days.
While the God King entirely soaked in the Hawaiian sun, the massive, unrelenting machine of the professional wrestling world completely continued to grind forward.
The week passed in the blink of an eye, and the WWE locker room entirely rolled into the bright, incredibly loud, entirely chaotic neon landscape of Las Vegas, Nevada.
The atmosphere surrounding the Thomas & Mack Center was absolutely, fundamentally electric. The fans were completely flocking into the massive arena by the thousands, entirely buzzing with absolute, unmitigated anticipation.
The stakes had been massively raised by Vince McMahon the week prior. The fans knew they were entirely about to witness the catastrophic main event collision between the Scottish Psychopath and the World's Strongest Man, and they were entirely desperate to see if the Beast Incarnate or the Dominator would show their faces in Sin City.
The broadcast officially kicked off with a massive, incredibly loud explosion of pyrotechnics, and the Las Vegas crowd entirely blew the roof off the building!
After the commentators thoroughly hyped up the massive stakes of the evening, the live crowd was entirely presented with the absolute first match of the night.
The incredibly upbeat, highly energetic gospel funk fusion music entirely hijacked the massive arena speakers!
"OHHHHHH LAS VEGAS! DON'T YOU DARE BE SOUR!"
The entire arena completely erupted into cheers as Big E, Kofi Kingston, and Xavier Woods entirely made their highly anticipated entrance! The New Day came out completely draped in their obnoxious neon pink and baby blue gear, actively interacting with the Las Vegas crowd.
Woods was entirely blowing his shiny brass trombone, completely hitting the notes flawlessly while Big E aggressively swiveled his massive hips all the way down the entrance ramp.
Their opponents for the evening were already standing in the ring, entirely looking completely bewildered by the sheer absurdity of the presentation. It was the highly popular, completely comedic duo of Team Co-Bro, the team of the Milan Miracle, Santino Marella, and the completely self proclaimed Internet Champion, Zack Ryder.
The bell rang, and the match officially began.
The bout was an incredibly fascinating, highly entertaining clash of styles. Team Co-Bro entirely attempted to utilize their absolute, bizarre comedic timing to gain the upper hand. Santino completely tried to entirely utilize his infamous power walking offense, while Zack Ryder aggressively yelled "Wooo Wooo Wooo, You Know It!" to the Las Vegas crowd.
But unlike their entirely chaotic, highly comedic debut the week prior, the New Day completely showcased a very different gear in Sin City.
Big E and Xavier Woods were the two legal men, with Kofi Kingston actively serving as the hyper energetic manager in their corner, entirely cheering them on and aggressively clapping his hands against the ring apron.
While Big E and Woods entirely maintained their absolute comedic timing, with Woods actively playing a sad, incredibly depressing trombone note every single time Santino Marella missed a strike, they did not let the comedy entirely overshadow their in ring work.
This time, they completely showed much more of their absolute seriousness and sheer physical dominance.
When Santino Marella entirely pulled out his infamous green cobra sock puppet, completely sliding it over his right hand and aggressively preparing to strike, Big E didn't even flinch. The massive, three hundred pound powerhouse entirely stepped directly into the center of the ring, completely lowered his massive straps, and aggressively stared the Milan Miracle dead in the eyes.
Santino violently lunged forward, striking Big E directly in the chest with the Cobra!
But the strike completely bounced off Big E's massive pectorals like a rubber band hitting a brick wall!
Big E didn't even blink. He let out a deep, terrifying laugh, entirely grabbed Santino Marella by the throat, and violently launched the Italian superstar completely across the ring with a catastrophic Belly to Belly suplex!
Zack Ryder violently charged into the ring to make the save, but Xavier Woods entirely spring boarded completely off the top rope, violently delivering a catastrophic, skull cracking missile dropkick that entirely flattened the Long Island Iced Z!
The absolute, terrifying transition from smiling, clapping positivity directly into absolute, ruthless aggression was completely flawless. Big E entirely hoisted Santino completely onto his massive right shoulder.
Woods aggressively climbed the top turnbuckle. With absolute, terrifying precision, Woods entirely leaped off the top rope, violently delivering a diving DDT while Big E simultaneously crashed backward into the canvas!
The Midnight Hour completely connected!
Big E entirely hooked Santino's leg, pressing his massive weight down for the incredibly dominant one, two, three!
The referee completely raised the hands of Big E and Woods as the incredibly catchy entrance music entirely hit the speakers once again.
After putting on a great, highly entertaining match that entirely showcased their growing chemistry and terrifying dominance, the New Day was of course the one who entirely stood tall, completely establishing themselves as a legitimate, incredibly dangerous threat to the tag team titles.
For the next ninety minutes, the absolutely chaotic energy of Monday Night RAW completely kept the Las Vegas fans entirely glued to the edge of their seats. The subsequent matches and highly dramatic backstage segments entirely built the tension for the rest of the night.
There was an intense Women's Division clash where Natalya aggressively defended her newly won Divas Championship against an Brie Bella in which the new champion manages to retain, and a brutal single match showcase.
But as the clock slowly ticked toward the final segment of the evening, completely leading up to the highly anticipated main event clash between Drew McIntyre and Mark Henry, the absolute, suffocating tension completely boiled over.
The arena completely darkened, and the incredibly heavy, deeply intimidating brass horns of Bobby Lashley's entrance theme entirely blasted through the massive sound system!
The Las Vegas crowd immediately completely erupted into a massive, deafening chorus of aggressive, entirely hateful boos!
Stepping out onto the entrance stage, entirely looking like an absolute, unmitigated block of solid, heavily muscled granite, was the Dominator. Bobby Lashley completely ignored the sheer vitriol raining down upon him.
He was dressed in his full, dark wrestling gear, entirely taping his heavy wrists as he aggressively marched down the incredibly long entrance ramp.
Lashley completely slid under the bottom rope, entirely entered the squared circle, and violently snatched a live microphone directly from the hands of the terrified ringside timekeeper.
The music entirely faded out, completely leaving the Dominator standing alone in the dead center of the ring, heavily breathing, his dark eyes entirely scanning the massive arena bowl.
"It has officially been one entire week," Lashley began, his deep, commanding voice entirely cutting through the heavy, aggressive boos of the Sin City crowd.
Lashley aggressively paced back and forth, entirely pointing a massive, heavily taped finger directly into the lens of the hard camera.
"One entire week since I stood in the middle of this ring and completely laid down an absolute ultimatum to Sandro Zhang," Lashley stated firmly, his tone entirely dripping with pure, homicidal intent. "I told the so called God King that he completely owed me the World Heavyweight Championship contract that I was entirely promised when I signed his massive Nexum Core checks."
Lashley stopped pacing, his face a complete mask of absolute, unmitigated frustration.
"And do you want to entirely know exactly what I have heard from the billionaire prodigy over the last seven days?" Lashley asked the crowd, entirely raising his voice to completely overpower their boos. "Nothing! Absolutely nothing! He hasn't returned a single phone call! His corporate lawyers haven't sent a single email! I haven't gotten a single, solitary response from the so called God King until today!"
The crowd entirely cheered at the absolute disrespect being shown to Sandro Zhang, entirely thrilled that the God King was actively losing complete control of his massive empire.
"I have warned him," Lashley sneered, completely gripping the microphone so tightly his incredibly thick knuckles turned stark white. "I told him exactly what would happen if he entirely decided to ignore me. So, since he doesn't want to completely act like a man and respond to my completely reasonable demands... my resignation from the Undisputed System is completely effective immediately!"
The Las Vegas fans completely popped for the official, undeniable confirmation that the mercenary had completely jumped ship!
The God King was truly, completely alone.
"Sandro Zhang is entirely dead to me!" Lashley roared, completely embracing his new, entirely selfish agenda. "From this exact moment forward, I don't give a damn about his massive bank account! I don't give a damn about his corporate protection! I am entirely going into business completely for myself!"
Lashley violently aggressively pointed down at the very canvas where he had completely destroyed the Beast Incarnate seven days prior.
"And that entirely begins with the massive mess that Sandro left entirely behind!" Lashley threatened, his voice dropping into a cold, terrifyingly violent register. "I am going to completely stay right here on Monday Night RAW. And I am going to entirely take care of Brock Lesnar, and I am going to entirely take care of Drew McIntyre, with my own bare hands!"
Lashley entirely lowered the microphone, his chest heaving, completely preparing to entirely exit the ring and completely search the backstage area for the Beast.
But entirely before the Dominator could completely turn around to leave...
SCREEEEEEEEEECH!
The apocalyptic, incredibly terrifying, absolute earth shattering guitar riff of "The Next Big Thing" completely violently hijacked the arena speakers!
The entire Thomas & Mack Center completely, fundamentally exploded into a massive, deafening roar of absolute, unadulterated shock!
The Las Vegas crowd entirely leaped completely to their feet, absolutely desperate to see the Beast Incarnate completely march down that ramp and completely tear the Dominator entirely limb from limb!
Inside the ring, Bobby Lashley entirely dropped the microphone completely onto the canvas. The Dominator aggressively completely cracked his massive knuckles, entirely dropping his level, completely preparing for an absolute, catastrophic heavyweight collision!
The fans entirely stared at the entrance stage, entirely waiting for the massive, terrifying frame of Brock Lesnar to completely step completely through the curtain.
But the Beast Incarnate completely did not appear.
Instead, slowly, entirely methodically stepping completely out from behind the heavy black curtains, completely bathed in the red and white arena lighting, was a completely different figure entirely.
The Las Vegas crowd entirely let out a massive, deeply confusing mixture of incredibly loud cheers and absolute, aggressive boos at the exact same time.
Walking onto the stage, entirely holding a live WWE microphone completely clutched in his pudgy hand, was the Advocate himself.
Paul Heyman was completely dressed in a pristine, highly expensive dark pinstripe suit and the brace still in his neck. He was entirely lacking his usual, manic, terrified expression. Instead, the Advocate wore a slow, deeply calculated, incredibly sinister smirk completely plastered entirely across his face as he looked completely down the incredibly long entrance ramp, entirely locking his cold, manipulative eyes directly onto the Dominator standing in the ring.
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 21 (2011)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida, USA
Brand: WWE - RAW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Styles
Faction: The Undisputed System
Championships History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions, 1x FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA World Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA X Division Champion, 1x WWE United States Champion, 1x WWE Champion, & 1x World Heavyweight Champion
Other Achievements: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner, 1x Mr. Money In The Bank, Youngest WWE Champion, PWI Top 500 (No.1) - 2010, & 1x KOTR (2010)
Wrestlemania Record: 2 - 0 Main Event: 1 - 0